Ma'am help, the general is in trouble again

Chapter 153
After the matter was arranged, Zheng Quchi went to find Mu Gaoyi and Shi Hetong.

Outside, she could hear the sound of planing wood and the creaking and creaking of sawing wood. When she entered, pieces of sphenophyta were flying all over the sky. She couldn't hold back the itching of her nose and sneezed.

Rubbing her nose, she searched the venue where people were coming and going, and found that these two are currently engaged in a hot career.

They were like honey picking flowers in the valley, so busy that she didn't even notice her coming for so long.

She didn't call them either, so as not to disturb them.

She saw that a lot of planed wood had been piled up next to it.

Not far away, a group of people were sawing the wood. A large amount of wood was sawed into long pieces and short pieces, in a chaotic but orderly manner, all according to the design drawings.

There are still people waiting by the side, moving the sawn wood to the next process - planing.

The location is not far from her, and there are people squatting on the ground, using ink fountains and rulers to measure the length to be cut, and some people are cutting boards... In such a short period of time, they seem to have adapted to this kind of assembly line work.

And the efficiency is astonishingly high, she couldn't help sighing, how many people are really powerful, if she wants to do it by herself, she doesn't know how long it will take.

They were indeed mature craftsmen, and they didn't need her to correct and give pointers at all, so Zheng Quchi watched them quietly for a while, and then left quietly.

When it was time to quit work, Runtu abided by professional ethics and waited outside to pick her up on time.

Naturally, Zheng Quchi would not go back to Hegou Village today, and going back and forth not only wasted time, but also troublesome.

In order to deal with her, Runtu still pulled a carriage and waited there, and he dismissed all the guards around him. As soon as Zheng Quchi came out, seeing no one noticed, he got in quickly.

Then, she was sent to the main army tent.

When she got out of the carriage, she remembered that Yu Wensheng was also in the main tent today, so she couldn't lift her footsteps.

I don't know how he is doing now, whether his stomach feels better... Thinking of what happened a while ago, she raised her face and sighed.

"Ma'am, why don't you go in?"

"If not, I still..."

"Ma'am, the general said that I can do whatever you want during the day, but at night, I must go back to the main army tent to rest. The general did this for your safety."

Ma'am, don't be ignorant, go in quickly.

Zheng Quchi felt that Runtu probably wanted to say this sentence, but he probably polished it up a little for Yu Wensheng's sake.

"Ok."

She stood in front of the big tent and had done enough mental construction. When she entered, she found that there was no one inside.

She quickly poked her head out, her brows were brimming with joy, she tilted her head and asked Runtu: "Director Runqi, where's your general?"

Runtu said: "The general has urgent business and has left the camp."

Zheng Quchi said, "Leave? But..."

She paused, and wanted to ask something, but felt that he would probably not tell her if she asked Runtu. This person kept his mouth shut, and it was difficult to find out anything from him.

"What do you want to ask Madam?" This time, Runtu took the initiative to ask.

Zheng Quchi was a little surprised, and thought, has this person changed his nature?

The general who opened the mouth did not explain it before, and the lady who shut the mouth can ask the general in person.

"Where is he? Is he better?" she asked.

As expected, Runtu changed his temper. He didn't evade or evade, but replied directly: "The general, Adjutant Wang, and Wei Jinwei have all gone to Jizhou. When the general left, Runtu didn't notice anything unusual."

Have you been to Jizhou?

Jizhou is not far from Fu County, but it is a wealthy area, which is very different from the border of Fu County. Where does he go and do?Holiday fun?Shopping?

"I see."

She retracted her head in doubt.

Standing in the big tent of the main army, Zheng Quchi casually glanced here and there, although she has been here several times and is no stranger to it, but this is the first time for her to calm down and look at the surrounding environment.

She walked behind the six-meter-long screen, which was the place where Yu Wensheng bathed on weekdays. There was a bathtub and a hanger, on which were hung several sets of Yu Wensheng's ordinary clothes. You can see that the price is expensive.

He has a variety of color preferences. He wears light-colored clothes and also dark-colored ones, making it difficult for people to figure out his preference.

Not far away is a bed with rolled quilts on it, an incense burner and a pair of white gloves on the table of the bed.

Seeing these things that belonged to Yu Wensheng placed everywhere she could see, seemed to show traces of his ubiquity.

Zheng Quchi saw again that the place where the armor was usually placed was now empty.

