MTL - I [Imperial] Am Not This Kind of Man-Chapter 21 Nanyingfang

Thinking about his wealth plan, Qin Nuo's excited half-night stayed asleep. Early the next morning, Xing Chong ordered people to prepare a carriage, and with elaborate drawings, went to the craftsman's workshop.

The exclusive artisan workshop of the Ministry of Defense is just south of the city, not far from Zhuangzi.

The workshop camp is actually more suitable as a small town. There are more than 30,000 craftsmen living here, plus apprentices, family members, and 5,000 guards stationed daily. The population of the entire small town is close to 100,000. Already. Approaching, loud noisy iron and murmured voices came into my ears.

Due to the involvement of the military aircraft of the Ministry of Defense, the entry check was strict. This time, in the micro-service trip, Qin Nuo did not want to reveal the identity of the county king, so he successfully entered the camp with the token of the magic camp.

In accordance with the layout in advance, Qin Nuo took people straight to the northmost glass workshop.

Today, the craftsman's glassware is still refined. Although it is not as clear as later generations, it is enough to make a container. Qin Nuo found an old artisan with good reputation, gave him the chart of the utensil, and carefully told the size and specifications.

Of course, these utensils can be found in private workshops, but the outside private workshops have different craftsmanship and are far less regular than the official venues.

After the deposit and silver were delivered, Qin Nuo turned to the iron workshop again.

As an exclusive workshop of the Ministry of Defense, ironware occupies most of the entire camp. Especially in places with dense stoves, when you listen to the deafening iron sounds around you, you have to roar. There is also the heat brought by the fire. Obviously it is late autumn, but the heat is like midsummer, and many people around are naked.

Most of them are workshops that make weapons like swords, halberds, and halberds. Before Qin Nuo asked the manager of Tianzhuang, there were only three or four who could build precision instruments.

Finally arrived at the legendary largest and best technology. It is a single-family courtyard. Li Wan stepped forward and knocked on the door, and a young boy who looked like an apprentice opened the door.

I heard that they came to customize the vessel, and immediately led everyone into the courtyard.

As soon as I stepped into the door, I heard a roar from inside, "How could it fail again, it must have been too hard for those martial artists to break!"

The glamorous elementary school student reluctantly laughed: "Master has a distinguished visitor and is talking about a business."

Qin Nuo was curious and followed the primary school student into the backyard workshop.

A dozen stoves were burning with red flames, and many stout men were rushing to work.

Passing through the stove yard, bypassing a tortuous corridor, it is a small garden with lush vegetation, quiet and noisy, quite artistic. In the center is a gazebo made of green bamboo. There are three people around the table. A drawing.

One of the old men with white hair was pointing at the drawing, his face full of anger, and two men surrounded him. The purple-haired Confucian student in the form of the accountant was blushing red, arguing fiercely with the old man. The other, in white, didn't speak, just frowned at the drawings on the table.

Taking advantage of the efforts of the two sides to exchange breath, elementary school students hurried forward to reply, "Master, a nobleman with a magic plan came to the door and wanted to make something."

The old man with white hair is the owner of this workshop, and he waved his hands impatiently when he heard the words, "Isn't you busy? No time!"

Elementary school apprentices are reluctant to intervene. The old man and the accountant continued to start the fight with energy.

Between the words, Qin Nuo had reached the table, his eyes fell on the drawing.

It looks like a weapon structure drawing of a bow and crossbow, with small letters next to it, which make people feel dizzy.

The white student studying the drawings looked up and smiled, "This is not something a child can see."

Eyebrows are elegant, with a clear temperament, and a pair of eyes as bright as stars, making people forget the vulgar. If you look closely at his appearance, he will be 28 or 9 years old, but he will naturally feel calm.

Outstanding characters always feel familiar. Qin Nuo thought about it and finally remembered that he had seen it the night his own cheap dad had died. Wasn't this man the Tsing Yi scholar who entered the palace with general Pei Ye. It must be a figure like General Pei's confidante.

Thinking for a while, Qin Nuo looked away from the good, the things like bows, crossbows, etc. belong to military contrabands. If you look too carefully, it is inevitable that Gutian Lixia is suspected. But the ridicule of the people in white shrugged his lips in disapproval. "It's just a bow and a crossbow. What's so strange is that there are many in the army."

