When Liu Zhirou saw the General looking over, he hurriedly stepped out of the sleigh, straightened his robes, and bowed and saluted from a distance with General Liu and others. There was a difference in rank. Even if he was not a general in the same city, he had to follow the rules. Come.
General Fang had already listened to Shan Liwen's low-pitched introduction, and he laughed and said, "It turns out to be the white-robed fortune teller Liu Canjun under General Dong. He is indeed a handsome and handsome man, and he looks like a talented person. Please hurry up and invite him."
While speaking, he had already walked down the steps, walked around the craftsmen in the courtyard, walked closer, waved his hand, and a soft force lifted up Liu Zhirou and the other three who were saluting.
Liu Zhirou had met many important people, so she responded, "It's just a cheap name, but the dirty general will listen to it."
He straightened up and answered a few questions from the General.
The last time he accompanied the army to reinforce Sihuang City, he chose to keep a low profile at the banquet. He did not sit with the commander-level generals. General Dong did not specifically recommend and introduce him. Therefore, Liu Baiyi's name was spread among the generals and commanders, but few outsiders knew him. .
Chang Siguo was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that this weakling was so famous. Not only Lao Dan knew about it, but even the general treated him with courtesy.
He was a little lucky that he didn't let the murderous intention in his mind dominate his actions last time in the river.
Liu Zhirou politely said that she would go to the Guanwu Palace to pay a visit to the General. She looked at Chang Siguo who was following the General. She changed the topic and asked, "Brother Chang, where did you learn such an exquisite method of making snow boats?"
Let’s just say that such a practical snowshu was thought up by a guy who only knows how to fight and kill.
Chang Siguo glanced at Boss Shan, saw him nodding slightly, and said, "Last night, I sent Brother Liu back to the inn. When I saw the style of the snow boat in the courtyard, I learned it and took it without telling you. Please forgive Brother Liu."
There is no such thing as copyright protection in other worlds. Learning is a skill. Chang Siguo said this just to be polite.
Liu Zhirou opened his mouth for a while and then closed it again. Then he looked back at the snow boat that was completely different from the snow boat he made. He held it in his heart and felt really unhappy.
Just kidding him
Sesshu seems simple, but without understanding the principles, it is difficult to understand its secrets.
Even if an experienced old craftsman only took a look at the actual object without opening the snowshoe hatch and went in to study it carefully, he would still be difficult to create a simple and practical version of the snowshoe that captures the essence of the snowshoe.
"Brother Chang is a real person without showing his face. I admire him."
Liu Zhirou laughed dryly, rolled her eyes, and thought of a way to test the big black guy. The other general held his hand in his hand and said, "Liu has also figured out a gadget that can slide in the snow. I'd like to ask General and Brother Chang to correct me."
He specifically glanced at Chang Siguo, the noble man he suspected of being his destiny, and emphasized his tone.
"Oh, that's good, it's just time to see Liu Shenjun's whimsical ideas."
General Fang didn't leave in a hurry. He waved his hand with great interest and said, "Go to the front hall. Lao Jin, hurry up and prepare tea and serve with pen and ink. Liu Canjun is an expert who can't even be invited."
A dark old man behind him hurriedly responded and ran toward the front hall, dripping with muddy water.
"Don't dare, don't dare."
Chang Siguo returned the favor with a smile on his face, a rough man like him could understand the other party's provocation.
The group climbed the steps and entered the hastily tidied front hall.
Liu Zhirou was not polite. She walked to the desk, reached for a small pen, dipped in ink and drew a sketch with Bai Xuan. In just a moment, she drew a simple single ski with a concave middle and raised ends.
Looking at the size markings on the main drawing, it is for single use.
The brushwork is exquisite and beautiful, and even the wood grain on the skateboard is painted vividly.
Others were confused. Such a simple thing needs to be painted in a big way to show off.
Even the two old craftsmen following behind were confused. Looking at the simple text notes on the drawings, standing on this wooden board, someone has to push it from behind and pull it from the front to slide on the snow.
Liu Zhirou put down her pen, gave up her position, and said to Chang Siguo, "Please enlighten me."