Could it be...he walked away wearing a general's helmet and armor and fully armed?
"Did I guess wrong? He didn't go to resolve official business peacefully, but went to fight in Renji Prefecture?" She was startled.

But it's not right, Jizhou is a far and fertile place on the plain, there are no hills or villages around, no bandits or thugs, who is he going to fight with?
Zheng Quchi really didn't understand whether he was going to fight this trip, or what, but based on her past experience, Yu Wensheng was quite homely from a certain point of view. If you go far away, you have to make a bloody storm.

Zheng Quchi didn't worry about him anymore, but started to worry about Jizhou, and he didn't know if they could bear the "baptism" of Yu Wensheng's trip.

She had never gone to bed so early. After lighting a copper tree oil lamp, her eyes drifted to the general's seat above.

Out of a curiosity-seeking attitude, she walked over slowly, first touched the texture of the tiger skin she had hunted, and then imitated Yu Wensheng's original appearance, sitting down with the desk in his hand.

It is very firm and firm, and as soon as you sit on it, your buttocks feel sublimated.

On weekdays, Yu Wensheng sat on it and worked, so he would definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

She suddenly realized that she still had some things to do, so she kept her eyes straight, and instead of touching the stacked documents on Yu Wensheng's desk, she took out a piece of paper from under the inkstone, and then randomly took out a brush from the pen holder, dipped it on Get some ink and start writing seriously.

"This character... still needs to be practiced well. It has no merits other than being understandable when written with a brush."

She complained about her own words.

Thinking of the handwriting written by other craftsmen, which were the same as hers, Zheng Quchi felt that although being a craftsman is not an examination for the number one scholar, he still has to work hard and don't let others look down on him.

"Ma'am, Runtu is here to deliver dinner."

Outside, a shadow was reflected on the door tent.

Zheng Quchi looked up: "Oh, okay, come in."

She quickly stood up from the general's chair, and walked aside, pretending to be nonchalant.

Runtu didn't care about what his wife did in the main army's account. Since the general allowed her to enter the account and assured her that she was in the account alone, the remaining problems were not something that his subordinates should worry about.

He entered with something in his hand, his eyes lowered at a 45-degree angle, and his expression was just one word—empty. After putting down his food, he left.

Regarding Zheng Quchi's matter, the general has confessed that no matter how big or small, he has to do it himself, and he can't do it to others, so he has to do such small things as delivering food.

After thanking Zheng Quchi, he sat down.

The seat she was sitting in was exactly where Yuwen Sheng ate today. She was eating absent-mindedly, and within a few seconds of thinking about Yu Wensheng, she turned to her car again.

To be honest, she is good at wood art and structural design, she only knows one of the methods of pouring steel, but not the other.

She only knows the method, but has not tried it herself. If there are any difficulties or technical problems, she can only ask the old blacksmith for help, and even she doesn't know whether it will succeed in the end.

If she can't make steel in a short time, what should she replace it with later.

Since she was used to Yu Wensheng sleeping next to her, she didn't feel uncomfortable or unaccustomed to the bed he used to lie on. When she got up the next day, Zheng Quchi was full of energy. She told Runtu not to bother preparing breakfast, and she herself Run to the kitchen in the camp to cook.

She is different from Yu Wensheng, she thinks she is not picky eaters, and it is not a problem to eat big pot meals with all the craftsmen and soldiers.

However, when she went to the kitchen and took a bowl to cook food like everyone else, she found that the food in the camp was really "simple", as if refugees had been hit by a disaster.

...Is this the point where you're going to gnaw on the bark?
She patted the man in line in front and asked, "Brother, why is there only a bucket of leaves?"

The elder brother in front, a soldier wearing a helmet and soft leather armor, turned around and said, "You're new here? Let's eat wild vegetables in the morning, and sweet potatoes at noon."

"No... the soldiers in our military village have been training hard, so why do they only eat sweet potatoes? I remember, there used to be a bowl of chestnut rice, three dishes and one meat, right?"

Wei Yao had brought her here to eat once before, and she remembered it very clearly, it wasn't because he was a high official that he gave him the rich beating, but because everyone was like this.

The soldier shook his head, also with a helpless expression: "It's long gone. Now we not only eat sweet potatoes at noon, but also this at night, or a bowl of millet, the kind with the skin on."

"Why is it gone?" Zheng Quchi stared.

