"Oh? Mr. Yang Huai?"
Inside the room.
Hearing this name mentioned by Mr. Xie, the Old Chief Steward.
Old Jia, who was grinding ink, suddenly put down the ink block, lifted his head, and asked Old Su:
"Brother Zirong, Mr. Yang Huai... Is this the same person as Han Gonglian, Han Wenyi, who calculated the gears and scales in the Yuan You Celestial Sphere?"
"That's correct, it's him."
Old Su nodded, confirming his words.
At the same time, he raised a slight apologetic smile on his face and explained:
"The matter of lenses is of great importance; therefore, I shamelessly invited several mathematics masters to assist us. I kindly ask Mr. Tongyu not to take offense."
Old Jia waved his hand indifferently, saying:
"Brother Zirong, it's a small thing, no need to talk about blame.
It just so happens that I haven't seen Wenyi for many years, so it's a good opportunity to meet him at your residence and see what he's turned into.
