"Ink Technique!"

When the city-wide early warning system showed great power in Chang'an City for the first time, the people of Chang'an City really realized the power of ink technology.

Ten miles away, can be instantaneous, this is a thing that no one dared to think of before, in the city's early warning system only ten days of operation, it has exerted great power.

"Whew!"

An ambulance of the Mexican Hospital blew a sharp whistle, and the citizens who came and went consciously gave way to the road, after the oral propaganda in the past few days, everyone knew that as long as the ambulance of the Mexican Hospital was dispatched, it would represent a human life.

Among the many evasive crowds, a four-wheeled carriage resembling an ambulance was among them. In the car, Li Shimin and Wei Zheng sat side by side, and the comfortable backrest seats made people extremely comfortable.

I have to say that the four-wheeled carriage made by Merton is too deceptive, and it is not conspicuous from the outside, and although the interior is exquisite, it is not expensive materials, but it is just beautifully made, even a direct minister like Wei Zheng cannot find a reason to advise.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, the people's hearts are good, this is the credit of Your Majesty's education of the world." Wei Zheng moved his body comfortably, looked at the street that was gradually returning to normal, and said with relief.

This year, Wei Zheng's health is not as good as before, although after the diagnosis and treatment of Dr. Sun Shen, he is not as terminally ill as in history, but his body is still getting worse.

Li Shimin saw that Wei Zheng was tired, so he shared a car with him and came out to observe the people's feelings.

"Human lives are at stake, and Mo Hospital has also done its duty!" Li Shimin said with emotion.

I have to say, who would have thought that with the support of the Mo family, the doctor would make such a proud achievement.

On the entire street of Chang'an City, the ambulance will not hide when it sees the officials, but the officials will give way, which is an order given by Li Shimin himself.

It's only been a few days of operation, the Fire Administration has dispatched three times, two of which are in danger, the last time the fire was too strong, if it wasn't for the fire truck of the Fire Administration to arrive in time, I'm afraid the whole street will be lost, you know, the buildings of this era are all wooden buildings, once a fire breaks out, it will be a fire to the camp.

Ambulances were dispatched fifty times, that is, fifty lives were carefully treated by the Mexican Hospital.

The Chang'an County Ya dispatched a total of 120 times, and such an efficient speed of handling cases was simply praised by the people of Chang'an City, and it is conceivable that as soon as the three-year period expired, the officials of Chang'an County and Cao Li, the head catcher, were promoted to one level.

"Your Majesty is wise!" Wei Zheng sighed sincerely.

In essence, he is an authentic Confucian person, and the deposition of Confucianism is imprinted in his bones, so to speak, before this, he did not look down on any of the hundred schools at all.

However, when Li Shimin left the Mo family in Chang'an City, the power of the Mo family appeared in front of the world for the first time, and people knew for the first time that the original hundred schools were not indispensable.

Today's doctors are so brilliant, but they are just a benchmark for the Mo family, and the real Mo family has already extended its tentacles to all corners of Chang'an City.

The four-wheeled carriage is still a rarity in Chang'an City, just like the cars of the fifties and sixties in later generations, no matter how simple the appearance of Merton is, it still attracts attention.

The south gate of Chang'an City

Li Shimin stopped the four-wheeled carriage, and he and Wei Zheng walked on foot to a small market that spontaneously formed outside the south city gate.

Although Chang'an City has two cities, but it is only a place where regular businessmen gather, the people outside Chang'an City come to pick up local specialties to Chang'an City to sell, generally do not go deep into the city, usually will be in a city gate not far from spontaneous gathering to sell, once sold, will go back immediately, otherwise a little later, back home is already late at night.

The small market was full of shouting, and there was a lot of noise around it.

Li Shimin and Wei Zheng walked in this market, squatting down from time to time, asking about the price, and knocking on the people's feelings.

"Two masters, do you want to buy live chickens? Authentic Mojia Village chicken seedlings. An old woman was wrapped in a flower cloth headscarf, and in front of her, there were more than a dozen and a half large roosters, one by one, constantly looking for food on the ground.

Wei Zheng saw that these roosters had not grown, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "You haven't grown these chickens yet, why did you buy them, are you in urgent need of money at home!" ”

The old woman suddenly smiled when she heard this: "This old man doesn't know anything, my old woman has raised chickens for decades but clearly knows that chickens grow the fastest in the first four months, but after four months, if you feed again, it will grow slowly, and eat more, then the gains outweigh the losses, if it is a hen, it can also lay eggs, the sooner these roosters are sold, the better, and the four-month-old chicken is very tender, use it to make fried chicken, it is a good material of the first class." ”

Li Shimin suddenly laughed and said: "Your old man also knows fried chicken!" ”

The old woman said embarrassedly: "Where have I ever eaten that kind of precious thing, didn't I listen to the chicken seller in Mojia Village?" ”

Wei Zheng looked around the market, and found that there were many rural people similar to the old woman carrying chickens and ducks into the city, and from time to time someone came forward to ask the price to buy it, and the demand for meat in the entire Chang'an City was endless, and how many entered Chang'an City would be digested, but unfortunately there is no vaccine now, and large-scale breeding is almost impossible, and it can only rely on the strength of the masses to carry out large-scale free-range breeding.

"Do you want the two masters, if you don't want it, I will sell these live chickens to Mojia Village, just change some chickens to go back." The old woman pointed to the stall in Mojia Village next to her and said.

I saw that the stall in Mojia Village is the largest of all the stalls, many farmers who are similar to the old woman, after selling the goods in their hands, they go to buy an iron pot, the iron pot in Mojia Village is the lightest and thinnest, the workmanship is exquisite, and the price is cheap, it is very popular.

Or bring home a few chickens, ducks and geese pups, this time is the time when food is abundant, as long as the cubs are put outside, they will naturally go home at night when they are full.

Or give your child a few pencils, a penny, one saving a little is enough for half a month.

Chickens, ducks, geese! Eggs, Songhua eggs, salted duck eggs, iron pot. While Li Shimin and Wei Zheng walked through the market and gained a lot, they also found that the products of the Mo family have been fully integrated into the lives of Chang'an people.

When the farm was busy, the Quyuan plough of Mojia Village was used to plough the land, and when the fields were dry, they were irrigated with the pressure wells invented by the Mojia family.

In the spare time, buy chickens, ducks and goose cubs from Mojia Village, use the methods provided by Mojia Village to make Songhua eggs and salted duck eggs, and maybe sell them to Mojia Food City.

The ink technique has brought changes to the entire Chang'an City, some of which are like the city's early warning system, which is simply earth-shattering, and some of which are like the Quyuan plow, which can only produce effects for a long time, but no matter who they are, they have to admit that these changes are developing on the good side.

Ink technology has been quietly integrated into the lives of the people of the Tang Dynasty.