Three Kingdoms.

  Chapter 2194 Read a book

  The Yamen Courtyard of Hushi Mansion of the Han Dynasty.

   Fei Qian sat in the hall with a book in his hands, and smiled while reading it.

  Beside Huang Yueying, who was tinkering with Fei Zhen's armor, was a little puzzled. She glanced at the cover of the book, and then at Fei Qian. After all, she couldn't help it, and leaned over, "What are you looking at?" Examination record? Is there anything funny about Kaogongji? 』

   Feiqian nodded, then looked at the armor that Huang Yueying was weaving, blinked, "What...I said, that kid doesn't have to make it so delicate? Speaking of which, you, Yueying, have not repaired my armor for a long time...』

Huang Yueying hummed nonchalantly, and then saw that what Fei Qian was holding was indeed "Kao Gong Ji", not a book with a different cover, so she lost interest in continuing to ask, sat back again, and began to compile Fei Zhen's The scales of the armor stood up, "Do you still need me to repair your armor?" Just give it to the master craftsman to repair... Besides, you don't go to battle to kill the enemy, you just sit in the back, and you don't need to be so delicate...』

"what? Then Zhen'er won't go into battle, can his armor be handed over to the master? ” Fei Qian said with some displeasure, “It’s just a trip to Yinshan…”

  Huang Yueying glared at Fei Qian angrily, "How can it be the same?" I don't worry about what the master did! Oh! Don't bother me, look, the sewing is wrong! 』

  Fei Qian:『…』

alright, you win.

  Fei Qian was silent for a moment, then stood up holding the book, "I'll go find my father-in-law..."

  See if I can return it...

  Is it possible to return the product? It is probably impossible. After all, it has been unpacked and the seven-day statute of limitations has passed.

   When Fei dived to the side yard, he couldn't find Huang Chengyan, and when he asked, he went out early.

out?

  Fei Qian thought for a while, brought his guards, and went straight to the workshop outside the city, and sure enough, Huang Chengyan was here.

After Huang Chengyan arrived in Chang'an, he saw that Fei Qian had so many workshops in Chang'an, and he was very excited, as if he felt that what he had learned all his life, or the ideas in his mind would finally be useful, these days Almost all of them hang around in the workshop craftsmen.

  When Fei Qian found Huang Chengyan, Huang Chengyan was discussing something with the craftsman.

  Fei Qian was not in a hurry, and waited for Huang Chengyan to finish speaking before going forward, met Li, and then asked Huang Chengyan what problem he had just encountered.

"Molten iron is difficult to get out..." Huang Chengyan licked a pen, and then wrote down the things just now on the wooden tablet, and said, "Today, there are halberds, spears, daggers, knives, sticks, arrowheads, helmets, etc., all of which need to be used. Iron, the newest iron material, is not very beautiful, it is made by the old method, it is porous and slag, it is difficult to shape...』

Although the production of bamboo paper has been relatively large now, some people are still accustomed to using old wooden tablets and bamboo pieces to record events. Know where to throw it.

  『Different iron materials require different proportions...』 Fei Qian nodded. Because of the previous conflict with Cao Cao, the iron ore shipped from Shandong was naturally reduced a lot, and Fei Qian naturally needed to make do with some of the original iron ore from Sichuan and Shu.

  『If it is not beautiful, we should first make utensils such as shovels, hoes, sickles, shovels, adzes... 』 Fei Qian said, 『Nowadays there are a lot of refugees, so there must be an urgent need for such utensils at the beginning of spring...』

  Huang Chengyan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Fei Qian, nodded with a smile, wrote down this item on the wooden slip again, then put it down, and said, "What is the son-in-law looking for?" 』

  Fei Qian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, swallowed the two words on his lips by the way, and then said: "Look, father-in-law..."

   Fei Qian handed over the "Kao Gong Ji" in his hand.

  Huang Chengyan flipped through it a little bit, and then, just like Fei Qian before, he laughed a few times and said: "It's a bunch of nonsense, it's not worth mentioning..."