The Confucian student dressed as Mr. Tseng was so noisy, picked up the tea cup on the table and filled it with two sips, and glared at Qin Nuo: "The juniors who do not know the goods don't want to be bored here. Disease is like lightning. Can those wastes in the camp be comparable? "

The old man with white hair glared with a beard and stared, "What a powerful force, such as lightning, can't be used to make a fart!"

"It's your craftsmanship that is too poor to be completed."

"Fart, who doesn't know that my old Zhao's workshop is the best in the entire South Camp!" The old man jumped three feet high, watching the two of them upgrade from Wendou to Wudou.

Qin Nuo listened with interest and couldn't help looking at it twice.

The man in white frowned slightly, but thought that the elementary school student had just reported that this man was born in a divine camp, and he did not stop.

"This calculation method is not right!" The numbers on the paper were converted into Arabic numbers, and they were summed up a little. Qin Nuo couldn't help but interrupt.

"Where?" The white man was intrigued.

Qin Nuo raised his finger and pointed at a number. "Here, if the previous parameter is changed, this must be changed along with it. The value should not be limited to less than five, but should be about seven."

A white face flashed with surprise: "Have you learned mathematics?"

"I know a few things," Qin Nuo said modestly.

In modern society, who has never experienced a driver who likes to drive a train from the east and the west at the same time, a reservoir administrator who likes to pump water while pumping water, a breeder who is used to putting pheasants and rabbits in a cage, and so many abnormal perpetual abuses. what.

Mr. Cangfang and the old man with white hair who rolled up their sleeves to prepare for the performance of Quan Wuxing also stopped. Mr. Cangming hummed twice from his nose. He was initially uncomfortable with the rich boy who suddenly broke in, and was even more impatient at this time. Already. Waved his hand: "Go and go, children don't rush in. This drawing has been checked by three math students in the Ministry of Industry for their help. It can never go wrong."

Qin Nuo was not angry, he just spoiled the situation just to interrupt the endless quarrel between the two. Ignoring the Confucian provocation, he took the opportunity to laugh at the white-haired old man: "Mr. Zhao, I want to come and get some tools for daily use."

The white-haired old man also felt a bit of a dispute, and was tired, so he set aside Mr. Tsang and others and laughed: "There is no reason to evade when there is a business door. I don't know what equipment the little brother wants? But Qimen weapon ? "

Qin Nuo hurried forward and presented his prepared drawings.

Mr. Zhao took a look, frowned, strange strange utensils, what are these twists and turns?

Qin Nuo asked rhetorically, "Can you make it?" The tools for making soap and alcohol purification require the combination of iron frames and glass cups, and the size requirements are fine.

Mr. Zhao Lao nodded, "No problem, we can hit the most flexible iron and hardest steel in the shop, and everything will not be stumped." These things are just weird in shape, but not too complicated.

Qin Nuo was overjoyed: "Thank you old Mr. then, how much deposit is needed, I will pay it, I don't know when I can pick it up?"

"Twenty-two deposits are enough. The final hospitality items are completed and then totaled. As for the pick-up, it can be done after seven days." Mr. Zhao Lao was also a cool guy, and immediately called two capable disciples and gave the drawings to the two. And explained the precautions.

After completing the task, Qin Nuo set aside his mind and left Li Wan with the pills. After coming out of the gate, I left the floor full of noise behind my head, and immediately felt the wind was refreshing, and the temperature suddenly dropped by two minutes.

Li Wan fanned his sleeves and fanned the wind, helped Qin Nuo to get on the carriage, and thoughtfully put on the water pouch.

The sweet grape juice slipped down his throat, Qin Nuo was lying comfortably in the car, and soon returned to the palace.

I don't know at all, because of his departure, the deadlock of the Zhao family workshop changed dramatically.

Explaining Qin Nuo's business to a powerful apprentice, Zhao Ding returned to the gazebo, preparing to continue the war with the deceased Confucian student for three hundred rounds, but returned to see his old opponent in a bad state.

Momentarily demented, scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks, and muttering in his mouth, "Is this really the way to go? No, even if it is wrong, how can I get this number ..." While he said, the charcoal in his hand was on white paper Keep drawing on it. Su Xu keeps on, like a madman.

The two are old friends who have cooperated for many times. Knowing the roots, seeing this atmosphere, Zhao Ding didn't bother, but just looked at the people in white next to him.

"Sir, this ..."

The people in white also looked dignified, staring at the drawings.

Zhao Ding didn't dare to bother to speak.

