Ma'am help, the general is in trouble again

Chapter 12 Looking down on who
After successive failures, Lei Gong no longer counted on Shan Bian. He summoned all the carpenters, intending to pool their wisdom and work together to form a good plan.

The project is serious, and the situation is even more serious.

However, Fu County is located at the border of Ye State, and the people who were rushed here were all rural carpenters. There were only two "workers" at the highest level, and who could be more outstanding than the other.

Everyone looked dumbfounded, the blueprint in Lei Gong's hand was almost torn, and no one could give a useful opinion.

"Bring me the blueprint."

At this time, a muffled but still clear voice came from outside the shed.

They turned their heads with a swipe.

Then he saw Zheng Quchi, and his general outline was swept away.

She was still black and short, and the gray and white cloth was worn on her body, and there was always such a length, so the sleeves and trouser legs were rolled up a few times, exposing her thin wrists and ankles.

Her hairstyle is also different from that of a craftsman. She combed the messy natural curls into a ball and tied them on the top of her head.

Perhaps it was a little more impression bonus, at first glance, she seemed not as sloppy as when she first came to the camp.

Qing Gong didn't react for a while: "What?"

Zheng Quchi sighed: "If it keeps collapsing, if it is not a problem with the foundation, then there is a problem with the design. I have to take a closer look at the pattern map."

In modern times, it is called design drawings, but in Ye Kingdom, it is called style Leitu.

foundation?design?
Most of the carpenters didn't understand this word, but they just saw that she spoke eloquently and eloquently, and what she said seemed to make sense.

Lei Gong stared at her sternly: "Can you understand Lei Tu in this style?"

Zheng Quchi made an excuse casually: "My Sang family is considered a hereditary household registration of craftsmen, and my ancestors have been carpenters for three generations. Naturally, I can understand."

Hearing what she said, Lei Gong and Qing Gong looked at each other, and gave her the blueprint in doubt.

Everyone present had circulated this blueprint, so it didn't mean anything to show her.

Zheng Quchi also guessed that they must not trust her, and now they are just desperate, holding the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

She took it and looked at it at a glance, only to feel that it was gaudy and fiddled with skills.

A watchtower is so gorgeously designed, but there are many places that are not practical. From the structural point of view, it is heavy on the top and light on the bottom. She squatted on the ground, picked up a stone and started to calculate.

"Pre-embedded volume and depth...Completed materials, total area of ​​horizontal projection..."

She was muttering something, and it sounded like she was quite powerful.

When Zheng Quchi was concentrating on calculating the formula, he didn't know that more and more people were attracted and gathered around him.

They waited in curiosity, amazement and silence. Perhaps it was the strong academic atmosphere that made them feel awed, and they all stood up unconsciously.

After some calculations, Zheng Quchi frowned.

No, this number is wrong.

She calculated it again, and finally understood what the problem was.

"There is a problem with this blueprint. If it is repaired according to the size and materials planned above, it will definitely collapse."

She made a firm judgment, and as soon as she raised her head, she felt a large shadow falling down and covering her, and she was stunned to meet the ignorant and knowledge-seeking eyes of a group of burly men.

But as soon as the words came out, some craftsmen in the county immediately dissatisfied, and he retorted angrily: "Impossible! This watchtower map was made by a craftsman in Taiyuan, and it was specially drawn for the camp of General Yuwen. You Is it wrong to say wrong?"

That's right, what level is the craftsman in Taiyuan?In the entire Ye Kingdom, the most senior craftsmen are said to have only reached the "teacher" level, which is a threshold that they probably will not be able to touch in their entire lives. How could such a powerful master design a style Leitu that could go wrong?
If there is a mistake, it is because this little blackie pretends to understand.

Suddenly, they felt an indescribable disappointment in their hearts.

The operation was as fierce as a tiger, and it turned out to be two hundred and five.

Zheng Quchi also knew that she was a quiet person now, and compared with the well-educated and prestigious masters in big cities, everyone knew who to choose.

"Since it's right, why did you build it according to Leitu's plan, why did it collapse again and again?"

She made everyone dumb with just one substantive rhetorical question.

"Maybe we did something wrong, maybe the wood shouldn't be used..."

"In this world, no matter how powerful people are, they will make mistakes. Trusting others is worse than trusting yourself."

Her legs were a little numb after squatting for a long time, and she was standing up on her knees when she saw the mangy head running over in a hurry.

What she did just now attracted a large number of craftsmen to watch, and the news spread all over the small circle of friends in the camp. Hearing it made people tremble with fear, fearing that she would show off and overturn the car, so she rushed to stop it.

He is really anxious now: "What are you going to do?!"

Zheng Quchi's eyes at this moment are like the stars, the moon, and the morning light, slowly descending in silence, but in an instant, the darkness is swept away, and a round of rising sun and morning glow is steaming upwards.

What is she going to do?
After several days and nights of repeated thinking, she finally knew what she wanted.

If she is a small person, she is doomed to be used, sacrificed, and swayed, so she has to make herself stronger. She may be inferior to others in everything now, but she has one thing that others cannot compare to.

That is, her brain has a technology that is thousands of years ahead of others.

In her previous life, she died so aggrievedly. She had clearly paved the way for the future, but in the end she passed away due to an accident.

In another life, she still has ideals. She doesn't want to finally build a tower of gods in this world to enter the soul and spread the glory, but she hopes to create absolute value in her field.

"Shan Bian, I want us to live."

Such peaceful and calm but powerful words show the firm confidence and arrogance of a civil engineering expert who came from a thousand years later.

Although during this period, no one could understand the true meaning of being alive in her words.

The craftsmen thought she was talking about the fortification, and the mangy head thought she was talking about the task.

...alive?

It's a very simple word, but how to live is something that most people can't control with their minds.

Shan Bian's heart tightened, and he gritted his teeth: "You... what you said is true? The reason why it keeps collapsing is because there is a problem with Leitu?" He suddenly realized, and said exaggeratedly: "I just said, who would I made a mistake, I obviously built it according to the composition on the blueprint, but I didn't expect that the craftsmen in Taiyuan might not be as powerful as the rumors boasted."

Cooperate!She said that she must cooperate with her plan unconditionally.

Although he didn't understand what she was going to do, even if he was so embarrassed that his scalp tingled, and his face was flushed with slander, he would definitely stand by his partner's side.

After listening to Shan Bian's agreement, some people began to hesitate.

After all, Shan Bian had bragged in public before that his cousin was a student at Jixia Academy, and such a background was somewhat convincing.

Zheng Quchi didn't have time to litigate with them here, so she directly gave heavy medicine: "There is less than half a month left, are you going to continue to build according to the original drawings, trial and error, or trust me once, correct the mistakes and correct them?" ?”

　The levels of craftsmen are home, teacher, craftsman, and worker. The higher the level, the better the expertise and craftsmanship.

　　
　
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