119: Chapter 119 Tell Old Mo, I want to eat beef!

Under the guidance of the steam rotary tiller instructor, the First Emperor learned how to operate the steam rotary tiller.

"M-master, slow, slow down!"

Seeing the First Emperor about to climb onto the steam rotary tiller, He Zhi hurried over to support him.

"Mm."

Once Ying Zheng was seated firmly, he followed the instructor's directions, disengaged the clutch, and then shifted into forward gear.

"Puff puff puff, puff puff puff!"

The vibrating steam rotary tiller carried Ying Zheng forward.

He Zhi watched carefully from the side, fearing any mishap might befall the First Emperor.

Ying Zheng was quite nervous at first, but after driving the steam rotary tiller for a while, he gradually began to relax.

After driving several laps around the courtyard, Ying Zheng finally disengaged the clutch and returned the gear to neutral.

"Master, how do you feel?"

He Zhi inquired.

The First Emperor critiqued, "It's a bit shaky. If one had stones in their body, they'd all be shaken out!"

"Mm."

He Zhi nodded; this steam rotary tiller was not without its flaws—it was noisy and vibrated heavily.

"Let's try it in the field."

After saying this, the First Emperor started the steam rotary tiller again and headed toward a plot of land.

He Zhi was full of anticipation.

They would soon know how effective this steam rotary tiller was at tilling the soil.

"Puff puff puff, puff puff puff!"

Spewing a large amount of steam, the steam rotary tiller slowly drove into the field.

Ying Zheng engaged the gear for the rotary tiller blades.

In an instant, the rotary tiller blades began to spin rapidly.

Under the action of the rotary tiller blades, the field soil was instantly broken apart.

Ying Zheng watched with great surprise and joy as the steam rotary tiller's blades broke through the soil so effortlessly.

This steam rotary tiller certainly had its merits!

"Good, good, very good indeed!"

Ying Zheng laughed heartily.

With this steam rotary tiller, there was truly no longer a need for plow oxen.

"He Zhi."

"Tell Old Mo, I want to eat beef!"

"Understood!"

He Zhi took the order and departed.

Ying Zheng stroked the steam rotary tiller affectionately, his face filled with excitement.

The image of Zhao Fusu driving the Steam Locomotive couldn't help but surface in his mind.

The steam rotary tiller was not small, but compared to the Steam Locomotive, it was still far too tiny.

"I hope that rebellious son will sell the Steam Locomotive."

Ying Zheng wanted to drive a Steam Locomotive now.

A harvest always brings joy.

Gousheng looked at his warehouse filled to the brim with grain, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

He was given this name because it was believed a lowly name made a child easier to raise.

More than half a month ago, he had tearfully carried his mother on his back into the mountains, watching with his own eyes as she lay down in a burial cave.

Gousheng's heart had felt as if it were being cut by knives.

But his child was in poor health; if the starvation continued, the boy would surely die.

His mother had injured her limbs while working and could no longer go to the fields, and they had no money for medical treatment.

His mother did not want to lie in bed, consuming the family's meager grain supplies.

She wanted to leave the hope of life to her grandson, so she pleaded with her son to find a mountain cave for her, seal it with stones, and let it serve as her tomb.

Afterward, Gousheng encountered a kind-hearted master.

That master sent people to treat his mother's injuries and gave their family grain, helping them through their most difficult time.

After His Majesty the Head of State took power, he first abolished corvée labor, then opened up the grain trade, and now the grain tax only requires paying one-tenth!

This meant that farmers like them could keep ninety percent of their grain!

Life was becoming more and more promising!

"I am so grateful to His Majesty the Head of State!"

"The kindness of His Majesty the Head of State is something I, Gousheng, can never repay in a lifetime!"

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After the summer harvest ended, the farmers spread out the millet stalks to dry in the sun.

Some of these millet stalks would be collected to serve as bedding for the common folk, some would be used to weave ropes, and others would be burned directly to improve soil fertility.

Following that, crop rotation began.

The plots that previously grew vegetables were tilled with the steam rotary tiller to prepare for sowing millet.

With the guidance of the many instructors and Field Attendants sent by Zhao Fusu, the reputation of the steam rotary tiller was quite good.

Once the summer planting was well underway, Zhao Fusu also had time to research smokeless powder!

And his Level 8 Fitter Certification!

"System, activate Level 8 Fitter Certification!"

"Understood. Activating Level 8 Fitter Certification for the host."

The system's pleasant voice rang in Zhao Fusu's mind, followed by a vast amount of professional skills automatically entering his consciousness.

At that moment, Zhao Fusu instantly mastered various mechanical processing methods.

He could use fitter tools such as files, hacksaws, and chisels to manually process metal or other materials—performing tasks like filing, sawing, drilling, reaming, tapping, and threading—to meet requirements for dimensional accuracy, shape precision, and surface roughness.

He could also use machine tools to manufacture parts with complex shapes and high precision requirements, such as molds and fixtures.

Before Zhao Fusu transmigrated to Great Qin, he often watched fitters in Peshawar hand-craft various firearms.

Now, he could finally hand-craft a revolver and a striker shotgun himself.

Zhao Fusu's heart was incredibly excited.

In the Industrial Zone, Cui Wenzi and his team had already built the coke ovens, blast furnaces, and open-hearth furnaces for the steel plant.

Zhao Fusu specifically selected a group of soldiers to learn how to produce coke and refine steel at the Great Qin Empire Academy of Sciences.

Zhao Fusu had a batch of steel brought to the military camp.

He found a military tent to serve as his research and development room.

He summoned the steam machine tools from the system space.

Next, he looked over the cold forging production method for seamless steel pipes, the detailed guide to rifling, and the revolver schematic he had obtained from signing in!

With his Level 8 Fitter Certification, Zhao Fusu quickly knew how to use fitter tools like files, hacksaws, and chisels, as well as the steam machine tools, to build a revolver.

The revolver is known as the Rolls-Royce of the gun world; because of its special construction, it has a reputation for never jamming, providing a silky-smooth shooting experience.

Zhao Fusu now intended to manufacture a revolver to carry with him, so that whenever he encountered an unsolvable problem, he could pull it out and resolve it quickly.

To hand-craft a revolver, the first step was to create the frame.

Zhao Fusu took a steel plate, drew the shape of the frame on it, and placed it on the steam lathe. Using the lathe tool, he cut the steel plate to carve out the frame.

Next, he used a file to polish the frame, making it smooth and giving it a sleek, metallic feel.

Then, he took out a steel cylinder.