"I have a gun, which I have kept for eighteen years, waiting to be released.
Morning and evening, waiting eagerly, lovely girl, hurry up and fight..."
A certain pig who had just touched the prickly cabbage in his mind was now in a very good mood, and his penis under the leather robe also swelled up, and he was so high-spirited. He was humming the obscene lyrics and songs compiled in his previous life, feeling relaxed all the way.
Shan, completely unaware that the expression on Dun Wu's face, who was following him, changed from confusion to doubt, then to enlightenment, and finally to a state of dumbfounding, shaking his head and sighing.
Wei Bayou didn't know that his great image among his subordinates had collapsed. He returned to the camp with a smile on his face and saw the beautiful wheelchair at a glance. According to his request, only a layer of varnish was painted to reveal the true color of the wood.
, and there are no carvings added. It is an ordinary wheelchair, but it exudes a bit of technological beauty.
"So fast?" Wei Ba looked left and right, patted it hard, pushed it a few steps, and tried the functions he designed one by one. He was very satisfied, but also a little surprised. This wheelchair is actually
It is very complicated, and it only took a day and a night to complete it, which proves that the carpenter's craftsmanship is indeed extraordinary.
"Young General treats his subordinates well, so they are naturally energetic in their work." Peng Xiaoyu walked out of the tent carrying a wooden basin, just in time to catch up with Wei Ba's words. Wei Ba patted the wheelchair and said with a smile: "That's not true.
The major general is kind to his subordinates, and it’s because you reminded him in time. How about it, have you tried it?"
"I tried it, and it's better than I expected." Peng Xiaoyu poured water, put down the basin, wiped his hands on the wall, pushed the wheelchair for two steps, and said distressedly: "It looks heavy, but it's hard to push."
It doesn't take any effort to get up, I guess there must be a lot of grease in the axle."
These days, there are no chemically synthesized lubricants, so animal fats are used instead. This kind of high-fat, high-cholesterol oil is junk food that no one wants to eat in later generations, but now it is a good thing. For Peng Xiaoyu, a year like this
It's rare to eat meat, and it's rare to be able to pick a piece of fat in the meal. Using so much fragrant fat to make a car is a luxury and a waste for her.
Wei Ba laughed and pushed the wheelchair into the tent. Fu Xing was lying on the bed. He had already heard what Wei Ba and Peng Xiaoyu said and knew that the wheelchair had been delivered. His heart, which had been dull for a few days, suddenly felt like a sky filled with dark clouds.
The clouds appeared, and he was so happy that he even couldn't wait. Wei Ba pushed the cart in, his eyes fell on the wheelchair, and he couldn't bear to leave.
"Zhong Jian, come here, give it a try. If there are any problems, I will correct them. If there is no problem, I will go to that party today." Wei Ba said, placing the wheelchair against the camp couch and picking it up carefully.
Fu Xing, gently placed him on the wheelchair.
Fu Xing was also a little nervous, fearing that Wei Ba would not be strong enough and if he threw him into the car, he would suffer. Fortunately, Wei Ba had made a lot of achievements in training these days, and it was not difficult at all to hold him.
He was settled easily. His two injured legs were splinted and could not be bent. Fortunately, Wei Ba was prepared when he started doing it and could prop up a flat plate to put his injured legs. Even if he had
When you get tired of sitting, you can put down the backrest to turn it into a stretcher that you can lie flat on.
Fu Xing tried the function, turned the wheel by himself, took two steps, turned in a circle, and said gratefully: "Aba, your brain... tsk tsk, it's really beyond my reach. How could you... how could you think of it?"
Such a good idea? It’s simply unimaginable.”
Wei Ba laughed proudly and said: "Haha, you should save such kind words to say to the carpenter. In front of others, you can't say that I did it, otherwise my reputation will be really bad."
Fu Xing nodded understandingly. He knew better than Wei Ba that for a son of an official, having a pair of skillful hands was only the icing on the cake, but it was by no means a capital to become famous.
Soon, Zhuge Qiao sent someone to invite him again. Wei Ba knew that evasion was a dream, so he simply refused to struggle in vain and agreed with the spirit of a bachelor who is not afraid of boiling water. He took Dunwu and a few guards, and Fu
Xing's bodyguards pushed the wheelchair and cart together to the Chinese army. As soon as they arrived at the door, Zhuge Qiao personally greeted them. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Fu Xing sitting in the wheelchair and was stunned for a moment.
Then he shouted happily: "Zhong Jian, can you get up?"
Fu Xing smiled: "I can't move yet, but with the help of this car, I don't have to be bored in the tent anymore. I heard there is a party today, so I came to join in the fun."
Zhuge Qiao was overjoyed and patted Fu Xing's shoulder affectionately: "Look, what are you saying? I was wrong. I didn't expect you to get up so quickly. If I had known, I would have invited you."
This car...is new?"
Zhuge Qiao looked at Wei Ba, and he had obviously determined that Wei Ba was the inventor of this new car. Wei Ba shrugged helplessly: "It was made by the carpenter from the transport camp, I just provided a little suggestion.
.”
Zhuge Qiao smiled: "Brother Wei, you are really hard to figure out. I wasn't surprised at first, but I didn't expect you to make this car in such a short period of time. It's really...
I really don’t know what to say.”
