The Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang was born, and my immortal identity was exposed

Chapter 18 Qu Yuanli and Coins (please collect, please recommend!!!)
The charm of hot pot is naturally no one can resist.

Four people, you have one chopstick and I have one chopstick, and it is a joy to eat.

When the feeling of fullness gradually came from the belly, the three of Ying Zheng slowed down the speed of eating chopsticks.

As soon as they were free, their curiosity flooded again.

Meng Yi looked at the steaming hot pot and fell into deep thought.

"Master Immortal, there is no flame under this pot, how can we make this hot pot boil?"

Here it comes again, curious baby he comes again.

Jiang Sheng ate a piece of hairy belly, drank a cup of Coke, and groaned in satisfaction.

"Under that is the induction cooker, which uses the principle of electromagnetic induction to heat the iron pan."

Sure enough, he is an immortal, who can control even thunder and lightning.

Ying Zheng and Meng Yi looked at each other, and they both saw horror in each other's eyes.

For this group of ancients, thunder and lightning was the might of God.

But in Jiang Sheng's place, it can be used to heat food?
Ying Zheng drank a glass of Coke to suppress his shock, and carefully played with the glass in his hand.

"Even the best colored glaze in my palace is not as transparent as this. It is really a treasure."

"If you like it, you can take some back later, just don't empty it out for me."

Jiang Sheng thought of the gift from Ying Zheng, and felt ashamed to go whoring for nothing.

Although the glass is not worth much, but I use some high-end brand cups, it is not impossible to give him a few as a gift in return.

Wang Ben's eyes lit up when he heard Jiang Sheng's words:
"Master Immortal, can you give me that kitchen knife?"

Having said all of this, Jiang Sheng could only nod helplessly.

"What about you? What do you want to bring back?"

Jiang Sheng turned his gaze, and then looked at Meng Yi again.

Meng Yi was a little excited when he asked him this question.

What does it mean?
The fairy master is going to give a treasure!

It's up to you to choose!
Meng Yi really wanted to shout: "I want them all!"

But after all, he is a fairy in front of him, Jiang Sheng can be generous, but he can't be ignorant of good and evil.

Both His Majesty and Marquis Tongwu only chose one fetish, so you can only choose one.

Meng Yi looked around, sizing up this fairyland carefully, trying to find a suitable object.

Soon, he opened his eyes and stared at a place in the courtyard.

"Master Immortal, what is this?"

Looking in the direction of Meng Yi's finger, two black lines appeared on Jiang Sheng's forehead.

"That's a Quyuan plow, used to plow the ground."

Coincidentally.

These days, who still uses this thing? It's all mechanized equipment.

Even in the small mountain village where Jiang Sheng lives, such things are not common nowadays.

At first it was just for decoration.

As for the farm, it will make the atmosphere better with some kind of sentimental agricultural equipment.

"If you like it, take it with you."

Jiang Sheng lifted his forehead and sighed.

"You don't really want to use this thing to plow the land, do you? You have to find a cow, and you can only plow seven or eight acres of land in a day."

Jiang Sheng's original intention was to tell this incomprehensible "Meng Yi" that Qu Yuanli had already been eliminated.

In the end, it sounded like thunder to Meng Yi's ears.

"One ox can plow the land, and eight acres of land can be plowed in a day?"

Daqin was a dynasty that emphasized agriculture and suppressed business, and it attached great importance to agriculture.

To what extent do you pay attention?

Even more important to farm cattle than to ordinary people.

Beef is not something ordinary people can eat.

According to the laws of the Great Qin Dynasty, killing cattle without authorization can be beheaded.

Agriculture is the lifeblood of Daqin!

For this one, it is very important to see.

In this era, some iron tools have also been developed.

Agricultural tools such as iron plows and iron hoes have been used in farming.

The plows at this time were all straight shaft plows.

It requires two oxen to pull, which is inconvenient and inefficient.

