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Chapter 29 Waterwheel Drawings
Jiang Zhao greeted Simubai and Wei Xiang and went back to the room.

After returning to the room, Jiang Zhao picked up the pen and began to write and draw on the paper, not knowing what he was doing.

Jiang Zhao didn't come out of the room until Sanniang knocked on the door and called her to finish eating.

After Jiang Zhao came out, she saw that everyone was waiting for her to have dinner together.

She said with some embarrassment: "Sorry, I'm late."

"If I come out late in the future, you can have dinner first without waiting for me."

Sanniang smiled and said: "Young Master Jiang concentrates on his studies, it doesn't matter if we wait."

After Jiang Zhao took her seat, Sanniang handed her the prepared meal.

During dinner, everyone had different thoughts, and no one spoke.

Zhang Yougen was thinking that tomorrow he had to get up early to turn over his field that had been abandoned for many years, and then go to the market to buy some seeds to sow.

But Sanniang was thinking that the food at home was enough, but now that Master Wu has taken back the leased land, they have to pay taxes, so the food will not be enough.

But Jiang Zhao, Si Mubai and others are still at home, and they are about to take the imperial examination, so they must not eat too badly.

Jiang Zhao feels that Zhang Yougen's family is very strange today. Usually, everyone eats with a bowl, but today they want to bury their faces in the bowl and eat very quickly.

She glanced at Si Mubai, and Si Mubai also looked back, it seemed that he also felt a little strange.

"Brother Dagen, what's the matter with you?" Jiang Zhao asked curiously.

Hearing Jiang Zhao's words, Zhang Yougen was a little confused, and raised his head from the bowl: "Ah? It's nothing."

Jiang Zhao smiled: "Brother Dagen, your face is almost buried in the bowl."

"Besides, eating so fast is not good for the spleen and kidneys. It's better to eat slowly."

Zhang Yougen nodded honestly: "Oh, okay."

Although he said so, the movements of his hands did not slow down.

For some reason, Jiang Zhao always felt that the food in their bowls was different from the food in the bowls of the four of them.

But because it was dark, only one candle was lit in the whole room, so Jiang Zhao couldn't see clearly.

After finally finishing dinner, Sanniang packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash.

Jiang Zhao pretended to be walking in the yard, and glanced into the kitchen from time to time.

When Sanniang was washing the dishes, she put all the unfinished rice in their bowls into one bowl, then scraped in the pot, combined all the leftover rice, mixed with pickles, and served to her in-laws' room.

Jiang Zhao secretly followed her, and when she arrived, several people were humbly offering the bowl of "leftover rice" in the room.

"San Niang, you can eat, we two old wretches and old men, there is no need to eat, you eat, so that we can add a fat boy to our old Zhang family."

"Grandmother, you and your father-in-law are both so old, you can just eat it. Sanniang is still young, so just eat some bran."

The three of them gave in to each other in the room, but in the end Sanniang's parents-in-law couldn't hold back Sanniang, and ate the bowl of clean rice without a single grain left. What a farmer fears most is wasting food.

After eating, San Niang wanted to take the bowls to the kitchen to wash, but his parents-in-law warned: "Don't let the young masters know that the food at home is about to run out, otherwise the young masters will not stay at home. gone."

Sanniang nodded: "Don't worry, mother-in-law."

After all, let's go to the kitchen.

Jiang Zhao hurried back to the yard and continued to pretend to take a walk.

When Sanniang passed the yard, she smiled at her.

Jiang Zhao returned to the room, feeling extremely guilty.

She also wrote "Compassion for Farmers" in Jingshui Building, and she also taught others not to waste food. When it was her turn, she didn't practice it well, and she was really ashamed.

Jiang Zhao picked up the pen and continued to finish the picture that was not finished in the afternoon.

On the second day, Jiang Zhao came to Si Mubai and showed him the picture he had drawn the night before.

After Si Mubai looked at it, he looked at Jiang Zhao in shock.

His usual expression management is very good. Most of the time, he has a gentle and warm smile. This is the first time Jiang Zhao has seen such an out-of-control situation.

Si Mubai looked at the picture carefully, and then said with emotion: "How can you have so many wonderful ideas in your mind?"

Jiang Zhao smiled modestly and said, "It's just some heresy."

But Si Mubai shook his head seriously: "This is not heresy. If this thing is promoted, it can double the grain production of our Tianyu Dynasty."

"If it is popularized, it is indeed possible, but the cost of this product is too expensive, and I am afraid it will be difficult to promote." Jiang Zhao drew the structure diagram of the waterwheel.

According to the prices in this world, Jiang Zhao did a rough calculation, and the cost of a waterwheel extending fifty miles would be 1 taels of silver.

However, the picture Jiang Zhao drew is a small waterwheel, and Zhang Yougen's field is not that far from the water source, so the cost will be much cheaper.

But it's not something the Zhang family can bear.

Jiang Zhao was a little worried. The picture came out, but she didn't have the money to make it.

At this time, Si Mubai said: "Once this thing is taken out, it will definitely cause a sensation in the entire Tianyu Dynasty."

"If my virtuous brother brings this blueprint to your majesty, your majesty will definitely reward you with great kindness, gold, silver and treasure, and you will be promoted to a higher position."

Jiang Zhao smiled wryly and shook his head: "Brother Mubai, stop joking. If I show this blueprint, I'm afraid the Minister of the Household Department will be the first to stand up and criticize me."

"Is it because the cost of this thing is too high?" Although it was only a blueprint, Si Mubai could already see that the waterwheel might cost a lot.

Jiang Zhao nodded: "A water truck with an extension of [-] miles can only provide water supply for a village, but the cost is no less than [-] taels."

"If all the farming land of the Tianyu Dynasty had to be equipped with waterwheels, it would probably cost millions of taels."

Hearing that a million taels is rich as Si Mubai, he can't help but click his tongue.

The cost of this waterwheel is indeed too expensive. The Tianyu Dynasty established its country by force, and the treasury relies on war to support war.

The wealth brought by peacetime wars may be enough to run the entire Tianyu Dynasty, but the cost of the waterwheel is too expensive, and it needs to be maintained and repaired frequently, which is far from what the current Tianyu Dynasty can afford.

"Since that's the case, what's the purpose of drawing this blueprint?" Si Mubai couldn't help asking.

Since the cost of the waterwheel is so expensive, why draw his blueprint?

(End of this chapter)