Into Unscientific Chapter 108

  Chapter 108 Donkey: I bear a burden that I shouldn't have

   "What? You want this meat?"

  Hearing Zhang San's words, Xu Yun's left hand paused slightly.

  After regaining his senses, he immediately pushed the bamboo basket in front of Zhang San:

   "Hey, if you want to eat it, you can eat it, what can you change it for?

  Half-sized children eat poor old people, so they need to add more oil and water to grow taller. "

   "That's not okay."

  Zhang San took the bamboo basket and shook his head seriously:

   "I made money by exchanging white flour for meat, how can I make you lose more food out of thin air?

  Although you don't get paid, you still have to do some work with me. If you can't eat enough, how can you have the strength to work? "

   As he spoke, he quickly broke the steamed cake in his hand into two halves, and handed one of the steamed cakes which was obviously too big to Xu Yun.

  Looking at this little worker who looks carefree but actually has his own values, Xu Yun sighed slightly.

  If Mr. Luo in later generations sees this situation, he wonders if he will continue Zhang San's path of an outlaw lunatic.

   Seeing Zhang San's firm attitude, Xu Yun had no choice but to stop evading.

   took the half of the steamed cake, dipped it into the rice porridge, and asked while eating:

   "Third brother, is the morning food for servants in every mansion in Bianjing like ours?"

   "How is that possible?"

   Zhang Sanmei happily picked up a piece of fat meat, stuffed it into his mouth with pickles, and muttered at the same time:

   "Our master is famously kind-hearted, and the food for his servants is the best.

   But having said that, although other mansions are not as generous as ours, they are not much different.

  At least. At least three meals a day, totaling up to half a tael, there are still some fat pigs. "

  Xu Yun nodded thoughtfully.

  Generally speaking.

  The farmer's small fried pork for 25 yuan a plate in ordinary local restaurants, the weight before putting into the pot is about 3 taels, and the international recommended standard adult meat is 200 grams, which is 4 taels.

  As for the "Dietary Guidelines for Local Residents 2016", don't mention it. The recommended annual meat intake for local adults is 40-75 grams. The controversy has never stopped since the beginning.

all in all.

  Compared to the intake of adults in later generations, Da Song's minimum 25 grams of meat is already quite a lot.

   As for the source of providing this guaranteed meat

   Obviously not because the host is kind, but because the basic economic strength is strong.

  In his previous life, when Xu Yun was writing a book "Wu Fan's Disappearance Manual", he happened to check some information:

  For example, the yield per mu in the Song Dynasty was 225 catties, which was 30% more than that in the Tang Dynasty. With the addition of commercial taxes and sea trade, the economic level of the Song Dynasty reached a fairly developed level.

  But what Xu Yun wondered was

   Such a big country, why did it die suddenly?

   In another twenty-seven years, the Jin army will break through this prosperous capital and bring about a humiliating tragedy.

  The mountains and rivers were broken, and the country fell.

   Song Huizong and Song Qinzong were taken away.

  The queen could not bear the humiliation and chose to commit suicide. The former noble concubine became a prostitute, and the Northern Song Dynasty was completely destroyed.

  I only have more than a year now, do I have the opportunity to do something?

be honest.

  If it was the end of the Ming Dynasty, the end of the Han Dynasty, and the end of the Tang Dynasty, let alone more than a year, if you give Xu Yun ten years, I am afraid that the outcome will not be changed.

  Because a person's ability is limited, the above examples have reached a point of no hope in the last years.

  A person is precisely a person who has no power and power, and basically has no possibility of turning the tables.

  But the current dynasty is a bit special, its death is very controversial and sudden.

  It can be said that looking at the entire history of human civilization, no matter ancient or modern, Chinese and foreign, the series of operations such as the Northern Song Dynasty is unique in all ages, and even Byzantium is better than the Northern Song Dynasty-Konstantine XI died for the country anyway.

