Chapter 743

The emergence of pressure cooker can be said to be the most powerful evidence of ink technology from theory to reality. The Mohists immediately publicized it in ink journals, and publicized it as evidence that the daily use of Merton people is the way, which immediately caused a violent response in Chang'an city.

After all, Merton's atmospheric pressure theory was thrown out in the ink technology exhibition, and it has been applied so soon, which is too efficient.

However, the citizens of Chang'an city did not wait too long. Mojia village immediately took action in the shortest time to set up a pot workshop that was about to decline and specialized in making pressure cooker.

The first batch produced was immediately used by yuzhuangyuan building and Food City, and launched many imported food, which was immediately widely praised.

After the pressure cooker became popular in Chang'an City, Mojia village sold the pressure cooker to the public for the first time,

Ma Liang is an ordinary citizen of Chang'an city. He does a small business on weekdays and lives very well in Chang'an city. However, he has a hard word to hide, that is, his teeth are almost bad and he can't chew meat at all.

At ordinary times, he is greedy. At least he has to cook meat for most of the day before he can barely eat it. He needs to buy firewood to burn in Chang'an city. The firewood burned for most of the day is not a small amount. I'm afraid he will soon catch up with the price of a pot of meat. How can he not feel distressed.

Today, when he saw the description of the pressure cooker in the ink magazine, he was so excited that he made a special trip to the Mohist boutique to buy a pressure cooker.

"How fragrant!"

Ma Liang just arrived in Dongshi and smelled a strong smell before he reached the boutique.

"Is this?" Ma Liang followed the fragrance and came to the Mohist boutique. He saw a charcoal stove in front of the store. A strange pot was emitting a wisp of steam and accompanied by a sharp sound.

Seeing more and more people gathered in front of the store, Xu Jie couldn't help smiling with satisfaction and said in a loud voice: "this is the latest product of Mohism - pressure cooker. Its principle is the atmospheric pressure at the ink technology exhibition. Now the pot is full of ribs and has been cooking for only half an hour. Now let's see the effect?"

Xu Jie said, slowly opening the pressure cooker according to the process, and suddenly the rich meat fragrance filled the air. Xu Jie picked up a chopstick and gently picked up a sparerib. Before he took out how high, the bones and meat had separated.

"It takes only half an hour to achieve the usual effect of at least half a day. Now I'll invite some people with bad teeth to taste it." Xu Jie said. He found several old people with serious tooth loss at the scene, including Ma Liang with bad teeth.

When Ma Liang picked up the entrance of a piece of ribs, his eyes lit up. What moved him was not the delicious ribs, but the meat was so rotten that he had no trouble eating even with bad teeth. More importantly, this pot is very firewood saving and time-consuming, which is enough to save a lot of firewood.

"The meat is not only instant, but also more delicious. I want to buy a pressure cooker!" Ma Liang said without hesitation.

"I want it too!" other old people also moved one after another. After all, pressure cooker is too practical for them.

Seeing people rush to buy one after another, I heard someone personally confirm that there were old people at home, so they came forward to buy one after another.

In addition to these old people with bad teeth, the real buyers are the major hotels in Chang'an city.

Today's fish champion building is the wind vane of major hotels in Chang'an city. After the champion building took the lead in using the pressure cooker and launched the first pickle made from the pressure cooker, the pressure cooker immediately appeared in the back kitchen of major restaurants in Chang'an City in the shortest time.

"Young master, this is a new delicacy in our shop. It is made from Mojia village pressure cooker. It's delicious." in an ordinary restaurant in Chang'an City, a waiter brought the delicious food full of aroma to Li Yun.

Li Yun was stunned. He didn't expect that Mojia village had made this thing in such a short time.

"The Mohist people's daily use is the Tao theory is really extraordinary. It's very convenient to cook meat in this pot. I'm afraid every family can't live without it in the future. Mohist is simply famous and rich." a diner nearby exclaimed.

In order to prove Merton's theory that people's daily use is the Tao, the Mohists set the price of pressure cooker not high, but it can't stop the only business, and more importantly, the quantity is large.

People in Chang'an City consume a lot of firewood, and there are not a few who can eat meat. Besides, no one has an old man. Once the pressure cooker is out, it will be sold out in Chang'an City alone.

Although the delicious meat is delicious, Li Yun's face is more heavy, and his heart keeps thinking about the theory that people's daily use is the Tao, which can't help feeling more.

Compared with the Mohist village controlled by the Xiangli family, the Xiangfu family has fallen too far behind. I'm afraid the former Mohist three points have gradually become unbalanced.

"People's daily use is the way. In contrast, building bridges is also people's daily use!" Li Yun said firmly in his heart.

At the same time, among the other hundred, with the emergence of pressure cooker, the concept of daily use as the Tao has been paid more and more attention by more and more people. Many hundreds of families are introspective, and have unconsciously begun to move closer to people's daily use.

