Chapter 38: The Mohist family goes down the mountain

Emperor Jing admired the disciples of the Mo family very much. In the past, Emperor Jing came to the Mo family's headquarters and wanted to pull them down the mountain and persuade them with great thought. The Huns were rampant, and Chinese men should do their best. They were skilled craftsmen and should go down the mountain to assist the court... Emperor Jing was so whispering, but the result was no change. The disciples of the Mo family were still attached to this place and were unwilling to come out of the mountain. Emperor Jing had no choice but to give up.

Zhou Yang has been making up their minds, but if he was like Emperor Jing, he would be as hard-working as Emperor Jing's efforts, and it would be impossible to succeed. After much thought, there was only one way to get them down the mountain, which was to convince them and force them to go down the mountain.

It is indeed a good idea to convince these Mohist disciples. The problem is that this is too difficult, even more difficult than reaching the sky. Mohist disciples are good at craftsmanship and to convince them, they can only work hard on craftsmanship. If they do not work hard on craftsmanship, in other aspects, even if they are praised by Mohist disciples, they cannot convince them.

But everyone of the Mo family disciples are extremely capable craftsmen. To convince them, it is even more difficult than Zhou Yang defeating the Huns. Looking at the Han Dynasty, no one is so capable. Whoever compares the way to calculate with the Mo family disciples is just a humiliation of his own, and not no one has tried it.

Chao Cuo's reaction was extremely quick. When he changed his mind, he understood Zhou Yang's intention. Chao Cuo had to praise him. Zhou Yang was really good at grasping the key points. This was indeed the only way to deal with Mo family disciples. However, Chao Cuo also regretted Zhou Yang, which was overestimating his own abilities. This was boring.

Of course he didn't know that Zhou Yang was a modern person. If he really wanted to compare his skills, he would not be worse than the Mohist disciples, especially in theory, he was not even able to compete with the Mohist disciples.

"What are you comparing? The Grand Marshal was joking with you, you actually took it seriously?" Chao Cuo's face sank and he shouted.

He is the leader of the Mo family, and his words are very strong. Although the Mo family disciples were not convinced, they dared not speak anymore. Chao Cuo said to Zhou Yang: "Master, they have many offensive things, so please forgive me."

He was giving Zhou Yang a step. According to his idea, Zhou Yang should go down the donkey. However, to his surprise, Zhou Yang not only did not go down the donkey, but also had a higher tone: "Sir, I am wrong! I am not talking about jokes, but the truth! I have heard about the way of doing good craftsmanship in the Mohist family for a long time, and I have always wanted to see you at first sight!"

"Oh!" Chao Cuo had a kindness, but did not receive the unexpected effect. He had to sigh and stop talking.

"Brother-in-law, are you successful? They are disciples of the Mo family!" Liu Che whispered in Zhou Yang's ear.

He also had a kind intention. Comparing with Mo family disciples, no one in the world can make a good choice.

Zhou Yang didn't say anything, just nodded, feeling extremely confident, and Liu Che stopped talking.

"Who will come first?" Zhou Yang looked at the Mo family disciple who was almost spitting out of fire in his eyes and asked loudly.

"You are a guest from afar, we can't be lazy, so you should first!" Although the Mo family disciples were very angry, they still maintained the hospitality method, without shouting or scolding.

"Okay! Then I'll be ugly!" Zhou Yang rolled up his sleeves and agreed readily.

Things have reached an irresistible point, and there is only a competition. Chao Cuo is worried about Zhou Yang.

"Don't worry, sir, brother-in-law has a good fortune." Liu Che said in Chao Cuo's ear in a low voice.

Chao Cuo knew Zhou Yang and he would not know how to do things that he was not sure about. However, there were not people who could surpass Mo family disciples in the way of calculating the work, so how could Chao Cuo not worry?

Zhou Yang asked someone to get a few wooden boards and put them together, and then asked someone to get charcoal. This is Zhou Yang's prop.