"Kao Gong Ji", in fact, it may not be as "not worth mentioning" as Huang Chengyan said. In some respects, it can still show that China's official handicraft industry in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Period, especially in Qi The specifications and manufacturing processes of various types of work in China have certain reference value.

   But the key issue is also in this "certain reference value". If someone really wants to do what is recorded in "Kao Gong Ji", then they will definitely be tricked to death...

   "Kao Gong Ji" records some crafts of the Bronze Age, that is, the Warring States Period. To put it simply, the smelting formula of the bronze alloy has always been the key factor determining the final performance of the bronze ware. The most intuitive criterion for measuring the metal smelting level of a civilization in the Bronze Age is its level of summary and mastery of bronze alloy formulas.

The most typical example is in "Kao Gong Ji", although a large number of technological processes and production specifications for the manufacture of various utensils at that time were recorded, among them were records of bronze formulas that should be used for different utensils, collectively known as "Jin Liu". Qi", but this "Golden Six Qi"...

"There are six levels of gold, six parts of which are gold and tin is one, which is called the harmony of bells and tripods, and five parts of which is gold and tin is one, which is called the balance of ax and catty..." Huang Chengyan laughed a few times and said, "If If you really use this method to smelt gold, you will be a generation that will bring disaster to the country and the people...』

   Fei Qian nodded, and then said, "But such a fallacious law, why is it spread?" 』

  Huang Chengyan frowned, "This..."

   Not only was it passed down, it even became a royal canon.

  The "Kao Gong Ji" in Feiqian's hand should be called "Zhou Li · Kao Gong Ji" in full.

  At the beginning of the Western Han Dynasty, because the chapter "Dongguan" in "Zhou Gong" was missing, Liu De, the king of Hejian, took "Kao Gong Ji" to add it. Later, Liu Xin changed "Zhou Guan" to "Zhou Li" when editing the book, and this article came into being.

In the Spring and Autumn Period, bronze is indeed the main thing, that is, an alloy of copper and tin. However, the ratio between copper and tin is not as described in "The Six Qis of Gold", where "sixths are gold, and tin is the most important." One", or even two points of gold for one point of tin...

Although in the early days of Huaxia metallurgy, there were incomplete knowledge of metals, indiscriminate lead and tin, or mistakes in some aspects, but in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods, after thousands of years of bronze smelting development, it was in the production It is impossible for the first-line craftsmen to make such a major mistake, nor will they come up with such absurd metallurgical ratios.

If the tin content is too high, the alloy will become brittle, and the blank cannot be further processed at all, that is, it can be used at most on casting vessels that do not need to be sharpened, that is to say, only the bells and tripods are barely usable. As for other so-called Don't even think about knives, axes and arrows.

  Therefore, anyone who is a little knowledgeable will find it ridiculous when they see the metallurgical ratio in "Kao Gong Ji", just like Huang Chengyan, who can almost see the problem at a glance.

   It's just the second question raised by Fei Qian, which is even more absurd. If the ratio of metallurgy is the first mistake, then the person who compiled "Kao Gong Ji" is the second mistake, adding mistakes on top of mistakes. Then later generations used "Kao Gong Ji" to guide and restrain craftsmen, which evolved into a catastrophic mistake...

  『Or…』 Huang Chengyan pondered for a moment in silence, 『Fake it to deceive other countries? After all, some of the things recorded in this "Kao Gong Ji" were compiled based on the craftsmanship of Qi State at that time, so it is not ruled out that Qi State deliberately produced some plausible records in an attempt to deceive other countries. .

   Feiqian nodded, this may be a relatively reasonable explanation, "But now that the great Han ruled the world, do you need such absurd books?" 』

   "This..." Huang Chengyan couldn't answer, so he simply threw the book aside, then looked at Fei Qian and said, "Well, what does your son-in-law want to do?" 』

  『It’s nothing...』 Fei Qian smiled, and then asked, 『I don’t know my father-in-law, but would you like to take up the post of "big examiner"? 』

"what? "Big Examiner"? ’ Huang Chengyan asked with a frown.

