Chapter 789: Magic ink fountain

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Many things in the world are like this, just separated by a layer of window paper, just pierce it, and you can immediately get a brand new result, and it is not impossible to discover a brand new world.
It's not easy to just want to pierce this film.
Like the lameness now.
Putting things on wheels and turning them into vehicles to transport things is the most normal thing for people in later generations, but it is very difficult for people in the tribe to think of.
If it weren’t for Han Cheng to raise points, even on the basis of today, people in the tribe could think of adding rollers to the sledge to make a vehicle, putting on a deer or donkey to pull the cart. It's not easy.
You only need to look at the reaction of Lame at this moment.
In fact, this is where the greatest advantage of people who travel back home lies. Because they have the knowledge that they have not known how many years ahead, when dealing with the things they encounter, they often feel that it is very common, or even a matter of course, that falls in this era. In the eyes of people, there will be an uproar.
Looking at the lameness who gave a deep salute to himself and respectfully praised the ‘son of the god’ and the witches who joined afterwards, Han Cheng thought with emotion.
It is not accidental that Lame was able to become the first carpenter of the Qingque tribe. You only need to see and learn about the donkey carts, and he will be so excited that he can't wait to do it right away.
The most critical part of the production of the two-wheeled donkey cart is not the sledge-like body on the top, but the wheel on the bottom.
This is really a very technical test, especially the bearing that connects the two wheels.
The weight of the car itself, as well as the weight of the things on the car, will first be pressed on the bearing when the time comes, and then shared on the two rollers. The weight it bears can be imagined.
Before there was no bronze in the tribe, hardwoods were used to manufacture the axles of some wheelbarrows. Hardwoods could be difficult to make the bearings of donkey carts, which are destined to carry many things.
Therefore, the manufacture of donkey carts is not just the work of the carpenter, but also the craftsman Heiwa who makes molds, and the second brother who focuses on copper and iron in addition to slings.
Han Cheng said that he needed to call the second senior brother and Heiwa to come and study together. Before he had time to go out, the extremely excited carpenter limped and ran quickly to find the two of them.
At this speed, Han Cheng, a man with good legs and feet, had some emotions beyond reach.
After a short while, the two brothers and Heiwa limped with excitement and came over with the same excitement.
"The Son of God!"
"The Son of God!"
On the way, the two people had already roughly understood what Han Cheng was calling them to come by through lameness. So after they came to Han Cheng to say hello, they began to look at Han Cheng with piercing eyes, waiting for Han Cheng to start. Send tasks.
Han Cheng was very satisfied with the attitude of several people. He immediately took a piece of paper, a charcoal pencil, and things like a ruler and compasses, and began to draw on the paper two wheeled wheels connected by bearings.
After finishing the painting, I said some of my own opinions on this.
For things like cart wheels, Han Cheng’s most memory comes from when he was a child, with a few friends in the village, he moved his house in the room and unloaded from the cart, and one wheel landed on the ground, and the other volleyed bullock cart wheel. thing.
Hold it with your hand, and then push it hard, and the bullock cart wheel on it will rotate.
At an age lacking toys, Han Cheng won't be bored with such fun things for a long time.
It's just that the bullock cart wheel tires at home are made of rubber, and where the bearing and the cart wheel are connected, in addition to the steel sleeve, there are small steel between the inner sleeve and the outer sleeve.
These things mixed with engine oil will reduce the friction between the wheel and the axle, making the ox cart run more lightly and smoothly.
Knowing this, there is still a huge gap between knowing this and making it out, but at least we can know where we need to work.
Han Cheng pointed to the sketch that he drew and told a few people about this. Among them, Lame and Heiwa understood the fastest, while the second brother, a coppersmith who was a half-way monk, had to slow down a lot. Compared with the two children, it is much more difficult to teach.
It's just that you have to be in a good mood during this process, otherwise, such a big, seemingly extremely mighty and majestic person will show a crying expression, which makes people really unbearable.
Fortunately, for the bearing rings, the most important thing is that the person who makes the mold, Heiwa, only needs to make the mold, and the second brother will pour it out step by step.
