Those who fell into a bottleneck and were about to hang themselves when the deadline was approaching were quickly persuaded by Mu Gaoyi, Shi Hetong and the others.
With the guarantee of these two people, why not do this kind of thing where you don't have to take the main responsibility and can still be a gangster?
And those who have achieved a little bit and are extremely confident in their own works are so arrogant that they refuse to share a piece of the pie with others and insist on sticking to their own choices.
Throughout the morning, Mu and Shi walked around, holding the drawings, but only managed to get one-third of the "sponsorship."
They felt that this was not possible, so they went back to find Zheng Quchi.
When he opens his mouth, he is full of complaints: "They all regard us as fools, saying that we only rely on fantasy to build a car. No matter how beautiful the drawing is, it will be useless if we can't build it. There is something about our normal relationship." Yes, some of them hesitantly agreed, but more people refused. The equipment in their hands is half-finished, so no one is willing to give up easily."
Zheng Quchi was selecting and unloading wood in the huge warehouse. She had previously said that she would go up the mountain to find wood, but now there was ready-made wood, with a complete range of varieties and high-quality wood. She felt as if she had broken into a giant's treasure house and was dizzying.
After listening, she asked, "How many people have you gathered?"
"Just thirty or so."
Zheng Quchi concentrated, made some calculations, and after coming to a conclusion, he relaxed: "It's okay, we can start first."
"Are more than thirty people enough?" Mu Gaoyi was surprised.
"There is enough time, but I am worried that something will go wrong along the way, so I need to reserve more time for missed work, rework, and trial and error." Zheng Quchi explained why she previously wanted as many people as possible.
"You have a very thoughtful idea. To be honest, sometimes when talking to you, it doesn't feel like talking to an ordinary craftsman. Instead, it feels like an experienced craftsman who has been immersed in fortification for more than ten years." Mu Gaoyi said with emotion.
Zheng Quchi didn't say it, but she knew in her heart that the amount of projects she had won was enough to make her a veteran.
Now she has changed her account and practiced again, but the things in her mind have not been lost. She is still Zheng Quchi.
"Only by properly utilizing their strengths can you get twice the result with half the effort. Here is a form. Please hand it out to these thirty or so people to fill it out so that I can understand and assign the work as quickly as possible."
Zheng Quchi handed them the personnel form he took the time to make in the morning.
What is a "form"?
Shi Hetong took it and looked at the rules and the filled-in content, feeling curious and interesting.
"Name, age, length of service, areas of expertise...how do you fill in these things? Why do you have to do it like this?"
Because they had never seen this kind of writing format and data induction method, the two of them felt that they had no idea where to start.
Zheng Quchi said: "Come on, let me fill out one form first and give you a demonstration."
She randomly found a piece of wood as a pad, placed the paper on it, took out her homemade charcoal pen, and wrote on it one by one: "Name, Ah Qing, age... 23, length of service, this length of service is how long we have been working as carpenters. , this can be calculated from the day we started training, I will fill in about 15 years according to my situation..."
Shi Hetong and Mu Gaoyi gathered around and saw her demonstrating and filling in the content in person, and they gradually understood it.
She had to admit that through this novel and effective method, she could indeed quickly learn about the craftsmanship experience of the other party.
But when they heard the end, they were shocked by her shamelessness.
15 years of service?
He must have filled in the age of 23. If it has been 15 years since she started carpentry, wouldn't it mean that she started learning carpentry as soon as she was born? And then he graduated from school at the age of eight?
Even if she wanted to show off her abilities, she didn't have to be so exaggerated.
"There are quite a few things I'm good at, including large-scale carpentry, small-scale carpentry, circular carpentry, civil engineering, construction and decoration...machinery, framework, art..."
Seeing her talking non-stop, her writing filling up rapidly like a spirit, Mu Gaoyi and Shi Hetong couldn't stand it.
"Wait, okay, okay, can we tell the truth? No, it's not important. I understand. What are the grids called? How do you do it? Just give them to us. We will send it immediately."
"...Why can't it be true?" Zheng Quchi was depressed.
The two of them laughed dryly: "Then let's take it first. Oh, by the way, can you borrow this thing too? This will save you having to make a trip to borrow a pen for research."
"This is charcoal." Zheng Quchi told them.
