- The next day

"Uncle Lin, two Brother Lin, you are out and about, but you have to be careful in everything. Brother Xianhe, I asked Sister Lu Ning for a letter a few days ago, you bring it, and give it to Lu Zhi when the time comes, so that you can also have your own person in Luoyang. ”

In order to recruit people, Lin Huan took the Lin Hai brothers and a team of people to prepare to go south to Jizhou and other places to recruit displaced people.

The severe drought in the Central Plains has become a foregone conclusion, and it is said that many places are about to lose their harvests.

And the great drought is only the beginning, the drought must be locusts is a truth that the Chinese of this era know, drought plus locust plague, then the next is the great famine.

In the face of famine, unless there is a government to help with relief, there is no other way but to flee.

However, there is a time lag between the drought and the final famine, and if enough food can be prepared within this time lag or the population can be moved out of the disaster area, then there will be salvation, but unfortunately, the government in the late Han Dynasty did not have this ability.

Ma Qiang doesn't have this ability, he can only save as much as he can.

Lin Huan and others went south to recruit displaced people with the task of buying food, and once the famine began, Youzhou would also be short of food.

Although Ma Qiang asked farmers to open up fields, there were no chemical fertilizers, no potatoes and sweet potatoes, and no Yuan Da Druids in this era, so the yield of crops was like this, and they could only rely on intensive cultivation to increase production.

Thanks to the continuous burning of plant ash, the plant ash fertilizer is still sufficient.

"Ma Lang, don't worry, you just need to arrange someone to receive it." Lin Huan waved his hand and said with a smile.

Jian Yong has a lazy smile on his face, which makes people feel at ease.

Watching Lin Huan and the others leave, Ma Qiang sighed.

"Why is Brother Pony so sentimental today?" Lu Qingcheng asked puzzled.

"This time I went out, no one sent news for half a month, and now the situation in Jizhou is unstable, if only there was a mobile phone."

"What is a cell phone?"

"It's just... Something that allows people to talk from thousands of miles away. Ma Qiang reluctantly explained the most basic function of the mobile phone.

"And something like that? Isn't that fairy? Lu Qingcheng is convinced of Ma Qiang's words, as long as Ma Qiang says that there is such a thing, there must be it!

"Brother Pony, where is the phone? I want to talk to my father~" Lin Zhi looked at the direction of Lin Huan, who was no longer visible, and said with tears in his eyes.

Separation is always sad.

It's in the nest of white smoke... Ma Qiang scratched his face and thought to himself.

"I can't do this... Actually, it's not that it can't be done, it's just that there are still difficulties. ”

Ma Qiang touched his chin and thought.

"Really? I want, I want! ”

"Brother Pony, can you be a clairer??" Lu Qingcheng believes it, but believing that there is such a thing as a clairel and believing that Ma Qiang can make a clairvoyant are completely different things.

"Smart phones can't do it, and mobile phones can't do it so small, but it's not impossible to have a mobile phone that can communicate over a short distance, and there's also a transmitter, which is not difficult... It's just that the materials are not enough now, but they can be prepared now! ”

Ma Qiang waved his hand and said, his eyes were already shining, these days he has been worried about the plague, money and food, and he is about to forget the joy of scientific research.

If anyone in the future heard Ma Qiang's words here, his mouth would be frightened.

Mobile phone, homemade, late Han Dynasty??

Are these three next to each other?

Ma Qiang said, it's not that you haven't read good books, I really think there is a big difference between the technology of the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries and the end of the Han Dynasty, at least in Ma Qiang's eyes, there is no difference, that is, the difference between what he needs to do in three months or half a year.

Could it be that radio waves could propagate in the twentieth century and fail in the second century?

Archimedes said, give him a fulcrum, he can lift an earth, Ma Qiang said, you give me enough materials, I will build a nuclear power plant for you in the late Han Dynasty...

- Laboratory

"What is this ????"

Lu Qingcheng and Lin Zhi looked at the long picture drawn by Ma Qiang, and only felt that they were about to faint, which was full of dense incomprehensible words.

This is the first time that Ma Qiang has been so interested.

Making a mobile phone in the Han Dynasty is really exciting to think about.

Especially after drawing the design drawings, if all the ideas here are realized, the industry of the Red Star Camp will really take off, well, it should be able to reach the level of the eighteenth century.

Although it was humble eighteenth century ...

"That's what you need for your phone!" Ma Qiang pointed to the last column and said, "We need batteries, plastics, and vacuum tubes, as long as we make these three things, we can make mobile phones." ”

"One... I don't understand any of them. Lu Qingcheng swallowed.

If you don't understand, if you can understand, I will doubt life.

Just as Ma Qiang was about to explain further, a voice came from outside.

"Sir, Uncle Yang and Yang Chi ask to meet."

"Uncle Yang? Yang Chi? Ma Qiang read it with some suspicion, could it be that there was something wrong with the warehouse.

Ma Qiang took Lu Qingcheng and Lin Zhi out, Yang Wanli was pushed by Yang Chi in a wheelchair, Yang Chi lowered his head, as if he didn't dare to look at everyone.

"Ma Lang, the old man is here to beg you today."

Yang Wanli said directly to the point, "My child has been taking care of the old man, and now the old man has a dividend income, and he can also ask others to take care of him, I want you to accept my child and let him do something, what do you think." ”

"What Uncle Yang said, Brother Yang Chi is from our Dasong Village, and he is naturally the most trustworthy person, in this way, Brother Yang Chi, which department do you want to go to, you can say it yourself, I will agree."

Yang Chi glanced at Yang Wanli, Yang Wanli nodded encouragingly, Yang Chi clenched his fists, closed his eyes, lowered his head, and shouted at Ma Qiang, "I want to come to Brother Xiaoma's laboratory to do things!" ”

"Nonsense!" Without waiting for Ma Qiang to speak, Yang Wanli roared directly, "You son of a!" Ma Lang, this matter is wrong with the old man, so let's stop it, son! Get the hell out of here! Without me, you are not allowed to leave the house again! ”

Everyone knows that the laboratory is Ma Qiang's forbidden place, and only with Ma Qiang's permission will someone occasionally go in to stay for a while, and people outside say that Ma Qiang has a legendary sect secret book in his hand, which is hidden in the laboratory, and it even records the method of making people immortals.

The peasant grandmother's tongue wife, can you still blow a score? But the fact that there is Ma Qiang's secret in the laboratory is admitted by everyone, and therefore, even Lu Qingcheng and others will not easily disturb Ma Qiang in the laboratory.

Now Yang Chi said that he wanted to go to the laboratory through Ma Qiang's words just now, to put it bluntly, he wanted to learn Ma Qiang's skills, which felt normal in later generations, any scientific research dog wanted to learn things, and any big boss of the laboratory also needed a scientific research dog, but in the eyes of people in this era, Yang Ci was peeking at other people's sect secrets, and in the eyes of some people with more serious views on the portal, it was no problem for this kind of person to be killed directly.