The discussion about the donkey cart continued until the sky was about to dim before it was completely over.
And when it was over, several more people appeared in the conference room, all of whom came over by themselves after hearing some news, the leading figures of the Qingque tribe.
For example, people like Big Brother, Shang and Mao.
All the people who came out of the conference room were all excited and wished to ride in the kind of two-wheeled car pulled by a donkey.
The key technicians of the second brother, the lame, and the black baby are even more gearing up to roll up their sleeves.
If it weren’t for Han Cheng’s order to sleep well and cultivate enough energy to try again tomorrow, these guys would definitely be able to make a night battle...
"Brother Cheng, what is a donkey cart?"
When sleeping at night, Bai Xuemei, who was lying on the kang, asked Han Cheng aloud, full of curiosity.
"It's a cart that puts the sledge close to the left and right sides of the middle position, installs a large cart wheel on each, and then puts the donkey on and lets the donkey pull the cart."
Han Cheng explained aloud.
After thinking about it, he said again: "When the time tribe has built a donkey cart and the road to the Tongshan residential area is also built, we will put on the donkey cart and put cans, dried meat, For things like millet and pots and pans, I drove the car, you and Xiao Wandou were sitting in the car, and then you took Fu Jiang and Tuantuan to play together in Tongshan residential area.
Show you the blue yingying pool on Copper Mountain..."
In the later life, when you pick up your sister, if you say that I take the bullock cart and take you and your children to see the outside world, you will stop cooking in all likelihood and give you a blank stare at that time. Turn around and leave.
Still want to bring children? This is simply what happens in dreams.
But now it is completely different.
After Han Cheng sacrificed such a donkey cart that didn't even have a car key that could drop the waistband, and said that when time was time to take her and the child out to play, Bai Xuemei tightly happily Hugging Han Cheng's arm, there are stars in his eyes.
In this way, Han Cheng once again sighed that if the majority of single dog comrades in later generations learned that the daughter-in-law at this time was so easy to find and the requirements were so low, I wonder if he would set off to go to the Gobi Desert and then use his hands. To touch the craze for that schist...
According to Han Cheng's guess, if you travel far enough, you might be able to find the kind of fair-skinned, beautiful, long-legged pair of long legs that can burst a watermelon, as well as the long blond as a wife.
Of course, the premise is to be able to survive in this era, not to become food for beasts, and to take them to wash and bath...
On the second day, the people in the tribe got up very early, and many of them wore dark circles under their eyes. Among them, the three main people who built the donkey cart, the lame, the black baby, and the second brother, and were sat The excitement and sleeplessness of Xuemei Bai Xuemei who went out in a donkey cart for a picnic was most obvious.
So that when Tuantuan and its mother, these two fat guys, came over, they looked at them for a long time and then silently hugged the bamboo in their arms and turned away without a sound...
"Chhh~chh~"
Outside the carpenter’s room, two apprentices who were brought out with a lame hand stopped weaving rattan armour. They were pulling a saw hard there, sawing down along a straight line drawn with a charcoal pen and a ruler, and then finely shredded the saw foam. One after another, a piece of wood standing there was gradually dissolved into a plank.
Limp squatted to one side, carrying a bronze axe in his hand to chop a piece of wood there.
The sledge is similar to the part on the donkey cart, but there are still some differences after all.
And it’s a pity to destroy a good sledge and change it into a donkey cart. With the addition of copper-cast axles, it can’t be manufactured in a short time and there is plenty of time. Therefore, the lame preparation is based on the manufacture of sledges. According to some suggestions Han Cheng said yesterday, a donkey cart was rebuilt.
After typing out this new donkey cart, go get the wooden wheels...
In the pottery room, Heiwa squatted there and used the reconciled mud to make a mold. The new mold was not made smoothly. After making it, he would look at two pieces of paper not far away.
On it, Han Cheng drew the shape of two wheels connected by a bearing, and the appearance of a single bearing.
After watching for a while, he turned back and continued to make the mold.
In this process, he destroyed many semi-finished molds made of mud.
