"Shan Bian, what's wrong with you?"
Chief Cao looked at him as if he was startled.
The mangy man waved his hands and said quickly: "It's okay, it's okay. Why did the work officer suddenly mention Sang Xuanqing?"
The work officer looked around, met their doubtful eyes, and said seriously: "Let's see if there is anything she can do."
"She? Impossible. She just happens to know some KitKat woodwork, but this matter is completely different. It is a problem that even the old craftsman is helpless to solve. What can he understand with a raw melon and egg? He can also understand the construction drawings. ?" Lei Gong sneered.
Qinggong also disagreed: "She is indeed a bit surprising, but which carpenter does not hone his skills day after day? She is still too young. I am afraid she has not even made a few pieces of furniture, so she will definitely not be good."
In fact, Li Litou also thought that Sang Xuanqing was not good enough.
She is a skilled tradesperson, so it makes sense that she knows how to assemble concealed weapons, but her skills as a carpenter are not something you can just rely on luck.
During the time they were lurking, she didn't do any woodwork, it was all done by the boss of the Sang family.
In addition, he and Sang Xuanqing usually have a bad relationship, so he will definitely object at this time: "She? If she can really build the defensive buildings of the trench camp, I will stand on my head and eat shit!"
With one smooth movement of his mouth, he made a stinky bet for himself.
Everyone's eyes fell on him.
After a while, the work officer also felt that what they said made sense, and shook his head sadly: "What should we do? Could it be that we really have to wait for death..."
——
After finding out that he was actually a teenager, Zheng Quchi was so irritated that he couldn't sleep for two nights.
So she took out a carving knife and carved the wood.
She was absent-minded, but the wood in her hand was being removed from the outside to the inside step by step, and then its initial outline shape was gradually revealed.
Dongyang wood carving has been regarded as a national intangible cultural heritage in modern times, especially the hollow double-sided carving, which pays great attention to the craftsmanship and knife skills.
As it took shape bit by bit, she also seemed to remove the impurities in her heart bit by bit, and her mood became calm and gentle.
This is one of her ways to get rid of bad moods in the past. She has also been teased by her friends. She is like an artist. She can use it as inspiration to create works when she is in a bad mood.
"Are you carving?"
Most of the people in the barracks snored and fell asleep after a tiring day. At this time, the boy from the bunk next door came over again.
He is a strange person. He usually ignores everyone, but he pays special attention to her.
"What are you carving?"
He tilted his head and asked her curiously.
A boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, his facial features still have a hint of childishness, his voice is very clean, and because his face has very few expressions, he can sometimes be quite cute.
Not all of the craftsmen recruited here are carpenters, there are also masons, blacksmiths, lumberjacks and porters.
The young man was serving in the military. Since there was no war for the time being, he was transferred to hard labor by the county.
"eagle."
When the young man heard this, his eyes lit up: "Eagle? I like it, can you give it to me?"
Zheng Quchi felt that he was somewhat shameless.
"This is a gift."
She was casual and perfunctory.
The young man struggled for a moment and said reluctantly: "If you give it to me, I will fulfill your one request."
Zheng Quchi wanted to laugh after hearing this.
"What can you ask for from me?"
At this time, the young man stared at her with a very strange look, and then said something shocking: "Didn't you ask Shan Bian to contact me and say that he wanted to see me?"
Zheng Quchi looked at him suddenly.
Lowering his voice: "Is it you?"
She immediately realized that the barracks was not a place for conversation, and pulled him out.
"I have been ordered from above not to meet you unless necessary, but for the sake of this eagle, you can tell me why you want to see me?" The young man's eyes were like water, crystal clear, but fickle.
She looked around warily.
As if he could tell what she was thinking, the boy said: "There is no one around, I can feel it."
She heard that people in ancient times knew martial arts. Could it be that the young man in front of her could fly over walls and fly over walls like in martial arts novels?
Out of curiosity, she asked a question that nearly got her murdered.
"Can you beat Yu Wensheng?"
The young man's face went from expressionless to surprised, and finally his face was as dark as an overcast sky.
He puffed up his cheeks in anger: "If I can beat him, do I still have to come to Ye country to move rocks every day?"
Haha too.
Seeing that the children were being bullied to the point of tears, Zheng Quchi twitched the corner of his mouth, wondering if he had made a wrong guess.
"I asked the wrong question. I came to you for business. Did you...did you attack me before?"
"Yeah." He answered surprisingly neatly.
But Zheng Quchi was stunned for a moment.
"Why?"
The young man looked at her calmly: "Because you had private contact with people from the Julu Kingdom and wanted to kill Shan Bian and give up the mission. As mentioned above, if you have betrayal, you will be killed immediately."
"..."
Things seemed to be more complicated than she thought.
Zheng Quchi went crazy, one wave after another, why did someone from the Julu Kingdom appear again!
How many secrets does this twenty-five-year-old brother Qing have?
Speaking of this, the young man's usually calm eyes flashed, and he asked doubtfully: "Weren't you killed by me? Why did you come back to life again? I have checked your body, and you are not disguised now, nor are you poisoned."
Zheng Quchi's heart was pounding.
She could see that this young man was stubborn, so she first took out the wooden carving as a bribe, and after diverting her attention, she said: "Oh, maybe I have taken the antidote before. You know now that I have not betrayed the Mo family, right? We are actively approaching Yu Wensheng and stealing Master Chen's organ box from him."
The boy obviously really likes the wooden eagle and he can't put it down.
"Yes, but I will still keep an eye on you. If you show any signs of betrayal, I won't give you a chance to resurrect the next time I take action."
There was no ups and downs in his voice, but Zheng Quchi could tell that he was serious.
Although he looks innocent and childish, he is also a qualified sword and obeys orders absolutely.
——
After meeting the monitor, Zheng Quchi found that he could finally say goodbye to insomnia.
Although there is still a knife hanging over her head, at least it is on the surface and within her controllable range for the time being.
The next day, Zheng Quchi, who was full of energy, walked out of the barracks and found that the surroundings were quieter than before. The masons were still building stones and the gravel workers were beating rocks. At this time, he found that only the fortifications had stopped.
She asked the stonemason passing by: "Why don't the carpenters start working?"
"I heard that the watchtower collapsed again, and they didn't dare to start work."
Zheng Quchi understood clearly. She crossed the school grounds and saw under a simple low shed. This time, all the carpenters rated as industrial grade in the county gathered together to worry.
There was less than half a month left. She originally thought it would be better to enjoy the shade under the big tree, but now it was obvious that she would lie down again and wait for Yu Wensheng, the living hell, to sacrifice them to the sky.
"Bring me the drawings and take a look."
