Chapter 1051

Merton suddenly changed his tone and said, "the noodle pressing machine can be said to be a blessing for women, but it's not necessarily for men. With this machine, noodle making has changed from technical work to coolie work in the future. I'm afraid the task of pressing noodles will be borne by men. I hope you don't blame me!"

The audience in the stands couldn't help laughing bitterly. According to the design of the noodle machine, just shake the handle hard to press the noodles. What mojiazi said is really possible.

"Gentlemen cook far away, a group of vulgar people!" a scholar said contemptuously when he heard Merton talking about men making noodles.

"Young student, you must not be married! When you get married, you will understand that a husband won't let his wife work too hard." a dark craftsman smiled at the scholar. In the past, they knew nothing about cooking and naturally could not help. Now with this machine, I believe every man would do so if his wife could not be tired.

"In addition, Mo can provide you with a business. For example, in Chang'an City, there are a dense population, and even many women do the same work. They don't have much time to cook noodles at all. If someone buys a machine, rents a stall in the vegetable market, specializes in pressing noodles and selling noodles, Mo can't guarantee that it will be a problem to support his family." Merton Lang said.

Suddenly, many people nodded secretly. Compared with the price of noodle pressing machine, it is not cheap. It is not worth buying a noodle pressing machine for families with a small population. If there are really noodles made in the market and buy some noodles when buying vegetables, wouldn't it be extremely convenient.

I can't guarantee anything else, but this noodle business is absolutely feasible in Chang'an City, and it can spread to the whole Tang Dynasty in the future.

"This must be another explosion." Zheng Bo couldn't help lamenting among the audience.

The Mohist family once said that they would solve the problems in the Mohist village within a few months. Obviously, the main play is on this Mohist technology exhibition.

Sure enough, the MOH family didn't disappoint them. It was a necessary thing for every family. From the eyes of Zheng Bo's old shopkeeper, it can be seen that once this noodle pressing machine was out, it must sell well in the Tang Dynasty.

The strength of Mohism has increased again. This time, the aristocratic family had no goods to compete with, so they could only watch the Mohist family grow continuously.

"Why didn't we expect such a simple machine?" more craftsmen sighed. The noodle press has a simple structure and is clear at a glance. If they can have this patent, they will have no worries about eating and drinking all their life.

Xiao Dengkui said angrily, "Damn, I wasn't born in the North!"

Xiao Dengkui was jealous of the broad prospect of the noodle press. If he was born in the north, maybe he was the one who invented the machine. How much money can he earn for his family!

Li Yun looked at him in surprise, shook his head and said, "it's easier to know than to do, let alone invent."

Li Yun just exhorted on one side, while Zu Mingjun directly went back and said, "since Deng Ling's family is in Jiangnan, why not build a cooking machine for Jiangnan."

Xiao Dengkui immediately blushed and talked.

"The Mohists have new ink skills again." suddenly a cry came, which relieved Xiao Dengkui.

Everyone looked up at the ink technology exhibition center and saw Merton Lang's voice: "I'm disappointed. This time, what Mo recommended is not a new ink technology, but an ink technology three years ago!"

"Ink technique three years ago!" everyone was stunned. Three years ago, it was the last ink technique Exhibition hosted by the ink family.

"Isn't it!" Gong Shuhao's heart moved and blurted out.

"Young master, have you guessed!" the public loser hurriedly asked.

Gongshu Hao nodded and said, "at the ink technology exhibition three years ago, the ink family created a unicycle and tricycle comparable to wooden cattle and horses, and also launched an immature ink technology."

"Bicycle!" the public transport wheel suddenly remembered.

"Not bad!" Gong Shuhao nodded solemnly. Although there was no mass production of bicycles in Mojia village in the past three years, there was still a lot of outflow every year. In particular, Qin Huaiyu and his three people rode bicycles in Chang'an city. However, bicycles have another disadvantage, that is, they are too heavy and slow.

The children of those dignitaries even played tricks with their bicycles. They rode bicycles from the top of the gentle slope to the foot of the mountain by using gravity, but they attracted a lot of popularity. It was not until someone broke several ribs and was sent to Mo hospital that the heat of the activity slowly subsided.

When Merton appeared in front of the crowd pushing a brand-new bicycle, the crowd couldn't help but burst into an uproar.