Squatting on the side to help with the mud was the hand-warming Baoyuan of the witch. For pottery, when he was in the semi-agricultural tribe, he often made pottery circles with a deep obsession.
Therefore, after coming to the Qingque tribe, seeing Heiwa starting to make pottery with mud, she would come over and watch with piercing eyes.
After seeing a lot, I will slowly make clay and try to make pottery.
With Heiwa, a master pottery maker, Yuan has benefited a lot from it. Compared with the previous ones, the level of pottery has been greatly improved...
"Oh~"
An apprentice carpenter who was holding a long ruler made of wooden boards in one hand and drawing a straight line on the wood with a charcoal pen in the other couldn't help but sighed.
Because just inadvertently, he drew the lines crooked again. This is the third time he has drawn crooked lines.
The line is crooked. If you don’t correct it, after the wood is driven out along this line, the whole piece of wood will be directly turned into waste. Therefore, the pupil can only find a rag and stick water there to continue. rub.
After finally wiping it clean, I painted it wrong again when I painted it, which almost made the little student jump on the spot angrily and anxiously.
Because the last piece of wood that is being sawed is only a small half left, it will not be long before it will be sawed. If he can’t take the line on the wood before the half of the wood is completely unraveled Give it a good picture, then it will be delayed.
And there is also the possibility of being lame by the master.
The pupils were anxious and wanted to draw these lines quickly. The more anxious they became, the more mistakes they made.
Seeing that the remaining wood was about to be unwrapped, and he hadn't drawn the line on the pillar, the elementary school rushed down and shed tears.
"Why haven't I painted it yet?"
He was crippled with an axe over a pole, and could not hear the sound of a big saw. When I looked up here, I saw that the two people who saw the big saw had stopped and stood at the one who was responsible for marking the line. The pupils watched, and the pupils wiped tears anxiously, and immediately understood what was going on.
He frowned and asked, with some sternness in his voice.
This junior apprentice only recently followed him to learn woodworking. It is normal to be unskilled in marking. When those apprentices followed him to learn woodworking, they were not good at marking at first.
Such things are lame and understandable.
The reason why I looked a little angry at this time was because I saw the little student wipe his tears.
Everyone will encounter difficulties. If you encounter difficulties, find a way to overcome them. Wipe your tears there. Lameness is the most unbearable.
This little student was very anxious at first, but now that he was limped, he suddenly became more anxious.
Although he wanted to stop his tears, he couldn't hold back no matter how much.
In this scene, the lame brows were curled deeper, and the two people who originally wanted to help him draw the line stopped their movements.
In the Qingque tribe, crying when faced with misery, but it is really not very popular.
"what happened?"
Han Cheng, who came out of the pottery workshop and walked towards here, asked after seeing the situation here.
"God, he draws lines..."
Primitive people are mostly straightforward, so they limped in front of the pupils and told them directly.
The little apprentice who had been tearing down straight down, the tears were falling down hard, and the whole person was pumping, the kind that couldn't hold back.
After learning about the situation, Han Cheng smiled lamely, and after inquiring about the construction of the donkey cart body, he turned and walked towards the pupil.
Just as ordinary children worry about seeing an adult after making a mistake, this apprentice is the same.
It was enough for him to be blamed for poorly drawn lines by being lame by the master, but his most respected son came over and encountered this incident at this time.
What makes him most uncomfortable is that the son of God is still coming towards him at this time...
"Are you not good at painting?"
Han Cheng squatted down next to the pupil and said.
This apprentice was born in the spring of the second year of Han Cheng's arrival. His name was cat ears. He got such a strange name because his ears were not well-rounded, some resembling an irregular triangle.
Calculated according to the Qingque's chronology, the cat ears born in the spring of Qingque's second year have passed their eight-year-old birthday, and they are nine years old.
At the age of nine, he was still in elementary school in later generations, and now the cat's ears, in addition to learning some knowledge in the Qingque Primary School, also need to do woodwork.
This is the change that occurred after his arrival. When Han Cheng first came here, children as big as cat ears in the tribe were treated as adults except for hunting and other dangerous activities. Come to use.