Seeing Zhou Feng's actions in his eyes, the Mo family disciples were extremely surprised and their eyes were wide open. Zhou Yang's actions were so novel. Even Mo Zi preached, he had never done such a move.

"Many of you are amazing calculators. I will let you see what a real calculator is now." Zhou Yang grabbed the charcoal and walked to the board, drawing the charcoal in his hand on the board.

The Mo family disciple stretched his neck long and his eyes widened, staring at Zhou Yang's hand as if he was afraid of missing a small detail.

As the Mohist disciples watched, I saw three and two charcoal in Zhou Yang's hand, and a right-angle triangle appeared on the wooden board.

"What is this? Do you know? This is a triangle!" Zhou Yang pointed to the triangle and explained to the Mo family disciples, saying: "The triangle has a big feature, that is, it is very stable. Why are the Nine Dings three-legged? That's because the three-legged feet form a triangle, which is very stable."

The stability of the triangle is well known. The Mo family disciples did not think it was surprising and sneered: "We have known it for a long time, and you don't need to say it." Yan Lai was quite disdainful.

"Very good!" Zhou Yang waved his hand and said, "It's good that you know, so let's talk about what you don't know. This is three, this is four, this is five..." Zhou Yang did not live on the edge of the triangle to mark the numbers.

"This is Shang Gao's saying, what's so strange about it?" The Mo family disciples sarcastically sounded.

Zhou Yang drew a right-angle triangle. According to the Pythagorean theorem, it is called three-strand four-strand five-strand. As early as the end of the Shang Dynasty and the beginning of the Zhou Dynasty, our ancestors discovered this principle. The most famous one was Zhou Gong asking about Shang Gao, so the Mohist disciples also called Shang Gao.

From Shanggao to the present, the Pythagorean theorem has been around for seven or eight hundred years. The Mohist disciples are familiar with each other, and the sound of ridicule is heard.

The laughter roared, but Zhou Yang remained silent and looked at the Mo family disciples coldly until they stopped laughing, and then said, "Who do you know why this is the case?" He asked the Mo family disciples to prove it.

"It's like this!" Although Shang Gao discovered the Pythagorean theorem, it was unable to prove it. In China, it was in the Three Kingdoms period, and hundreds of years would have passed. At that time, the Pythagorean theorem was used as a "axalism" and did not require proof. Where could the Mohist disciples prove it?

They believed that Zhou Yang was a waste of time and was extremely contemptuous.

Zhou Yang smiled slightly and said, "You don't know the whole story, I can prove it to you."

"Brave!" After the Pythagorean theorem was published, it was not that no one had proved it, but that countless talented people were exhausted, but they could not prove it. If Zhou Yang really wanted to prove it, it would be enough to cause a sensation.

However, Zhou Yang is a general, and famous generals who fought in wars did not become famous by studying mathematics. It is not ordinary and difficult to prove that the Mohist disciples believed in Zhou Yang's energy. The difficulty is not easier than to believe that the sun comes out from the west.

"Look at it!" Facts are better than words, and it is useless to say more. As long as it proves, everything will be self-evident. Zhou Yang's charcoal in his hand begins to move, and lines appear.

After finishing the drawing, Zhou Yang began to prove it.

Until now, there are dozens of proofs of the Pythagorean theorem. Zhou Yang has seen some of them online. I still remember that he chose the simplest one to prove it. He can prove it in just one breath.

"This..." The Mo family disciple widened his eyes and looked at Zhou Yang in disbelief.

Zhou Yang came to find a difficult problem that troubled countless talented people, but he was able to do it with no difficulty at all. If the Mo family disciples had not seen it with their own eyes, they would not believe it.

Let’s not talk about whether the proof is correct or not. This kind of proficiency alone is not something they can do, and the Mo family disciples were shocked.

"Hula!" The Mo family disciple hugged forward, stretched his neck, widened his eyes, and stood on tiptoe, squeezed me into a ball, staring at the wooden board, and looked over and over again.

