Ma'am help, the general is in trouble again

Chapter 135
Although it was the first time to do this kind of thing, because the object was her, he felt quite handy.

He fed her mouthful after mouthful, while she enjoyed it unconsciously. The two seemed to cooperate with each other tacitly, but Zheng Quchi's mind was completely focused on the drawings, and he didn't even know that she was being "lived by Yama". "Take good care of it.

By the time her stomach felt full, the bowl of rice had been emptied by Yu Wensheng with great interest.

It can be said that Yu Wensheng has successfully completed the task entrusted by Brother Sang.

He likes to watch Zheng Quchi eat, with a big mouth, round cheeks, chewing like a little squirrel, he looks like he has a good appetite, he is not picky about his food, he eats whatever he feeds.

He was at the table, took off his eye veil, a pair of long lacquer eyelashes like a flexible black fish, he looked at her, his eyes were covered with a layer of haze, and ripples flooded the secluded pool, it seemed warm and bewitching, but in fact In his heart, he was indifferent.

Why does she want to build a car?

Did she know about the "Osmanthus osmanthus letter"?

Or, even if she and Gongshu still have a relationship in private, they had already agreed to go to the Julu Kingdom to join the Jichun Craftsmanship Guild?
All kinds of knife-twisting questions made his already weak and sensitive trust full of holes again, but he didn't want to ask her again. If she lied to him again, he might not be able to control himself.

It doesn't matter, no matter what she wants to do, he can tolerate and ignore it, as long as she doesn't try to escape from his side...he doesn't care about anything.

It was late at night, and the pine oil lamp in the room was placed on Zheng Quchi's table. The light was yellowish and gentle, making people drowsy.

Her eyelids had been creased three or four times, and she yawned a few times before finally designing the prototype of the car.

I'm so sleepy, I can't go on anymore, the rest of the details will be polished slowly later.

This carriage is 8 meters in length, 3 meters in width, with six windows and two doors. The carriage of CRRC is not only spacious and bright, but also magnificent. It can be equipped with three horses as a luxury version, and two horses as a standard version.

The wealthy, gentry and dignitaries can all be adapted for use.

She thought, Beiyuan's technology and Nanchen's luxury, she was greedy and wanted them all.

Therefore, not only did the car surpass in terms of performance, but she also put a lot of thought into the exterior decoration, making the design so magnificent.

The surface carvings and hand-painted totems blend together to form interlaced and multi-layered changes with distinct layers, as if announcing to the Seven Kingdoms that sitting in her carriage can travel all over the vast world, enough to conquer the world.

On the door of the car, she would also paint the national emblem of their country of Ye, marking madeiny.z.

Manufactured by Ye State and Zheng Quchi.

As soon as this car came out, she believed that it would definitely be sold out.

With this good wish in mind, Zheng Quchi put down the charcoal pencil, stared at her carefully drawn drawings, and just kept giggling happily.

Stretching and raising her head, she realized that the sky was not only dark, but also the moon was in full swing. How many hours had she been busy.

"this late?"

She was startled, and when she turned her head, she inadvertently glanced at the empty bowl next to her, and suddenly remembered something, her expression was first confused, then surprised, and finally she was dumbfounded.

What did she, what did she do?

She glanced blankly at Yu Wencheng who had already closed his eyes and fell asleep on the side of the bed. The two of them slept, one used to sleep inside, and the other slept on the outside in order to make room for each other.

A bed for two people to lie on. From the awkwardness and embarrassment at the beginning, to now every time he falls asleep, he will habitually reserve half of the place for her.

She was stunned for a moment, and her eyes were complicated beyond words.

What is he going to do?
Is such an intimate and natural thing that a great general of a country feeds such a small craftsman like her, is it something that should happen to the two of them at this stage?

What was he thinking?

Sugar-coated cannonball?

But she doesn't like it at all.

Maybe he just wanted to numb her temporarily so that she could be his wife in peace?

If their Yuwen family really had the ancestral rule that they would kill their children and grandchildren, it would be really not easy for the two of them to leave, either she would die and he would be a widower, or he would die and she would be a widow.

But it's not absolute, what if one day, Yu Wensheng really can't stand her?
With Yu Wencheng's rebellious temperament, even if he intends to abide by the clan rules, it should be within his tolerance. Once she does something that makes him disgusted, even if he abolishes the clan rules, he still wants to follow her. And away.

She didn't believe it, he insisted on her.

Yes, she has to do it.

But you can't commit suicide, you can't do something taboo, or if one of you uses too much force and you won't leave, you can just come to a widow.

She was so busy these two days that she forgot to buy rouge and gouache. She didn't know if it was expensive or not.

Or find another way to annoy him, for example, men in this world have a common problem, the most annoying woman nagging, controlling him, pestering him, and bothering him.

There is no cost for this, and when she recovers from her injury, she can try it.

In addition, he doesn't like others to smile at him, so she should smile at him more first, anyway, smiling doesn't cost money.

After she finished washing, she tiptoed into the bed, opened the quilt and just lay down, when she suddenly heard Yu Wencheng's voice: "Tomorrow, don't be so busy."

