Shen Xiao smiled bitterly, "Sixth sister, that picture..."
He was interrupted before he finished speaking, "Is this the girl who drew the pictures you mentioned?"
Shen Qingqian frowned and looked at Shen Xiao disapprovingly.
Didn’t you agree not to tell others?
Shen Xiao was miserable and couldn't tell, so he had to look at the person he brought, "Mr. Qin, this is my sixth sister. She drew the picture."
When Shen Xiao went to the Ordnance Prison in the morning, Mr. Qin was there. After asking, he found out that Mr. Qin didn't go back last night and stayed directly in the Ordnance Prison.
Shen Xiao thought that Mr. Qin was also an old man in the Ordnance Supervision, so he took out the drawings and asked him to take a look. As a result, the man concluded that the drawings were definitely not made by him, and chased him to ask who drew it.
Shen Xiao naturally refused to tell, but Mr. Qin secretly threatened him. If he didn't tell the truth, he would reveal that the previous picture was not his.
As a result, Shen Xiao had no idea at all. He could only say that his sister at home was just thinking about it.
He thought everything would be fine after he finished speaking, but in the end, Mr. Qin had to drag him home in a hurry because he wanted to see the person who drew the picture.
"It's strange," Qin veteran Shen Qingqian looked up and down several times, "It's really strange. Such a delicate thing was actually painted by a little girl?"
The corners of Shen Qingqian's mouth twitched slightly, and he kept a basic smile on his face, but he was complaining in his heart.
She didn't know where this old man came from. He looked slovenly all over, and his hair was almost afro, but he was in great spirits, with bright eyes. He didn't look like a down-and-out person, so she didn't understand. Well, how on earth did he get himself into this?
"Little girl, did you really draw this picture?" Mr. Qin stared at Shen Qingqian and confirmed.
Shen Qingqian looked at Shen Xiao and saw him nodding slightly before replying, "Yes, but I drew them based on my family's needs and random thoughts. I don't know if I can make anything."
"Wild thoughts? Haha." Mr. Qin touched his beard, obviously not believing it.
But the person standing in front of him was indeed a little girl. Unless Shen Xiao and the little girl deceived him together, it can only be said that this girl is a genius in mechanism construction.
The Ordnance Supervisor of the Jin Dynasty recruits talents with special expertise in institution construction, equipment, and craftsmanship.
Mr. Qin had a background in machine construction, and then he plunged into the research of weapons. It was not until two years ago that he suddenly felt that he should make something that would benefit people's livelihood, so he turned to the research and development of agricultural tools.
It is a pity that Mr. Qin himself is not familiar with farming. He has worked on the land in northern Hubei for several months, but he has not come up with anything that can save time, effort, and costs.
Until he saw the drawings that Shen Xiao took out this morning, the scattered inspiration in his mind suddenly came to an idea, so he must meet the person who drew the drawings.
"Mr. Qin, don't believe me?" Shen Qingqian raised his eyebrows, took off the charcoal pen hanging from his waist, took out a piece of paper, and drew a hoe with a few strokes.
However, what Shen Qingqian drew was not just a hoe, but also a simplified diagram of the hoe's structure and various components.
Mr. Qin watched her movements with wide eyes. When she finished painting, he immediately asked: "What kind of painting method are you doing?"
Shen Qingqian was stunned, looked down at what he had just drawn, and suddenly said: "I just drew it casually, I think it will be easier for others to understand."
She had long discovered that the pictures of this era were all flat, and there was no such thing as a three-dimensional picture. Even the ones she drew before were subconsciously using modern techniques.
"This method is good, can you teach me?" Mr. Qin looked eager to try it.
Shen Qingqian: "..." Is it okay for you to always pay attention?
Shen Xiao also didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Mr. Qin, didn't you say you have a question to tell my sixth sister?"
