Chapter 42                                                                                                                             �

The recipe is relatively simple. It is just a few processes and a few raw materials. It is understandable. But what should I do if it is more complicated?

For example, Su Song’s drawings on the water transport celestial meter are like simple drawings for children, and the annotations are very simple. If Zhou Mengchen had not seen many mechanical structures and thought about them, he would understand what was going on, and the data would be even less pitiful. So much so that Zhou Mengchen had almost completely new designs.

From this perspective, the water transport celestial meter cannot be created, and it may not be that Su Song left behind something too simple and a bit difficult to understand.

Could it be that Su Song intentionally left a hidden word and did not want future generations to know?

Of course not.

If Su Song did this, wouldn’t he have to simply not write this book? Why is this?

For Su Song, he felt that he had explained enough, and many unnecessary things were omitted. Later scientists could copy them by Su Song's book, and Zhou Mengchen could also make up for them. It can be seen that the various information left by Su Song was enough.

But you can't understand or think of it without a certain foundation and understanding.

Zhou Mengchen said: "Mathematics is the best tool. It allows us to see things beyond our five senses with the help of it, and establish the same standard to facilitate communication between each other. It is impossible to explain things clearly, and it is difficult to explain things clearly."

"Of course, he may not be able to solve the problem of the so-called meaning but not meaningful."

“But it can solve most of it.”

"It's like the pulleys I'm talking about today, the center of gravity, the bar----" Zhou Mengchen said halfway, and then changed his words temporarily and continued: "The trade-offs and theorems are here. As long as your disciples master these steps, do you still think they don't have the ability to become masters?"

For a moment, there was no sound.

No one spoke.

This is why Zhou Mengchen was determined to promote science, and why science could eventually become a prominent scholar in the world. He thought that the world of every philosopher is his own. But the world of every scientist is one.

The two students have the same knowledge, such as Yangming's Heart Study, and are their hearts the same in the end? No? They studied Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism together, are their own laws of nature the same? No? They are just their own experiences.

Only with science and mathematics as the foundation and pillar can we communicate everyone's ideas smoothly. Even if philosophers pass on their masters and apprentices, it is difficult for them to continue to develop a school. After all, everyone's philosophy is their own philosophy. No one can fully understand it except themselves. Scientists, even if they are not passed on from masters and apprentices, can continue the research that the other party has not completed based on science.

This continuous accumulation of knowledge means that science is better than all old-style knowledge.

Everyone here may not be able to fully understand Zhou Mengchen's words. They each have their own understanding. Zhou Mengchen's three disciples, one of them, looked excited, and seemed to feel the greatness of the master's sect, but the faces of several masters were unstable and they didn't say much.

Seeing this, Zhou Mengchen knew that today was not suitable to continue, and said, "Today, let's go here and continue tomorrow."

Such a first day of the meeting ended.

Master Lei walked a little slower and said to Master Lu and Master Shi: "Long time no see, I'm going to have a drink?"

Birds of a feather flock together, and it is correct for people to be divided into groups.

Although Beijing is large, the entire city has a population of more than one million, and although there are many craftsmen, there are about 100,000 craftsmen serving in Beijing every year, but there are not many people who have narrowed down to the circle of masters. It can be said that there are faces that are familiar to everyone, and maybe they have cooperated with each other before.

There is no familiarity between Lei Dajiang, Lu Dajiang and Shi Dajiang, but he is also an acquaintance.

The two nodded, and the three old men, who were two hundred years younger, found a small street stall on the side of the road, put on a large plate of mutton skewers, accompanied by some rough liquor, and then started eating.

After eating more than a dozen skewers of mutton skewers, they drank a jar of wine, and the color was all over the face. Master Lei seemed to be a little drunk, and he didn't seem to be drunk, and said, "Two, what do you think about Master Zhou today?"

Dajiang Lu put a tag on the table and said, "What do you say? What do you say? What do we hear? Where can I have room for what I want?"

Lei Dajiang said, "Hey, don't say that. I think Master Zhou is a good person today. Although those maths are uncomfortable, he is still a good official. What do you think of what you said to him?"

Dajiang Lu pondered for a moment and stopped talking.

The three of them suddenly became quiet, and people came and went on the roadside, the sound of camel bells, the sound of people talking to others, and the sound of candied haws haws came over one after another.

"I don't have any ideas?" The one who spoke first was Shi Dajiang. He said: "I am so old and I have buried my neck. I don't know if I have any more shoes from last night. I'm worried about so much. What are I doing? But I have sons and grandchildren, and big disciples who follow me to have dinner. I can leave, and I don't care about anything. What should they do?"

"According to Master Zhou's approach, the masters will not have to be a small worker in the future. Then they will follow the master to do it, write and draw in the room, and then send a few novice carpenters to build a house according to their drawings. What should we do? What should the children do?"

The same thing has different opinions.

This is what several masters are worried about.

In the future, they will no longer be needed. Their ancestral skills to rely on for survival seem to be on the verge of being eliminated.

Of course, things are not that extreme. After all, many technical problems need to be solved by people on the front line, but in the future, the carpenters on the front line are just novices compared to the master craftsmen today?

For a moment, they didn't drink wine and the mutton skewers were no longer fragrant.

"What should we do?" Lei Dajiang frowned and said, "Our ancestors have been consuming this bowl of rice for generations. We can't let anyone named Zhou lose their jobs, right?"

However, the status of craftsmen is low. Even though these three masters have reached the peak of craftsmen and even have official positions. Although they are only from the ninth rank, having an official body and not having an official body are completely different things. But even so, they have no way of doing anything to the emperor like Zhou Mengchen?

Could it be that he rushed into the Imperial Heaven Prison and stabbed Zhou Mengchen to death?

They dare not do so.

Lu Dajiang gritted his teeth and said, "Although our ancestors have been eating this bowl of rice for generations, we may not necessarily want to eat this bowl of rice forever. Is the work of craftsmen easy to do? Is there less family destruction? I don't think we have any ancestral jobs? It's serious to find a way to make a future for the children."

Lei Dajiang said, "How do you say this?"

Dajiang Lu said, "Didn't you notice it? When Master Zhou's disciple Xiao Cheng talked about things today, he actually did not avoid our disciples. Logically, the things he said were unique. They needed the three old guys to tell us alone. Even the children were listening, Lord Zhou didn't care? Why is this?"

Lei Dajiang said: "Is Lord Zhou a person like Mr. Yangming?"

Shi Dajiang said, "What's going on with Mr. Yangming?"

Lei Dajiang said: "Mr. Yangming is the Wenqu star who descends to earth, can be both literary and martial, and is best to teach. Even if it is a peddler, you can come and listen."

Dajiang Lu shook his head and said, "I also know Mr. Yangming's knowledge. All consciences are empty and have no practicality. But today, Master Zhou's knowledge can be carried out as long as he learns the work of building a house in the countryside well. This is different."

The application of basic mechanics may not be competent for the construction of large palaces, but the country houses are OK.

After all, these houses are enough as long as they don’t collapse.
Chapter completed!