Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

The high priest of Sitian should not be a woman.

The doctor thought for a while, and then said: "It's convenient here, I think I have specialization in the industry - I came to the conclusion that the productivity at that time was indeed very low, and the use of tools by humans was still in a barbaric era. , not even ironware, right?"

"Yes!" Duanmu Baolian nodded. Indeed, the alchemy industry was not developed at that time, and there were no iron tools. It was not until the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods that iron tools emerged as cold weapons and stepped onto the stage of history.

"Do you think that the Egyptian pyramids can be piled up manually?" The doctor suddenly changed the subject and asked.

"Uh..." Duanmu Baolian was stunned. Although the history textbooks said that the Egyptian pyramids were the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancient working people, she had always been skeptical.

"You have doubts in your heart too, don't you?" asked the doctor.

"Well... some." Duanmu Baolian nodded, "I am really skeptical. Only in recent years, due to the development of modern technology, has modern industry been able to complete the pyramid project. In ancient times, even 200 years ago , I am afraid that it is not too easy to create a pyramid."

"The pyramid is a tomb." The doctor continued, "I have also thought about various possibilities, just according to the modern saying - using countless artificial piles. There are no such stones near the pyramid. This has been confirmed by many people. In this way, it needs to be transported from other places. Pharaoh succeeds to the throne. Well, let’s say he is younger and succeeds from the beginning. The first thing he does is to build a tomb for himself, and use 100 million slaves to build it , Although this number is a bit high, it is questionable whether so many strong slaves can be drawn from Egypt, which has low productivity and is not densely populated.”

Duanmu Baolian tilted her head, looked at him, and waited for him to continue.

The doctor picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and prepared his words before continuing: "I have counted, if we rely on simple slaves, 100 million slaves, among them there are all kinds of accidental deaths. Casualties require new people to be added at any time—it may not be completed after 60 years of construction. In 60 years, if the pharaoh succeeds to the throne, he will be 78 years old, which is not very good, and it is not that he will not live until then. But—not all pharaohs lived that long, right?"

"That is to say, it is definitely not something that can be built by hand?" Duanmu Baolian asked.

"I think—yes!" said the doctor, "The Great Pyramid of Khufu is 146.5 meters high, which is equivalent to the height of a modern forty-story building. I think, I provide money, materials, but I am not allowed to use any modern tools, think How long will it take to build such a high-rise building? I don't care about the huge scale, as long as it is built."

"I don't know, I don't understand architecture." Duanmu Baolian said honestly, "But I think it will definitely not be completed in a year or two. Modernization is the development of industry."

"According to my inference just now, if that Pharaoh Khufu wants to arrange his own affairs, he must let all the productive people in Egypt build pyramids for him. Of course, I know this is unreasonable, but even so, I'm afraid that the pyramid has not been built yet, and his lifespan has been exhausted, so he is dead." The doctor laughed.