Seeing that the front half of the tortoise shell that we had hollowed out was hit by the stalagmites, it jumped up to a height of more than three feet, and then fell back to the ground. The stone powder was rising, and I was the first to run over.
General Ji, General Meng, and many others dropped the tree and ran over with me.
The sharp head of the stalagmite has been inserted into the tortoise shell! Only the thicker part on the top, like a tail, is left. The place where I want to open the skylight at the back is exactly where I want to open the skylight at the back. What I am worried about is that the tortoise shell will be cracked, and I will climb up quickly.
, regardless of the danger, he looked around the base of the stalagmite.
No sign of cracking was found. This was all due to General Ji's people pouring vinegar on that place for seven consecutive days. The tortoise shell had already been softened by the old vinegar.
If the stalagmite hits not this place, but even a little bit higher, all my plans will be ruined and the tortoise shell will definitely be shattered.
I raised my head and looked at the dome above my head. There were still two stalagmites hanging on it. I hoped that they would be honest and there would be no more mistakes. I immediately shouted to General Ji and the others: "Please give me some."
People, get the stalagmites out and bring in some more people, carpenters, let’s clean up this tree!”
People quickly divided into two teams. One team was led by General Ji and the stonemason, and the other team was led by me, General Meng, and the craftsmen. After the sudden change, people aroused soaring energy, and the green mist floating in the dome,
It seems that it was awakened by the explosion just now, and it is still slowly rushing towards the hole above, blocking most of the light, making the cave a little dark.
We measured the giant tree that was lying down. It was two hundred paces long and fifteen feet in diameter at the root. Then it was the carpenter who had the final say. I only told him my idea in detail. How to get the materials? It was up to him.
Then, I went to see General Ji and his friends. They had cut off some branches from the big tree and built a simple scaffolding on the turtle. The stonemason directed more than a dozen people on it, exerting the spirit of ants chewing bones, making jingling sounds.
The locals are "gnawing" at the stone. It seems that they have adopted the safest method, which is also the only stupid method. Although it is slow, it will not make a big mistake.
The stalagmite penetrated the tortoise shell into a circular hole with a diameter of about two feet. I got inside and examined it carefully. This hole is really good. It can provide light and ventilation during the day, and it can connect with the head.
The turtle's mouth just creates air convection. Isn't this a wonderful ship that is warm in winter and cool in summer, purely natural, green, and extremely sturdy?
I want to make a big fuss here, taking advantage of the turtle's physical characteristics of being high in the front and low in the back. The front is divided into two floors, and the upper floor is divided into rooms for living. I have decided to build a larger room for King Tian and his wife, and it must be able to
You can see the scenery outside at a glance from Turtle Mouth. We will build a room for General Ji and General Meng. The area is slightly smaller than the king's room. General Su, I have arranged a place for him. His place is not here.
The rest will be reserved for sailors' dormitories. Six dormitories can be built on the upper floor, and each room can accommodate six or seven people.
On the lower floor of the front half, there is a small part of the space that I want to use as an engine room. The detailed design already has 80% of the outline. The remaining part can also be divided into a kitchen and a storage warehouse.
We can also make about 13 or 4 more small cells for people to live in.
Calculated this way, this ship can carry at least 140 to 50 people without any problem.
The part at the back really needs to be well utilized and designed. There is already a fairly standard porthole here. Such a good location can only be reserved for Tian Hua.
I want to build a duplex structure here to serve as Tian Hua's boudoir. I want to create a cozy bedroom below, with an exquisite wooden bed, and a place for her to relax, which is above, with a dressing table.
, there is a bronze mirror, hey, I also want to get her a place to sunbathe.
Generally speaking, Xiaoyue should live with Tian Hua, so create a small room for her indoors. This is not a problem at all. I have plenty of wood and some fantastic ideas.
This should be the quietest, most elegant, most sentimental, most comfortable, safest, most desirable, most... place on the entire ship. During the day, she and Xiaoyue could stand behind the porthole and look outside.
