Pei Yaoqing could tell that oyster shells were a type of medicine. At the same time, they could be used as fertilizer.
"Don't be noisy. Do you think I don't exist?" Pei Yaoqing glared at him. He was wearing Chang An's official robes. If the Imperial Physician Bureau and King Song's Mansion did not see it, he would not say anything.
You don't even look at me when you're setting up a stall. Have I been too gentle to you all? Yes, gentle. He heard it from brother Yi.
No, this matter had something to do with brother Yi.
The person from the Imperial Physician Bureau spoke first, "Let the Ming Residence know that oyster meat and oyster shells are a type of medicine. They can be used alone or in combination.
We do not want oyster meat. We only want the shells. It can be used to treat night sweats, illnesses in both men and women, and stomach pains. The Imperial Physician Bureau wants to use it as a test subject. "
"Where did you write it down?" Pei Yaoqing asked.
"Oyster Shennong's Compendium of Materia Medica has its shell. It was written in Li Dongzhu's Compendium of Materia Medica. The shell is easier to store." The Imperial Physician replied.
The Compendium of Materia Medica mentioned the effects of oysters. However, it could be replaced with other ingredients. Furthermore, where could one find so many oysters?
The main point was that oysters were not easy to eat. It was easy to get stomachaches unless one was at the seaside.
What if the oysters were spoiled during transportation?
Now that a large number of oysters were being shipped over, the meat would be sold to those who were sick.
As for the shells, they could be cleaned and stored away.
"Give me the money and I will give you the shells. Return me the shells." The stall owner found a business opportunity.
"Indeed, he is an errand boy. Even if he is innocent, he should be killed." An Imperial Physician was furious.
The bailiffs were even more furious. What did we do to offend you?
This year, we were honest and did not bully anyone. We relied on our own abilities to earn money.
The person from King Song's Mansion opened the sack and spoke to the stall owner, "Take it. Take as much as you think I took from you.
However, think carefully. It is easy to take it, but if you want to buy oysters in the future … … "
"Ming Residence, he is scaring the commoners." The stall owner did not dare to take it and complained to Pei Yaoqing.
The person who was eating oysters looked around, "Can I take it home to eat? If I don't throw the shells, will anyone catch me? "
Pei Yaoqing sighed helplessly. "It belongs to whoever it belongs to. Can't it still be transported? Don't make things difficult for the Imperial Physician Bureau. I'll find some for you. "
Therefore, before dinner, Li Yi had just come out of the autopsy room when he saw Pei Yaoqing talking to his brother.
The two of them seemed to have reached some sort of agreement. At least, Pei Yaoqing looked very satisfied.
"Will Ming Residence return tonight?" Li Yi did not ask what the two of them were talking about.
He looked at the sky. If he hurried back to Chang 'an after dinner, the wheels of the car would be broken. How could he fix it in the dark?
"To stay here, I've troubled Yi … this time." Pei Yaoqing was depressed. Why can't I just call him Brother Yi?
"It doesn't matter. Is there any progress on the trip?" Li Yi was still thinking about the method he had given.
If Chang 'an County did the same, his lifespan would increase.
"Send the bailiffs out to the village elders and village heads. Those who are far away have not returned yet. Winter nights are not suitable for rushing. However, the roads are well built with slag. There is snow and ice in the distance. There are sleds under the carriages. They all agreed."
Pei Yaoqing explained the situation and praised Li Yi.
The people did indeed benefit. The slag was not afraid of melting in spring and could withstand heavy rain in summer. It would absorb water and then dry in the sun.
Even if it was raining, the shoes would not be ruined by the mud when walking on it.
Needless to say, it was slippery in winter.
"After spring, we have to focus on farming, especially for some crops. Not all crops can be directly scattered with seeds."
Li Yi was afraid that the village would delay the farming. He would not cause trouble when he was full.
Every change of dynasty was basically related to food.
One was the lack of production and natural disasters, especially the Little Ice River.
