After Dao's one-day training, Ren Baqian dragged his exhausted body back to Pingle Garden with the "treasure sword".
"I should give you a name." Ren Baqian thought about it, Ruyi Golden Hoop Knife? Should it be called Longevity Knife
Ren Baqian grinned, that's a good name, it can grow and become longer, it's called Longevity Knife.
Ren Baqian felt that he needed a physics laboratory, and this knife definitely couldn't be sent to a medicine laboratory. It's a pity that I don't have money now, so I don't need to think about the physics laboratory. I can't build it with 20 million yuan. Even if I can, he doesn't plan to spend all the money. For the time being, I just need to know how to use this knife, and wait for it to be listed. In the future, when you have money, consider researching this knife.
The next morning, Ren Baqian happily went to the imperial kitchen to find Steward Gou, and then went to the next hall.
The imperial dining room is divided into two parts, one part is where he usually goes to be responsible for the empress' meals, and now he is also responsible for the meals here.
The other part is in charge of meals for maids, female officers and guards.
It is also there that animals need to be slaughtered in the palace every day.
When I got there, I saw two giant sheep ready to be slaughtered, a wild boar and a crooked ox. In this world, the wild boar is called the black-faced lord, and the crooked ox is similar to a buffalo, smaller than the horned ox, and not as good at running like the horned ox.
"Use this knife to kill" Ren Baqian handed the broken knife to the person who was going to kill the livestock, and the other side looked like Ren Fucheng, are you kidding me? This knife doesn't even have a point, and it's so short...
In the end, he stabbed and slaughtered with a knife specially designed for killing livestock, and Ren Baqian soaked all the broken knives in the basin of blood.
It sucked up all the blood of four animals within an hour, which surprised the people around. In the past, the blood of one animal could fill a large basin, but now it was all gone.
Ren Baqian didn't explain a word, and returned to Pingle Garden with the knife in his hand. As he thought "long, long, long", he saw that the knife grew from half a foot to six feet long, that is, two meters.
Ren Baqian held the long knife and pointed upwards, and suddenly felt like Sephiroth, without the long flowing hair and the leather windbreaker.
Not to mention, this knife looks a bit generous when it is a short knife, but when it becomes a long knife, it looks a bit like a horse-chopping knife.
But this time Ren Baqian also found a problem, that is, the knife sucked the blood of four livestock, and the length was not satisfactory.
You must know that the blood I spilled at the beginning made it directly three feet long.
And the blood of the four livestock was released to absorb all the blood, and it was only six feet away. If so, the effect seemed not as great as I thought.
Could it be that only human blood is effective? Could it be that only one's own blood is effective? Ren Baqian was startled when he thought of this idea.
If you think about it carefully, the usefulness of this knife is indeed a little weak. You can only slaughter four livestock in the palace in one day to reach six feet. At least one foot should be reserved for next time. It's only about ten catties at a time, more than three thousand catties of iron a year, which is better than nothing.
Unless they are sent to a slaughtering and processing factory, but there is no such thing as a slaughtering and processing factory in this world, they are all slaughtered in private. Do you want to build a processing plant outside the city
If you really want to play the role of this longevity knife, you can only do so.
Another question is that if the knife is not severed, it will shorten after a period of time. I don't know why. Is it because the blood absorbed by the knife disappears over time? Or is it actually adding other aspects of the blade? Such as hardness.
Ren Baqian thought he could try it.
Shorten the blade, and the blade becomes half a foot long again, and the weight is also reduced, which is about the same weight as when the blade was broken before.
However, the blade seems to be a little longer than before the blood sucking.
Ren Baqian gestured with his fingers, and it seemed that it was indeed a little longer, about one centimeter.
It seems that with the blood sucking knife, even if the broken knife is not connected back, it can grow back. I just don't know if it will suffer from kidney deficiency if it grows so long and then cuts off all the time.
