Chapter 67
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Zu Mingjun had been suffering for the past few days. Ever since he told his family about his discovery of the parabola, it had caused a stir in the Zu Family.
The elders of the Zu Family in Chang 'an City acted as if they had found a treasure. They had asked Zu Mingjun to study the parabola and had not slept for two days. They had even sent the news to Fanyang's hometown. Zu Mingjun's days in the future would be dark and gloomy.
After all, the Zu Family had been in decline for a long time. The glory of Zu Chongzhi's discovery of pi was almost gone. If the Zu Family could recreate the glory of the parabola, they would rise again in the next hundred years.
Zu Mingjun got up late in the morning. He suddenly remembered that today was the day of the exhibition. He quickly got up and rushed over.
"It's still too late!" Zu Mingjun heard the hubbub in the exhibition and sighed in his heart. He knew that Meton had many good things to show today. He did not expect to miss it.
He had made an appointment with Li Chengqian to watch in the restaurant. He was about to dive into Master Yu's new restaurant when a dignified voice stopped him.
"Zu Mingjun!" Shen Hongcai's familiar voice sounded behind him.
Shen Hongcai was the descendant of Zu Chongzhi's disciple. After the Zu Family had fallen, it was Shen Hongcai who had pushed Zu Mingjun into the Imperial College. He could be said to be Zu Mingjun's greatest benefactor.
Zu Mingjun turned his head stiffly and saw Shen Hongcai and a group of Imperial College's professors and assistants rushing over. The leader was the Chancellor of the Imperial College, Kong Yingda.
"Greetings to the Chancellor, Mr. Shen, and all the other gentlemen." Zu Mingjun bowed respectfully.
Shen Hongcai's eyes lit up when he heard that Zu Mingjun had a private room in the new restaurant. They were all famous people. If they were crowded with ordinary people, it would be a disgrace. Being able to watch from a private room was the best of both worlds.
Master Yu heard the news and hurried over. When he heard Zu Mingjun introduce them as the Chancellor and the professors of the Imperial College, his eyes immediately lit up.
Just like a parent meeting his son's class teacher in the future, he warmly welcomed Kong Yingda and the others into the restaurant and arranged for a private room with a good view. He also asked someone to serve some snacks, fruits, and tea.
"Gentlemen, if there's anything else you need, please let us know." Master Yu instructed without missing a single detail.
Master Yu's enthusiastic attitude made the Imperial College students feel much better. When Zu Mingjun saw that all the teachers were here, he couldn't ask Master Yu where Li Chengqian was. He could only serve them tea.
However, Kong Yingda and the others didn't care about the exquisite snacks and tea. They all gathered outside the window.
At this moment, a group of Mo Jiazi's brothers were carrying the three cages of poultry off the stage. Looking at the three cages full of chickens, ducks, and geese, Kong Yingda and the others couldn't help but widen their eyes. Even though they had already received a report from the messenger, seeing it with their own eyes was still a different experience.
Kong Yingda was once again shocked when he looked at the curved shaft plow cart placed on the high platform and the three-legged giant cauldron that was buried under the ground below the high platform.
"How is this possible?" Liu Yinian painfully closed his eyes. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. The little catfish who jumped up and down in the Imperial College had really created something amazing.
In the A1 private room.
"Kong Yingda, that old scholar, is here too?" Seeing that Master Yu had returned, Cheng Yaojin grinned and said, "I thought he would be able to hold on for a while longer."
"I have arranged for Chancellor Kong and the others to be in B3 private room. I dare not disturb you." Master Yu replied.
Li Shimin nodded slightly. Kong Yingda was able to put aside the differences between the sects and hurried over. This meant that Kong Yingda also realized the importance of these two techniques. He was wholeheartedly devoted to the country.
At this moment, the sun was gradually approaching noon. The exhibition of Mo's techniques was coming to an end. Everyone was looking forward to the last secret technique of Mo's — the secret technique of Live Fish.
How famous was the secret technique of Live Fish? As long as you asked someone in Chang 'an City, that person would stop and talk non-stop for an hour.
The secret technique of Live Fish was widely known, not only because of Mo's trustworthiness and the catfish effect, but also because of the legend of great wealth. Mo Jiazi came to Chang 'an City with ten water carts full of live fish. In just one year, he raised 5,000 people in Mo's Village and changed it from a poor village to a village envied by everyone. Although it could not be said to be rich, it had surpassed many villages. No matter what era it was, the pursuit of wealth was an eternal topic.
"The secret technique of Live Fish."
"The secret technique of Live Fish!"
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The citizens of Chang 'an below the stage cheered loudly.
To be honest, although they were shocked one after another today and felt that today's trip was worthwhile, they did not know about these good things before. Most of the people present were attracted by the secret technique of Live Fish.
They all wanted to know what was the secret technique of Live Fish that had stirred up a storm in Chang 'an City and created countless wealth.
They also used to buy catfish in Chang 'an City crazily to test the catfish effect again and again, but they failed again and again. How could they not be curious?
Not only the ordinary people, but also the finance minister on the stage, Li Shimin, Kong Yingda and others in the box were also looking forward to it.
"The secret technique of Live Fish!" Meton's voice rang out as everyone expected.
"A thousand years ago, Mo Zi saw the catfish effect of the old fisherman and decided to keep his promise to the old fisherman by the East Sea for a thousand years. However, after a thousand years, the ancestors of the Mo family failed to test the catfish effect again and again.
However, when the Mo family was at the critical moment of life and death, Mo's Village finally figured out the secret technique of Live Fish. "
Meton waved his hand and all the curtains of Mo's Village fell down. There was a five-foot-wide pool around Mo's Village. Splash. A large amount of water mixed with a large number of fish was poured into the pool.
"So many fish?"
Everyone exclaimed.
"No, these fish are all dead!" Someone with sharp eyes saw that many fish had turned white.
"No, they are not dead yet. These fish just don't have the secret technique of Live Fish. If they are not treated, they will die soon." Meton said.
"Next, let me show you the secret technique of Live Fish." Meton's excited voice spread all over the place.
Meton waved his hand and a huge windmill was set up beside Mo's Village. Driven by the northwest wind, the windmill rotated rapidly. Every time it rotated, it would drive something similar to a later generation's pump below to inject air into the pool.
In an instant, the whole pool was covered with dense bubbles. In less than a quarter of an hour, the fish that had turned white recovered and became lively again.
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