Mu Gaoyi nodded quickly: "Oh, this thing, no, I just saw you using this charcoal pen to write, and I always thought it was magical. It doesn't need to be ground and dipped in ink. It can be written on paper like this. It's really convenient. .”
Seeing them admiring the charcoal he made, Zheng Quchi said generously: "Then I'll give this to you. I still have it here."
"Thanks then."
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The wood Zheng Quchi needed to build his car had to be both soft and hard, and could not be completely unified. For example, the axles were generally made of maple, beech and locust wood.
Fu County is rich in a kind of elm wood, which is very strong, corrosion-resistant, and durable. It is very suitable for use as bearings. Oak wood is used as the carriage body. Not only does the texture and color look good, but there are not so many knots.
She knew how much wood she needed, and when she found the wood she needed, she would take it out and pile them together to avoid being taken away by other craftsmen later.
However, it was too troublesome for her to carry these several tons of wood by herself, so she sat on the piled wood to rest and waited for Gao Muyi, Shi Hetong and others to come back before she could think of a solution.
"Who are you? Come down quickly, I want to move this pile of elm wood."
Next to him, a rude voice suddenly sounded.
Zheng Quchi turned his head and saw a craftsman with his hair wrapped in cloth and wearing rolled-up work clothes. He looked young, about 20 years old, with slender eyebrows and strong limbs.
Zheng Quchi stood up and explained politely: "I can't give this to you. These wood are for Gao Muyi and Shi Hetong. I am here to guard them."
But the man didn't stop just because he heard Gao Muyi's name. Instead, he got angry: "The wood in this warehouse is shared. Why do they want to take advantage of it when they are not there?"
Hey, does this person not understand human language?
She had clearly said that she was here to guard it for them, so how could she still occupy it when someone else was not there?
“Since it’s shared, it’s first come, first served.”
The man ignored her words and said arrogantly: "But they are still in the warehouse now. Since the wood has not been moved, I can move it away."
After saying that, he loudly called to the handymen waiting outside to move all the piles of elm wood away.
Zheng Quchi couldn't help but get angry. She hurriedly ran to the wood and opened her arms to block it: "Wait a minute, Mu Gaoyi and Shi Hetong will be back soon."
"You think I'm afraid of them? Move!"
Five or six tall and strong soldiers came over in defiance. Zheng Quchi saw that the elm wood he had selected was about to be lost. At this moment, Mu Gaoyi and Shi Hetong rushed back.
After listening to Zheng Quchi's explanation of the cause and effect, the two of them realized that it was a worthwhile occasion. They rolled up their sleeves and stepped forward to argue.
"How dare you! Didn't you hear what A Qing said? We picked these wood first?" Mu Gao said fiercely.
Shi Hetong made a serious face and said in a deep voice: "Fu Changfeng, why do you come to rob us?"
As soon as he saw the two of them, the man, Fu Changfeng, sneered and mocked: "Why? I want to ask, why do you two break the rules of our craftsman group? You two formed a faction and became one. What do you want to do? Do you want to squeeze out those of us who are in the forefront and make room for those of you who can't do anything? Let's see who wins in the end."
Mu Gaoyi became even more sharp-tongued, and he continued: "Fu Changfeng, who do you think you are? Don't think that we are blind and can't see it. Isn't it just copying Sang Xuanqing's design? What are you capable of? Ah, I haven’t seen you create anything special in all these years.”
This retort can be described as deadly.
After hearing this, Fu Changfeng was so angry that he spoke without hesitation: "What about you? Don't you just take a piss and look at your own before talking about others? Isn't it the same time and again that the general ordered the development of large-scale equipment from other countries? s failure……"
Seeing that the two sides not only had old grudges over a pile of wood, but also had a heated argument in front of everyone, completely tearing each other apart. Zheng Quchi was also amazed.
Unexpectedly, such a group of craftsmen is not only deeply involved, but also seems to have a lot of internal grievances.
Knowing that there was no point in continuing to argue, Fu Changfeng took advantage of the large number of people he brought this time and directly called the handyman behind him: "Go and drag these wood back! This elm wood, today I Fu Changfeng It’s decided, no one can stop it!”
Zheng Quchi also squeezed over and called him shameless: "Are you going to rob him by force?"