  Although the Song Dynasty was criticized not only for the emperor but also for party disputes, Cai Jing, Bai Shizhong, Li Bangyan, and Zhang Bangchang could all be regarded as treacherous officials.

  But the treachery of these people is far from the point of subjugation, at least the hearts of the people in the Northern Song Dynasty are there.

   Otherwise, it would be impossible for the Yue Fei Rebel Army to be formed later, and it would be impossible to pull up an army of 400,000, actually 220,000 in the Battle of Fuping.

   It is precisely because of this that the golden man later boasted:

  "Since ancient times, all the exhausted dynasties have been destroyed, and only this dynasty has destroyed the strong and prosperous Song Dynasty"

  Therefore, compared with other dynasties, Xu Yun may not have no chance to rescue it if it is done properly.

   If it's really not possible, before leaving, let's make a fool of the metaphysics master Song Qinzong, and write another poem by the way. If you can add a second, it's a second.

Of course.

  These are things that need to be considered in the future. At present, Xu Yun's top priority is not to aim too high, but to establish a firm foothold first.

  Then he thought about it, and said to Zhang San who was still swallowing food:

   "Third Brother, let me ask you something again."

   Zhang San was currently sipping rice and water. Hearing this, he quickly put down the small bowl, and wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve:

   "What's the matter?"

  Xu Yun deliberately put on an expression of ignorance, and asked Zhang San:

   "What happened to the stone pillar by the well before?"

   Zhang San didn't know, so he glanced at him:

   "What's going on? Isn't it just sending water to the master's bedroom?"

  Xu Yun thought for a while, stretched his hands and made a gesture, and said:

   "Look, the water well is at least thirty or forty feet long from the master's courtyard, right?

  The pipe of the stone pillar is nearly one foot wide. How much of the water we poured can flow to the master?

   If the rest don't arrive, aren't they wasted? "

   "Ham, tell me about this."

  Zhang San waved his hand indifferently, and explained:

   "Actually, I also asked Sister Yuelian at the beginning, I thought there was another well under the master's house, and the water we poured flowed obliquely.

  Later, Sister Yuelian told me that the pipe was flat and was buried less than half a foot underground, but there was something added inside that could **** water and go to the master. "

  Xu Yun was shocked, and quickly put on a naive look, knowingly asked:

   "Things that can absorb water? Could it be a talisman given by a fairy?"

  Zhang San shook his head and said:

   "It's not a talisman, it's something our master tinkered with. I don't know what it's called, but I saw it once when I replaced it last time."

  Xu Yun hurriedly asked:

   "What does that thing look like?"

  Zhang San picked up the biscuit and took another bite, recalling:

   "That thing is about a foot long and half a foot thick, like a round pillar.

   It seems that the master specially hired someone to build it, saying that with it, water can be sucked through it.

  By the way, do you still remember the millstone outside the house where you lived? "

  Xu Yun was still brainstorming the structure of the object, so he subconsciously said:

   "Remember, it's just outside my house."

  Zhang San nodded:

  “When we pour water, the millstone outside the house will be pulled by a donkey. There is a rope under the millstone, which is connected to something that can absorb water.

  As soon as the donkey pulls the mill, the thing will start to work. It is said that the donkey will do the power, and we can just pour water into it. "

  Xu Yun pondered for a moment, and finally realized:

   "No wonder Miss Yuelian came from the direction of my house, so she went to check the millstone first?"

   While thinking about it, Zhang San suddenly recalled a certain detail:

   "By the way, there is one more thing!"

"what's up?"

"The last time they disassembled that thing, I saw someone stuffed a few palm-sized discs into it. One side of those discs was flat, but there were many thin blades inserted into the other side. It's weird!"

   "Disc? Blade?"

  Xu Yun was taken aback when he heard the words, then thought of something, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a word came out:

   "Fuck, self-priming pump?"

  (end of this chapter)

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