I am a cripple in the Siheyuan. Who am I afraid of?

Chapter 35: Making a simple small hand crossbow

Just listening, Xu Damao said: "Si Zhushang rushed to ask you to introduce a female teacher to him. Why do I feel that this is not appropriate? He, how can he, Si Zhu, be worthy of him?"

"No, that's what I said. But Silly Zhu doesn't listen. He always thinks that he is very, very great."

Both of them sounded drunk.

"Third uncle, he, he is stupid, isn't he sincerely trying to make you look bad?"

"Hmph, I won't make things look bad for myself. Just let him think that good things are out there and wait there."

"Yes, let him wait in vain." Xu Damao burped, "Third uncle, next time I come back from the movie show in the countryside, I will bring you some good mountain products."

"That's a good feeling. I, I'm waiting for you."

"By the way, Third Master, is that lame Song also interested in those two female teachers?"

"Him! Stop joking. He, he is a toad who wants to eat swan meat. Teacher Ran and Teacher Du will take a fancy to him. Hey, they just want him to repair a bicycle." Yan Bugui's tone was full of disdain for Song. Wu's disdain.

Then I heard Xu Damao say again.

"Anyway, I think Cripple Song has some ideas for others."

"Hehe. As long as I'm here, it's impossible." Yan Bugui is also a boaster about not paying taxes.

"That's right. How can a young and beautiful girl fall in love with a cripple? She's still so old."

"Come on, let's not talk about them anymore, let's have some more drinks and then go away..."

Song Wu returned to the east wing, thinking about the conversation he just heard between the two at the wine table.

These two people can be regarded as two different types of villains, right?
Anyway, Song Wu reminded himself that he must be careful about them.

……

"Yeah. It's really unpalatable." Song Wu looked at the two lunch boxes on the table, and it was really hard to swallow.

There is meat in everything here, but these two girls are talented enough to be able to make it so delicious.

Come on, they still want me to evaluate them, so how can I evaluate them?The whole thing is half-assed.One didn't put any salt at all, and the other probably filled the salt shaker completely.

Hey, by the way, wouldn’t it be just right if you put two boxes of vegetables together and mix them?
Song Wu felt that he was indeed good at turning decay into magic. This was a typical 1+1>2.

……

Early in the morning, clerk Xiao Liu came over and told Song Wu that his brother, technician Liu, had said that their factory's initial idea was to price the wheelchair at about 200 yuan.

After Clerk Liu left, Song Wu sat in the shop and watched the flow of people going to work and school in front of the door.Most people were walking, and some were riding bicycles.Everyone seems to be a little thinner than before, but their mental state is still so high-spirited.

For example, Yan Bugui, who just passed by, was riding his newly purchased bicycle, just like an ancient general riding a war horse onto the battlefield.Such a skinny person could actually possess the aura of being seven feet tall.

Song Wu found it quite interesting and couldn't help but grin. Then he withdrew his gaze and turned his attention to his ring space, taking stock of his inventory.

The tickets in his hand, after a period of time of constant shopping and exchanging in small quantities, were basically replaced with items and placed in the space.

Looking at the large number of various things, he now feels quite comfortable with food and clothing, and it is rare to feel that he is living a particularly safe life.

The only regret is that there is still relatively little meat.Now, in BJ City, it is no longer a question of whether to buy tickets or not, but the supply is simply insufficient.And this shortage of supplies is becoming more and more obvious, with long queues forming everywhere.

Now, Song Wu still has four roast ducks in his space. He went to the roast duck restaurant twice more, and even tasted the duck from Bian Yi Fang. He is not going to go to the roast duck restaurant in a short time. He can't be too high-profile. .And this thing is indeed a bit expensive in comparison.

Song Wu thought it was quite cheap at first, but now as he becomes more and more accustomed to the living conditions of this era, naturally, there have been some changes in his consumption concept.

The price of a roast duck is 8 to 12 yuan. If you compare it with income or the price of other things, it cannot be said to be cheap.

In this era, high consumption still needs to be moderated.

He now felt that going to the roast duck restaurant several times was a bit too high-profile.

Roast duck, just to spice things up.No matter what, it is impossible to use roast duck as a source of meat supplement.

Song Wu's biggest headache was how to find a more stable source of meat.

And as the supply of fresh meat in the city became increasingly tight, his sense of urgency became stronger and stronger.

What kind of pork, chicken, and duck are he looking for? With his current situation, he really can't think of any channels.Running around in a wheelchair every day puts a lot of restrictions on him.

This means that every gain must come with a loss. His status as a lame person limited the scope and form of many of his activities.

He also wanted to go to the suburbs, to the villages near the mountains, to see if he could collect some wild game or something.But it was really inconvenient for him.

If a cripple runs so far, isn't he looking for trouble?
Song Wu couldn't help but think of the fish swimming in the ditch near the steel rolling mill.