For the second time, mojiazi put his bicycle in the ink technology exhibition, which shows how much mojiazi attaches importance to this ink technology.

"That's right! After three years of research by the Mohist children, the bicycle technology has finally reached perfection and mass production has been realized." Merton patted the 28 bars familiar to him and said proudly.

"The original bulky wheel hub was replaced by the most advanced steel spokes. These spokes are like thin rope. However, they are indeed made of the same material as the steel cable of Weishui bridge, which is caused by the most advanced third-generation steel of Mohism." Merton pushed the 28 bars in his hand, and the spokes of the wheel turned like hollow.

"This bicycle weighs nearly 50 kg and can carry up to 400 kg, which is enough to carry two adults. An adult can ride a bicycle with 50 kg of goods, which can reach 30 Li in half an hour and only consume a bowl of dry rice in a hundred Li." Merton introduced the performance of the bicycle and suddenly remembered the jokes of later generations about bicycles. He couldn't help joking: "what horse is needed for this condition!"

Although Merton said it was a joke, everyone nodded. You know, a horse is expensive. It is also extremely expensive. It needs to feed fine feed. A horse eats more than two adults. It is an extremely heavy burden for ordinary people.

The bike introduced by mojiazi is very similar to horses, but it doesn't need to be fed. Anyway, people have to eat even if they ride a horse. It's better to eat dry food and pedal a bike by themselves?

"Here, Mo wants to say sorry to his counterparts in the western market. Once the bicycle is out, the price of horses will drop greatly. If you lose money, you can come to the Mohist school, and Mo will give you priority to act as an agent for bicycles." as soon as Merton said this, the merchants in the western market who were originally sad will be overjoyed. The horse business is not easy to do, the price is expensive, and the sales volume is small, Feeding every day is a huge consumption, and the bicycle business in Mojia village has broad prospects, and there is no feeding at all, which is much more promising than selling horses.

The public loser Hao under the stage was even more bright eyed and said excitedly, "a bicycle is a dead thing. It is not more spiritual than a horse, and the price is not cheap. We need to pay more attention to anti-theft. Children have been inspired and can certainly make locks suitable for bicycles in the shortest time."

In an instant, people couldn't help looking at Gongshu Hao. No one thought that Gongshu Hao would design a new set of locks according to Mohist's bicycle in such a short time.

Deng Ling could not help being silent. He was conceited one by one, but he didn't have any ink skills. Gongshuhao realized new ink skills in front of them, which greatly stimulated them.

"Didn't the dengling family hate to be born in the north? Bicycles have been in the world for three years and haven't made any progress. Don't say you haven't studied bicycles privately." Zu Mingjun snorted coldly.

Xiao Dengkui's cheeks suddenly turned red, and other children of Deng Ling's family also looked embarrassed. Indeed, as the three veins of Mohism, they had studied bicycles in private, and none of them had any harvest. Even their master Yang Siqi thought that the bicycles made by Mohism were the limit and could not be improved at all.

However, who knows that the steel used to build the Weishui bridge is used to make bicycles. It's like killing a chicken with an ox knife.

No, this bike is comparable to a horse. It's not too much to call it an iron horse. It's of great use to both the country and the people. I'm afraid it feels like a sword with a hero.

"The Mohists just took the lead." Xiao Dengkui said hard in his heart.

In his opinion, the reason why mojiazi succeeded in cycling was that he made use of the advantages of advanced materials in Mojia village. Without the accumulation of steel in Mojia village, cycling could not succeed at all.

"The inspiration of ink technology is food, clothing, housing and transportation, noodle press is food, bicycle is transportation, and the most important thing is clothing," said Merton Lang.

They suddenly realized that Merton's next ink technique must have something to do with clothes. In an instant, they thought of the new material, cotton, that appeared in Chang'an City in recent years.

Since cotton was promoted by Mojia village a few years ago, cotton has been widely planted in Datang, especially in Songjiang Prefecture, which is the center of cotton weaving. A large number of high-quality and low-cost fabrics flow out from Songjiang Prefecture every year. The price is cheaper than silk and warmer than linen. It has immediately become the most popular fabric among the people of Datang.

"This is a flower spinning machine! This is a loom!"

As mojiazi introduced the functions of these machines one by one, ordinary people listened insipid. However, most of the people present were craftsmen, but they listened with interest one by one.