‘There is a mountain to support the mountain, but there is no mountain to bear it alone’. What the poor’s children are talking about is the living conditions of most minors in this era.
Cat's ears were suffocating, desperately trying to hold back the tears, but things were so strange, the son of God was okay if he didn't ask, and he couldn't hold back the tears even more when he asked.
But the son of God had to answer questions, so the consequence of doing this was that when the cat's ears choked and opened his mouth to talk, he vented too hard, and then the nostril on the left, A snot bubble was blown up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The oversized one almost covers half of the face with cat ears...
The tears of the cat's ears were all stunned by his own magical operation, standing there forgot to cry, and forgot to reply.
Seeing all this, Han Cheng knew that it wasn't appropriate to laugh out loud at this time. He endured hard for a while, but after all he didn't hold it back, squatting there, clutching his stomach and laughing.
Shinobi Han Cheng is professional, and generally doesn't laugh wildly like this.
Unless you can't help it.
Blowing out a huge nasal bubble, the whole person was a little dumbfounded with cat ears, watching the squatting in front of him, the very respectable child leaning forward and back laughing there, and he couldn't stop the sound. After a while, he finally couldn't help it. , Burst into tears.
Two people are one big and one small, one is squatting there holding his belly and laughing, the other is standing there crying, making it very lively for a while.
Later generations who didn't know the inside story saw that they decided that it was the strange uncle Han Cheng who robbed the kid's bubble gum.
Uh, bubble gum...
Seeing Mao's ears crying more sadly, Han Cheng used great perseverance to hold back his smile.
"Stop crying, wash your hands and face well, after washing you do not cry, I will teach you a way to draw the lines quickly."
Han Cheng forced to put on a serious face, and said to Cat's ears in a rather dignified manner.
Sure enough, it is more useful to treat such a little guy with a serious face. Looking at the back of the cat's ears that stretched out his hands on his face as he walked, Han Cheng, who was still full of seriousness just now, laughed silently again.
When he was smiling, seeing the cat's ears turned his head back, the divine reaction Han Cheng turned into a serious face again.
"God, is there really a way to draw the line quickly?"
After Mao'er went to wash his face, he limped over and asked, hearing what Han Cheng said to Ma'er.
As a master carpenter in the tribe, he didn't want to miss any improvements in carpentry and weaving.
"Well, it is true, but I just remembered it just now."
Han Cheng nodded and said aloud.
Hearing Han Cheng's affirmation of this matter, Lame immediately turned into a smile, full of expectation.
Han Cheng turned around and went back to the room to find a thin piece of hemp rope, another ink block made by witches, and then added some water to a rough pottery inkstone that was fired and began to grind slowly.
As he grinds, the water in the inkstone gradually turns black and becomes ink.
I stood aside and watched while thinking in my heart, trying to figure out how the gods could use these things to draw better lines.
You need to use charcoal pen or ink and brush to draw the line. These lameness are naturally known, but Han Cheng did not take the brush at this time but took out a piece of twine, but he was deeply puzzled.
Isn't hemp thread used to weave cloth or rub hemp rope? Why did the son of God give it out now?
"You hold this head."
After grinding the ink, Han Cheng put the twine into the pottery inkstone, leaving only the two ends outside.
After seeing the twine soaked in ink, he pointed at the other end and said to the cat ears who had already walked over.
At this time, the cat's ear was attracted by Han Cheng's strange thing, except for occasional involuntary sobbing, she no longer shed tears.
At this time, after hearing what Han Cheng said, he followed Han Cheng's appearance and pinched the other end of the twine with his hands.
Then, under Han Cheng's gesture, the two of them pulled the twine filled with ink, and walked one after the other to the wood that the cat's ears had lined not long ago.
"Pull the twine up a little with your hands, and then loosen it."
At the sign of Han Cheng, the two align the twine thread dipped in ink on the previously carved marks on both ends of the wooden pillars.
Han Cheng looked at it, and after confirming that there was no right or wrong on either end, he spoke to Cat Ear.
While talking, he used the free hand to pull up the twine and then let go.
