"Two and three sons, hurry up and consolidate the foundation. The ink masters will come to inspect and accept it later."

"Yes, the acceptance failed. Today's lunch cereal will be deducted from the meat we wait for."

Mo Zhexi could hear the shouts of the Qin people from afar.

Today, he has heard such a cry many times.

It was the second day that the Mozhe participated in the work of the disaster camp.

This morning, Wang Sunzheng was formally accused of the Mohist school and asked Juzi to learn the art of Mohism.

The teaching of the theoretical part was pressed down by the master, and instead, he started to teach the Mozhe about organizing everyone to build buildings based on the practical things in front of him.

This is abbreviation of the Mohist's technique of defending the city, and it is also the place that best reflects the cohesion and creativity of the Mohist's association.

This was of course to show him the superiority of Mohist knowledge - Confucianism, Taoism and other hundreds of schools of thought when facing this situation, there were quite few ways to deal with it.

So the Mozhes naturally obtained the power to formulate and modify some rules in the camp.

The reward and punishment system is what they modify first.

"The total length of the standard wooden wedge is four feet, and the ground is one foot and three inches, which is qualified." Xi took out the ink rule and measured it, and then counted it horizontally: "At a nine-foot square, sixteen wedges should be established according to the rules, and sixteen wedges should be established, and sixteen are qualified."

After saying that, he took out a small hammer and hit the ground a few times.

"Bang, bang." The mud splashed, and the nail-headed hammer could not hit the ground too much: "The ground is compact and qualified."

"You wait for the progress of the fortification to be completed, the quality is excellent, and the A-level one."

"Who is the one?" Xi asked, "I will report your name and then I will put your ten names onto the wooden wedges later, and I can go and collect today's lunch and straw sandals."

"Thank you Mo." A thin man stood up and reported his name. He saw the man who wrote his name on the excellent performance paper, and then he smiled happily.

The entry of high-performance means that each of them can get one or two more dollars and drink two more taels of wine today.

After recording his name, Mozhe quickly rushed to the next construction site within his jurisdiction.

They are building new houses for the disaster-stricken gangsters.

In advance, stonemasons chisel stones, make stone hammers, fill soil with stone hammers to compact the ground, then drill into wooden wedges, and then drill holes on wooden wedges, and use mortise and tenon structures to connect them horizontally to create a simple and practical foundation, and quickly build a house.

Now it is only a step toward building foundations. The ink-makers draw drawings and create models. Based on this, the disaster gangsters learn to create standard wooden wedges, mortise and tenon, beams and other objects.

Although the initial progress is very slow and the efficiency is extremely low, the advantage is that the parts can be replaced at any time, which saves effort and effort when building later.

"It turns out that it is more organized and disciplined than when I was in command!" Ying Zheng looked at the people who performed their own duties, and some enlightenment flashed in his eyes.

"Your Madam is now seeing the power of my Mohist art!" Ju Zi Xun stood aside with a smile, smiling and very happy: "The standard bows, crossbows, arrows, spears, shields and other weapons in the Qin State were also based on the methods of our Mohist family. They were first practiced by the Mohist, and then determined their lengths and models, and then made them."

"Now, almost all the weapons in Qin State are made according to the length, thickness and weight of our Mo family's regulations, almost no difference!"

"That means that the soldiers rushed on the battlefield and their weapons were broken. They could use them at will. The bows, crossbows, swords, spears, shields and other weapons of their comrades beside them are not much different from their original weapons. Even if they are not used to them, they will not affect their use!"

Ying Zheng nodded.

Although I don’t know how important this matter is, I just need to look at Ju Zixin’s current expression and know that he is showing off.

Things that can make a giant show off will definitely not be trivial.

"How is the fishing net weaving?" Ying Zheng asked.

The ink-speaking side immediately came over and reported the progress: "The three-sided large net has been woven, and you can go to the Wei River to catch fish this afternoon."

"When it rains heavily, even if the net is edited, there will be no more fish you can catch." Xun sighed: "Your grandson, let's go to bed first!"

Ying Zheng shook his head: "The king has only 24,000 kilograms of grain and only 160 shi of salt. According to the current rainfall, the rainwater will be one or two days. Even if the rain stops, the grain near Xianyang will be reduced in large quantities."

"This morning, my senior brother went to the city to ask about the price of grain. Although the king ordered merchants not to raise the price of grain, the price of grain still rose a little, and many merchants lied that the grain was sold out. The senior brother said that they must hoard grain and wait until the poor victims had no food to eat."

Ying Zheng shook his head: "So I can't wait!"

"What does Wang Sunzheng mean?" asked.

"The methods that can be used at present are nothing more than two methods of "exploiting resources" and "reducing expenditure."

"It is impossible to reduce expenses!" Ying Zheng said proudly: "If I can't feed my people, then what else can I do as a prince?"

"So the only open source law can be used at present!"

"Now weaving nets and fishing is "open source"."

"After the rain stops, we will organize a team of twenty women to go to the fields to find wild vegetables and fruits. At that time, we will gather people every day and cook food in a big wok, so that people can eat in a concentrated meal, and distribute it according to people, so as to minimize food loss and firewood loss."

"Why is this?" asked.

"Senior brother said that this is a variant of the Mo family's method of defending the city."

"It's almost winter. You must store enough food and gather the strength of everyone to make the poor without food and firewood survive!"

If you think about it a little bit, you will know that the advantage of cooking in a large wok and eating in a centralized manner is that it can minimize the loss of food and firewood.

"Mr. Ju is indeed a great talent!" Xun nodded: "I just don't know which disciple of my Mo family is!"

...

"In other words, there is no way to take out more food?" Ju Zizhou asked.

The eunuch Xiong Dang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Mr. Ju really wants too much!"

"Even if the king wants to solve the "poisons in the country", he will not pay too much money and property... Cultivating the tomb is a big deal!"

The tomb of the King of Qin!

Not long after the death of the former king, Yingzhu had already begun to build his own royal tomb.

He was already in his fifties when he ascended the throne and his health was getting worse day by day. Of course, he had to prepare for himself early.

The matter of removing the "poisons in the country" was the name he prepared for himself; and the tomb was the one behind him.

Nowadays, there is a habit of dying as if it were alive. A Qin King's mausoleum needs a lot of money as a filling.

Therefore, the financial situation of the King of Qin was not very healthy.

He could not have given more money and grain to pay for Ju Zizhou and Ying Zheng!

Ju Zizhou sighed: "Okay, then I'll think of a solution myself."

In fact, there are not many ways.

Ju Zizhou pursed his lips and his eyes gradually became cold.
Chapter completed!