Such a "black technology" as electromagnetic waves is completely impossible for Meng Yue to give any suggestions, not to mention that at this stage, even the national power grid wires have not been laid out, and it is difficult to form wired telephones for a while and a half. Therefore, the most important thing at the moment is the construction of the national power grid, and the construction of dams must also be carried out.

Even though Taizu did not like the Three Gorges Project, he pointed out that hydropower is the easiest to build under limited conditions. Wind power, solar power and nuclear power, or any other renewable clean energy, are not realistic in the current situation. It is nothing more than adhering to the legacy of Taizu and not attacking the idea of the waters of the Central Plains, the Ming Dynasty has laid down so many territories, there is always a place suitable for building a dam, and it will not have a bad impact.

At noon, the teachers and students of the School of Engineering gathered together, and the sauce duck and braised pork brought by Meng Yue from Nanjing were finely chopped and packed in small plates, and you could get an extra portion when you went to the window to pick up food. Meng Yue originally thought that when everyone ate the sauce duck, what would appear was a chat about food, but he didn't expect that everyone would eat with her.

"Miss Ameng, it seems that there is no unboxing scene for you in the Delin class this year?"

"What do you say about the unboxing scene, Miss Ameng is preparing for the wedding, where is the spare time to draw a book. ”

"I don't have time to work when I'm busy with the wedding.,It's been more than half a year since the wedding.,There should be a new book.,Will you still be on the unboxing show next year?"

"If you can also invite a team to rehearse in Qiaojun, you can't patronize the ticket holders in Nanjing, just ignore us, count, we are my mother's family, Miss Ameng can't get married and throw her mother's family aside!"

Meng Yue, who thought that when he left Nanjing City, he would no longer be surrounded by fans, sighed deeply: "This year has been very busy, and next year may not be able to catch up." ”

Meng Youdu is going to throw the drummer's vest into the sky, okay, she is not enough to be with Wang Ligreasy every day, where to squeeze out time, and empty her head to figure out what book to draw. Now, the only thing she can draw is that she doesn't have to empty her brain, her mind is full of eighteen forbidden ...... Pornography.

Her words attracted everyone's kind smiles, and everyone's gaze was particularly meaningful to the content she was busy with: "It's okay, as long as the drummer doesn't seal the pen, I can point to the drummer's play in my life." ”

"Everything else is good, it's just ...... Miss Ameng, can you still write about Taizu next time, we still like Miss Ameng's Taizu the most, and what others write is almost meaningful. "No one else will let Taizu be born into a daughter, and no one will let Taizu cross and cross, be reborn and be reborn, and the fun is far better than other books.

When she tried hard to stop writing Taizu Doujin,Actually everyone is still looking forward to her out of the same book,Meng Yue felt,The label of this fandom on her body is probably not to tear off in this life:"I've written Taizu several times.,There's no other fresh story to write.,Won't you get tired of watching me write Taizu?"

Everyone said in unison that they wouldn't be at all, they just love to watch the drummer's Taizu, the picture books are cute, and the drama is both tall and cute, and it is not abrupt at all. In the entire Ming Dynasty, there will be no better balance than the drummer, and how many people who follow the trend to write about Taizu's rebirth have not written the essence...... After all, the traverser Taizu is also a descendant of the traverser, Meng Yue.

It's easy to break free from the pile of fans, and Meng Yue has to think carefully about what to write in the next picture book. She had a fan say before that she had a number in her heart.,What is the number.,What's the number.,It's purely perfunctory.,Save being always urged.。 When he really faced this problem, Meng Yue's mind was blank: "Isn't it really possible to write Taizu, don't want to, I don't want to always bring Taizu out to me for the platform." ”

The pastries in Qian County are extremely well done, and Meng Yue smelled the taste along the way and found the best steamed bun shop in Qian County, which is famous for its mutton buns throughout Henan Province. In addition to mutton buns, there are also ordinary pork buns, which are the size of a sea bowl, and you can eat a tube that is full. The pork bag is actually pure pork, even the ginger and garlic are soaked in water and then stirred into the meat filling, four points fat and six points lean, plus raw sesame oil, the taste is simply amazing.

There is a cloth workshop of the Meng family in Qian County, which is open diagonally opposite the steamed bun shop, and the flag of this steamed bun shop is quite old, and some of them can't see the original state. When Meng Yue was drinking dried vegetable soup and eating pork buns at the door, the shopkeeper of Meng's cloth workshop was holding a newly woven bun shop flag. The shopkeeper has only met Meng Yue a few times, but he hasn't seen her for many years, and Meng Yue buried himself in soup and ate steamed buns, and he really didn't recognize her.

Meng Yue was delivered to the door by herself, and after she finished eating the buns, she saw that there was her own shop next to her, so she led the newly hired maid to pick the leaves and enter the cloth workshop. Cai Pu Cai Jia is a twin, one left and one right followed Meng Yue into the shop, the steward couldn't help but look at it twice, naturally how to look familiar: "Miss?"

"Uncle Dong, I haven't seen you for many years, but it's always been good. ”

Shopkeeper Dong hurriedly came out from behind the counter and said, "Okay, good, the cloth shop business is getting better and better, and the monthly money is getting higher and higher, how can there be anything bad." The lord came a few days ago, saying that the young lady also returned, but he went to Luyi first, and he didn't want the young lady to have arrived in Qian County. ”

"Yes, I only came here yesterday, so why don't I come and see it today. ”

Drinking the tea given by Xiao Er, Meng Yue carefully looked at the fabrics in the cloth workshop, and the most on the cabinet was the cotton cloth spun by his own hydraulic spinning machine, which was thicker in winter than in summer, and the cotton jacket was sandwiched and dirty and resistant to pulp washing. The second is wool material, warm and crisp, there are more and more patterns, and even wool threads are put out to sell, but there are not many, and the colors are few, but they are all dyed very beautifully. Then there is the silk brocade and the stocked knitted fabric, which may be selling very well, and there is not much left, only a few samples on the counter.

"The knitted fabric seems to be selling well, and you can consider knitting a little more next year, and it is softer to wear close-fitting. ”

"Yes, the materials from our cloth workshop are easy to sell now, but the materials that are easy to sell are easy to run out. "Especially after Meng Yue sent a copy of the artwork and samples of autumn clothes and pants everywhere, the knitted materials were sold out every day, and they were not available at all.

"That's no way, add a few more looms next year, and it won't be out of stock, and my brother also said that it will be fine next year." Meng Yue pondered for a while, and felt that his contribution in this area should not be able to be more, and he immediately left and went home.

No, when she got up, she kept rummaging through the counter and looking around, and the young men and women who had bought a bunch of fabrics turned around in unison: "You're a drummer, right?"

Mengyo: ......

"No, you're mistaken. ”

"How can you admit your mistake, don't try to fool us, we are natives of Qianjun, and in our early years, our family had business dealings with Vice Dean Meng of the School of Engineering. ”

Meng Yue: "Ahem, I'm ...... too"

"You don't need to explain, just tell us what your next book will be and what story it is. "Fans can be satisfied just by hearing what their idols are doing, and they don't need idols to explain anything to them.

Meng Yue: But I can explain it to you, but I can't explain the situation!

PS: The radio is not so fast, after all, there is no Meng Yue to give extra hints for the correct answer, so yes, you can continue to guess~