After the matter was arranged, Zheng Quchi went to find Mu Gaoyi and Shi Hetong.
Outside, she could hear the squeaking sound of planing wood and the creaking sound of sawing wood. As soon as she entered, broken pieces of walnut wood were flying everywhere. She couldn't help itching her nose and sneezed.
Rubbing her nose, she searched the crowded venue and found that these two people were currently engaged in a hot career.
They were like honey from flowers in the valley, so busy that they didn't even notice that she had been here for so long.
She didn't call them either, so as not to disturb them.
She saw a lot of planed wood piled nearby.
Not far away, there was a group of people sawing wood. A large amount of wood was sawed into long and short sections, in a chaotic but orderly manner, and they were all operated according to the design drawings.
There are people waiting nearby to move the sawn wood to the next process - planing.
The position was not far from her. There were people squatting on the ground, using ink fountains and rulers to measure the length to be cut, and there were people cutting boards... In such a short period of time, they seemed to have adapted to this kind of assembly line. work.
And the efficiency was astonishingly high. She couldn't help but sigh, there really is power in numbers. If she had to do it by herself, she didn't know how long it would take.
They were indeed mature craftsmen and did not need her correction or guidance at all, so Zheng Quchi watched quietly for a while and then left quietly.
As soon as it was time to finish work, Runtu abided by professional ethics and waited outside to take her back on time.
Zheng Quchi will naturally not go back to Hegou Village today. This trip will not only waste time, but also be quite troublesome.
In order to deal with her, Runtu still pulled a carriage and waited there. He dismissed all the guards around him. As soon as Zheng Quchi came out, seeing that no one was watching, he slipped in quickly.
Then, she was sent to the main army's tent.
She got off the carriage and remembered that Yu Wensheng was also in the main army's tent today, and she couldn't lift her steps at once.
She didn't know how he was doing now, or whether his stomach felt better... Thinking of what happened earlier, she raised her face and sighed.
"Madam, why don't you go in?"
"Otherwise, I'd still..."
"Madam, the general said that I can do what you want to do during the day, but after nightfall, I must return to the main army tent to rest. The general does this for your safety."
Madam, don't be ignorant and go in quickly.
Zheng Quchi felt that Runtu probably wanted to say this, but he probably polished his words a little for Yu Wensheng's sake.
"All right."
She stood in front of the big tent and had done enough mental preparation. When she entered, she found that there was no one inside.
She quickly dug out her head, her brows lit up with joy, and she turned her head and asked Runtu: "Runqiu Commander, where is your general?"
Runtu said: "The general has urgent business and has left the camp."
Zheng Quchi said: "Leaving? But..."
She paused, wanting to ask something, but she felt that if she asked Runtu, he would probably not tell her. This man was very tight-lipped, and it would be difficult to find out anything from him.
"What do you want to ask, madam?" This time, Runtu took the initiative to ask.
Zheng Quchi was a little surprised and thought to himself, has this person changed his gender?
The general who opened his mouth had not explained it before, so the lady who kept her mouth shut could ask the general in person.
"Where has he gone? Is he feeling better?" she asked.
As expected, Runtu changed his mind. Instead of being perfunctory or evasive, he answered directly: "The general, Adjutant Wang, and Guard Wei Jin all went to Jizhou. When the general set off, Runtu didn't notice anything strange."
Went to Jizhou?
Jizhou is not far from Fu County, but it is a wealthy area, which is very different from the border with Fu County. Where is he going and what is he doing? Playing on vacation? Shopping?
"I see."
She drew back her head in confusion.
Standing in the main army's tent, Zheng Quchi glanced here and there casually. Although she had been here several times and was no stranger to it, this was the first time that she had calmed down and looked at the surrounding environment.
She walked behind the six-meter-long screen, which was where Yu Wensheng usually bathed. There was a bathtub and a clothes rack, and several sets of Yu Wensheng's daily clothes were hung on them. You can tell by looking at it that it’s expensive.
He has quite a variety of color preferences. He wears both light and dark colors, making it unclear what his preferences are.
There was a bed not far away with a flat bedding on it. There was an incense burner and a pair of white gloves on the bed's table.
Seeing these things belonging to Yu Wensheng placed everywhere she could see them seemed to show his omnipresent traces.
Zheng Quchi saw that the place where the armor was usually placed was now empty.
Could it be that... he walked away wearing a general's armor and armor?
