I [Imperial] Am Not This Kind of Man

Three days later.

According to a good layout, Qin Noh took people straight to the northernmost glass workshop.

Today, artisans' glassware burning is not as refined as future generations' cultivation containers are enough. Chino searched for a reputable old man to hand over the vessel chart to him, and carefully ordered the size and specifications.

These utensils can of course be built in private workshops, but the craftsmanship of the private workshops on the outside is uneven and far less well organized than the grounds at the official camp.

The deposit was delivered, and Chino moved to the iron mill.

As the exclusive workshop of the Ministry of Military Affairs, iron construction occupies most of the entire camp. Especially in places where the stove is dense, you can hear the deafening iron beating around you, and you have to yell. And the heat from the furnace fire is obviously late autumn, but the heat is like summer, and many people around them are barebacked.

Most of them are workshops for weapons such as knife guns and sword triumphs. Before, Qin Noh asked the manager of the estate, there were only three or four houses that could build precision instruments.

Finally, the biggest, most skilled family in the legend. It is a single-family compound. Li Wan knocked on the door and an apprentice-like little brother opened the door.

I heard they came to customize the utensils and took people into the courtyard immediately.

Just stepped into the door and heard a roar inside, “How could it fail again? Must have been those martial arts too much to tear it down! ”

An eye-catching elementary apprentice laughed helplessly: “Master has a distinguished guest coming to the house and is talking about a business. ”

Qin Noh came to curiosity and followed the elementary apprentice into the backyard workshop.

More than a dozen stoves are burning red flames and many fat men are rushing to work.

A small garden, bustling with grass, quiet and ambitious, passing through a curved corridor in the stove, in the center is a pavilion built of green bamboo, with three people surrounding the table and a drawing on the table.

One of the old man, who had to be white, was pointing a finger at the drawing, full of anger, and two men were surrounded by him, and the man in the account looked like Mr. Confucius in purple, blushing, arguing with the old man. The other one in white didn't speak, just stared at the drawings on the table.

While the two sides of the dispute were breathing kung fu, the primary apprentice hurried to the front, “Master, noble man of the Kamikaze camp came to the door to try to make something. ”

The old man, who must be white, was the owner of this workshop. He waved impatiently when he heard the words, “Didn't you see he was busy? No time!”

Primary school apprentice Weino, dare not intervene again. The old man and Mr. Ledger continue to be vigorous in starting the stranglehold.

Between the words, Chino had walked to the table and looked down on the drawing.

It looks like an organic bow and crossbow with a small, dense, numb text that makes you dizzy.

The white writer, who was carrying the detailed drawings, looked up and said, "This is not something that children can see. ”

The eyebrows are elegant, the temperament is clear, and the eyes are bright and starry, making people look oblivious. If you look closely at his face, he's about 28, 9 years old, but naturally has a sense of steadiness.

Excellent characters, I always feel a little familiar. Qin Nobile thought, finally recalled, the night of his cheap father's collapse, this is not the blue scholar who entered the palace with General Pei. It must be someone like General Pei's inner division.

While thinking about it, Qin Noh moved his eyes away from the good, bows, crossbows and other things belonged to the military ban. He looked too carefully, and it was inevitable that Guan Tian Li was under the suspicion. But the tone of the white man leaves his mouth uncomfortably, “It's just a bow, a crossbow, what's so strange, there are so many in the army. ”

The Confucian dressed as Mr. Accounting House was barking dry, picking up the tea cup on the table and filling it with two bites, he heard the words stare angrily at Qin Noh: “Don't let the unidentified children get dry here. This crossbow is full of lightning. Can those bastards in the camp compare? ”

The old man with white hair blows his beard and stares, "What kind of force is it? It's like lightning. It can't be made. What use is it? ”

“It's because your workshop is so badly crafted that you can't finish it. ”

“Bullshit, who knows my old Zhao family's workshop is the finest in the entire South Camp!” The old man jumped three feet tall and watched the two of them go from Wendo to Martial Arts.

Chino listened to the excitement and couldn't help but look at it twice more.

The white man frowned slightly, but thinking about the apprenticeship report just now, this man came from Camp Kamikaze and didn't stop him.

“This calculation is wrong!” When the numbers on the paper were converted into Arabic numbers and summed up slightly, Qin Noh immediately couldn't help but interrupt.