After some experimentation, Ren Baqian put the knife away carefully, and then received the news that the bricks had been fired, and His Majesty sent him to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
When Ren Baqian arrived at the Hall of Mental Cultivation, there were already two people standing there, one was Tong Zhenye, and the other had never been seen before, only later did he know that it was Gongcao Si Shaoqing. Bricks and cement were first intervened by the Military Weapons Department. After all, the Jingtian Furnace was also managed by the Military Weapons Department. Now the firing of cement and clay bricks is under the responsibility of the Gongcao Department.
And in front of Tong Zhenye were a few bricks, which are artifacts of street fighting.
"Cheng Ren, do you think this is right?" Tong Zhenye said after Ren Baqian saw the ceremony.
Ren Baqian raised his head to look at the Empress, and then looked at the bricks with joy on his face. They felt very good in the hand, smooth on the surface, and heavy in weight. It is not as rough as modern red bricks, because there is no coal ash inside. Although it is more troublesome to fire in this way, the quality is the best, and it will not break for hundreds of years.
Breaking the bricks into pieces, I saw that the inside is also very dense, unlike the red bricks with soot added, which are black inside.
Ren Baqian laughed after careful inspection: "That's it. It's much easier to burn bricks and use cement than to mine and polish rocks."
Several other people also nodded, that is indeed the case.
"That's how it is. The Ministry of Industry hastened its time to burn this kind of bricks and cement to build a glass factory. If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask Renfu Cheng." The empress nodded.
Several people all took orders.
Ren Baqian went back to Pingle Garden again, took out the blueprint of the earthen kiln and handed it to Tong Zhenye, the speed of burning bricks and cement in the current earthen furnace is too slow, and the quantity is too small.
If it wasn't for Dayao's current reliance on wood for firing, Ren Baqian would prefer to make a rotary kiln, which would greatly increase the speed of burning bricks and cement.
"It's better to put the earthen kiln a little farther away, it's a good place to get the clay." Ren Baqian advised.
"Why?" Tong Zhenye asked curiously. It was much easier to transport clay than bricks, and then most of the artisans would have lived there, and food and other supplies would have been more laborious to transport.
In this way, the consumption of materials and manpower will be much greater.
"Otherwise, after a few years, a large amount of burned floating objects will be suspended in the air, and you won't even be able to see the stars when you look up." Ren Baqian spread his hands. It is short of calling out the slogan that everyone is responsible for protecting the environment and leaving a clear blue sky for future generations.
He didn't want to open his eyes every day for more than ten or twenty years to see a haze, like a fairyland.
But Tong Zhenye is still hard to understand, after all, people in this world have never seen what air pollution is.
"Follow what Ren Fucheng said." The Empress decided, Ren Baqian had much more knowledge than them in this regard.
Only then did Tong Zhenye nod in response.
Then Tong Zhenye looked at Ren Baqian with an extremely strange look, which made Ren Baqian hairy all over.
"What's wrong?" Ren Baqian didn't know why.
"I've heard Tong Lan say something about Renfu Cheng's matter. Renfu Cheng's shamelessness is quite like the old man's demeanor." Tong Zhenye stroked his beard with an expression of admiration. But any fool could see the contempt in his eyes.
A few days ago His Majesty recruited Tong Lan into the palace, saying it was a training partner, Tong Zhenye didn't think much about it. Regardless of Tonglan's young age, it is still no problem to hit three or five Ren Baqian with one hand.
But when Tongfu was eating, he asked casually, and after hearing what happened in the afternoon from Tonglan, he immediately sprayed it.
Not to mention him, even the other people in Tongfu were shocked.
In front of His Majesty, or facing a ten-year-old child, to be so shameless. Not only did he dare to mention the brothel, but he was also able to threaten him by saying that he would not pay back the money, which is simply an eye-opener.
"Where, Xiaguan is far inferior to Mr. Tong." Ren Baqian immediately looked humble.