Death's Slash

Chapter 6 The Work of Assistants

"What you have to do is to cut these two hard papers according to the specifications."

In the laboratory, Shiba Konghe and Xuexin stood in front of a table with two stacks of papers in front of them.

Of these two stacks of paper, one is white paper and the other is khaki hard paper.

The white paper is very ordinary, like the writing paper used for writing letters.The yellow paper is thicker and harder in texture.

Shiba Konghe took a piece of white paper, put it there, took a rectangular iron frame, and put it against a corner, took a pair of scissors in his right hand, and cut along the inside of the iron frame.

After a while, the rectangular white paper was put aside.

"The cutting should be flat, and the gap between the two sheets of paper should be smaller, which can save materials. In Liuhun Street, the price of paper is not cheap."

Shiba Kuzuru demonstrated while talking, cutting off rectangular pieces of white paper one by one.

Then Zhiba Konghe stepped aside and said to Xue Xin: "You have a try."

Xue Xin took the iron frame, put it on the white paper in front of him, pressed the iron frame with his left hand, picked up the cutter with his right hand, and scratched along the iron frame, cutting off the white paper bit by bit.

It doesn't look difficult, but the edges of the cut rectangular paper pieces are not neat.

"This is the inner core of the firework. The two sides must be neat. People like you can't use it."

Shiba Kuzuru directly rolled up the pieces of paper, threw them aside, and said, "Do it again."

Xue Xin nodded, and was a little more careful the second time, slowing down the speed, and the cropping was more neat.

Cutting is not difficult, but it must be flat. If you are not skilled, the speed will be very slow.

"Very well, there is still yellow paper, which needs to be cut with a second iron frame."

Shiba Kuzuru took another iron frame, pointed to the yellow paper and said, "Use this iron frame to make the yellow one, the method is the same."

"it is good."

Xue Xin took the iron frame, put it aside, and asked, "Sister Kong He, how much do I need to make?"

Shiba Kukaku thought for a while and said, "Two hundred whites and two hundred yellows will do."

I am not proficient now, one takes about 20 seconds, at least 180 in an hour, and it is not a problem to reach [-].

The two kinds of paper add up, but two hours.

This kind of work is extremely simple. From this point of view, being an assistant is not difficult.

"I'll be done."

Xuexin immediately started today's work, and Shiba Kuzuru was not idle, and went to a distant workbench to prepare gunpowder.

Xue Xin stood in front of the table, cutting the hard paper into squares one by one.

With the passage of time, Xuexin became more and more proficient, and the cutter in his hand became more and more stable, and he could cut a piece in ten seconds.

But after more than ten minutes, Xue Xin's arm was a little tired. He moved his arm, rested for a minute, and started to do it.

In this way, in less than an hour, all the white paper was cut.

Next is the yellow hard paper, because the texture is relatively hard, it needs to be cut a little bit, the speed is greatly slowed down, and the time is prolonged.

But even so, within two and a half hours, Xuexin completed all the cutting.

"Sister Konghe, I'm done."

Xuexin walked to Shiba Konghe and said in a low voice.

"I'll check it out."

Zhiba Konghe went to Xuexin's cut papers, checked them one by one, and finally said: "Very good, it meets the requirements. Then do the next work."

Shiba Kuzuru walked to a corner of the laboratory, brought up a drawer-like shelf, and brought an iron bucket. After opening, it was filled with cloudy liquid.

The middle of the wooden frame is hollowed out. There are several iron pipes of different thicknesses across the bracket. The left side is suspended in the air, but the right side extends directly to connect with several handles.

"Okay."

Shiba Kongzuru stood in front of the wooden frame, put a piece of white paper on the iron pipe, and wound it up. When it was about to wrap around once, he dipped a wooden brush in the iron bucket with his right hand, and brushed the wooden brush until it was not wrapped around. After brushing the inside of the white paper, continue to wrap the white paper, and the white paper sticks tightly.

Then Shiba Kongzuru took the yellow cardboard, brushed the liquid on the white paper, pasted the yellow paper, turned it around, brushed the liquid on the inside of the remaining yellow paper, and continued to wind.

