"The car my dad bought before had hundreds of horsepower. Instead of using a motor, how about using an engine."

Zhang Yumeng opened her mouth and looked at Yang Qian with the eyes of Guan Ai, a mentally retarded person.

"Can you build an engine? The engine drinks gasoline. Thank you."

Yang Qian was stunned, then smiled, almost forgetting that this guy drank gasoline, no wonder he was so strong.

At this time, a gust of breeze blew by, and Yang Qian naturally lit a cigarette. The door of the camp was blown and made a hunting sound.

Suddenly a ray of light exploded in Yang Qian's mind, and his whole mind suddenly broadened.

"Yes, I have another idea."

A big pound sign appeared on Zhang Yumeng's forehead: "Yang Qian, that's enough. If you show me those retarded ideas again, I promise to beat you to death."

"Believe me, these are your weaknesses, but I can't blame you. After all, it's normal to be partial to subjects."

Yang Gan raised his hand and promised, "This method will definitely work, I guarantee it."

Zhang Yumengtou said, "Sooner or later, I will be played to death by you. Tell me, what kind of fantastic idea is it? Are you planning to strangle me to death with your strange brain circuits?"

"The treasure ship is sailing on the sea. Isn't the wind on the sea very strong?"

"Huh? They're usually not small. What's wrong?"

The corner of Yang Gan's mouth raised, showing a confident expression, "Make the battery as big as possible and place it on the boat. Even if the boat doesn't sail, there will still be wind and the water will flow."

"Just put a hydroelectric generator and a wind turbine on the ship to charge the battery. Let's see if this works."

Yang Qian, who was originally confident, looked into Zhang Yumeng's eyes, and the more he spoke, the less confident he became. His last words were hesitant.

Zhang Yumeng's eyes lit up, he took out a piece of white paper and started drawing drawings.

After a while, she looked at Yang Qian in surprise.

"Damn it, you can do it. How did you come up with it?"

Yang Gan pointed at the tent and said proudly, "I saw the tent being blown up, and I was wondering if the wind could be used. If the wind can be used, why can't water conservancy?"

Zhang Yumeng smiled and said, "No wonder you are doing so well here and are so knowledgeable about things you don't understand?"

After speaking, she pointed the drawing to Yang Gan.

"You see, Zheng He's treasure ship is also a lucky ship. I can install the battery here, and then connect two generators with wires, one is a 100-kilowatt wind generator, and the other is a 100-kilowatt hydroelectric generator. "

"Under the most ideal conditions, we can generate 200 kilowatts of electricity per hour. If we are lucky, we will usually have a surplus, some more than that."

Yang Gan pointed at the lines on the drawing and asked, "What is this?"

"Don't you want to install the three-bow bed crossbow on the deck? It doesn't consume much power anyway, so why don't you power it all up? The power of 5 kilowatts is not large and it will hardly affect anything."

Yang Gan's face flushed instantly, and he scratched his head in excitement.

This, isn't this an ancient version of a battleship? Hahaha, am I the chosen one who started the age of navigation?

"Don't be too happy too early. Give me some more brass when you have time. The wires all need brass."

No wonder Zhang Yumeng explained it in advance. After all, some wires are very thin and some wires are very thick. The consumption of brass is not much smaller.

Yang Qian's smile immediately froze on his face. He was rich, but this was the first time he used money to directly make wires.

Just like although we know that building highways is very expensive, no one has put stacks of soft coins directly on the road. That feeling is really a pity.

"Okay~~Okay, let Xiao Yu match the brass for you when you get back. Save yourself some money. That thing is money."

"Tch, cheapskate."

Only Yang Gan knows about the internal pressure. Many people say that money is earned, but is this really the case?

No, that's totally wrong.

Increasing revenue and reducing expenditure are naturally complementary.

Only by constantly spending money and making money can we balance our expenditures, and we must save the provinces.

Why hasn't Yang Qian asked the king for the right to mint coins for so long? Dongguo's failure has been defeated by himself.

The remaining six countries are nothing more than a mob. I believe that according to Wang Jian's level, they can all be dealt with in about half a month.

At such an opportunity, wouldn't it be nice to take back the right to mint coins?

It's a pity that Yang Qian didn't dare. According to the intelligence collected by Tianshou Division, the Central Plains is very short of copper, not a little, but very short.

Even some small princely states have begun to issue iron coins on a small scale.

Firstly, there are not many copper mine resources, secondly, it consumes a lot of money to open mountains to smelt copper, and thirdly, the copper smelting technology is only so-so.