Cat Ear received Han Cheng's instructions, and he stretched out his fingers and looked cautiously pinching the ink-dipped twine in front of him. After pulling up a little, he released his fingers again.
The pulled twine bounced back and fell on the wood, and a clear black line was printed on the wood, very straight, without any curvature.
Cat's ears looked at his fingers stained with some ink, and looked at the twine and the clear ink line under the twine slightly trembling, his eyes widened, and there was incredible surprise in his surprise.
I couldn't believe that the line that made him cry before was so easily pulled out, and it was still such a straight, thick and even ink line.
"The Son of God..."
Mao's ears looked up and looked at Han Cheng with surprise and joy, and yelled in a daze, and then he didn't know what to say.
Han Cheng looked at cat ears and smiled on his face, "Come on, let's draw another line."
"Ok!"
The cat's ear nodded vigorously, and then moved the twine to the next place where the mark was engraved with Han Cheng.
This time I didn’t need Han Cheng to speak. Cat’s ears squeezed the twine with his fingers, pulled it up and loosened it. As the fine ink burst and flew, a black and straight line appeared again. On wooden pillars.
Looking at the black and straight line on the wooden pillar and the twine pulled by him and Han Cheng, the cat's eyes became bright.
Not only the cat's ears had brightened eyes, but the carpenter who was standing aside watching was lame, and the eyes of the other junior carpenters were also bright.
Among them, the first carpenter's eyes became the brightest.
Compared with a straightedge made of wooden boards, it seems to be a very easy task to draw a line on a tree trunk or a wooden board. In fact, it is not as easy as expected, especially on a round wooden pole. line.
Except for a few woods, most woods are not very smooth and smooth.
One big end and one small end are the most common things. It is not uncommon for wooden pillars to bend and have lumps on them.
The straightedge made of wood board is hard. When it encounters such unevenness, it will be raised up and difficult to fix. In addition, sometimes the charcoal pen is too short and the gap between the straightedge and the wooden post is too short. Big, even the ruler is unreliable.
Under such circumstances, even an old carpenter like the lame can sometimes make some mistakes, let alone the rest.
But the soft hemp rope is completely free from this concern. Those uneven places can also be marked with ink lines.
Two points determine a straight line. As long as the marks drawn on both ends are correct, after fixing the two ends of the hemp rope, pull up and loosen a straight line to appear.
Such a problem is actually solved by the gods with such a simple method. Using ink lines to draw the lines is not only straight, but also very simple and easy to operate, and the speed is also very fast.
A line is ready with a flick of your finger, which is much faster than a straightedge and a charcoal pen.
"God, I...I try..."
Seeing that three straight lines had been ejected from the wooden pillar, the first carpenter limping couldn't help it. He rubbed his hands and said to Han Cheng excitedly.
I was so excited that I even stuttered.
Han Cheng smiled and handed the end of the twine in his hand to Lame, and asked Lame and Mao's, the carpenter apprentice, and the master of Lame to play the ink thread together.
"It's amazing! It's amazing!"
After learning the appearance of Han Cheng and the cat ears of the elementary school apprentice, after a few ink lines popped up, the first carpenter limp, looking at the ink-dyed twine and the straight lines, he couldn't help but admire.
Such simple materials and methods have such good results. This is really amazing. The Son of God is indeed the Son of God!
While lame was admiring so repeatedly, several other people who were studying woodworking couldn't bear it either. They all tried this convenient and quick method of marking, and each looked surprised and admired, as if they had eaten dazzle. , Can't stop at all.
And the cat’s ears, who had been embarrassed by the small line and shed tears, no longer shed tears at this time. He who is pulling the other end of the twine, seems to have become a teacher-like existence. This kind of beautiful feeling, forget it.
After a while, Cat Ear looked at the ink line in his hand, and then at the smiling standing aside, his heart was warm, and there were other things reverberating in it.
It was the son of God who pointed out a way for himself when he was the most difficult, freed himself from the previous difficulties, and tasted the taste that he had never tasted before.
This feeling of being no longer blamed and exaggerated is so good!