In the back kitchen of Confucius house!

Kong huisuo stood in front of a pressure cooker and looked at the steam coming out of the exhaust valve. He was stunned there.

"Young master! Why are you here!" a Confucian cook was shocked when he saw Kong huisuo appear in the kitchen and hurried forward.

Kong huisuo came back and explained, "this is the latest secret skill of Mohism, pressure cooker. Mohism is a strong enemy of Confucianism. I naturally want to study it well."

Kong huisuo's words were also explained. The cook of Kong family didn't doubt it, but looked at the strange pressure cooker in front of him with a strange face and exclaimed: "it's said that this pot is very magical. It can easily cook the ribs, and it takes a very short time."

As a cook, how could he resist such magical kitchenware even if he was a cook of Confucius? Naturally, he has heard of the reputation of pressure cooker.

Kong huisuo nodded and said, "what my young master uses is spareribs. Now it should be almost cooked. It's just that my second uncle has bad teeth and is just filial to his old man."

Hearing this, the cook of Confucius changed his face and said, "this is the pressure cooker of Mohism! If you let the second uncle know, it would be great."

Kong Desheng's dislike of Mohist things is well known in the Kong family. If he knew, he would be furious if he ate the food made of Mohist pressure cooker.

Kong huisuo shook his head and said, "if you don't tell me, who knows?"

Kong huisuo didn't talk nonsense. Kong Desheng believed that a gentleman was far from cooking. He had never been in the kitchen in his life.

"This......" the cook of the Kong family couldn't help but hesitated.

"Don't worry, a young master will carry it in case of an accident. You can keep up with it. After eating this meal, you can throw it away." Kong huisuo waved his big hand.

The cook of the Confucius Mansion nodded slowly. In this way, there was no problem.

In the front yard, Kong Desheng looked worried. He personally came to Chang'an City and found that the momentum of the rise of Mohism is very obvious. It can be imagined that tens of thousands of people participated in an ink technology exhibition alone.

He is worried about Merton's idea that the daily use of the people is the Tao. Once this idea is published, it can be said that it has found a theoretical basis for the behavior of Mojia village. Confucianism can no longer attack Mojia unscrupulously.

What made him pay more attention was Merton. Before that, he only heard about the name of the Mohist school. He heard about Merton's name from the middle of some poems and deeds. Before he came, he despised it and thought that Merton was just a yellow haired boy, and the rumors were exaggerated.

Now, after he personally contacted the Mohist school, he found that Merton was not an ordinary teenager. In addition to his brilliant talent, he also had an extraordinary appeal. Merton talked freely under the attention of thousands of people, and he had his own experience at the scene.

"See you, my son!" Kong huisuo pushed the door and entered.

"So you're a boy!" Kong Desheng frowned when he saw Kong huisuo coming in. Kong huisuo and Mozi are the same generation, but they are also descendants of all schools. Kong huisuo is far worse than Mozi. It can be said that goods are still better than goods, and people die than people. It's strange that Kong Desheng can be happy. Compared with the rise of Mohism, the Kongs have no successors!

"When I returned to my second uncle, my grandson passed by the kitchen, and the cook made a dish of meat. It was very delicious. It was ready to be tasted by my second uncle." Kong huisuo changed the topic and stretched out his hand. The cook of the Confucius house brought a dish of meat with overflowing aroma.

"Meat?" Kong Desheng frowned when he heard the speech. He was very old and couldn't chew meat at all. However, when he smelled the attractive smell, he provoked a piece and put it in his mouth, and his eyes brightened.

"I didn't expect you to have this skill?" Kong Desheng looked at the cook of the Confucius house with a surprised look on his face.

The cook of the Confucius family touched a handful of empty sweat, looked at Kong Desheng, hardened his head and said, "I heard that the second uncle didn't like meat, so he didn't offer it."

Kong Desheng tasted the delicious meat. He couldn't help sighing: "that's my bad mouth. I thought I didn't like meat at that time. You can often make some meat in the future, but it must be rotten."

"Ah!" the cook of Confucius house was shocked and looked at Kong Desheng in disbelief.

"What's the matter? Is there a problem?" Kong Desheng frowned.

The Confucian cook quickly bowed his head and said, "no, no problem."

He was ready to throw away the pressure cooker, but now Kong Desheng ordered him that if there was no pressure cooker, he could not cook such delicious food.

Seeing this, Kong huisuo couldn't help thinking. It turned out that the second uncle didn't hesitate to be Mohist, not Mohist. At present, his heart made a decision on the dictionary

Originally, he wanted to come over to discuss the dictionary with Kong Desheng. Now he naturally swallowed what he said. He knew that if he took the initiative to explain, the dictionary would die without illness. Only after he made it himself, Kong Desheng would eat it like the meat stewed in a pressure cooker in front of him.

Kong Desheng, on the other side, tasted this delicious food with endless aftertaste and couldn't help sighing

"How fragrant!"