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"So, after you've been working on it for so long, you just came up with something like this?" Gu Feixue looked at the electric fan decorated with bows by the children in disgust.

The fan is running, and the noise is not small.

But the cool breeze sent out...

It can only be said that compared with the mature top-level configuration under the original system, new things still have a certain distance.

"Can this thing be sold for a price?" Gu Feixue patted the electric fan: "How does this thing work? How about selling the technology?"

"There is a market for this thing." Chu Tianshu thought for a while: "Miss Gu, if there is no ice room, would you be willing to spend a few dollars to buy one of this thing?"

"How much is it?" Gu Feixue glanced at the electric fan sideways: "If it costs a few dollars or more than ten dollars, it's fine, but if you want to enjoy the shade, at least four or five sets are enough, right?"

To achieve the physical feeling of Gu Feixue's ice room, it is indeed necessary to have several fans blowing against it.

"This thing is just getting started." Chu Tianshu explained: "The speed can continue to be accelerated."

"Can it be faster?" Gu Feixue thought for a while, then tilted his head and asked, "Can it be made in another way?"

"Other styles are also possible." Chu Tianshu nodded: "But it will take a little time and some manpower."

"It's not another style." Gu Feixue shook his head: "What I mean is—this thing rotates so fast, if you don't use it for such a violent thing as a fan, but make it a weapon."

"For example." Gu Feixue waved her hand, and the maid under her hand cut off the power of the electric fan: "For example, change the material of these fan leaves and polish them..."

"Make it smaller so you can hold it with one hand."

"Is it possible to kill people like chopping vegetables?"

Chu Tianshu was dumbfounded.

"Miss Gu...why do you have such an idea?"

As long as the motor is improved, or the battery is simply used as power, the fan can indeed be turned into a simple small cutting machine, or something like a one-handed electric saw.

This stuff is used to kill...

Chu Tianshu only felt that something was wrong.

"Because it's very suitable." Gu Feixue said logically: "What Guochao needs most now is not fans."

"Dayun used to be able to get by without an electric fan."

"The most important thing now is not to enjoy the cool and fan the wind."

"It's a war."

"We will fight abroad in August."

"After December, the weather will be cooler, and there may be some wars in the country."

"The most urgent task at the moment is not to give people a cool breeze, but to improve weapons and make the country's army more effective."

"The firearms are of course very useful, and the range is sufficient."

"But the melee weapons have always been swords, which are really not enough." Gu Feixue smiled: "If this thing can really be improved and put into production, then the profit will be huge."

Chu Tian opened his mouth wide and did not speak.

"Can you improve it?"

Chu Tianshu was silent for a while: "It is possible, but Miss Gu, improving this thing requires a lot of manpower and money."

"Yes?" Gu Feixue clapped his hands: "That's good."

She then patted Xie Ningzi who was sitting on the side eating shaved ice: "Stop eating, take your man to see the old man."

"To see Master Qin?" Xie Ningzi looked at the electric fan: "Can it really be used as a weapon?"

"I don't know." Gu Feixue said with a smile: "But it's always an idea, and it's good to throw this problem to the old man, so that he doesn't have time to trouble us again, isn't it good?"

Xie Ningzi stared at Chu Tianshu worriedly: "You are miserable."

"What?" Chu Tianshu knew that the old thing Gu Feixue was talking about was probably the Qin Fuzheng who had never met before.

"This old man is very troublesome." Gu Feixue grinned, and the missing front tooth had grown a little.

The teeth will bleed just after erupting.

……

When the three of Chu Tianshu arrived, Qin Fuzheng was teaching the little emperor to read the memorial.

"In fact, most of the articles in the imperial court are useless empty words."

"Then why do you still have to write? Do you want to make up the word count?"

"Because I'm afraid people will find fault with me."

"Because I am afraid that if something goes wrong, I will be responsible for myself, so I want to blur the problem as much as possible."

"Because I'm afraid of being picked on, I have to be careful with my words."

"Because I'm afraid it will be unseemly, so try to surround yourself with clouds and mountains and fog."

"Because we want to make it as incomprehensible as possible to ordinary people, so we have to say some clichés."

"Your Majesty will deal with these memorials in the future, and the first thing to face is this problem."

"You have to understand what the ministers and workers wrote in the memorial."

"Can't we let them write more straightforwardly?"

"No." Qin Zheng shook his head: "Because everyone needs to fool people, even when the imperial court issues notices to the people, it is very important to fool them."

"Because among the ministers and workers, there are many cliques fighting with each other."

"So the clichés everywhere and the carefulness of the words used everywhere are unavoidable."

"There are reasons for the existence of these habits." Qin Zheng looked at the little emperor: "Your Majesty, don't make any plans, just watch carefully."

"Only by reading more and learning more can we understand as soon as possible."

"Old stuff." Gu Feixue brought Chu Tianshu and Xie Ningzi closer: "I'm teaching some useless things again."

Qin Zheng glanced at Gu Feixue coldly, then turned his gaze to Xie Ningzi and Chu Tianshu.

"Master Qin." Xie Ningzi didn't dare to vent her anger, she just took Chu Tianshu's hand and walked in front of Qin Zheng with small steps.

Qin Zheng was in his thirties, with a beard, a simple and solemn face, and a bit of meticulous clothing, which gave people the impression that he was indeed a bit old-fashioned.

"Come here." Facing Xie Ningzi, Qin Zheng's attitude was much gentler.

"Thank you, sister." The little emperor who was sitting behind the tables also jumped off the stool at this time and ran over, but his curious gaze was fixed on Chu Tianshu.

"Old man, I need to discuss something with you." Gu Feixue sat down carelessly: "We designed a new weapon."

Qin Zheng glanced at the electric fan held by the maid behind Chu Tianshu, but said nothing.

"Let me tell you, this thing..."

"Give it a try." Qin Zheng didn't want to listen to Gu Feixue's nonsense.

Hearing this, Chu Tianshu took over the electric fan immediately, and found a place with a socket in the hall, and energized the electric fan.

There was a buzzing sound.

Qin Zheng looked at it from a distance for a while, then walked closer, and stretched out his hand in front of the electric fan.

"Things are well done and cool."

It's a sure word.

"It can still be improved." Chu Tianshu said, "In my opinion, this thing can help you enjoy the shade."

"But clearly it can be used as a weapon!" Gu Feixue answered immediately.

Qin Zheng took a deep look at Chu Tianshu: "Take it back and improve it, you won't lose the money."

No specific comments were given.

Seeing this, Gu Feixue became angry: "Old man, what do you mean?"

"Go back." Qin Zheng said to Xie Ningzi, and then returned to his original position.

Seeing this, the little emperor obediently climbed up on the stool and continued to read the memorial.

"You have a good vision." Qin Zheng said.

I don't know who I'm talking about.

Xie Ningzi pursed her lips, very happy.

Gu Feixue also felt that she was praising herself, and her eyebrows were beaming for a moment.