After reading the book review, I burst out laughing....

Brothers, you're a bit of a big brain...

No matter how awesome King Runan is, he can't enter the inner garden of the palace and Miao Guifei all at once!

And the tanuki looking for the prince... I can only say, I didn't expect you to win. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There's really something going on inside, and you can see a rough idea if you look closely. Merely..... Wait!

The reason why it didn't break is because the plot hasn't been pushed to that point, it's just a "pit" like the Dengzhou battalion.

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Cheng Yi was a little stunned with a sledgehammer, and said in his heart, what are you tossing about? A good piece of "mud" in a boxy boxy, just shaped, you let me smash it?

However, since Tang Yi said it, let's smash it.

slammed down, Cheng Yi almost didn't die of pain, his two hands shook, and the sledgehammer just let go.

endured the pain and looked down, Cheng Yi was hit, am I so useless?

I saw that there was only a white mark left on the "clay tablet", and not even a piece of slag was gone.

Shen Kuo on the side didn't care whether Cheng Yi was in pain or not, he was overjoyed, quenched his spit on his hand, rubbed it, picked up the big hammer, and smashed it when it was round.

Well, he is not much better than Cheng Yi, and the sledgehammer has also taken off, and he only knocked out a white mark.

It's just that Shen Kuo was not annoyed at all, but shouted with joy: "God! ”

Tang Yi nodded with satisfaction, the cement of this specification is already qualified.

Turning his head to look at the stunned Cheng Yi, "Do you know what's the use?" ”

Cheng Yi didn't answer, still staring at the clay tablet in a daze.

He was thinking, how could it be that in just a few moments, the mud had become stone!?

Tang Yi said: "I'll settle the account for you!" ”

"The current market price of green bricks used to build houses is about 10 cents a piece; The bricks used to build a city are larger than those used to build a house, and the cost is several times higher, costing dozens of yuan. ”

"Strip stone, from mining to smashing and shaping, to transportation, a series of costs are higher than green bricks."

"And this cement is made from clay that can be dug everywhere and lime, which is very common. The coal of the kiln is also very cheap, a kiln is thousands of catties, and the cost is not more than 100 yuan. ”

"You calculate, how many bricks and stones can be topped by such a kiln?"

Cheng Yi was even more speechless.

Tang Yi continued: "You think this is useless mud, but if you think about it, cement is very easy to burn, extremely easy to use, and can be poured in any size and shape. If this thing is promoted, how much cost can be saved by the people of the Great Song Dynasty to build cities, roads, and houses? And how much more efficiency? So, what will this inconspicuous mud change our lives into? ”

Cheng Yi nodded slowly, turned his head and bowed to Tang Yishen.

"The students are taught!"

He felt that he really underestimated Tang Yi and underestimated this mud.

Tang Yi shook his head and didn't accept it.

"You still don't understand what I mean."

"How?" Cheng Yi was puzzled.

"The key to what I'm talking about is not how powerful the so-called cement is."

"What's that?"

"It's the man behind the cement."

Tang Yi said solemnly: "Have you ever thought about a question, if this cement is not made by me, but an ordinary potter......"

Cheng Yi was silent, he still didn't understand what Tang Yi meant, and even Shen Kuo and a few potters on the side lowered their heads and pondered what Tang Yi was going to say.

"I'll ask you."

"You say, compared with a scholar who lives in a temple or a potter who invented cement, which one of them brings greater benefits to the people of the Great Song Dynasty?"

Potters, of course.

Cheng Yi is not stupid, even if he looks down on the potter, he has to admit that the changes that cement can bring to the Great Song Dynasty are almost unimaginable.

"It's a potter!" Cheng Yi finally generously admitted.

"Then why do people only remember Wenchen and only respect the literati, but never care about a potter?"

......

Cheng Yi couldn't answer, and the things he had grown up in college only told him to respect Confucianism, but he never said that he had to respect potters.

In fact, not only is there no knowledge that Cheng Yi has learned, but there seems to be no in all the classics from ancient times to the present.

It's just that......

Shouldn't the potter be respected? Cheng Yi was suspicious.

He invented cement and changed the lives of all people!

Tang Yi saw that he was silent, and said: "Let me make another analogy, if a farmer cultivates a seed that can double the grain yield, although he is a farmer, then is he worthy of being remembered and praised by us?" ”

"Worth it, right?" Cheng Yi said with a humble heart.

This may be the first time that he has grown so old and violated the Confucianism and Taoism he has learned.

Tang Yi nodded, "Don't say it, just say that we are now." ”

"In Jinghu Road Yingshan, there is a bookstore engraver named Bi Sheng, he invented a movable type printing technique, although the process is not mature, but once perfected, and then promoted, his technology can reduce the current book printing cost to an incredible point. At that time, even ordinary people could afford to buy books and read words. ”

Tang Yi paused when he said this.

"You say, is such a person who has benefited all scholars and made indelible contributions to culture and education worthy of our memory? Is it worth a lifetime? ”

"It's worth it!" Shen Kuo interjected. "Where are the others? I thank him on behalf of the people who read the world! ”

Tang Yi sighed sadly: "It's late! ”

"Late?"

"He died five years ago, and no one knows about him until he dies!"

Cheng Yi raised his head violently, his heart was enlightened, but he was not clear.

"What the hell is the oracle trying to say?"

Tang Yi smiled, "It doesn't matter what I want to say, what matters is how you feel in your heart now." ”

"In this world, there are not only scholars, but also potters and Bi Sheng, including those soldiers who eat and live with you now."

"You probably don't know yet, do you? On the Quang Nam Road, they used a battalion of troops to block the onslaught of Nong Zhigao's 5,000 troops, saving the lives of nearly 10,000 people of the Quang Nam Army. You say, they are cheap troops? Or is it a hero? ”

Cheng Yi pondered, and the feeling in his heart gradually became clear.

Tang Yi finally added to the fire and said: "Everyone has a reason to be remembered, it has nothing to do with his background, only what they have done." ”

"Go back and think about it, think through these things, and rub them into your knowledge, maybe then you can really become a 'saint'"

Cheng Yi was embarrassed, "I didn't want to be a saint......"

Tang Yi kicked his ass.

"If you don't really do this, you won't be able to become a saint!"

Cheng Yi smiled, "Then I'll go back and fold the 'tofu cubes'." ”

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave, but remembered something and bowed to a few potters on the side.

"Several masters have worked hard!"

The potters didn't know where to put it.

Tang Yi happily watched Cheng Yi walk away, and the sense of accomplishment in his heart was called a blast!

Cheng Dasheng!

That's what made me lame.

...... (To be continued.) )