65. Chapter 65 The world's most skilled craftsman, work for me!
65. Chapter 65 The most skilled craftsman in the world, work for me!
Author: Shanyang Xiaoqing
Chapter 65 The most skilled craftsman in the world, work for me!
Zhu Ting looked at Yan Ming suspiciously, not believing it.
He had been thinking about it for a long time, but he still couldn't perfect the idea to satisfaction. Yan Ming only took one look at it and said it could be improved?
Isn't he just bragging?
After hesitating for a moment, Zhu Ting still did not express his concerns. He walked a few steps with Yan Ming, saw a store selling the Four Treasures of the Study, and walked in immediately.
"Hey, Captain Yan, it's a rare visitor, please come in quickly!"
The shopkeeper hurriedly came over to greet me personally, even with a bit of worry.
Not long ago, this store was the property of Hanyuanzhai and Wei Jin.
But after Wei Jin's accident, he was taken over by Hao Yuan from Feilong Valley, and his name was now changed to Han Moxuan.
"Excuse me, could I borrow a pen and paper?"
Hearing that this was the case, the shopkeepers in the store immediately breathed a sigh of relief and immediately brought the things.
The clerk was sharpening the ink nearby, and several people gathered nearby.
"Captain Yan, do you want to write something soon?"
"After all this time, I have never seen Captain Yan's calligraphy treasure."
"Let me pay my respects..."
Several people discussed in low voices and stretched their necks.
Yan Ming recalled the appearance of the bicycle in his previous life, combined it with Zhu Ting's drawings, and then started writing.
Soon, he drew a rough outline from memory.
Two wheels, plus beams, handlebars, front forks, and seats, and you have the prototype.
The essence is the transmission device between the pedals and the crank connecting rod. Of course, Yan Ming is not a professional at doing this. He just drew it very crudely from memory, but it roughly means it is there.
In my own world, when bicycles first came out, they were just simple wooden structures with no steering or drive. They just relied on their feet to slide forward, and they had to get down and move them when changing directions.
Therefore, the structure drawn by Yan Ming, although rough and inaccurate, is already a mature idea after nearly a century of constant changes.
Finally, the painting was finished. Yan Ming looked at it and shook his head.
It seems that I really have no talent in this area. Fortunately, I have a bicycle. If I were more professional and precise, I would be blind.
Also looking confused were the shopkeepers and waiters who were watching.
Everyone looked at each other with the same expression, completely unable to understand what this was.
"This is not a word, nor does it seem to be an animal. What is this messy painting?"
But this was painted by Captain Yan, so I can’t say it’s not good.
I want to say something flattering, but I don’t know where to start.
When everyone was silent, Zhu Ting next to him suddenly howled.
"Wonderful, wonderful!"
Zhu Ting's eyes were full of brilliance. He snatched the crooked painting and put it in front of his eyes to study it carefully.
"Yes, the two wheels are supposed to be placed like this...it's clever here and can be turned...but how can it be made here?"
Zhu Ting completely forgot himself and muttered to himself beside him.
Sometimes I'm surprised, sometimes I'm confused, and I'm scratching my head.
Several store clerks were even more confused.
Where did this weird guy come from? What did he see?
Yan Ming thanked the shopkeeper and asked them to do their own thing without worrying about him, and then they left.
After a long while, Zhu Ting, who was immersed in it, gradually came back to his senses. He looked up and saw Yan Ming, scratching his head apologetically.
"Don't be surprised, Captain Yan. Sometimes I get distracted easily when I think about things."
"However, your idea is really clever! Oh my, it's wonderful, it's wonderful! I have to go back and give it a try."
"Captain Yan, do you have any other similar ideas?"
"There are some..."
"really!"
Zhu Tingqi suddenly became anxious and his eyes flashed.
"I'm going to find an inn to stay. I want to have a long chat with Captain Yan!"
Zhu Ting said firmly.
He seems to have found a confidant in this town of Seven Heroes.
Even Lu Xiaofeng only understood many of his thoughts, but found it difficult to communicate with them. But for the first time, he and Yan Ming felt sympathy for each other.