Sea view, watch seagulls flying, fish leaping over the clouds, read a book in a well-lit room, do some girly work, bask in the sun, at night...
I was immersed in my imagination for a long time and couldn't shake it off. The image in front of me gradually became clearer. This place is still rough and rough. Compared with my goal, it is still a thousand miles away.
"Ouch----"
I screamed strangely, swung my arms and got out of the turtle warehouse, and got into the crowd energetically. I wanted to be with them!
The carpenter has professional knowledge and can carry out all my intentions quite accurately. Needless to say, General Meng also patrols back and forth with his big eyes.
The people in the carpentry group, so to speak, are divided into several groups. Some work in pairs to pull large saws, and some cut large pieces of wood into regular materials under the guidance of the carpenter. The big tree
Fifty steps up from the root of the tree, they sawed it off and threw it aside. The remaining parts were broken into pieces and turned into piles of wood, which were stacked in a spacious place.
I stood on a high place, looking down at the people below who were busy and calm, and practiced the breath-taking Kungfu taught me by General Ji again. The Han envoy had been gone for about twenty days, even if he had to crawl, he should
Climbing out of Jiaodong County, I am a young "experienced person". From what I know, can I be considered a prophet?
"Book of Han. Chronicles of Emperor Gao": "...At the beginning, Tian Heng returned to Pengyue and Xiang Yu was destroyed... Heng and his guests drowned in the sea. Fearing that they would be in chaos for a long time, he sent an envoy to pardon Heng, saying: Heng comes, the big one is king, and the small one is king.
If you don't come, we will send troops to kill you."
I hope that's the historian's untruth, but I can't slow down the progress of the project.
Because I don't have any special powers, I'm just a stupid boy who has practiced breathing for a few days and absorbed some dragon elixir essence.
Even if I have any special powers, I am not willing to completely reverse history.
Although there is too much suffering, too much misfortune, and too much humiliation in the land where I was born and grew up, I cannot change that I am a descendant of the Yan and Huang Dynasties.
In the past, I couldn't find a job, I didn't have much money to honor my parents, I didn't have much ability to support the poor and do what I wanted to do, and I hated many injustices, but I still loved this vast land. In the past
, or the future, this remains unchanged
Wang Hua should still exist in the time and space that I can never go back to. There is still the person I love there. That time and space also belongs to this land. In this land, whether in the past or in the future, the man she gave birth to will be
Always tenacious, women are always beautiful and charming
Therefore, even if I have the possibility to reverse history, I will definitely not do it. The deceased is gone, and my ancestors will not forget me. I would rather choose a period of official history to pass by, at an unspecified time, to accompany me to respect and love a group of people.
To create a more vivid history is like another flower growing on a towering tree
The carpenter was doing a delicate job, and there were three or five people around him. He was carving a wheel or a gear. He was holding a chisel in his left hand and swinging a hammer with his right hand. Wood chips were flying. He seemed to be squatting in a piece of snow, some
People are still making fun of him: "Carpenter, you are cheerful all day long. Is there something good going on at home?"
"What good things can come out of the chaos of war? It's just a matter of the wife and children being hot on the bed."
"What does your wife look like? Tell us who have never touched your wife, it will be fine anyway."
"Don't say it, don't say it, I'm afraid you'll get jealous if I say it." Although he said this, after a while, he still started talking while doing it, "My wife is the best wife in the world, she is so caring and considerate, so
I haven’t been back for many days, but I really want to”
"What are you thinking about? Are you missing your wife's butt?"
The carpenter swung the chisel, pretending to strike, but he soon laughed again, "I'm not just thinking about that, I'm telling you, there are many things I'm thinking about, but I won't tell you!" Suddenly he saw something and lowered his head.
Just work
It turned out that Xiaoyue was here. A soldier was accompanying her and standing behind the group of people. Her face was red, as if she had heard some dirty words that she shouldn't have heard.