Nongmen splendid, the master craftsman is three and a half years old

Chapter 67

Manman glued the last triangular tooth, checked carefully and found that there was no problem, relaxed his body, sat down on the cushion under his buttocks, and closed his eyes that were sore due to too long concentration.

Fumbling for the cloth towel next to her, she wiped her hands, and performed eye exercises for her eyes. This was the cheapest method of eye care that Manman found for her mother on the Xingwang.com.

Cai Jia had put down her embroidery needles a long time ago, and was reading with relish in a book of travel notes, when she saw that Man Man was finally healed, she hurried up, "Is this all right?"

After rubbing her eyes, Manman stood up and twisted her arms and legs, "Theoretically, there is no problem."

"Hey! Sister Jia, you know how to draw, right?" Manman suddenly remembered when she saw Cai Jia's embroidered pattern thrown aside, Sister Jia seemed to be good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting!

"That's right." Cai Jia nodded naturally. After all, when I was a child, I was occupied by studying. Although I was a little lax when I came to Yuliang Village, my aunt would still conduct spot checks at any time, but she was not proficient. But visiting friends and banquets to fool some people is definitely okay.

"Then do you still remember the blue phoenix crowned dove?" Manman lay down on the desk and looked at Cai Jia expectantly.

Cai Jia looked at Man Man and tilted his head and thought about it, "I should remember," looking at Man Man's expression, "You don't want me to draw it, do you?"

Manman's little head nodded straight like a chicken cutting rice.

"Ah"

Cai Jia pinched Manman's small face confidently, "Anyone can draw it just by looking at it!"

Jiang Ziyu raised her head and looked at the two when she heard the sound of squabbling, holding the "Star Book" in her left hand, but Cai Jia looked like she was not good at learning but was justified, but in fact she wanted to help Manman, so she pursed her lips ,"I can."

One sentence I will be like the sound of nature, Manman's eyes lit up, she turned her head and ran to Ziyu, "Ziyu, please help me draw a picture, I want my mother to embroider a blue phoenix round fan for me," holding a small With an expectant expression on his face, "It must be very beautiful."

Cai Jia walked over unconvinced, "Jiang Ziyu, don't speak wild words, our Manman has a very high vision! If the painting is not good-looking..."

Arms folded, "We don't want it." Looking down at the top of Manman's head, "Really."

Manman believed that Ziyu's words would be fine, looked up at Cai Jia, made a grimace, "I believe in Ziyu!"

The corner of Jiang Ziyu's mouth was bent, and he pulled the vine, "What kind of fan do you want? If you make a round fan, it won't look good with a bird's nest."

Manman happily looked at Ziyu to come up with an idea, "Then I want to look like Xiaojiujiu playing on a branch."

"Okay." Jiang Ziyu put down the book, put away the pen and ink star map on the desktop, took out the drawing paper, called out the required color ink, and started to draw with concentration.

After watching it for a while, Cai Jia became impatient and took Manman to try the rice thresher.

Manman shook her head, and closed her small mouth softly towards Cai Jia, "I want to watch Ziyu draw, and I will try again later."

Cai Jia couldn't help it, so he continued to pick up the travel notes and read from the sidelines, sinking into it after a while, sometimes his eyes were crooked, sometimes his eyes were angry.

Manman held her small face and looked happily at the pattern sketched by Ziyu's pen. She nodded when she saw the highlights, and got up from time to time to pour a cup of tea to Ziyu. The sun shed orange light from the window, like a painting It's so wonderful.

After having lunch together, Jiang Ziyu wanted to continue to finish the painting, but was pushed back to the room by Manman for a lunch break.

Jiang Ziyu put down the brush, rubbed his wrist, looked at it and nodded.

Man Man moved the ruler, held the drawing paper with both hands, and witnessed the birth of the entire drawing, so that she could appreciate Ziyu's superb painting skills, "Ziyu, you are too good, just like the real thing!"

Turning her head to show off to Cai Jia, "Sister Jia, Ziyu is finished painting, come and take a look, it is exactly the same as the Jiujiu we saw back then."

Cai Jia got up and came to the front, even if he was not convinced, he had to admit the wonderful masterpiece of the other party.

The blue sky and white clouds, two green phoenixes on a tree look like they are alive, and they are grooming their feathers. Because they can be embroidered on the fan, the focus of the painting is on the green phoenix. The blue sky, white clouds and trees are just a few embellishments, and the layout is very beautiful .

Cai Jia has always been willing to gamble and admit defeat, "Sure enough, he is the Holy Son of Tianshan! Everything he has learned has reached the pinnacle."

"Daifuku can't help but sigh. Although in the era of rapid development of intelligence, time-recording and image collection has become a piece of cake, but in terms of emotional injection, whether it is vivid or not, it still needs to be operated by a real intelligent body."

Fortunately, I never underestimated the wisdom of the ancients, otherwise it would have aroused suspicion and been blocked.

After the three of them admired it, they took the rice thresher and ran to the rice field to experiment. Cai Jia generously pinched his own rice ears and gave them to several people to experiment one by one. The rotation of the drum directly shakes off the rice on the ears of rice, and the ears of wheat held in the hand will be bald in a while and become straws.

Manman nodded, and took out a small notebook to record the data, how much rice can be stirred at once with a large model, and what size is needed if it is put into practice.

Cai Jia looked at Manman's records, took the model and started to operate it. Since he took too much and it was not clean, Manman counted it and quickly took charcoal to write it down.

After several experiments, Manman calculated the actual size and handed it to Cai Jia, "Sister Jia, there is no problem with the rice thresher, and it can be made according to this size."

Manman looked at the straight rice paddies in front of him, and finally began to look forward to the time when he bent down. In previous years, the villagers were happy to see the golden rice paddies, but thinking about the hardships of the harvest was like facing a formidable enemy.

"It's a pity that there is no electricity now, otherwise not only the rice thresher can be automated, but also the harvester can be made without any problem."

"Ah?" Cai Jia looked up from the notebook, "What electricity?"

Manman looked at the dubious expression of the two people looking down at her, "The power that can illuminate and make many devices operate automatically."

With her hands behind her back, Ziyu looked at the rippling green field in front of her eyes with mandarin duck eyes, "Do you have that kind of power?"

Manman nodded affirmatively, "I'm sure I can do it."

Jiang Ziyu lowered her head, her eyes were warm, "I believe it."

Cai Jia hugged Man Man, rubbed her little head into a chicken nest, kissed her little face, "I believe it too!"

The trust from the heart between the two filled Manman's face with the joy of struggle.

Taking the painting and the finished model, I ran home, dragged my family members and happily demonstrated the rice-threshing machine, Yu Youyu watched from the sidelines, his heart was burning, and he didn’t eat the excited meal while holding the rice-threshing machine He ran to Yu Youguang's house.

During the autumnal equinox, Yu Youyu had already turned out the rice thresher that he had made. This year, because of the rice thresher, several helpers harvested the five acres of early rice at Xiangu’s house in two days. All in stock.

Before Yu Youyu went to talk to his second brother about the rice thresher machine, Yu Youguang listened to and watched the demonstration of the rice thresher model, he was more excited than Yu Youyu, so he ordered one for himself immediately, beating gongs and drums He called the villagers to the drying yard for a meeting.

(End of this chapter)