Fei Qian nodded slowly, then looked at the craftsmen who were busy in the workshop, and said slowly, "The great test of craftsmanship, mastering the skills of craftsmen, and the test of the world's work, don't order such books to fall behind. People are too! 』

   Loud and powerful.

  Huang Chengyan was stunned for a while, looked at Fei Qian, seemed to be moved by Fei Qian's huge heart and foresight for the future, nodded deeply, "Very good! Very good! It's just... what is the official rank of this "big exam worker" position? 』

"Hi! ’ Fei Qian said angrily, ‘Compared to two thousand! Same with Jiuqing! Do you want to do it? 』

  Huang Chengyan laughed loudly, then took a step back, and saluted Fei Qian, "So, I have seen the Lord..."

  ...(o□`o)...

For farmers, the so-called slack time does not mean that they can really relax. It is like in the later generations that when it snows, they can stay at home, cross their legs on the kang, chat about some things, and then get tired of talking. The days of eating, drinking after eating, and sleeping after drinking were, for the peasants of the Han Dynasty, they dared not even dream about it.

  For the farmers of Dahan, the slack is just that they do less work, and they don’t have to go from dawn to dark in the fields. From a lot of work to less work, it is considered slack.

In winter, although the fields are covered with snow and there is no need to plow, the house needs to be repaired, the fence needs to be strengthened, the vegetable field behind the yard may need to be reorganized, and the wasteland at the foot of the mountain also needs to be repaired Otherwise, after the beginning of spring, the weeds will grow wildly, and the sweat that has been put in for the cultivation of new fields for a year will most likely be in vain.

  Although the weather was cold, the farmer still took his two children to the wasteland with tools on his back.

   To turn wasteland into fields is more than just setting fire to it.

  That method could still be used in ancient times, but not now.

  Because although overfire can kill the weeds and insects on the soil surface, it has little effect on the grass roots and insect eggs deep in the soil.

Digging the ground can not only expose the eggs and bugs deep in the soil and freeze them to death in the cold winter, but also because there are a lot of gravel at the foot of the mountain, some of which are large and small on the surface, but more In the soil, if these stones are not removed, the roots of Zhuanghe will not stand, and naturally they will not grow well.

  The father dug up the ground, digging deep, and dug out the stones. Then the older children who followed behind him picked up big stones, and the younger children picked up small stones. Every time they filled a basket, they dumped it on the field ridge. Although the weather was cold, the three of them were still dripping with sweat and steaming.

I don't know how long it took, anyway, when the three of them were covered in mud from head to toe, and both adults and children were a little unsteady, the father stopped and looked at the completed and unfinished land , finally looked at the sky, and then spit out a vague syllable from the nasal cavity.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't spoken for too long, or maybe his throat was dry and full of dust, which made the father's words so vague that it was impossible to hear what he said, but the two children could understand what it meant, and they Holding the basket unsteadily, he followed behind his father, sat on the ridge of the field, put on the straw sandals, gasped for a moment, and walked back along the path.

   Straw sandals cannot be used to work in the fields. If it is not cold, they would not even be willing to wear straw sandals.

  A peasant woman was standing at the intersection, wearing a dress that obviously didn't fit very well, and behind her was a small shadow, with a runny nose, tugging at her mother's robe.

  After seeing the father and son, the woman showed some smiles, and then touched the heads of the two children. The family gathered together and walked back to their home.

   When he saw his home, the father, who had been tired all day, couldn't help showing some gratified smiles. This house with a front yard and a backyard, and a house with half stone and half wood, is his glory. Back then, his wife was willing to marry him because he had such a somewhat similar family...

