"But, even if you say it's wrong, where is it wrong? How to change it? What if it collapses again after changing it?"
This is the crux of the problem. It's not like no one has suspected that there is something wrong with the drawings they got, but once they think so, it means they will never be able to build it.
Who can not panic?
Zheng Quchi kicked his sore legs and said calmly: "Leave it to me. It will take at least an hour and no more than two hours. I will give you the revised drawings."
Everyone was a little unable to recover after hearing this.
"You, can you draw the blueprint of the watchtower?"
Everyone just thought it was ridiculous.
Just like they were all still playing in the mud, she had quietly become an adult and could teach them how to behave.
She was too lazy to answer such boring questions and asked directly: "Where are the rice paper and pens?"
The young worker reacted for a long time before he stammered: "It's, it's in the worker officer's barracks."
Is she serious? !
The mangy head rubbed his forehead helplessly. He knew that she didn't know the location of the work officer's barracks at all: "Forget it, let me take you away to see if you are pretending to be a god or a ghost."
After Zheng Quchi and Shan Bian walked away, the crowd had been in a kind of foggy silence, and then they became uproar and excited.
"What should I do? I, I seem to think she can really do it."
"Do you still remember what happened before? She was the one who saved us from General Yuwen."
At first, they looked down upon Sang Xuanqing's appearance, height, and age, and looked down upon her skinny appearance and her inability to live up to her reputation as a craftsman, but now it seems that her strength has taught them how to behave.
"Let's go! Go and have a look. If you can guess something in a long time here, I will never believe that this black boy is so amazing!"
At this moment, they all forgot about their worries and fears. When they rushed to the work officer's barracks, they saw that the work officer was already waiting outside the door with a worried look on his face. He and the carpenters looked at each other, and then they all looked into the barracks in unison. .
There were three people inside at this time.
In addition to Zheng Quchi, there is also Shan Bian and... monitoring the boy.
He saw something was wrong halfway through and followed him. Relying on his weak friendship with Zheng Quchi, he also followed in.
Zheng Quchi sat down and was making reasonable cuts and additions based on the original drawing.
She had probably already calculated half of the data before, and now there were more specific parts that needed some time.
But these are not difficult tasks for a veteran like her. After all, the structure and function of a single watchtower are relatively simple.
The only difficulty is that she is unfamiliar with the practical functions of this kind of facility, that is, its optimal height and visual requirements, whether Ye soldiers are accustomed to climbing ladders more quickly or turning ladders more safely, etc.
This is partly due to the fact that she is not born and raised in this era. She believes that she will have to read more local professional books to fill in the gaps in the future.
While she was distracted thinking about these things, she kept her hands on her hands, and soon a complete watchtower appeared on the paper. It was almost a replica of the main structure of the craftsman's drawings, but she deleted some flying corners and parts. Make it neater and focus on functionality.
Then there are the stripping drawings that make it easier for the craftsman to understand the construction.
When she was working seriously, no one could disturb her, and she was completely focused on projecting the images in her mind on paper, and finally creating a physical building that satisfied her.
Shan Bian leaned behind her and watched the pieces of rice paper being filled from scratch, and then turned into a series of numbers. When the last watchtower seemed to have truly stood in front of him, his expression was stunned.
"You... are so versatile. You can even learn such difficult things day and night."
He thought that he had studied carpentry in the Mo family for several years, but unfortunately he changed jobs because he had no talent.
Also lurking in the carpenter's house, he is still half-dead like before, but she is like taking a magical tonic pill. She becomes stronger when she is in trouble, so that he now feels that she may not be his mission partner at all. But some big shot who hides his identity.
Qiu glanced at the curious crowd crowded by the window and lowered her eyes: "This time, she was completely exposed to others..."
Whether it's good or bad, he doesn't know these things, but he will be loyal to the order and report truthfully what happened.
After Shan Bian had been thinking wildly, he inadvertently glanced at Qiu's stunned expression and suddenly remembered something. He walked over and whispered: "Qiu, have you seen the hundreds of elite soldiers left by Yu Wensheng outside the camp?"
He looked at Shan Bian and nodded.
"Qu Chi said, those are all waiting for Xi Zuo to release homing pigeons in the middle of the night, and then catch them in one go. Don't be fooled, you know?"
Autumn:"……"
He glanced at Zheng Quchi's slightly frowned, solemn profile, and was inexplicably fascinated.
"Did you hear me?"
"Um."
He agreed and remained silent.
Fortunately, he almost did something stupid without letting her know.
And Zheng Quchi had no idea that the two living treasures had a conversation, and he didn't even know that Shan Bian successfully persuaded Qiu to report the matter with an unintentional reminder, so he didn't expose her suspicions in advance.
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Time passed as everyone waited anxiously and nervously.
The man who had been concentrating on his desk finally straightened up and stood up.
Their nerves were suddenly tense.
A dozen drawings were dried by Zheng Quchi, and she breathed a sigh of relief before handing them to Shan Bian.
"It's time for them to start work."
This understatement was like a thunder, exploding directly in their ears.
"real or fake?!"
Lei Gong couldn't hold back anymore and rushed in, snatched the drawings from Shan Bian's hand, quickly flipped through them one by one, and then widened his eyes: "I, I actually understand it?"
is not that right?
Zheng Quchi's drawings were different from those of the original carpenter. It was unknown whether the other party was deliberately showing off his skills or because local high-level craftsmen had to hide their secrets. There were a lot of special symbols and professional terms, which could instantly kill a large number of informal apprentice carpenters. .
And what she took was a self-explanatory fool's version, drawn mainly based on their level of cognition.
But the design of the watchtower is not simple. She even recalled some iconic modern watchtower references. The height was increased to allow all-round observation of the garrison, and the slide rope dropped quickly to gain the best time.
We must ensure that every design is thoughtful, realistic and plays its maximum role.
Everyone came over to compete with each other and felt that her painting and design were very meticulous.
After reading it, Qing Gong could not restrain his trembling heart: "Can it... really turn from the picture into a real object and settle on the land?"
"I shortened the original construction period. It only takes seven days to build the four watchtowers."
They looked at her quickly, stupidly, could they even estimate the completion date accurately?
At this moment, they seemed to see something in her that only existed among those arrogant craftsmen - that was the gap.
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After handing over the fool's version to Shan Bian and the others, the carpenters finally started working in full swing that day.
That night, not long after Zheng Quchi fell asleep, she was awakened by jolts and chills, and then she discovered—Gan, she had been kidnapped!
