Four Hundred and Twenty-One: Rebuilding Xiangyang County (5)

[Selling a daughter's little match]: The following is from Baidu. The bellows is a tool that is cast to blow wind and burn fire. Ｗｗ』Ｗ． 』ＬｉｅＷｅｎ． ＣｃIn "Laozi", there is a saying that the space between heaven and earth is like a bellows? It is empty but not bent, and it moves and produces more. There are unearthed portraits from the Han Dynasty. The bellows has three wooden rings, two round plates, and is covered with leather. The principle is similar to that of a bellows, but it should not be as good as a bellows, otherwise the old man would not answer like this.

[Selling a daughter's little match]: I checked Baidu. Baidu said that the double-acting piston bellows is the most important invention of China in terms of blowing technology, and it must be more advanced than the bellows!

If Jiang Pengji was the only one to toss this thing, she might spend a lot of time, but the audience in the live broadcast room worked together to greatly reduce the difficulty.

Double-acting piston bellows?

Jiang Pengji fell into deep thought.

What came to mind was not a bellows, but the teaching content of the basic mechanical course.

If the bellows were derived from the bellows, the two should have something in common.

She asked the old man if there was a bellows in the workshop, and then, under the old man's confused gaze, she studied the bellows over and over again.

"Hmm - I have a clue... This should be able to increase the temperature in the kiln and make it meet the conditions for firing bricks."

The old man saw her sitting on the ground, took out new bamboo paper and spread it on the ground, took charcoal blocks and drew, and his originally calm expression cracked in an instant - I didn't expect you to be such an unserious county magistrate! Instead of doing your job properly, why are you doing something strange and lewd?

The audience in the live broadcast room also said, anchor, you don't go to dominate the world obediently, what are you doing!

Anchor, if you steal other people's jobs again, the Mohist master will cry for you, do you believe it!

Here, Jiang Pengji was tossing around with what others saw as "strange and lewd skills", and her subordinates were already busy.

Luo Yue led 500 imperial guards to patrol everywhere. He not only had to pay attention to whether there were any threats from the outside world, but also to pay attention to the public security in the city.

Not to mention, the facts proved that Jiang Pengji had foresight. Luo Yue caught four or five human traffickers who wanted to steal children or force them to buy. At first, he could still maintain a calm expression and let people beat the illegal human traffickers according to the law and fine them.

Later, he directly arrested people and put them in the county jail. If no one stopped him, he would have drawn his sword and chopped them!

Damn bear, didn’t you see that they were already busy and wanted to hit their heads with their feet?

There were actually blind guys who bumped into them,

increasing the workload!

Luo Yue, who was crazy from overtime work, said that any scoundrel who destroyed the public security of the county should be damned!

In fact, Luo Yue’s situation was still good, and the other few were in a Shura field.

Qi Guanrang never liked to stand out, but household registration was not a trivial matter, and he had to take it seriously.

There are 50,000 or 60,000 people at most. If everyone is registered, how long will he have to work?

After two days of Shura Field, he didn't care about his demeanor and almost roared at Jiang Pengji.

Need people! Need people! Need people!

Important things should be said three times.

However, now there are 99 illiterate people out of 100 people, not to mention those who can write. Where can she find someone who can write for him?

Qi Guanrang opened his red eyes, bloodshot eyes, and lost his demeanor.

"I don't care, you have to give me people, or I will die in front of you!"

Jiang Pengji didn't dare to guess what realm this man had reached in his cultivation.

In order not to drive Qi Guanrang crazy, Jiang Pengji could only think of a way.

Perhaps it was God's blessing. When she saw Taxue serving her tea, she suddenly had an idea.

Excitedly, "Someone is here!"

"Who?"

Jiang Pengji said, "Aren't there many girls living in the backyard of the county government? They all came from good families. If it weren't for the Qingyi Army's burning, killing and looting, they wouldn't have fallen to this point. Regardless of how talented they are, I think they should be able to write. How about hiring a few of them to be your clerks and help you register?"

Qi Guanrang frowned and said, "Okay."

Before they were in trouble, all of those girls were famous wealthy girls in Xiangyang County.

As the saying goes, raise a son in poverty and a daughter in wealth. Each of them can read and there is no problem in helping to register the household registration.

However, their opinions must be sought on this matter.

Fortunately, Xiangyang County is north of Dongqing, and the customs have not been affected by the neighboring country Zhongzhao. It is not a big deal for women to show their faces.

When they heard about this, the girls looked at each other.

After hesitating, nine girls agreed to help, while the others either felt tired or felt it was a loss of face to deal with ordinary people.

Qi Guanrang was too lazy to say anything about these thoughts.

He asked people to prepare men's clothes for the nine women, and asked them to make their faces rougher, and then took them away.

Before Jiang Pengji had time to breathe a sigh of relief, Feng Jin came to the door quietly. He said nothing, just looked at her.

She felt a little guilty, "Has Huaiyu finished his work?"

Feng Jin said with a pair of heavy bags under his eyes. He had only slept for one hour for several consecutive days, and his eye circles were a little dark.

"Jin hasn't seen Changsheng and Jingxian for three days."

He was so busy that he didn't even have time to see his wife and daughter. My lord, do you think this hurts?

Jiang Pengji said innocently, "I don't have anyone here."

"First cry, second make a fuss, and third hang yourself. My lord, Jin doesn't want to make a mess like Wenzheng."

Feng Jin spoke quietly, and the audience in the live broadcast room felt very distressed, and kept lashing out at Jiang Pengji, this Zhou Ba Pi!

[Old Driver Lian Meng]: Look at you, anchor, what sins have you committed!

[Warmongering]: A good son of a noble family was forced to cry, make a fuss and even hang himself. It is a tragedy in the world.

[Han Yutong]: Forget it, host. Can you bear to watch Feng Jin baby hang in front of you with a noodle?

[Piaopiaoyang]: Aren't there more than ten women in the backyard of the county government? Ask them. They are all literate. Host, can you bear to watch them eat white rice and do nothing? That's all white food, it's not dropped from the sky, you have to pay for it! You absolutely can't stand it! Coerce and induce, you must work! If they don't work, your counselor will kneel.

Feng Jin said faintly, "Yesterday Jingxian sent someone to deliver a letter, saying that Changsheng missed his father..."

Jiang Pengji endured for a long time and said, "I'll try..."

After sending Feng Jin away, Jiang Pengji didn't have time to take a breath, and there was news outside that Meng Hun was coming.

"There's really no one here! If you don't believe me, go to the backyard and take a look!"

Meng Hun was confused and said, "What do you mean there's no one in the backyard?"

Jiang Pengji coughed lightly and said, "Nothing!"

Meng Hun then began to report the progress of his work in the past two days.

To be honest, Meng Hun has been very busy these days.

He sleeps less than an hour a day, and even eats while rushing on the road.

But he is too honest and always works hard without saying a word no matter how hard or tired he is.

After reporting his work, he went back to his post and continued to fight.

Jiang Pengji breathed a sigh of relief.

She ate some dry steamed buns to fill her stomach, asked Taxue to get her a basin of water to wash her feet, and lowered her head to pick the blood blisters on her feet.

Clogs are easy to break, and straw sandals are also rubbing feet. She has been climbing up and down these days and is very tired.

At this time, a message came from outside saying that Xu Ke had come.

Jiang Pengji: "..."

Not only was she speechless, the audience in the live broadcast room was laughing so hard that they kept saying that she got her comeuppance.

[Drunken White Snake Soup]: A lousy anchor who exploited her employees, got her comeuppance!