They were very proficient in mathematics. After looking at it carefully, they had to admit that Zhou Yang really proved the academic knowledge of Shang Gao.

Chao Cuo is also a good calculator. After looking closely, his eyes widened and his mouth widened. He was so surprised that he couldn't even speak. He didn't believe it anyway. This problem that has troubled countless talented people for hundreds of years has been proved.

"The Grand Marshal won!" After a long time, the Mo family disciples calmed down and admitted defeat in unison.

The tone of the Mo family disciples at this time was no longer the sarcasm that they had before, but were convinced and sincerely admitted defeat.

"Take it! Acknowledge it!" Zhou Yang clasped his fists and said, "It's your turn."

"The great general can understand Shang Gao's skills. We are convinced and willing to lose the worst. We dare not show any shame in front of the great general." The Mo family disciples said in unison.

The Mo family disciples of Shang Gao’s studies have spent a lot of effort to prove it. Among them, including the great scholars Mozi and Guiguzi, who exhausted their efforts, but ended in vain. Zhou Yang could prove that if he competed with Zhou Yang for math, it would be a humiliation for himself, and they would not dare to show their ugliness.

"Haha!" Zhou Yangda appreciated the change in attitude of the Mo family disciples. This is a scholar. A real scholar is not an academic hooligan, nor the so-called brick-domes called beasts in modern society. He is obviously wrong, but he still refuses to give in. Mo family disciples lose when they lose. Such a mind is enough to make Zhou Yang admire him.

Only with such a open mind can we do knowledge. Only by training the talents they trained will carry forward their academic careers, and Zhou Yang was extremely pleased.

"The Great Marshal is unparalleled in the world in his calculations. I wonder if the Great Marshal cannot show his skills in engineering, so that we can open our eyes?" A Mo family disciple immediately spoke in a controversial tone and solicited Zhou Yang's opinions.

"Yeah!" Chao Cuo was also curious. Zhou Yang was so good at math, but he wouldn't be bad at engineering. If he could see it, he would definitely be comforting his life.

Halfway through the competition, the Mo family disciples were convinced and could end it. However, Zhou Yang had no idea. If Zhou Yang showed his skills in engineering, the Mo family disciples would be even more convinced of him. It would be inevitable that he would go down the mountain.

"Okay!" Zhou Yang smiled humbly, "If there is something missing, please correct me!"

"The Great Marshal is so serious. It is our honor to be able to see the Great Marshal's magical skills!" The Mo family disciples' attitude was so good that they could not be better.

Zhou Yang asked people to get lime and alkali. Our ancestors used lime as early as the Xia and Shang dynasties to build houses. Today, it has been used for two or three thousand years. There are many ordinary things in the Mohist General Courtyard.

As for alkali, it was also used at that time, but it was not used much. It was found in the Mohist General Academy. Chao Cuo used it from time to time and could not be missing.

Zhou Yang picked up the alkali, shook it in his hand, and asked with a smile: "What do you eat the most when you live in Guanzhong?"

"pasta!"

"Guokui!"

A Mo family disciple immediately said with a smile.

Guokui originated from the Changping War. At that time, Qin and Zhao were in stalemate, and King Zhao of Qin used the power of the whole country to transport food and grass to the front line. In the Changping War, the military strength of Qin and Zhao sides was almost the same. According to the military strategy, "double the force, it will be surrounded by it". Qin did not have the advantageous force, so Bai Qi could not surround the Zhao army. The reason why Bai Qi did this was because he used the favorable conditions of the complex terrain of Changping to lure Zhao Kuo's army to a dangerous place. The Qin army guarded the dangerous pass, and the Zhao army could not escape.

The Qin army surrounded the Zhao army, but in order to block the Zhao army, some Qin army had to station on the mountain without water, so using water was a big trouble. The Qin State is located in Guanzhong, with grain mainly wheat, and the Qin army ate more pasta. If flour is to be mixed, water is needed. Where can I find water on the mountain? This has to be transported from the rear, which is a huge burden on the Qin State.

