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Chapter 31 Zulong: Good guy, you are really filial to me.

Fortunately, I usually do a little bit of everything. Although I am not proficient, do you need to proficient in Daqin?

unnecessary!

Because, this is a blank world, what you created and what you don’t have in this world, that is the finest!

Unique, that is extremely fine!

It's that simple!

The next morning, Feng Zheng immediately returned to the palace.

"My minister Feng Zheng, pay homage to Your Majesty."

"Well, I went to the garden one day yesterday?"

"Report to your Majesty, that's right."

Feng Zheng replied, "The garden that Your Majesty has given me also has fertile land, so my subordinates dare not neglect it."

As he said that, Feng Zheng couldn't help but swallowed a yawn.

I was so tired last night that I was busy until late at night. Until now, I have only slept for four or five hours.

Of course, he is still different from these people from Daqin.

People from Daqin can sleep about eleven hours a day, or even more, in winter, they can sleep for fourteen hours.

This is normal, because there were no electric lights in ancient times, and wax fire was an extra cost, so everyone would go to bed when they were in a dark state.

Few people only sleep for eight hours, or even six hours.

Of course, Qin Shihuang was also a sleepless person. There were many factors in his body that were all achieved.

After all, less sleep and poor sleep are completely different situations.

"ah……"

Ying Zheng couldn't help but look at the bamboo slips and whispered.

It doesn't matter if he hits like this. Feng Zheng on the side couldn't help it, and he seemed to be infected. He couldn't help it in an instant, and he beat it haha.

kindness?

kindness?

Ying Zheng was stunned, and Feng Zheng was also stunned.

[Cao, I really didn't want to hit haha. I couldn't help it when I saw you hit...]

Feng Zhengxin said, [Who told me to look at the garden and the ground yesterday, and to assign tasks to make paper and guns. I survived until the middle of the night...]

Haha, this kid yawned and complained about me?

Ying Zheng then rolled his eyes on him and asked, "Guardian?"

"Your Majesty, I am here."

"No matter how you look at you, you're not in good spirits?"

"Your Majesty, I thought of my deceased father yesterday and couldn't help but feel a little difficult to fall asleep..."

When Feng Zheng heard this, he smacked his lips, deliberately rubbed the tip of his nose, and cried when he wanted to speak.

[The grass, I can't squeeze out tears... Is it pretty similar, right?]

Am I fucking?

When Ying Zheng heard this, he immediately looked dark.

You really know this lie?

You dare to talk nonsense with your dead father, you are so filial to the sky!

"Is that so? You are filial, or is it better..."

Ying Zheng looked at him and said, "But don't delay the work of the court guards."

"promise."

After hearing this, Feng Zheng nodded immediately, "My ministers are afraid and will never dare to delay His Majesty's important affairs."

【Today is not a day to go to court, let’s talk about it, I don’t know much about it myself…】

Feng Zhengxin said, [However, when I build the gun, I will probably be a little invincible.]

kindness?

gun?

After hearing this, Ying Zheng couldn't help but feel curious.

Could this Feng Zheng be a good player in spite of guns?

I can't tell this little arms and legs.

After he built the gun, I want to see what he is, "Little Invincible".

"well……"

Ying Zheng looked at the scroll in his hand and couldn't help but sigh, "I can't find it again... I searched everywhere in Qin, but I couldn't find a good iron ore? I sent out thousands of people, but I actually

There is only a little bit of gain! In this way, how can I, Daqin, build an iron-armored army that swept the world?"

What?

Hearing Ying Zheng's words, Feng Zheng was stunned, [Iron? Yes, in this era, the iron production is far from enough...]

[The weapons used by the entire Qin Dynasty, hundreds of thousands of troops, seem to be bronze weapons.]

[The idea of ​​Qin Shihuang wanted to build an iron-armored army. If it was built, it would probably only take 30,000 to 50,000 yuan to completely guard Hangu Pass. Then the army that restored the six eastern countries would not be able to break through.

Come in.]

[But it's a pity, first you can't find the iron ore, secondly, you don't know how to smelter on a large scale...]

kindness?

After hearing Feng Zheng's words, Ying Zheng was stunned.

This kid is talking about it...

However, this iron ore is much better than not!

As for iron, it can be refined into steel every time, while iron and stone can be refined into iron only about one-third.

Of course, this is when the technology is good. If it is in ancient times when smelting technology is underdeveloped, basically only 100% or 20% of the iron can be smelted out by iron ore.

Therefore, the problem facing Daqin is that, first, the scale of iron ore is too small and the total reserves found are low.

Second, the efficiency of smelting steel is very low, and the amount of iron produced is naturally small.

Third, the quality of steel is very low. Even a rare iron tool cannot be compared with modern steel at all.

Therefore, in the Qin and Han dynasties, there were too few iron tools.

The hardness of copper is much worse than that of iron.

Basically, if you fight a bronze, it is normal for your weapon to be bent four or five times.

But iron won't.

Iron, sharp and hard.

If there was an army of iron castings in this era, it would be invincible!

kindness?

yes……

Ying Zheng suddenly had an idea in his mind.

Feng Zheng, even I may die in a year, knows that since that is the case, does he know if there is any iron ore in Daqin?

For a moment, Ying Zheng seemed to feel that his idea was a bit whimsical and unrealistic.

No matter how this is, iron ore is not a strategic guess and can be known.

I am afraid that this will be miners for generations and then searching all the mountains and rivers to know one thing or another?

However, even so, Ying Zheng still wanted to ask one or two questions in his heart.

Nothing else, what if?

"Feng Zheng..."
Chapter completed!
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