   After grabbing some residual snow, rubbing hands and face a little, and removing a little bit of mud that got in the way, I have completed my cleaning work. Anyway, I have to go to the field tomorrow, so it is useless to clean it up.

  The woman took some grass roots that she had collected sparsely in her hands, and went to the house to light a fire and prepare to cook dinner. Holding the cauldron, he untied the grain jar hanging on the beam of the house, scooped half a spoonful of miscellaneous grains from it, then looked back at the husband and child sitting at the door of the room, thought for a while, and spooned it out of the jar again come out one o'clock...

  The smell of food spread in the house, and the flames were jumping, which also brought some warmth to the family.

For most ordinary people nowadays, the word "rice" is noble, and it can only be expected during the Chinese New Year, while on weekdays, there are more "porridge", either thicker or thicker. Just rarer.

   Even worse, there is no porridge at all.

  According to the custom, the woman makes a bowl of the thickest one for her husband, then the two children, and finally herself and the youngest child.

  Work more and get more, work less and get less.

  The simplest and most simple distribution method.

  『Today…』My father held the bowl, frowning slightly, 『It seems like you cooked a little too much? 』

  『Well, it’s overcooked...today is the second son’s birthday... 』The woman looked at the second child, 『It snowed a lot in that year...』

  Among the flames and heat, the father's eyes softened a little, and then he called the second child over, and took out a little more food from his own bowl, "Eat well, grow up well..."

  Besides the word "well", my father doesn't seem to have, and doesn't know, any other blessings.

After eating the porridge in the bowl, the woman added some water to the cauldron. While there was still some fire, she scraped the remaining food residue into the soup and divided it up again. Everyone gushed and drank it. It's almost dinner.

  Sitting by the fire, enjoying the warmth of the embers, the father asked the second child, "Second son, what do you want for your birthday?" 』

  『Father…』The second child hesitated for a moment, and then said under the encouraging eyes of his mother, 「I, I want...want to study...」

"what? ’ Father frowned, ‘What do you want? 』

  『I, I...』 The child's voice gradually became weaker, but he still said it out, "I... want to read..."

  『We have no books. Even if there are books, you can't understand..." said the father, and then sighed, "You can't afford to read either. Books, books are very expensive, very expensive...why do you want to read? Isn't it okay to be a bamboo horse like my brother? 』

"I can ask a bachelor of agriculture for advice..." The second son raised his head, looked at his father, took a burnt log, and scratched it on the ground, "He taught me, he is willing to teach me...Father, I will There are several words, father, look, this word is "home", which is the place where we live...Look, this is the roof, then the wall, and then the livestock place, this is a home...』

  『The Bachelor of Agriculture taught you? 』The father tilted his head, looking at the words written crookedly on the ground by the second son. He couldn't read it, but it looked like a word.

"Ok! ’The second son’s face showed some brilliance, like a color called hope, ‘Agronomy also said that I’m smart…’

  Father watched, silent for a long time, and finally sighed, "But we...we don't have money...can't afford books...can't afford...can we get something else?" 』

  The brilliance on the face of the second son gradually faded, and then his head slowly lowered, "...no need, father...forget it..."

  The afterglow of the firepit disappeared little by little, and the family gathered together to warm each other.

   Before dawn, my father opened his eyes, sat up, turned his head to look, and then quietly got up...

  『Husband…』

Father paused for a moment, and then whispered, "I'll pick some firewood and go to the city... In this weather, someone will definitely buy firewood... If someone buys it, he will have money... That is, go to the mountains a few more times, get more firewood." After chopping firewood a few times, it’s…”

   "The field at the foot of the mountain..." the woman asked.

  The father turned his head to look at his child, and then turned back again, "Wait until I come back, just wait until I come back, just make it a little later... It's really not going to work... forget it..."

  『No, I’ll go to the field...』 said the woman, 『I’ll take the children there, and they can make them all out! 』

"you? Your bones...can you do it...」

  『It’s okay...as long as, as long as the second son can live well in the future...』

  (end of this chapter)