In order to reduce the burden, King Zhao of Qin ordered that the flour be cured first and then transported to the front line. The soldiers on the front line only needed to roast it, which not only reduced the logistics burden on the Qin army, but also saved time for the Qin army. This was a killing of two birds with one stone.

The Qin general Wang Ling brought the dough and raised the fire with the soldiers to cook. At that time, there was a difficulty, that was, there was no pot, and the dough could only be eaten. The soldiers toasted bread in a variety of ways, and there were various situations, and there were a lot of things.

Wang Ling took off his helmet, put it on the fire and burned it, slapped the dough a few times, and threw it in. Unexpectedly, after baking, it turned out to be smelled of wheat, which was tempting to drool. He took off his helmet and saw that the dough was browned, which was better and more suitable than the soldiers' roasting method.

So, the Qin army soldiers followed the example, and Guokui got its name. After the Changping War, Guokui was passed down, and even modern society still existed, but the practices were novel and diverse.

The use of a helmet to bake the dough was loved by the Qin army soldiers. He also sang a song "Guokui Guojiu, wheat noodles, pothi, iron helmet hard, burnt yellow and crispy, smoke and fire, thick and black. Fighting for the ages, Daqin Guojiu!"

After the Battle of Changping, Guokui was particularly popular in Guanzhong. Shennong Mountain was in Guanzhong, and Mo family disciples ate Guokui a lot.

"I tell you, after fermenting the dough, it will taste sour and use this thing to make it, and the dough will be loose and refreshing, and it will be very delicious." Zhou Yang smiled and pointed out a way to make delicious food to them: "You love to eat Guoku, but Guoku is too hard. If you have this thing, Guoku will be much better."

Speaking of this, Zhou Yang suddenly felt a sudden change in his heart. If the Han army wanted to go out to operate, they would have to bring more Guoku. Although Guoku is easy to preserve, it is too hard, which is hampering the body of the soldiers. Eating too much will make them feel uncomfortable. If the flour is fermented and then made into pasta, it will be much softer, which is very good for the soldiers' bodies.

We were about to engage in a life-and-death battle with the Huns. We marched in the desert. We often couldn't make a fire and cook for several days, and could only eat cold and hard pots. This was not good.

This matter must be handled in a hurry!

"Really?" The Mo family disciples were a little disbelief.

"I'll try it for you to taste it when this matter is over." Zhou Yang was full of confidence. If this was to be used in the army, he had to try it.

"Okay!" The Mo family disciples cheered in unison. Zhou Dashuai was amazing, and the pasta he made must be unique.

"What changes will happen if lime and alkali meet together?" Zhou Yang touched lime and alkali, but there was no change.

"How can there be any change!" The Mo family disciple kept shaking his head, not believing that there would be any change.

"Look at it." Zhou Yang got off the high platform and transformed the lime into the clean water that had been prepared long ago. A burst of heat came up. The lime would steam when it entered the water. This was thousands of years of experience. The Mo family disciples had seen it many times, and were not surprised at all. They just surrounded Zhou Yang and did not speak.

Zhou Yang then alkalized it in another pot of clear water, and the impurities were deposited to the bottom of the pot. The Mo family disciples had seen it, but they didn't say anything, just looked at it.

Until it was cleared, Zhou Yang first scooped the lime water into a clean tile kettle, and then scooped the alkaline water over. When the alkaline water was added, something magical happened. In the originally clear tile kettle, there were many particles, sinking straight to the bottom of the kettle.

"Ah!" The Mo family disciple exclaimed.

They have seen many limes and alkalis, but they have never seen such a magical thing. It is impossible to be surprised if they are not surprised.

"What a brilliant Taoist technique!" Chao Cuo looked admiring and praised Zhou Yang: "The great commander is very profound in Taoism, and I admire him!"

"Taoism?" Zhou Yang almost fell to the ground when he heard this. This was obviously a chemical reaction, but why did it become a Taoism again? What about Taoism?
To be continued...