The one behind in the line looked like a handyman by his attire. Hearing Zheng Quchi's words, he whispered closer and said, "I heard that the imperial court hasn't released food to Fu County's garrison gate for several months, so our camp is about to run out of food." gone."

Zheng Quchi turned his head: "Did something happen?"

"How do we know this? In short, there is a shortage of food. Usually, the big guys can't go out, so they can only eat these to satisfy their hunger. But when we are resting, we can go out and pay for the toothbrush festival."

"Then what about those who have no money? They can't even afford public food?" She was stunned.

The soldier said: "That's right, it's not just that the public grain is going to run out, let me tell you, every year Fuxian's grain comes from other places for disaster relief, or it will run out of food early. You should also know that Fuxian has been there for several years. We can't grow wheat and chestnuts for food, so we just plant something that is resistant to drought, but it can't satisfy everyone at all. This year, I'm worried that the imperial court will no longer provide food, not to mention us, people in Fu County will suffer together. "

"It's okay if there is no food, and the water is about to dry up. The water from Beishan can't flow to our Fu County. It's really dry and waterlogged to death." The handyman wanted to sigh when he said this.

Zheng Quchi was stunned: "Is the situation this year really so severe?"

"If you don't believe me, let me tell you, I saw the soldiers in the battalion go up the mountain yesterday, and today they ate wild vegetables, so maybe they just went to dig weeds and hunt. If there was a way, they wouldn't do this." One step away." The handyman whispered to her.

"It's your turn soon, go ahead."

Someone urged me from behind.

Zheng Quchi immediately responded, "Okay, I'll be there right away."

"Let's not talk about it, we have to go to work after eating quickly." The handyman said.

Zheng Quchi finally made a bowl of wild vegetable paste, the taste... no oil or water, just put a little salt to boil it into a slurry, pour it in one gulp, it is sticky, full of bitter taste of grass.

She shed two tears in her heart. It turned out that not only was she poor, but Fu County was also poor, and now even the camp was also poor. From now on, she would not even be able to secure a place to work.

No, she has to go to work, she has to work part-time, and she has to make money.

"As long as you sell the car at a high price, you will have money, but you need capital to build a large number of cars. Where does the money come from?"

She suddenly thought of the Jichun Artisan Guild.

"I heard from Master Li that there is a lot of bonuses for a finalist award, so if you win the ranking, won't you be rewarded with more money?"

Thinking of the difficult future, she resisted the feeling of nausea and ate all the wild vegetables in her hand.

As the saying goes, you can be a master if you endure hardships and experience hardships!

After Zheng Quchi finished eating, he joined the craftsman group to build cars with great enthusiasm.

She started by positioning each part and drawing lines on the material, such as the position of the tenon and the position of the groove. These must be very precise to make the subsequent sequence go smoothly.

Some craftsmen were dissatisfied with her approaching at first, thinking that she would only delay the matter, but before they could reprimand them, they saw her delicate craftsmanship like ghost hands.

Heck, she didn't even need to use tools, she could just pinpoint it!

Some people didn't believe in evil, stared at her suspiciously, and compared them with each other, while others directly took a ruler to measure, and couldn't believe it.

Others may have to carefully correct the mortise and mortise many times to ensure that the connection between the mortise and mortise fits well and the assembled wood is perpendicular to each other, but with hers, the joints are seamless.

"How did she do it?" Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Practice makes perfect?"

"Impossible, you and I have known each other for so many years, why can't we do it?"

If she hadn't witnessed it with her own eyes, she wouldn't believe anyone could do it even if she killed them. Her ability in this area is indeed amazing.

After finishing this side, Zheng Quchi ran to Luoyuan again.

The rounded corner processing should be symmetrical, smooth, smooth, without missing corners and knife marks. Generally, veteran craftsmen have to grind it repeatedly to present the final satisfactory state. This step is not easy, but Zheng Quchi has done it well. There is style, even strength and speed.

After seeing that there was no problem here, she moved to other places, but whenever there was a shortage of people, her hands and feet were slow to keep up with the progress, and she needed help, she immediately went to fill the vacancy...

In the end, everyone knew that she, a craftsman at the level of a craftsman, was able to take over all the craftsmen's words, and she did it impeccably, without any flaws to make them accuse them of slowing down.

"Hey, where did this person come from? Did she start learning woodwork from birth?"

(End of this chapter)