I'm not a genius in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 321 Come to my bowl soon
Not only Yang Siqi couldn't accept Wang Zi'an's words, but even Mr. Yan couldn't help frowning, looking at Wang Zi'an with displeasure.

"My lord, are you kidding me? Although my junior brother is not talented, he is also a direct disciple of the Mohist family. He asks himself what he has learned, which is no less than others. He has also traveled around the world and met many skilled craftsmen, but he has never heard of this world. With such tools—”

Wang Zi'an laughed dumbfounded, and deliberately squinted his eyes and said.

"The world is vast, and there are so many things you haven't seen before. The bacteria don't know the dark days, and the crickets don't know the spring and autumn. It's not because the moon has no rounds, or the sky has no four seasons. It's because in their limited lives, they can't touch the wider world." For example, when a frog sits in a well, the world he sees is only the size of the mouth of the well. Is the sky really that small? It’s just limited by his knowledge. Gentlemen, do you think I’m right?”

"You said, the two of us are ignorant little bugs?!"

Yang Siqi was so angry that his shriveled chest heaved like waves, and Mr. Yan's face completely sank.It's fine to talk about other aspects, but Wang Zi'an actually said that his knowledge of the Mohist school is just watching the sky from a well. This has already involved a big issue of the dignity of the teacher, which is really unbearable.

"Since the prince claims to be well-informed, why don't you come up with a few things to open the eyes of those of us who have little knowledge? Or let us know how vast the world is in the eyes of the prince--"

Mr. Yan's eyes flickered coldly, and his tone was a bit unfriendly. He already regarded Wang Zi'an as someone from other Mohist factions who came to make trouble.Mohism has been divided into three factions since Mo Zi, the Mo of the Xiangli family, the Mo of the Xiangfu family and the Mo of the Deng family.

Xiangfu's Mo is Qi Mo, a sect that mainly focuses on scholars and debates. They travel around the world and teach the Mohist thought of universal love. They oppose the use of violence to solve problems, and even oppose the violent resistance of the people. They hope to use The gentle way to achieve peace is somewhat similar to Gandhi's non-violent non-cooperation.

The ink of the Xiangli family belongs to Qin Mo. This school pays attention to scientific and technological research and is very pragmatic.They attached to Qin State and made great contributions in the process of Qin's unification of the six countries.They believe that only by helping Qin to end the conflict in the world as soon as possible can they realize their social principle of both love and non-aggression.

The Mohists of Deng Ling's family belonged to Chu Moh, and this branch of Mohism's descendants were more of a knight-errant, doing righteousness everywhere.They oppose the wars of various countries, and believe that these wars are launched by the rich and powerful for their own interests. It is not conducive to the common people, helping the weak, and fighting against the powerful is their consistent purpose. However, this branch almost lost everything in the process of returning the six countries to Qin. do.Mr. Yan and Yang Siqi are the only two remaining in this ink.

There are quite some historical grievances among the three lines of Mohism.Mr. Yan and Yang Siqi saw that Wang Zi'an became aggressive after revealing his identity as a Mohist disciple, and they immediately classified Wang Zi'an as one of the other two families.

Seeing the conflict between Wang Zi'an and Mr. Yan's words, Sun Awang carefully pulled Wang Zi'an's sleeve.Wang Zi'an touched his head, bowed his head and smiled slightly.

"Don't worry, it's fine."

Then he raised his head and looked at Mr. Yan with a smile.

"Open your eyes? That's fine, so you won't say I'm empty-handed and arrogant. Do you have carbon strips, sir?"

"Winter has not yet entered, and there is no charcoal in the humble house. Playing tricks, what do you want carbon sticks for?"

Before Mr. Yan could speak, Yang Siqi snorted coldly and asked in a bad tone.

Wang Zi'an didn't take it seriously, what he did today was undoubtedly the same as hitting the door.These two people have been able to tolerate themselves until now, and they are considered to be very cultivated.

"Drawing, I'll show you a picture of the real thing."

Hearing this, Yang Siqi glanced at Wang Zi'an in surprise, and his expression softened a little.Turning around and going out, he ran to his own room, and after a while, he took out two very neat "pencils", which surprised Wang Zi'an, and almost suspected that this fellow had traveled from a later life.

"The problem is too soft, I'm not used to it, I use it for drawing on weekdays, can you see if it's still applicable?"

Wang Zi'an took it over and took a closer look, with a look of admiration on his face.I have to admit that this seemingly rough carpenter is really a master of ingenuity. He actually made a movable "pencil" out of wood.

The barrel of the pen is slightly thicker than the pencils of later generations, about the thickness of an adult's thumb, and is fixed by a snap button at the top and bottom. When the snap button is opened, the carbon strip inside will be exposed.Looking at the shape of the carbon strip, it is very regular, it should be made on purpose.This kind of pen is not much different from the pencils of later generations except that the refill is not the lead of later generations.

Greener perhaps?
Of course, it must be more troublesome to work and use.

"Mr. Yang's ingenuity is really amazing! This kind of pen is fluent and fast in writing, and what's more rare is that it is easy to master. If it can be popularized, it will definitely be a blessing to scholars all over the world."

Wang Zi'an praised sincerely, the sudden praise caught Yang Siqi a little off guard, his old face flushed red, and he felt a little awkward and embarrassed.Wang Zi'an had a better impression of him, so he didn't say any more, pulled a piece of straw paper, and started to draw.

Wang Zi'an was painting there, and Mr. Yan and Yang Siqi couldn't sit still, so they got up and came over.At first, the brows of the two of them were still tightly furrowed, but they slowly relaxed, revealing a thoughtful expression.Especially Yang Siqi, who opened his mouth to speak a few times, and was afraid of interrupting Wang Zi'an's train of thought, so he could only hold back, scratching his ears and cheeks, looking very hard.Regarding the expressions of the two people, Wang Zi'an saw them one by one, but his face was calm and calm.

"This is the simplest means of transportation in our area - a bicycle. It's too complicated, so I won't draw it for now, lest you can't understand it -"

The two of them were almost suffocated by Wang Zi'an's last words, and subconsciously wanted to refute, but looked down at the bicycle painted by Wang Zi'an, and swallowed the words abruptly.As the direct successors of the Mohist family, the two of them naturally have a vision.Although the object drawn by Wang Zi'an looks strange, it is by no means a random graffiti, it is definitely a brand new tool.

"This thing has only two wheels, how to balance it?"

As soon as Yang Siqi saw the blueprint, he immediately turned into a technical madman, and found the key to the problem in no time.

"This issue is very complicated, and it cannot be explained clearly in a few words. But what I can say is that this thing can maintain balance, and this handlebar is very useful."

PS: The college entrance examination is over, I hope all the students have a good grade.The rest of the time is the holiday, long live the holiday, have a good time!

(End of this chapter)