Seeing Zhu Ting's excited look, Yan Ming silently apologized for borrowing the wisdom of his predecessors.
"But Boss Zhu, I still have to patrol the streets, which is not convenient at this time."
Yan Ming reminded.
"yes!"
Zhu Ting patted his head.
"Such a good idea can't be obtained easily. Come on, Captain Yan, you can set a price. I can pay you any amount. Or if you have anything to do, I can help you make it as a reward."
This was what Yan Ming was waiting for.
"Indeed there is!"
He recently wanted to renovate the prison, which had already put a lot of effort into it.
But a lot of money was spent, but the final result was never satisfactory.
Zhu Ding happened to be here, and there were some places where he could help.
The prison built by Zhu Ting, the master of the Luban Divine Ax Sect, will be used to imprison prisoners in the future. This is exciting to think about!
In the film and television plot adapted from Lu Xiaofeng's legend, Zhu Ting built the underground secret room for storing treasures of the wealthy Hua family, which once trapped many masters and almost suffocated them to death inside.
This shows how powerful Zhu Ting is.
Not everyone can have this opportunity to have the dignified master of the Luban Divine Ax Sect and the most skilled craftsman in the world work for him!
Yan Ming mentioned this idea once, and Zhu Ting immediately agreed.
He had previously thought that the renovation of the town's prison was interesting, and now that he could study it in depth, why not?
The two hit it off immediately.
Soon, Zhu Ting checked into Tongfu Inn.
After solving this matter, Yan Ming was in a good mood and continued to patrol the streets to gain cultivation points.
At this time, Li Dazui walked out of the inn carrying several plates of food.
Some of the dishes we had just cooked were thrown away by the guests and the food was wasted.
As soon as I came out, I happened to see a little beggar nesting in the corner next to the inn.
Usually this is Xiaomi's territory, but now Xiaomi has long gone to the door of Yihong Building to eat chicken legs.
Li Dazui looked around and found that the little beggar was not very old, maybe only a teenager. He was unkempt and timid.
But if you look closely, you can see that his facial features covered by the mud are not bad. You can vaguely see that he is quite delicate and delicate, with a hint of nobility. Instead, he looks like a young man from a wealthy family who is in trouble.
"This child is so pitiful. Maybe something happened at home."
Li Dazui came over.
"My child, I haven't seen you before. You are from other places. I'll give you these things to eat."
The little beggar was startled, but seeing that Li Dazui didn't look like a bad guy, he took the food and ate it with big mouthfuls.
He was obviously starving.
Although the food was a bit salty, it didn't matter to him after being hungry for a long time, and he felt very satisfied.
"Eat slowly, don't choke."
Li Dazui said a few words and left, just as Xiaomi came over burping.
"Hey, you guy, we are both traveling together, why are you trying to take my place? Give it a try!"
Saying that, Xiaomi couldn't help but sit next to the little beggar.
"You are not a brother in our gang, and you don't seem to understand the rules. Let me teach you that you cannot beg for food casually in our town. When you score."
Just as he was talking, a resident walked by and threw a penny to Xiaomi.
"Hey, stop, stop!"
Xiaomi immediately threw the penny back to him.
"Today is the fifteenth day. It's the fifteenth day of the lunar month. I'm going to have a rest and not work."
"Who are you? Just starve to death!"
The resident left with a look of disgust on his face.
Xiaomi raised her chin at the little beggar next to her.
"Understood? Look at how cool I am, how about you join my Beggar Clan, and I will be your introducer, and I will keep it for you, so that within a year, you can get three bags!"
The little beggar kept his promise and held it in for a long time before shaking his head.
"don't want."
"Hey, you have a southern accent. You're from Fuzhou, right? There are brothers from there in our gang, so I recognized it right away."
"Don't be afraid. Qixia Town is a good place and won't bully people. Did you see the guy with the knife? That's our Inspector Yan. He's a nice guy. If you need anything, just tell him and he will definitely be able to help."
you."
Xiaomi introduced it to the little beggar nonchalantly.