Wrap the white paper twice, and the yellow paper twice, and it becomes a paper tube.

Zhiba Konghe took the paper tube, drew it from the left end along the iron pipe, put it in front of Xuexin, and said: "This is the small cannon barrel needed for fireworks. You will make this next, try it."

"it is good."

Xue Xin tried to do it again according to what he had memorized just now, but when winding, the paper was a little skewed and stuck to the iron pipe.

Xue Xin wanted to tear it off, but only part of it was torn off, and the rest was still stuck on it.

"This."

Seeing this scene, Xuexin didn't know what to do, so he looked at Zhiba Konghe.

"You are so stupid."

The latter stretched out his finger, lit a cluster of spiritual fire with his finger, burned it close to the paper, and burned the rest of the white paper.

It’s okay, Xue Xin suddenly realized.

"continue."

Shiba Sorazuru said with a straight face.

"Yes."

Xue Xin hurried to do it. This time, he paid attention to the position, and slowly overlapped. After sticking the white paper, he planned to get the yellow paper.

"and many more."

Shiba Konghe stopped him immediately, and said to him: "Try to see if you can beat the paper tube."

After hearing this, Xue Xin wanted to take off the paper tube, but found that the paper tube was stuck to the iron pipe and could not be pulled out.

"You have to leave some space. The white paper is relatively thin, and it is difficult to remove it."

Shiba Kuzuru was preaching on the sidelines.

"Yes."

Xue Xin stretched out her finger, lit the spirit fire directly, burned the paper, and made it again.

Constantly failing, constantly trying, after almost a dozen failures, Xue Xin succeeded once, took off the paper tube, put it in the palm of his hand, and looked at Shiba Konghe with a smile on his face.

"What's there to be proud of? Fail so many times to succeed."

Zhiba Konghe snorted and said, "I think back then, I succeeded a few times."

"is it?"

Xue Xin looked at the iron pipes on the wooden frame, and said, "But these iron pipes are all burnt black, you must have failed many times, right?"

"shut up."

Zhibo Konghe heard Xue Xin's words, raised his fist and hit Xue Xin on the head, and said angrily: "Hurry up, today's task is 150 finished products."

"150?"

Hearing this, Xue Xin said with a mournful face, "Sister Kong He, it takes me nearly 2 minutes to make one, and it will kill thirty or 150 in an hour. I will do it for at least five hours."

Shiba Kuzuru shrugged and said, "Then you need to speed up."

After leaving these words, Zhiba Konghe left, leaving Xuexin alone, looking at the wooden frame and worrying.

But Xue Xin is not someone who just sits and waits to die. He quickly accepts the reality and starts production.

In this way, time passed, and soon three hours passed, and he had already made a hundred.

Fifty left, almost done.

Xue Xin wiped the sweat from his forehead and took a rest.

"I'll go back first, go eat after you're done."

Zhibo Konghe had already finished her work at hand, and after a few words of advice, she left directly, leaving Xuexin alone in the laboratory.

"call."

Xue Xin looked at the scroll in front of him, feeling a little sore in his arms, but he didn't complain, nor did he give up.

After resting for a while, Xuexin started to make again.

. . .

While he was making the cannon barrel, Shiba Kuzuru lit the pipe in the hall, took a sip, and showed a satisfied expression.

"Master Konghe, do you want us to help Xuexin?"

Jin Yan came to Shiba Kuzuru and asked tentatively.

Shiba Kuzuru waved his hand and said, "No, it's just some simple work."

Yin Yan interjected: "But he has been in the laboratory for five hours, right? Such a workload is not small."

"Since he chose to be an assistant instead of the young master of a noble family, he should have this awareness."

Shiba Konghe took a puff of the pipe, exhaled white smoke, and then said: "After all, in Liuhun Street, a person with spiritual quality needs to eat to replenish his spiritual power. If he doesn't become a god of death, he wants to survive , it takes more than that.”

(End of this chapter)