The other was that the food was concentrated in the hands of a small group of people and they did not take it out. They always felt that why should they give the food that they obtained with their own ability to others?
Then, those who could not eat would be killed with their own ability. Whoever had the food would be killed first.
Pei Yaoqing also knew history. He said, "Li Dongzhu contributed countless skills last year. Next year, the farmers should offer the grains to Li Dongzhu during the summer and autumn harvest."
"Then I'm dead." Li Yi expressed his refusal. After you harvest, each family should take out a handful of grains and give it to me. Am I a Shennong?
"It should be offered to His Majesty." Li Yi guided. Don't give it to me. I won't eat it. I won't make wine. It's not an honor. It's a death sentence.
"Brother Yi, have you finished lighting the light bulb in the flowerpot?" Li Chengqi did not want Pei Yaoqing to continue talking and changed the topic.
"No, the soil requirements are too high. It needs to be watered to maintain the acidity. But I've made the artificial one. Combine magnets and copper wires. Shake it and the light bulb will light up. "
Li Yi rejected the idea of electricity in the flowerpot's acidic soil.
As for the fruits, those fruits can generate electricity. If you give one to the poor, the poor will shake it for you. Fruits are expensive in winter.
"Generate electricity?" Pei Yaoqing did not know. He was still using candles. He told those who were not willing to pay for the candles to use their own oil lamps.
Zhuangzi's ice sculptures were all finished. The biggest one was still being chiseled and built into a shelf.
The finished ice sculpture was connected to the small light bulb. The light bulb was painted with colors. Naturally, it was a very primitive kind of light.
Li Yi brought the two of them to the side of an ice sculpture. There was a small box with a handle on the box.
Li Yi held the box with one hand and shook it with the other.
Swish! The light bulb in the ice lit up.
"Oh my god." Pei Yaoqing was startled. Shock, shock, astonishment, speechlessness, and anger.
Yes, anger in the end.
"Li Dongzhu, you … you asked us to light the candles. Is this how you do things in Zhuangzi?"
Pei Yaoqing did not even need to think. This hand-cranked light bulb could be connected to wind and water at any time. This was a common operation in Li Yi's Zhuangzi.
It could also be stepped on by humans and pulled by animals.
As long as it was something that moved, Zhuangzi had all kinds of connecting rods.
"Pei Mingfu, what's wrong with my Zhuangzi? Don't all the latest things come from my Zhuangzi? "Li Yi did not feel that there was anything wrong with putting good things in Zhuangzi.
"But, but you …" Pei Yaoqing looked at Li Yi, meaning to say, 'King Song, look at Li Yi. He's hiding something.'
Li Chengqi frowned, "County Magistrate Pei, do you think that my Brother Yi's things are yours? When did you have this idea? It's very dangerous. "
"No … I mean … he means … You can shake or step on it. Scholars will be able to read books."
Pei Yaoqing finally spoke his thoughts. He was from the scholarly class, and the first thing he thought of was scholars.
Just like Du Fu, he built thousands of houses and built a large house, and the poor scholars were happy.
The poor scholars referred to the scholars who had no money, and it could also be said that they were from a poor family.
When were there so many houses for the poor scholars in the world?
However, scholars were not the only poor people in the world. There were also many people who needed houses.
"Craftsmen can work at night, and women's knitting lamps can be lit. Naturally, it won't hurt their eyes. The winter days are short, and the nights are long. Even a craftsman can make more tools. "
Li Yi said, correcting Pei Yaoqing's' wrong 'thinking.
"Then, can you spread it to others?" Pei Yaoqing did not want to argue over such a meaningless matter.
"Of course, I'll tell you how to generate electricity. You can buy light bulbs from me. Whether it's big or small, I'll paint them all for you. "
Li Yi was generous again. You can go and get the equipment for generating electricity. It's very simple.
"Then … sigh ~!" Pei Yaoqing sighed. He wanted the technology for light bulbs, but he felt that if he said it, King Song would draw his knife.
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