In addition, as long as there is no war and the economy grows, there will be a gap between money and materials.

For example, if there are one hundred units of material, then there are one hundred units of currency.

But now in the Central Plains, there are almost 1,000 supplies and dozens or more than 100 currencies. Natural currency is valuable.

If Yang Qian takes back the right to mint coins at this time and returns it to the state, the consequences will be catastrophic.

The monetary system in this life is very complicated, and the monetary system in the previous life is not suitable for this era.

This is also a headache for Yang Qian.

"Okay, let's set off in a few days. Let's go around for a while and then return to Zhuangzi. There are still many things to deal with."

Yang Qian's brain is like a precision instrument. When he thinks about a problem, a series of policy measures are formed in his mind.

Zhang Yumeng asked curiously, "Are you leaving now?"

"The matter has been taken care of, why not go on? I don't know how well the straights and tracks are being repaired."

"etc!"

The corners of Yang Gan's mouth curled up again, and Zhang Yumeng's hair stood on end instantly, and he said hurriedly, "Do you have any more fantastic ideas? Can you wait a moment?"

"You don't really want me to restart the industrial age by myself, do you? I will die. I don't have enough brains at all."

After saying that, Zhang Yumeng pointed at the corner of his eye with seriousness.

"Look, look carefully, I have wrinkles. It's over. By the time you grow up, I will be an advanced maternal age."

"I have to work and have children."

The more Zhang Yumeng talked, the more aggrieved she became, complaining, "In my previous life, I was at most 996, which was too much for 007. Here, I work during the day, and you fuck me up at night. Don't you want to exhaust me to death?"

"Hehehehehe~~~~!"

Yang Qian immediately took Zhang Yumeng into his arms, patted the dog's head and said with a smile, "Why don't you forget about work when you have fun? Besides, if you act like this every day, you will become useless, so it is better to exercise."

"Isn't life just about the sweat of youth?"

Zhang Yumeng tilted her head and said in a daze, "I used to watch Naruto, and I liked everyone. For example, Itachi God, you are awesome, you actually like Metkai."

"Fuck, he's Emperor Kai. If I were half as powerful as him, I would be the first to kill the Sword Master."

Zhang Yumeng said in puzzlement, "You really can't defeat the Sword Master? I think you are already very powerful, and your strength is not like that of a human being."

"You are not human."

Yang Gan shook his head and said, "No, I really can't beat him. His martial arts are not on the same level as mine, and his strength is terrifying. If I hadn't hidden a handful of lime powder in advance, you would probably have spread ashes on me by now." "

"Next time, do less of this kind of thing. What will I do if you are gone?"

Zhang Yumeng enjoyed Yang Qian's touch. Although she was as long as a three-inch penis, she just didn't know why. She felt extremely safe around him and her boyfriend was extremely powerful.

At this time, Zhang Yumeng felt a small hand reaching down from the back of his head, but stopped abruptly when it reached his waist.

Zhang Yumeng showed a satisfied expression on her face, "Why don't you move? I've been practicing yoga every day recently. My figure is getting better and I'm so flexible."

Suddenly, the little hand behind his back retracted very quickly.

Zhang Yumeng curled her lips and said, "You have a thief's heart but not your courage."

At this time, a faint voice came over, "My hands are not long enough."

...

"Hahahaha, you made me laugh so hard. Then how can you be intimate with Krisna in the future? You will be played to death, hahaha."

Zhang Yumeng leaned forward and backward with a smile, as if he had discovered something wonderful.

Looking at Yang Qian's expression, he looked as ugly as if he had eaten a piece of Xiang.

Zhang Yumeng immediately smiled and said carefully, "Didn't I tell you about Zhao Wenmo last time?"

"She is a person who is naturally suited to yoga and body shaping. She has only had such a short time and her figure is incredible. She is so hot."

"Don't you want to be pinched to death? Zhao Wenmo can definitely let you die properly."

Yang Gan stretched out a finger, pointed at the door, and said softly, "Get out of here, don't come to sleep with me today."

After saying that, he threw Zhang Yumeng down and made her squat on her butt.

At this time, Xiao Yu came over and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, I have already explained to Shui Hu and Shi Huacai that your instructions have been passed on. I believe that as long as we continue to provide slaves, there will be no problems."

Yang Qian hugged Xiao Yu directly and said with a smile, "Look at how petite she is. I can hug her with just one hug."

Xiao Yu's cheeks turned rosy when she was hugged. She did not dodge at the moment when Yang Gan went to assassinate King Shang.
To be continued...