This is not a clever, or can be called a little stupid little apprentice, holding the ink thread in his hand, and at the same time he was excited, he secretly made up his mind to learn his hand skills.
In life, the words and deeds of parents, elders, teachers, and others have a great influence on children.
Especially for the kind of children who have never been successful and have been living with a sense of accomplishment, it is a very necessary thing to achieve success in certain aspects under the guidance of family members or teachers.
Because this sense of accomplishment, which has never been tasted before, is very likely to have a great impact on them, becoming a beacon of their future growth, a source of strength.
Han Cheng saw Cat’s ears secretly clenched fists and those bright eyes, the smile on his face became even brighter, and he nodded vigorously at him with a smile, and shook his right hand and punched his chest. He thumped, to express encouragement and recognition of cat ears.
After seeing this scene, the cat ears hesitated for a while, and nodded vigorously at Han Cheng, squeezed the right fist that had not fully grown, and thumped his thin chest.
Seeing a firm look on his face, where he beat the cat ears on his chest, there was a brief loss of consciousness.
Because through the cat's ears, he suddenly remembered that the son of God had just come and took him to break the ice and fetch fish.
It was also from that time that the lame self began to slowly get rid of the tribal cumbersome identity.
The tearful self holding the biggest fish that the leader gave him is so similar to the cat ears that are still minors in front of you!
The Son of God is like this, he is like a light, always able to make them, these useless people, live a life.
"The Son of God!"
Thinking back to the past, the red-eyed lame suddenly bowed and bowed respectfully to Han Cheng. His voice was not high, but it was extremely respectful.
"The Son of God!"
I don't know if it was too painful to beat my chest hard, and all the cat ears that caused some red eye circles also learned to be lame, bowing to Han Cheng respectfully.
The voice that seemed a little immature was also full of reverence.
The other carpenters felt something, and all learned to be lame and cat-eared to Han Cheng respectfully.
Han Cheng looked at these people who were bending over to salute him, and couldn't help but sniffed. This is just a matter of his own. As for being so sensational?
In this situation, Han Cheng just wanted to say a word--with a small effort, in fact, we can do a lot...
"This is just the simplest thing. For ease of use, you can also use wood to carve out two square buckets, one large and one small, and fix them together on a long flat wooden board.
The board does not need to be too big, it is about 14 to 5 cm long and 5 cm wide.
Two wooden buckets, the big one at the back, the small one at the front.
Then in the middle of the big bucket, drill a hole horizontally, flush with the opposite side, and then make a copper handle made of a small copper stick that is bent at one end like a rocking handle, from the two opposite holes Pass through and fix it.
Then wrap a roll of twine around the part of the copper stick in the wooden bucket, and then pass the outer end of the twine through the hole in the front of the big wooden bucket.
The small wooden bucket in the front also needs to be drilled, but these two corresponding holes are opened upright and are in line with the hole through the rope of the big wooden bucket.
The head of twine pulled out from the big wooden bucket passes through the two corresponding holes through the small wooden bucket.
After pulling it out, tie a small copper hook on this end of the twine, then put some rags in the small wooden bucket, and pour ink inside.
When using it, pull the small copper hook to pull the twine. The twine will be loosened in a circle. When passing through the small ink fountain with ink in the front, the twine will be soaked with ink...
When not in use, just shake the copper handle on the large ink fountain to fully retract the pulled out thread..."
After making a few people straighten up, Han Cheng began to explain to them the ink fountain that he suddenly remembered, a tool that carpenters can't do without.
The structure of the ink fountain is not complicated. At this time, just listening to Han Cheng's dictation, the lameness has basically sketched the appearance of the ink fountain that he has never seen before.
Look at the piece of thread that has been dried and dyed with ink, and then carefully imagine what Han Cheng just mentioned is called the ink pipe. The first carpenter of the Qingque tribe has become more and more excited. Later, he couldn't help it. He once again saluted Han Cheng, praising the son of God, this is the three times in the past few days that he has done so limply.
After the ceremony, I couldn't wait to make ink fountains.
The other carpenters were also very excited, all wanting to follow the past to see how the master lame made this kind of magical ink fountain.