"Did I guess wrong? He didn't go to settle official matters peacefully, but went to Renji Prefecture to fight?" She was shocked.
But that's not right. Jizhou is a fertile land far away from the plains. There are no mountains, no villages, no bandits or thugs around. Who is he going to fight with?
Zheng Quchi really didn't understand whether he was going to fight or something else, but according to her past experience, from a certain point of view, Yu Wensheng was quite a homebody and would never go out far unless necessary. Far away, there must be a bloody storm.
Zheng Quchi no longer worried about him, but began to worry about Jizhou. He didn't know if they could withstand Yu Wensheng's "baptism" this time.
She had never gone to bed so early. After lighting a copper tree oil lamp, her eyes drifted to the general's chair above.
Out of curiosity, she walked over slowly, first touched the texture of the tiger skin she had hunted, and then imitated Yu Wensheng's original appearance, holding the desk in her hands and sitting down.
It's very stable and solid, and as soon as you sit on it, your butt feels like it's sublimated.
On weekdays, when Yu Wensheng sits on it and works, he will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.
She suddenly thought that she still had some things to do, so she kept her eyes open and did not touch the stacked official documents on Yu Wensheng's desk. Instead, she took out a piece of paper from under the inkstone, and then took out a brush from the pen holder and dipped it in Get some ink and start writing seriously.
"This calligraphy... still needs to be practiced carefully. The calligraphy written with this brush has no merit other than being understandable."
She spits out her own words.
Thinking of the calligraphy written by other craftsmen, which were the same as hers, Zheng Quchi felt that although being a craftsman was not the first prize, he still had to work hard and not be looked down upon.
"Madam, Runtu is here to deliver dinner."
Outside, a shadow was reflected on the door tent.
Zheng Quchi raised his head: "Oh, okay, come in."
She quickly stood up from the general's chair and walked to the side, pretending to be nonchalant.
Runtu didn't care what his wife did in the main army's tent. Since the general allowed her to enter the tent and was assured that she was alone in the tent, the remaining problems were not something that subordinates like him should worry about.
He carried the food inside, his eyes lowered at a forty-five-degree angle, and his expression was one word - empty. After putting down the food, he left.
Regarding Zheng Quchi's matter, the general told him that no matter how big or small, he must do it himself and not rely on others, so he also has to do small things like delivering food.
Zheng Quchi thanked him and sat down.
The position where she was sitting was exactly where Yu Wensheng was eating today. She was eating absentmindedly, and her mind was just thinking about Yu Wensheng for a few seconds before she suddenly turned to her car.
To be honest, what she is good at is wood art and structural design. She only knows one of them, but not the other.
She only knew the method, but had never tried it herself. If there were any difficulties or technical problems, she could only ask the old blacksmith for help. She didn't even know whether it would succeed in the end.
If she can't make steel in the short term, what should she replace it with later.
Since she was used to Yu Wensheng sleeping next to her, she had no objection or discomfort with the bed he had slept on. When she got up the next day, Zheng Quchi was full of energy. She told Runtu not to bother preparing breakfast and she herself He ran to the camp’s kitchen to get food.
Unlike Yu Wensheng, she considers herself not picky about food and has no problem eating from a big pot with all the craftsmen and soldiers.
However, when she arrived at the kitchen and took a bowl to cook like others, she found that the food in the camp was really "simple", as if the refugees had been affected by a disaster.
...Is this to the point of chewing the bark?
She patted the man in line in front of her and asked, "Brother, why is there just a bucket of tree leaves?"
The brother in front, a soldier wearing a helmet and soft leather armor, turned back: "Are you new here? We only eat wild vegetables in the morning and sweet potatoes at noon."
"No... Our soldiers in the military camp have hard training, so why do they only eat sweet potatoes? I remember, it used to be a bowl of chestnut rice, three vegetables and one meat, right?"
Wei Yao had brought her here for a meal once before, and she remembered clearly that it was not because of his high official position that he was rich, but because everyone was like this.
The soldier shook his head and looked helpless: "It's gone a long time ago. Now we not only eat sweet potatoes for lunch, but also probably this, or a bowl of sweet potatoes with the skin on at night."
"Why is it gone?" Zheng Quchi stared.