Unfortunately, the newly built river channels and embankments made both sides of the river ditch high and steep. He had no place to stay even if he wanted to fish.

By the way, there are quite a lot of construction projects in BJ City this year. There is a lot of excitement in digging canals, and even Chang'an Street is also being expanded.

"That's right." Song Wu was thinking wildly when an idea suddenly came to his mind, "I can make a simple small hand crossbow and use it to shoot fish while standing on the river embankment."

If he was just an ordinary person, it would not be easy for him to stand on the river bank and see the fish swimming in the water clearly. If he wanted to shoot fish with a hand crossbow, it would be almost wishful thinking.But isn't Song Wu unusual now?
Not only is his eyesight much better than before, but he can also use perception. "You can try this idea!" The more Song Wu thought about it, the more feasible it became.

Making a hand crossbow is no problem at all for his current technical level.As for whether he could shoot fish, he could only wait for the hand crossbow to be ready and take it out to practice and test it.I guess it shouldn't be a big problem.

It doesn’t take much effort to make a hand crossbow anyway, so give it a try.Song Wu made up his mind.

He didn't even bother to assemble the wheelchair for Old Uncle Liu. He started busy rubbing the small hand crossbow according to the ideas in his mind all morning.

Making a hand crossbow just requires a little effort in choosing strings.Finally, Xian asked him to use a bicycle brake cable to solve the problem.

One thread was not strong enough, so he went to great lengths to twist three old threads together.

For crossbow arrows, slightly thicker bars are chosen as arrow shafts.As for the arrowheads, he used scrap parts and specially ground barbs.Just use the thread at one end of the car bar, insert it into the arrow and tighten it, and it's assembled.

Fortunately, nothing came to his door this morning, allowing him to concentrate on his own work without being interrupted.

After the hand crossbow was all finished and adjusted a little, Song Wu excitedly took it to the small courtyard behind and erected a wooden board at the base of the wall. He stood about 10 meters away, aimed at the wooden board and pulled the trigger.

"Whoosh", "doo".

Hit!
Song Wu walked over and pulled the crossbow arrows off the board with some force.Fortunately, it didn't penetrate too deep and the barb wasn't buried in the wood, otherwise it would be really difficult to pull it out.

Then, he tried it a few more times, and he basically had an idea of ​​the hand crossbow he had made.

"It's done!"

If there is no need for perception, the accuracy is not worth mentioning. It is estimated that from a distance of 10 meters, if you want to hit the fish, you can only rely on luck and probability.But once the perception ability is added, it's basically just a matter of holding the handle in your hand and hitting wherever you point.

Song Wu returned to the shop, made some minor adjustments based on the trial situation just now, and then put the crossbow into the space first.

"When you go to Hegouzi to shoot fish, you have to go early because there are less people. By the way, you also need to hang a thin string behind the crossbow arrow so that it can be easily recovered..." Song Wu kept calculating various details in his mind.

I was in a good mood today and didn't plan to have dinner at home at noon. Song Wu closed the shop door and rolled his wheelchair, preparing to find a place to have a drink.

Zhengyangmen was too far away. He wanted to have a bowl of some noodles, but he was too lazy to run, so he wanted to wander around to see if he could find a similar tavern.

In the memory of the predecessor, there were a lot of large wine vats and taverns in the alleys of BJ in the past few years. With the public-private partnership and the objective conditions in the past two years, the number seems to have been greatly reduced.

After walking around for a while, I finally found one. Seeing a lot of people coming in and out, it seemed pretty good, so Song Wu stopped the car.

This tavern is not as elegant as the one in Zhengyangmen. It is also smaller, with only four or five tables.With the mentality of giving it a try, Song Wu ordered 1 taels of 7 cents worth of liquor, a few side dishes, and finally a bowl of noodles.

The wine was spicy, from the throat to the stomach, it was really burning, but Song Wu didn't like it very much.

The side dishes and noodles didn't quite taste right either, so I can only say they were okay.

And the bad thing about this tavern is that it also sells non-staple food.Therefore, the few waiters inside also acted as salespersons and had to serve drinks, which seemed a little absent-minded.

Song Wu couldn't help but think of the Zhengyangmen Bistro, and he was a little greedy for the side dishes and the bowl of plain noodles.

Oh, by the way, there’s also Manager Yu.

He felt that the atmosphere of that place was enough.

In the afternoon, Song Wu, while working, fixed Uncle Liu's hand tricycle for him.

Find a child running and playing at the door and ask him to deliver a message to Uncle Liu.

Uncle Liu was impatient for a long time. He had no objection to the price of 130 yuan mentioned by Song Wu and settled the money and goods on the spot.Taking the ticket issued by Song Wu, he rocked the wheelchair and left happily.

Song Wu worked a lot today and was a little tired, so he sat on the recliner and drank water.

He was thinking that the other uncles and aunties would probably come over to hurry up next, so he had to continue to collect the accessories and continue to assemble it.

(End of this chapter)