The dengling family was proud. After the Mohists left the south of the Yangtze River, the dengling family took over the position of the Mohist village in the south of the Yangtze River, but gathered the children of the dengling family and transformed the flower spinning machine and loom for Songjiang mansion, which was more effective than the machinery of the Mohist village.

However, when Merton's words turned, he regretted: "of course, none of these little girls can, let alone women workers. They never sew their own clothes. Aunt Xu prepares clothes for them every time."

Under the stand, Wu Meiniang was ashamed and fell into aunt Xu's arms. Aunt Xu lovingly touched Wu Meiniang's hair. She watched Wu Meiniang grow from a weak girl to a heroic senior sister of the Mohist school. She had already loved her as a daughter.

"This last piece of ink technique is also tailor-made for small disciples. It can enable a person who doesn't know needlework to easily sew clothes."

With a wave of Merton's hand, the curtain rose, revealing a long square table three feet long and one foot wide.

"A table can sew clothes. Is the Mo family talking in their sleep?" they frowned, puzzled by a yellowish brown table in the middle.

Merton smiled and stretched out his hand. He saw that there was a mechanism on the table. After pulling out the board, a black steel machine rose from the table hole and was perfectly embedded on the table. It was the most common sewing machine in the 1980s and 1990s.

"Mystify!" the people of Deng Ling's family hummed coldly. In terms of small mechanism skills, Deng Ling's family is an expert. In their opinion, Merton's small mechanism is nothing strange at all.

"How long do you think it takes to sew an adult's dress, an hour, or a morning?" Merton looked around.

They frowned and thought that it is common for their wives to sew clothes at home. It is not uncommon for them to sew a good needlework. I'm afraid it may take an hour to sew an ordinary dress. If they ask for precision workmanship and delicate stitching, sewing a dress, let alone one morning, may not be completed in one day.

"As we all know, aunt Xu is the leading needlework in Chang'an city. Rao is so. It takes two hours for her to sew a dress herself. I don't know how long it will take to use this sewing machine." Merton smiled and invited aunt Xu to the stage.

Aunt Xu took the stage, picked up the cloth that had been cut long ago, sat in front of the sewing machine, put her feet on the pedal under her feet, exerted slight force, and suddenly a crisp and rhythmic sound resounded through the whole venue.

"Da Da!"

Regular and clear, this is the most beautiful sound in the ears of many craftsmen.

"If aunt Xu works for half an hour, do we have to sit here for half an hour." Xiao Dengkui glanced at the corners of his mouth and said in his heart.

Xiao Dengkui also knew that the reason why mojiazi made a sewing machine was that the speed of sewing clothes must be very fast. For half an hour, he had overestimated it.

However, before he could say a few words, the crisp sound of machinery had stopped. Aunt Xu got up, subtracted the excess thread with scissors, stretched out her hand and put it on. A brand-new dress had been sewn.

"So fast!" the crowd exclaimed. They saw several pieces of cut cloth sewn into new clothes in full view of the public.

"Less than half an hour!" Deng long said with a shocked face. His family was poor and his mother lived by sewing. Naturally, he knew the speed of sewing clothes, and aunt Xu sewed a dress in less than half an hour. It was unthinkable.

Merton nodded: "the clothes that can be made by Aunt Xu are all exquisite workmanship, but aunt Xu has practiced needlework for decades. With this sewing machine, even the clothes sewn by a woman who has just learned needlework can be comparable to the top tailor by hand, and the speed of sewing clothes is ten times that of the top tailor."

Everyone took a breath and looked at a small machine in the center of the field. Everyone in the world needs to sew clothes. Once the sewing machine appears on the market, it will certainly cause revolutionary changes in the garment industry, and manual sewing will surely withdraw from history.

"It must be the circle driven by the pedal back and forth that is the key." Gongshu Hong took a deep breath in his airway.

Merton said proudly: "noodle pressing machine, bicycle and sewing machine are not only gifts given by Mo to the little apprentice, but also gifts to women all over the world. For example, this year is approaching, when we get married, we should prepare these three Mohist machines, and then face the festive horn, turn three times and ring once, so the couple's life will be prosperous."

Merton believes that "three turns and one sound" in the Tang Dynasty will certainly become a necessary thing for marriage in the future.