Waiting quietly for almost an hour, it suddenly appeared that people in white seemed to be out of sight, clapping their hands and exclaiming, "It really is wrong!"

A word awakened the Confucian student who looked like a crazy monster, and laughed, "Wrong, wrong, it really is wrong! I understand! I didn't expect that stupid guy to guess."

After awake, his eyes were stunned, "Well, what about that stinky boy?"

Zhao Ding frowned. "They left early, you see what it looks like."

The two were in a daze, and the sky was gloomy.

"Forget it, leave it alone, I have to solve this problem first." Confucius said, immediately before the book case, picked up the charcoal and started the calculation.

"Cao Qi, do you need to work so hard? Did you have dinner or not ..." Before Zhao Ding finished speaking, the person next to him in white raised his hand to interrupt him.

"Let him be clean. He won't have the mood to eat without calculating the results." He is the clearest of his old subordinates.

Zhao Ding sighed helplessly and turned his head: "Sir, please enjoy your glory, and just have a light meal in our workshop."

"Yeah, I heard that the burning knife on your side is full-bodied, no less than Beishuo, and has never had a chance to taste it. This time, I have a chance." The man in white smiled and went to the backyard with Zhao Ding.

When I came back after dinner, I saw that Cao Qi was still in the pavilion, becoming more and more insane, and muttering repeatedly in his mouth, "No, no, how can you not count it?"

The man in white laughed helplessly: "It's really crazy."

Zhao Ding shouted, "Cao Qi, why are you so busy? Didn't the young man say the number just now, and let the Langs know it according to that number."

Zi Yi Confucian students are still unheard of, still thinking about it.

It is so laborious that I am afraid it will affect my mind. The white man was helpless, came forward and whispered, "Cao Qi!" The sound was clear but very penetrating.

As a thunder exploded in his ears, Cao Qi woke up suddenly. With a blank expression on his face, the man in white whispered: "Zhao Ding was right. Try it out according to the value said by the young man. As for the calculation process, you can take it slowly. There are several people from the Ministry of Industry who can learn from everyone. I Someone has been sent to invite. "

Cao Qi sobered up, although he was unwilling, but did not dare to disobey the lord's will. Zhao Ding was dragged down to eat.

At the same time, an order was issued, and the front stove was started immediately. The materials were ready-made. According to the value of the Qin Nuotian point before, several skilled craftsmen carefully assembled, but it took two hours to assemble the two crossbows.

A guard was called to test fire. Bows were like shocked strings and arrows were like lightning. Until dozens of arrows were shot, the bow and crossbow were intact, and the bow strings had not broken before, and even the shooter's wrist had not been injured.

Zhao Ding was beaming with joy, "General, we have really succeeded!" In previous experiments, it took time and money to say nothing, and several marksmen were injured by this crossbow.

The people in white sighed: "Sure enough, the previous number is wrong." The value was adjusted, mainly to regulate the length and tension of the machine line.

The young man, looking at the age of thirteen or four, could see the errors in the drawings at a glance and calculate the correct results. Coincidentally, or is there such an amazing math skill? You know, this drawing has been repeatedly figured out by the Ministry of Industry's digital arithmetic.

The Confucian student looked beside, with an incredible face, half a bang. He personally stepped forward and grabbed a bow and crossbow. He fired a dozen times in a row, looked at the arrows on the target, and checked the intact bowstrings. Had to accept this result. Putting the bow and crossbow down, he suddenly looked up and asked, "Lao Zhao, you just asked, what is the boy's name and where does he live?"

"This……"

"Are you a business person? Don't even ask this."

Zhao Ding glared at him, "Not all of you are angry. But don't worry, he ordered something in the shop and will come to collect it in seven days."

"In another seven days! No! These bows are still waiting for the front of the crossbow. The soldiers are in critical condition. How can they be delayed?" Confucian student waved his hands again and again.

The man in white asked: "The young man just took the token of the camp?"

Zhao Ding's eyes lighted up, "Yes, and it's the Silver Leopard Order, who should be the nephew of the leader." The Silver Leopard token is the status symbol of a military commander with more than four grades. But five or six.

"And the man set the instrument, and even willing to pay the deposit, the tutor is very good, and his subordinates can inquire about it." You must know that the masters of the divine camp, who came to the Nanying workshop to order things, have always been a sentence Then, it is enough to keep the account in the magic camp, but not much is willing to pay.