The person queuing up behind him should be a handyman based on his attire. Hearing Zheng Quchi’s words, he leaned closer and said in a low voice: “I heard that the imperial court has not released food to the Fuxian garrison for several months, so our camp is about to run out of food. ”
Zheng Quchi turned his head: "Did something happen?"
"How do we know? Anyway, food is in short supply. Usually we can't go out, so we can only eat these to satisfy our hunger. But when we take a rest, we can go out and pay for the toothpaste."
"What about those who have no money? Can't even afford public food?" She was stunned.
The soldier said: "Yes, it's not just public food that is hard to eat. Let me tell you, every year Fu County's food comes from disaster relief from other places, otherwise it would have been out of food early. You should also know that Fu County's food has been out for several years. We can no longer grow wheat and chestnut grains, so we have to plant some drought-tolerant things, but they cannot satisfy everyone. This year, I am worried that the court will no longer provide grain relief. Not to mention us, the people of Fu County will also suffer. "
"Forget it if there is no food, the water is almost drying up. The water from Beishan cannot reach our Fu County. It is really dry to death and waterlogged to death." The handyman wanted to sigh when he said this.
Zheng Quchi was stunned: "Is the situation this year really so serious?"
"If you don't believe it, let me tell you. Yesterday I saw soldiers from the camp organizing soldiers to go up the mountain. Today they are just eating wild vegetables to make a paste. Maybe they just went to dig weeds and hunt. If there was a way, they wouldn't have done this. One step." The handyman whispered to her.
"It's your turn soon, hurry up and get in line."
Someone urged me from behind.
Zheng Quchi immediately responded: "Okay, I'll be there right away."
"Stop talking, I have to finish eating quickly and do some work." said the handyman.
Zheng Quchi finally made a bowl of wild vegetable paste, and the texture was...no oil or water, just a little salt added to make a paste, and poured in one gulp. It was sticky and full of the bitter taste of grass.
She shed two tears in her heart. It turned out that not only she was poor, Fu County was also so poor, and now even Yingzhai was also poor. She would not even be guaranteed to eat where she would work from now on.
No, she has to go to work, she has to work, and she has to make money.
"As long as we sell the cars at a high price, we will make money, but building large quantities of cars also requires capital. Where will the money come from?"
She suddenly thought of the Jichun Craftsmen Guild.
"I heard from Master Li that a shortlisted award has a lot of bonuses. If you get the ranking, wouldn't you be rewarded with more money?"
Thinking about the difficult prospect, she suppressed her nausea and ate all the mushy wild vegetables in her hand.
As the saying goes, only by enduring hardship can you become a better person!
After Zheng Quchi finished eating, he joined the team of craftsmen to build cars with great enthusiasm.
She started by positioning the lines drawn on each component and material, such as the position of tenoning and slotting. These must be very precise in order for the subsequent steps to proceed smoothly.
Some craftsmen were dissatisfied with her approach at first, thinking that she would only delay things. However, before the words of reprimand were spoken, they saw her craftsmanship that was as delicate as ghost hands.
Hell, she didn't even need tools to get it right!
Some people didn't believe in evil, stared at her suspiciously, and compared it with others. Some people directly measured it with a ruler and couldn't believe it.
Others may have to carefully correct the mortise and grooves many times to ensure that the connection between the mortise and grooves matches and the assembled wood pieces are perpendicular to each other, but with hers, the connection is a perfect fit.
"How did she do it?" Some people were dumbfounded.
“Practice makes perfect?”
"It's impossible. You and I have known each other for so many years. Why can't we do it?"
If you hadn't witnessed it with your own eyes, you wouldn't believe that anyone could kill them. Her ability in this area is truly amazing.
After this was done, Zheng Quchi ran to Luo Yuan again.
The fillet processing should be symmetrical, smooth and smooth, without missing corners or knife marks. Generally, experienced craftsmen have to polish it repeatedly to achieve the final satisfactory state. This step is not simple, but Zheng Qiqi does it with precision. Yes, it even requires strength and power, speed and speed.
After seeing that there were no problems here, she moved to other places. Whenever there was a shortage of people somewhere, her hands and feet were too slow to keep up with the progress, and anyone who needed help, she immediately went to fill the gap...
Finally, everyone knew that one of her first-level craftsmen could actually take care of all the craftsmen's words, and he also did it impeccably, without any flaws for them to blame and hold back.
"My dear, where did this person come from? Did she start learning woodworking right after she was born?"
(End of chapter)
