Ma'am help, the general is in trouble again

The Golden Stage Supervisor soon had the results, but he did not return to the ring immediately. Instead, he made a look and asked someone to report to the third floor.

After that, he adjusted the collar of his robe and read out the results directly on the platform: "Zheng, the length, shortness, and weight accuracy of the wooden strips are all excellent, Ao Qi, the length, shortness, and weight accuracy of the wooden strips are also excellent, But in comparison, the Zheng family is superior, and it is because of this sect that the Zheng family wins."

Ao Qi couldn't accept this result at all. He widened his eyes and shouted in dissatisfaction: "Why did she win? We are equally superior. In what point did I lose to her?"

His voice was so loud that his forehead muscles bulged. Among the onlookers were his "fans". They were also filled with indignation and expressed support: "Yes, why is this lady the winner? Isn't it fair?"

"That's it, maybe the supervisor saw this woman as having an extraordinary background and deliberately biased her." Someone else speculated maliciously.

Seeing the excitement in the scene, there was so much shouting and commotion that everyone watching the other matches couldn't help but poke their heads in this direction, but the supervisors did not panic. They are all the supervisors at Jintai who can control the situation and maintain their temper. As an "administrator", his daily life is to deal with all kinds of difficult and troublesome things.

"Everyone, please be patient. Since you all want to know why this lady is the winner, then everyone is optimistic."

The supervisor ordered the boy from Golden Platform to go and pull out two pieces of wood. This one belonged to Zheng Zheng and the other was sawed by Ao Qi. The supervisor marked the two pieces of wood and handed them to Ao Qi. Qi Kan: "Ao Qi, what do you think is the difference between these two pieces of wood?"

Ao Qi frowned and took one of Zheng's curved rulers to compare with his own. He looked at the other's first and then his own. The wood was flat and smooth, with no knots or thorns in the middle. It was straight and well-proportioned, and of course the other's too.

"There's not much difference."

The supervisor then ordered the boy: "Bring up all the rest."

So the waiter quickly brought the rest and placed them on the table.

"Continue to compare and see." the supervisor said.

So Ao Qi compared these wooden strips, and now he saw the problem.

After all, there is no ink fountain to mark the ink lines on the wood. There are some slight differences between each one. The control of the size and the flatness of the corners all depend on hands-on experience, but... the victory or defeat depends on this small gap. ?

Yes, his ten pieces of wood are all more or less different, and they cannot be copied and pasted exactly the same. But if you look at the other side's wood, they are straight and consistent. Each piece is almost the same as the one copied. The ten pieces of wood are exactly the same. , unbiased, and the right size.

Ao Qi was stunned.

He just wanted to ask, is this the straightness that can be cut without using an ink fountain to draw lines?
Moreover, the weight and size of the other wooden strips are also accurate to the smallest detail. Everyone knows that unloading large materials to make wooden strips requires a lot of work and time, but you can compare them carefully and take your time. But the time in the arena was limited, and they had to complete the finished product within the specified time. Ao Qi thought he had a big advantage, but in the end he lost completely.

Ao Qi clenched the wooden stick tightly, his face turned blue and white, and said angrily: "I don't accept it!"

Seeing that he was still being stubborn, the supervisor didn't know how to persuade him.

Ao Qi may not know, but they have been dealing with people who come to the golden platform to compete all year round. To put it bluntly, they can tell at a glance whether the opponent is a human or a ghost.

As for this lady, she has a lot of background. From the little skill she showed in her hands, it can be seen that she can deal with Ao Qi like a fast horse and a light chariot, and she can handle it easily.

From the confused state of the people below, to the conversation between the supervisor and Ao Qi, and finally combined with Ao Qi's extremely angry expression, he now understood everything.

...It seems that Ao Qi lost again.

Suddenly, everyone was surprised and said: "Lost? Why, why did Ao Qi lose again?"

"Two days ago, Ao Qi won consecutively and stood for two consecutive days. This is the first time that he lost two goals in a row. I suddenly felt that this lady did not look simple."

"Yeah, everyone praised Ao Qi before. It's hard for me to say. I've actually seen it for a long time. Just based on her familiar and standard posture when sawing wood just now, and her extraordinary strength, I felt that she must have some skills. .""Me too……"

Then the trend gradually changed. From the beginning, they were optimistic that Ao Qi would be able to stand successfully, but now they all began to expect that this little lady would be unexpected.

"Do you want to compete in the third door?" Zheng Quchi asked calmly.

Originally, two gates have been won, and it doesn't matter if the remaining gate is competing. However, there is a strange rule on the golden stage, that is, whether it is the challenger or the challenger, as long as one side wants to compete with all three gates, the other side will be defeated. Convenience cannot be refused.Unless both parties give up.

These terms and conditions were laid out beside the ring, and she had already seen them.

Ao Qi didn't believe in evil. Even if it wasn't about winning or losing, he couldn't back down just to save some face.

Ao Qi gritted his teeth and said, "Compare!"

When it comes to craftsmanship, sometimes winning or losing is the same thing. There are also many people who want to compete with others and learn and grow. This is why the rule of the golden stage is born.

"Are they still competing?"

"Yes, the third door is about assembling. I remember that the last one is Ao Qi's great strength. I think yesterday, there was a carpenter known as Thousand Hands who competed with him for assembly speed, and he lost in the end. What a shame."

"Yes, I watched it too. It was extremely exciting. Although he lost the first two doors, this lady may not have much chance of winning this one."

"But I still hope that this lady can give us a surprising result like the previous two games."

"Hearing what you said, I was really looking forward to it."

When the supervisor saw that both parties agreed to continue with the third door, he ordered someone to bring in a large pile of wooden components. The requirement for this door was to select a set of components from the mess and assemble it into a complete piece of furniture.

furniture?

When I hear this word, there is something suggestive about it.

After all, there are many types of woodenware, and having a specific category as the title can give people a little idea of ​​what it is.

The difficulty in this subject lies in the "blind man feeling the elephant". He does not know which components of furniture are disassembled into pieces. It is simple to dismantle the whole piece into parts, but working backward from zero to whole piece requires enough supporting evidence and judgment.

In addition, there are a lot of similar pieces here, so once you get any part wrong, you have to disassemble it and look for it again.

The supervisor asked someone to light incense in the incense burner, and then announced that only one incense stick would be used to determine the winner.

Zheng Quchi saw Ao Qi's eyes searching the pile of wooden pieces with vigour, with a nervous and urgent look on his face. She said leisurely: "I can give you half the time of a stick of incense."

Ao Qi was startled, then raised his head suddenly and looked at her suspiciously: "...Why?"

Zheng Quchi told the other party frankly: "Because this happens to be what I am best at. If we start at the same time, I will feel a bit bullying."

When Ao Qi heard this, he was so angry that his head was about to smoke.

Fart, aren't you bullying people by saying this now? (End of chapter)