Zheng Quchi was startled, and looked towards him, only to see that he was sideways, not in her direction, and she had blown out the lamp, so she couldn't see clearly the expression on his side face in the dark night.

"No, did you disturb your rest? Then I will rest in Yaomei's room tomorrow night..."

Before he could speak, he was interrupted by Yu Wencheng resentfully: "Is that why you don't want to stay with me?"

"No." She denied immediately.

She couldn't admit that she wanted to avoid him. Every night since she came back, she curled up like a frightened shrimp, and when she closed her eyes, there were all kinds of bloody and terrifying pictures of him.

This situation is like sleeping in the same bed with a murderer. Although she knows that the other party will not kill her now and treats her quite "friendly and friendly", based on her understanding of his moody nature, it is difficult for her to convince herself to treat him as before.

After a long silence between the two, Yu Wencheng suddenly said, "I'm cold."

"Ok?"

"I want to be closer to you."

As he spoke, he arched the quilt, and his body in thin obscene clothes was pressed against Zheng Quchi, and the cold air from the other party passed over, causing Zheng Quchi, who was full of blood and blood, to shiver from the cold .

He didn't touch her hastily, but just pulled the position between the two closer, shoulders close together, and there was no longer any distance.

"is it okay?"

Zheng Quchi's whole body was stiff, and he almost couldn't help but open his mouth to spray, you even came over, and asked if it's okay, I said no, would you still go back?

"If you think I'm chilling you, I'll retreat. Anyway, I've already gotten used to sleeping with cold hands and feet all night."

Listening at night, his soft and mocking magnetic voice gives people an inexplicably provocative fragility.

Hearing what he said, Zheng Quchi was out of control. She has always been weak when she is tough, but she is extremely resilient, but she is really soft when she is soft. It's all because her ancestors didn't have a treacherous minister, which was inherited by their family. All the factors of truth, goodness and beauty.

"...That's not necessary. I've taken too many tonics recently, and I'm very angry. Neutralize and neutralize it, which can just quell the fire."

"Really~" His cold body came closer, like a slippery snake, or a colorful and colorful poisonous snake: "Then can I hold your hand to sleep? I have a cold body, so it will be easier to extinguish your fire."

Zheng Quchi wanted to retract into the shell: "Wouldn't it be too troublesome to sleep like this, or else, let's just lie flat like this and sleep separately."

However, it is a man's nature to push forward. She allowed him to take a step closer, and he wanted to get closer to her, and he didn't want to sleep with her anymore.

"Okay."

This time he agreed very simply.

However, before daybreak, Zheng Quchi picked up his ax and hurried to the mountains.

There is a witch at home, she is really afraid that she will be swallowed by him and chewed on.

It was agreed that everyone would sleep in their own way, she was such a well-behaved person, how could she fall asleep and cross the line, and rolled into his arms, holding on tightly and not letting go?

It is clear that he is bewitching the public with his lies.

She made up her mind that she would never sleep in the same room with him tonight.

Go up the mountain to pick the right wood.

In the afternoon, after returning home for dinner, she went to the workshop in the county again.

She went to the blacksmith shop, took out the hand-painted drawings, and asked them to order the iron rings and hooks of the cart according to her design drawings and size specifications.

In fact, there are ready-made woods for sale in the market, including hard woods such as poplar and locust wood, but after asking the price, she decided to save costs, and then go to the mountains to cut logs and carry them home.

To talk about this car, the most difficult thing is to make the wheels.

Each wheel she designed has a diameter of about 4.5 feet and is supported by 100 spokes and more than [-] rivets. It is not a small project to get these four wheels off.

Although she can do it herself, she plans to outsource it to a carpenter.

Because it would take months for her to polish this set of procedures. She only has one pair of hands, and it takes too much effort to do it by herself. Why don't you pay some wages and call ten or eight carpenters to do it for her at the same time.

Thanks to her previous work experience in the camp, she knew a lot of carpenters, so she was able to contract labor and materials with high quality and low price.

Because most of the car body is of mortise and tenon structure, the angle of each spoke must be calculated accurately. If it is slightly different, it will not match the shaft, and the circle will be deformed.

But these happen to be Zheng Quchi's strengths. She is not bragging about mathematics. If she can't learn mathematics, physics and chemistry, she can't do well in civil structures.

So she marked the specific numbers calculated clearly on each component. Even if you are a carpenter, as long as you follow the drawings she drew, you will not make mistakes.

Of course, in order to prevent her colleagues from copying her designs, she made the parts very scattered, just like modern handmade bead flowers, beads are beads, leaves are leaves, stems are stems, sleeves are sleeves, and at first glance they are all zero. As long as the components are not assembled, it is not necessarily possible to guess what she wants to do.

For some things that others really can't get, she has to do it herself.

　I caught a cold, and Jingzheng was sneezing. I hurriedly bought some medicine and came back to take it. I hope I can get well tomorrow after sleeping. The weather here in Jing is unpredictable, so I can’t prevent it. TT
　　
　
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