“Where?” The white man entertained.

Chino raised his finger to point to a number, “Here, if the parameter in front is a change, this must change with the same, it should not be possible to limit the value to less than five, it should be about seven. ”

The white man flashed a surprise on his face: "Have you learned mathematics? ”

“Slightly. One, two.” Qin Noh said modestly.

In modern society, who has not experienced the perverse and repeated abuse of drivers who like to drive trains from east to west at the same time, reservoirs managers who like to pump water while putting it in, keepers who are accustomed to keeping wild chickens and rabbits in a cage, etc.

The gentleman and the gray-haired old man also stopped when he raised his sleeves to prepare for a full-blown show. The gentleman grunted from his nose. He was already not fond of this wealthy son who broke in suddenly, and was even more impatient at this time. "Go, go, go, go, go, go, go. This drawing has been tested with the help of the three mathematicians of the Ministry of Industry. There can be no mistake. ”

Chino wasn't angry either, he just stirred it up to interrupt the endless quarrels between the two. Ignoring the provocation of Confucius, he took the opportunity to smile at the old man with white hair: “Mr. Zhao, I want to come here to ask for some tools for daily use. ”

The old man with white hair also felt a quarrel and tired. He put the account manager and others aside and laughed. “There's no reason to get out of business. I don't know what kind of equipment Little Brother wants? But Kidman weapon? ”

Qin Noh hurried forward and presented his prepared drawings.

Mr. Zhao took a look, frowned, so strange vessel, what are all these bends?

Qin Noo asked softly, "Can you make it?” Soap and alcohol purifying tools require a combination of iron frame and glassy glasses, and are precisely sized.

Mr. Zhao nodded his head, “No problem, we can beat the most flexible iron, the toughest steel in the whole week in our shop, nothing will fall.” These things are just weird, but not too complicated.

Qin Noh overjoyed: “Thank you, old man. How much deposit do I need? I'll pay for it. When will I be able to pick it up? ”

“Just give me a deposit of twenty taels, and I'll wait for the final payment to be made before adding up. As for picking up the goods, I'll be ready in seven days.” Mr. Zhao was also a shrewd. He immediately called two disciples, handed over the drawings to two people and told them the precautions.

After completing the task, Qin Noh let go of a concern and left the camp with Li Wan. Coming out the door and dumping the noise behind his head, he felt the breeze cool and the temperature dropped by two points suddenly.

Li Wan fanned the fan with his sleeve, helped Qin Noh to the carriage, and carefully delivered the water bag.

The sweet grape juice slipped down his throat and Chino lay comfortably in the car, quickly returning to the Imperial Palace.

No idea, because of his departure, Zhao's impasse changed dramatically.

Turning Qin Noh's business over to the disciple of De Li, Zhao Ding returned to the gazebo, ready to continue the 300 rounds of the Confucianism War with this rotten god, but came back to see that his old opponent was in bad shape.

Dementia for a moment, scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks, his mouth still whispering, “Is this really what you should do? No, even if you are wrong, how can you get this number...” As he said, the charcoal pen in his hand is constantly depicted on blank paper. He kept babbling like a madman.

The two are old friends who have cooperated many times. Knowing the truth, Zhao Ding didn't bother when he saw the atmosphere, he just looked at the white man beside him.

“My lord, this...”

The white man also looked at the drawing with a glimmer.

Zhao Ding dared not say anything to disturb him.

Quietly waiting for almost one hour, suddenly the white man seemed to dial the clouds as if to see the sun. Clapping his hands, he was shocked: “It was wrong! ”

One sentence woke up Confucianism like a madman. Haha laughed. "Wrong, wrong, wrong indeed! I get it! I can't believe that son of a bitch guessed. ”

And when he woke up, his eyes were burning, “Eh, where's that son of a bitch? ”

Zhao Ding frowned. “He's gone long ago. Look at the sky. ”

The two of them were stunned, and the sky had gone down.

“Forget it, I'm going to solve this problem first.” Confucius said, immediately jumping to the book case, picking up the charcoal pen and starting the calculation.

“Cao Qi, do you need to fight so hard? Do you still want to eat dinner...” Zhao Ding didn't finish his speech, and the white man next to him interrupted him with his hands up.

“Let him clean up. He won't be in the mood to eat without counting the results.” He knows best about his old man.