As soon as Jiang Sheng opened his mouth, he plowed eight acres a day with only one cow.

This made Meng Yi overjoyed.

"Master Immortal, I want this!"

This Qu Yuanli doesn't look very complicated, so if you take it back and study it carefully for the craftsmen, it will definitely be able to imitate it.

Meng Yi seemed to have seen that on the land of Daqin, the farmers used the curved plow to cultivate a piece of good land.

Then plant the potatoes given by the immortal master, it will be [-] catties of immortal grain per mu!

Daqin, finally no longer bothered by food!

Seeing Meng Yi's surprised look, Jiang Sheng was speechless.

If I show you the fully automatic machines in my field, I'm afraid you will go crazy on the spot?
"Have you finished eating?" Jiang Sheng quickly changed the subject, "It's still early, how many brothers are here to play mahjong?"

"Who is Mahjong? Why did the immortal master beat him?"

As soon as Wang Ben heard that he was going to hit someone, he became interested.

"Yo, I can't tell, buddy still tells bad jokes?"

Seeing that the three of them were gearing up, Jiang Sheng thought they were old friends.

When the table is cleared up and a box of mahjong is brought out and placed on the table.

The three of Ying Zheng were stunned.

"Master Immortal, what is this?"

"Mahjong!"

Jiang Sheng was so depressed that he wanted to vomit three liters of blood.

Do you really think I'm going to play with someone called Mahjong?

The disease is not serious, the disease is not serious!
Jiang Sheng had no choice but to patiently teach the three of them the rules of playing mahjong.

Don't care if you understand it or not, just keep learning at the poker table!

"Let me tell you, this mahjong is the quintessence of the country. You are still in Qin Shihuang's trio, and you don't know how to play mahjong."

"Beginners rely purely on luck. If you get a little better, you have to count and memorize the cards."

"Put down the chicken, I'll touch it!"

"Stop, stop! I want to eat this card."

"Hit one!"

"Touch yourself, blossom on the bar! Give money, give money."

Jiang Sheng is also a half-baked guy, with a big addiction to food.

Send beans on the mobile phone every day.

So I bought a pair of mahjong and figured it out at home.

It happened that there were three Yingzhengs, who were better than him.

I am used to being a philanthropist, and I can finally feel proud.

Although the fight was not big, it was a win anyway.

Jiang Sheng impatiently asked the three of them to collect money.

As a result, the three of them looked at each other with blank faces.

"What is money?"

"Should it be copper coins or gold?"

"But when do I need to carry this thing?"

After the Great Qin unified the world, the currency was also unified.

Gold is used as the currency, and the unit is 镒, which is 20 taels.

The more common and famous ones are lower coins, which are copper coins with round square holes.

The unit of this copper coin is half a tael, and the actual weight of a copper coin is exactly half a tael.

Therefore, it was also called "half two money" by later generations.

Since then, this kind of copper coin with round and square holes has become the main form of Chinese currency and has been passed down for thousands of years.

Although Ying Zheng vaguely guessed what Jiang Sheng wanted, but he didn't have it.

"Hey, I don't want copper coins or gold." Jiang Sheng snorted coldly, not willing to let go of the money he finally won.

He is not short of money, but he needs to experience the thrill of winning money.

Taking out several banknotes of different denominations from his body, Jiang Sheng threw them on the table.

"I want this, don't say you don't have it!"

The three of them picked up a banknote one after another and looked at it carefully.

"The material is similar to the white paper given by the immortal master, why can it be used as money?" Meng Yi asked curiously.

"This is issued by the state, so why can't it be used as money?"

Wang Ben interjected: "But this thing is neither copper nor gold, it is easy to damage, why use this thing instead?"

Seeing that the eyes of the three people were full of curiosity, Jiang Sheng knew that he had to explain it clearly to them, otherwise he would pester himself to ask again.

"Okay, I'll give you another lesson today."

"This course is called Das Kapital!"

(End of this chapter)