"What kind of robbery! This thing doesn't belong to you in the first place. I need to use it urgently. If you stop me again, my lifting equipment will not be completed as scheduled and will delay the general's important work. You, a little handyman, and you two, Can you afford it?" Fu Changfeng's arrogance was high.
For a moment, the two sides formed a triangular confrontation, and no one was willing to give in. But in general, Zheng Quchi had to suffer a bit, because there were many people on the other side and they could rob each other, and there were only three of them.
"If she can't bear it, can you bear it?"
At the door of the warehouse, a male voice sounded with a smile but like a blizzard.
Zheng Quchi froze in vain and looked over in surprise.
The others also turned around immediately and saw Yu Wensheng standing there with Adjutant Wang and Wei Jinwei.
The general's crimson lips curled up, and a cold and sarcastic chuckle broke out, making people unable to breathe and trembling all over.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
"General, general?"
Their legs softened and they knelt on the ground with a "pop". Their life-saving attitude and familiar kneeling posture were simply accustomed to them.
Zheng Quchi, who often moves a step slower because he is not used to kneeling, is always incompatible with such occasions.
She stood there, like a piece of wood standing still.
She wondered, now that she had been promoted to become a general's wife, would she still have to kneel to Yu Wensheng anytime and anywhere as before?
But then she thought about it, she, the general's wife, was too wet to be taken seriously. It would be better for her to be like everyone else, and now, she was "A Qing", wasn't she?
Just as she was about to kneel down, she accidentally met Yu Wensheng's eyes. He was looking directly at her, his dark eyes silently entangled with her.
She was startled.
"Everyone, get up." Yu Wensheng said.
The first time, this is really the first time, the general exempted them from kneeling? !
Surprised, unbelievable, and at the same time even more terrified.
Anything unusual is not a good thing, at least for Mu Gaoyi and Fu Changfeng, they feel numb.
Just think about every time they committed a crime before, didn't they have to kneel down until the general was temporarily relieved or left, but this time, they just knelt down and the general let them go with "consideration and gentleness"?
When Zheng Quchi heard Yu Wensheng calling for someone, his eyes lit up immediately, and his slightly bent knees straightened up again.
The others stood up hesitantly amid various uneasy speculations and panic, but they did not dare to look directly at the general. They all hunched over and stared at his feet.
"Do you think this general gives you too much time, so you have the leisure to argue here?"
Yu Wensheng's light words, even though he didn't use a particularly strong tone, still frightened the "strongness" they had just established.
With a "pop", they kneeled down again reflexively.
"I don't dare. Please calm down, General."
Zheng Quchi's mouth twitched: "..."
Hey, why are you kneeling down again?
What about her?
Zheng Quchi glanced at Yu Wensheng with a "sad" look in his eyes, "It's all his fault." He had to ask a question, wasn't this meant to scare people?
So, she sighed helplessly and prepared to follow the crowd and kneel down.
Seeing her pitiful expression of "I don't want to, I'm not willing to give in, but I can't resist the public's wishes", Yu Wen Sheng's tone suddenly became a little more serious: "Who told you to kneel down? Get up!"
Any one of his words could shock them, and this one, which was like a scolding, almost killed them.
Swish, swish, swish - they were covered in cold sweat and hurriedly climbed up, fearing that if they were a second too late, they would be killed by the general.
The general must be in a bad mood today, no, it should be said to be extremely bad. Otherwise, why is he so abnormal, so abnormal that he doesn't even want to see people kneel down and admit their mistakes?
It's over, it's over, you don't intend to leave them a way to survive, do you?
Zheng Quchi blinked and looked at his colleagues who were so frightened that they almost pushed them over. Because they kept silent and lowered their heads, no one noticed her, who was not a gregarious person.
No, Yu Wensheng came to the warehouse at this time. What did he plan to do?
Scary?
It shouldn't be possible.
He wouldn't be so boring.
She gestured to him.
No, yes, answer, should, pass, I, don’t, come and look for, me?
Yu Wensheng understood it and found it funny, so he imitated her - no, it's, come and find you.
Behind them, Wang Zebang and Wei Yao saw the general and his wife flirting in public, and they all averted their eyes and looked at the sky and the ground, but not at them.
When they thought about how the general went out of his way to scare the craftsmen and handymen in the warehouse half to death in order not to make the general's wife kneel down, one of them wanted to look up to the sky and sigh, while the other wanted to laugh.
(End of chapter)