"It's not worth mentioning, it's just some trivial tricks." Wei Ba interrupted Zhuge Qiao's praise and pulled him inside: "You came out to greet me in person. Could it be that I came too early? Others
No one has arrived yet?”
"You are too arrogant to belittle yourself. With such a great talent like you, how could I not come out to greet you?" Zhuge Qiao said half-truthfully, holding Wei Ba's hand and leading them into the camp. Once inside the camp
, Wei Ba was surprised, and saw about twenty or thirty young people sitting on the open space in front of the tent. They gathered together in twos and threes, some were talking and laughing in a low voice, and some were playing with the weapons in their hands, probably
While they were warming up, some were sitting quietly on their seats, waiting for the competition to begin. The tent door was ajar, so you couldn't see what was going on inside. However, it could be seen from the fact that no one was blocking the way in front of the tent that the tent was open.
There was probably an unusual person sitting there.
As soon as Zhuge Qiao led Wei Ba and others to show up, there was a commotion. Those who were doing their own things turned their eyes around in unison, with envy, resentment, curiosity, appreciation, and mixed emotions. Then someone else saw it.
Fu Xing was in the wheelchair. Several young people exclaimed, stood up from the table, gathered around Fu Xing, and greeted Fu Xing with concern.
"These are all my good friends." Fu Xing said to Wei Ba: "This is Feng Jin, the son of the old leader Feng, and this is Zhang Wei, the son of the old general Zhang..."
Wei Ba understood as soon as he heard that these were the sons of generals who fought with Liu Bei in the Wu expedition and died in the battle. They were from the same state and had the same experience, so of course they were closer. He hurried forward to greet him, Feng Jin and Zhang
Seeing that he had taken good care of Fu Xing, Wei was very happy and said a few words to Wei Ba politely.
"Nice car!" A young man in Confucian uniform came over. He neither spoke to Wei Ba nor greeted Fu Xing in the wheelchair. He didn't say a word of concern, but he took a look at Fu Xing's body.
The wheelchair cart. He walked back and forth around the wheelchair cart twice, then raised his head and looked at Wei Ba with a smile on his face: "Wei Jun is really skillful. This must be Wei Jun's hard work, right?"
Wei Ba knew that this tone was wrong as soon as he heard it. Looking at the fake smile on his face, of course he knew that the person who came was evil. He didn't want to cause trouble when he came today. He just wanted to compromise and have a good relationship with everyone as much as possible to calm down his father's ass.
The bad consequences brought about by temper. Therefore, knowing that this guy was not a good guy, he still handed over his hand and said humbly: "I don't dare to take it seriously. This is the work of the craftsmen in the camp. I actually didn't do much. I don't know what to do...
"
Zhuge Qiao frowned slightly: "Yuan Xiu, don't talk nonsense. It's just a small car. How can it be regarded as Wei Jun's painstaking work? Brother Wei is so talented, how can he put his mind on such trivial matters." He turned his head,
He then said apologetically to Wei Ba: "Yang Canjun's son, Yang Wei and Yang Yuanxiu, is full of knowledge and has a good temperament, but he is a bit sour. Brother Wei may not be used to it when we first meet him, but after being together for a long time, we know that he is actually a warm-hearted person.
"
Wei Ba secretly sighed. Regardless of whether what Zhuge Qiao said was true or false, since this boy was Yang Yi's son, he thought that the only thing he could learn from was Su Ke, but he had no chance to feel his warm-heartedness. He tried his best to stay calm and polite.
He said: "It turns out to be Yang Jun, whom I have admired for a long time."
Yang Wei's cheeks twitched, his eyes rolled, and he continued to maintain a sly smile: "It should be because I have admired Mr. Wei for a long time. Brother Wei's name is well known to everyone these days."
"Ashamed, ashamed." With a black line on his forehead, Wei Ba winked at Zhuge Qiao, hoping that he would take this kid away quickly to avoid escalating the conflict. However, Zhuge Qiao was staring at Yang Wei unhappily and did not pay attention to his wink.
Yang Wei also ignored Zhuge Qiao's displeasure and continued: "Wei Jun should indeed be ashamed."
Wei Ba scratched his eyebrows helplessly: "Please give me some advice from Mr. Yang."
Yang Wei patted the wheelchair, laughed exaggeratedly, and raised his voice deliberately so that everyone around him could hear it. "The reason why we know Wei Jun's name is of course because of Wei Jun's performance in the supply camp.
We were greatly surprised, but more importantly, Wei Jun was so skilled in craftsmanship that he not only invented the Iron King, but also invented a new accounting method. Now it is about to be implemented throughout the world, and countless people will benefit from Wei Jun in the future. Of course, the Wei family also
I can make a fortune from selling these new account pages. Hahaha..."
He pretended to be bold and laughed, but only a few people around him agreed with him. Most of them maintained a neutral attitude, neither helping him nor trying to help Wei Ba.
"However, although Wei Jun is skillful, he is a bit stingy. Fu Zhongjian can be regarded as Wei Jun's benefactor, so you should make a car for him. As for being so stingy? Look, the whole car doesn't even have any decorations, not even a single
I'm reluctant to use paint. Isn't this too... too stingy? Is this the family tradition of General Zhenbei?"————First update, please recommend votes, please collect, and more importantly, please Sanjiang votes
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