Cat ears are no exception.
However, after walking a few steps into the carpenter's room with a few people, he stopped after thinking about it, stood there for a while, and picked up a bronze axe from the side, found a piece of scrap, and put it on it. On the wooden board, he began to chop up with an axe.
After a few times, he will stop. After looking at the wood and remembering the shortcomings, he will continue to swing the axe to chop, his expression is very serious.
There is a common saying in Han Cheng’s hometown,
Three-year axe and two-year adze, and a big saw only takes one morning.
It talks about the tools used by carpenters and how easy it is to master.
Among them, the axe, the most common tool, is the most difficult to master.
This is why when most carpenters start to learn to work, they start with sawing planks.
Han Cheng, who walked into the carpenter's room with the lame and them, saw through the window the cat ears squatting in the yard with a serious axe chopping waste, and the smile on his face became more intense.
When a person has energy, does not want to continue to salt fish, and wants to make something in certain aspects, the whole person will become different.
The structure of the ink fountain is not complicated, and the materials it needs are not difficult to find. In addition to its small size, and Han Cheng, the man who pulled the rope and bounced the line on the wood when he was young, was doing some guidance and correction. Hours are useless, a brand new thing that shouldn't have appeared in this era, just appeared.
Fortunately, this is the sky of history. If it is the world of gods, Buddhas and demons, such as Han Cheng, who is an old man who is not part of this era, it is very likely that he will be attacked by the sons of the plane...
However, when Han Cheng remembered that in the last years of the Western Han Dynasty, Liu Xiu, a very good Great Magus, used the meteorite summoning technique to smash Wang Mang, who was extremely like a traverser, and his whole body was a little uneasy.
Who said that the historical world does not have the existence of the son of the plane, who has the synergy of heaven and earth, and the gathering of thousands of fortunes?
This sudden rise of thought made Han Cheng shrink his neck and couldn't help but keep looking up, for fear that at a certain moment, when the son of the plane of this era was called, a meteorite fell from the sky and smashed himself into a cool. .
After watching it several times in a row, I saw that the sky was cloudless and clear, and then it calmed down slowly.
At this time, Lime had already started to pour the ground ink into the small ink fountain in front.
The rags stuffed in the small ink fountain filled the ink, and the ink poured in limp was all sucked up.
In this way, the evaporation of ink can be slowed down, and even if the ink fountain is accidentally knocked over, no ink will flow out ~EbookFREE.me~, which will contaminate things.
At the sign of Han Cheng, with a lame expression, he hooked the small copper hook on the side of the ink fountain with a twine on the edge of a piece of wood, and then moved back with the ink fountain in his hand.
With the increase of the pulling force and the rotation of the copper handle, the twine wrapped around the copper handle was scattered in circles. After passing through the wooden bucket filled with ink in the front, the twine was also inked. Dyed black.
I limped to the side of the wooden pillar placed flat, pressed the copper handle with the thumb of the left hand holding the ink fountain, no longer letting it loose, and then bent down to align the line on this end with the imprint that was previously engraved. He stretched out the other hand, squeezed the rope, pulled it, and released it. With a slight sound, the rope bounced on the wooden pole, and a clear straight line appeared.
If the copper hook at the top of the ink fountain rope is done well, it can be like a limp at this time, and one person can complete the work of stringing.
Although just now, a few people have seen the use of twine to flick the thread, but at this time, when they saw the newly made ink fountain with lameness, one person completed the work of flicking the thread, and the result was a junior carpenter. , One by one still showed a surprised and eager look.
Seeing the limp holding the ink fountain and the joy of the other carpenters, Han Cheng couldn't help touching his head. It would be nice if he had come up with something like the ink fountain earlier.
In this way, lame them can improve work efficiency earlier.
Thinking about this, Han Cheng couldn't help but smiled and shook his head.
In the later life, he saw a lot of things, many of which have been sealed in memory. If you don't encounter a certain opportunity, it is impossible to think of it forcibly...
(Recently, the subscription is a bit miserable, Mo Shoubai crying and begging for subscription...)