Han Mo himself had entered officialdom directly because of this article, so when he began to write memorials again, it was as if he had divine help.
He finished the memorial of several thousand words in just over an hour.
In the memorial, he briefly outlined his revised plan to the Emperor.
Of course, the dangerous parts were all glossed over with subtle phrasing.
The entire memorial focused on the potential or expected benefits of the plan, the problems he needed to solve, and the obstacles he might encounter.
After finishing the memorial, Han Mo reviewed it three or four times before shifting his attention back to the spinning machine in front of him.
Simply handing this thing over was, of course, out of the question.
After all, before the invention of the steam engine, this was a true trump card.
Even in a game of cards, no one would play their ace right away, would they?
Although Emperor Huizong of Song, Zhao Ji, was a foolish ruler, foolish rulers had their advantages. As long as Han Mo could produce something truly effective, Zhao Ji would not bother with ancestral rules or the like.
As long as it could help him accumulate wealth for his enjoyment, there was nothing he couldn't do, no power he couldn't give away!
Even eunuchs could become prime ministers, so what was impossible in this world?
After putting away the memorial, Han Mo returned to his desk and began drawing a simplified version of the blueprint.
What needed to be shown to the Emperor was only a set of the most basic tools.
Besides, at this time, there were already small cotton planting areas along the Fujian Road.
Once this set of tools was available, Han Mo did not believe Zhao Ji would not be tempted.
After all, cotton cloth, even in Bianliang City, was a rare commodity now.
Throughout the Great Song Dynasty, no similar machines had appeared until now. These were all brought from overseas by maritime merchants!
Compared to silk fabrics, cotton cloth had unparalleled advantages in warmth and comfort.
More importantly, compared to silk, cotton, which grew from the earth, undoubtedly had greater development potential in terms of yield and commercial value.
When a dynasty introduced a new material for clothing, it not only represented a vast chain of interests but also the Emperor's achievements!
In recent years, there had been continuous natural disasters, the common people were complaining, and large-scale peasant uprisings had erupted throughout the country.
The appearance of Han Mo's machinery was truly sending charcoal in the snow for Zhao Ji. He couldn't believe this fellow wouldn't be moved!
Having not slept for a full day and night, Han Mo finally dozed off on his desk after finishing the last drawing.
"My Lord, why are you sleeping here?"
The next morning, when Liang Hongyu came in to prepare to help Han Mo wash up, she discovered Han Mo sleeping at his desk.
"It's nothing. Oh, and today at noon, instruct the kitchen to add more meat to the meals for the artisans!"
After washing his face with the cold water brought by Liang Hongyu, Han Mo felt much more awake.
Although he had been awake for a day and two nights, the thought of his grand plan made Han Mo feel full of vigor again.
After a hasty breakfast, he immediately went to the courtyard from yesterday.
Compared to what was manufactured yesterday, this one today was much simpler.
And it was undoubtedly much simpler to operate.
It was just a simple spinning machine, and with the skill of these artisans, it was ready in less than half an hour.
As for the loom, Han Mo did not need to worry about it at all.
As long as ordinary cotton could be spun into thread, the remaining steps were no different from the process of silk production.
The existing looms in the imperial court were fully capable of handling this task.
As for the flying shuttle machine, which was still in the blueprint stage, Han Mo did not intend to give it to the Emperor just yet.
After all, the imperial palace of the Great Song was like a sieve with holes everywhere.
Once this blueprint entered the palace, it would not be long before all the merchants in Bianliang City had the same thing.
Han Mo's subsequent plans required a massive amount of money to support them.
Han Mo did not want to share this kind of trump card, which could create a huge industrial leap, with them for free at this moment.
Even a complete novice like Han Mo gradually began to master the use of this most primitive hand-cranked spinning machine after studying it for over an hour.
"My Lord, you are..."
As soon as Xu Fengnian entered the room, he saw Han Mo fiddling with a pile of cotton and asked somewhat curiously.
"Are you interested in becoming an official, kid?"
Han Mo asked casually while fiddling with the cotton in his hand.
"Become an official? You're joking!"
Hearing Han Mo's words, Xu Fengnian was stunned and almost jumped up.
"Why are you getting so excited, kid? You should think carefully. This is a rare heaven-sent opportunity. If you don't want it, I'll give it to someone else!"
Although Xu Fengnian was still a young lad, ever since he started following Han Mo, he had been quite cautious in his actions and had never made any major mistakes. Han Mo was now really considering cultivating him.
"Of course, it would be great to become an official, but I am still a servant..."
"What does status matter? It's just a matter of a document. If you're willing, I'll have someone change your household registration right away!"
"Of course, I'm willing. Anyone who isn't willing is a fool!"
Seeing that Han Mo did not seem to be joking, Xu Fengnian quickly said.
"If you want to be an official, come here and learn this skill properly for me!"
Han Mo said, handing him the cotton in his hand.
"Learn this?"
This time, Xu Fengnian was a bit confused, like a monk touching a wall.
However, fortunately, he was quite agile and learned things very quickly.
In less than no time, he was already skillfully turning a sliver of cotton into a long strand of yarn!
"If you were to demonstrate the entire process in front of His Majesty, would you dare?"
Seeing that the kid was becoming more and more proficient, Han Mo suddenly asked.
"In front of His Majesty..."
Xu Fengnian's eyes widened. Although he was also a servant of the Grand Princess's mansion, the thought of doing something like this in front of His Majesty made his heart flutter a little.