He looked very serious, and it didn't look like he was deliberately trying to embarrass the big guy. It would be better if his jaw was straight.
General Fang had a slight smile on his face and watched calmly, feeling slightly amused in his heart. After all, he was still young, and he became a little restless after being frustrated.
Chang Siguo stared at the drawings and pretended to think deeply. If this was the case, then it wouldn't be surprising if he took the opportunity to create a pair of pole skis. Who told him that he was smart and easy to use?
Marching in the snow can not only save horses but also increase the number of troops. It is a good thing to kill two birds with one stone.
He also couldn't stand the arrogant expression on Liu Zhirou's face.
After a moment, he turned to look at the General.
The smile on General Fang's face became even brighter, and he said, "You young people are competing against each other with your skills, so don't hurt your harmony."
Chang Siguo raised his hand and said, "Yes." He walked to the desk with an inscrutable look on his face, then turned around and called, "Master Gong, help me get the mok charcoal. I'm not used to using this brush."
One sentence destroyed the aura of superiority he had created. It was too difficult for him to draw pictures with a brush.
"Okay."
The old craftsman found the ink charcoal in response, helped sharpen it and handed it to Chang Siguo, taking the opportunity to come forward.
Chang thought that his painting skills were mediocre, and he would sketch and make corrections on rice paper, but he could talk. While painting, he would explain the principles of snowboarding to the old craftsmen, all the way down to the role of two black thick straight lines at both ends.
"This is called a pole. It can be made of bamboo pieces and tied tightly with fine hemp rope. It will not let your hands fall off due to sweating. It can assist in sliding on the snow, keep the body parallel, and change directions."
Liu Zhirou's eyes lit up when she heard this, she clapped her hands and shouted, "Wonderful! What a stroke of genius!"
It’s just that I really can’t bear to see the painter who often thinks too badly, really wasting a good idea.
He unceremoniously pushed the big black man aside, took a pen and dipped ink into another piece of rice paper to draw a picture.
During tea time, fresh blueprints of ski skis and poles were produced. Even the dimensions and materials were marked based on experience. I said to the old craftsman, "Follow the blueprints and start working quickly. Let me see the effect."
Suddenly he woke up and General Fang was still there, so he turned around and confessed.
After listening to Chang Siguo's explanation, General Fang was already excited about such a simple gadget that would be of great help to the march. He waved his hand to indicate that it was okay and said with a smile, "Lao Jin, hurry up and make arrangements. I'll be here waiting for the samples. Including what Liu Canjun had painted before, we made them together."
The outcome of the competition was not important, but the result made him very satisfied.
The black old man said "Promise" with his hand, rolled up the drawings, called two old craftsmen, and hurried out to the atrium.
General Fang invited everyone to sit down and drink tea. Everyone in the Supervision Office was so busy that they couldn't touch the floor. There were no servants in the messy hall. The two cultivators who came with Liu Zhirou consciously acted as the waiters for making tea and pouring water. , you can’t expect the big black guy to do this, because Liu Zhirou is grabbing Chang Siguo and sitting together to discuss issues related to snowboarding.
Chang Siguo really couldn't bear the scent of this guy getting too close.
If it was a girl, he wouldn't refuse. This was just a man in front of him, a good-looking man with an Adam's apple. He didn't like this, so he just said it casually. He just wanted to make the skateboard quickly so that Liu Zhirou could go away. people.
Liu Zhirou also saw that the big black man was impatient with him. Now he must have thought that Chang Guo was his noble person instead of a bad person. The difference between the two was huge.
He still thinks about going back to Bei'an City.
He turned his eyes slightly, with a mysterious look on his face, and whispered, "Do you know how I accurately judged last time that you would definitely go to the Liulinkou area, and used this to set up an ambush along the river embankment to intercept you?"
"Oh, please tell me how to do it."
Chang Siguo suddenly became interested.
Listen to Lady Liu, no, Listen to Liu Shenjun’s intention is definitely not just as simple as throwing coins to divination, there are also unknown secrets in it. ,,,
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