"Brother, what is Tsinghua Peking University?"

Thinking that something was wrong, Zhao Guang, who came with him, was very sensitive to reading during this time, and when he heard this, he immediately asked.

Feng Yong was still carefully studying Amei's head, and replied without looking back: "It is the first mountain gate of the Han Dynasty." ”

Zhao Guang's eyes widened, "More powerful than my brother's master?" ”

"That's nature."

"Isn't that the best in the world?"

Fart! Where do you put Cambridge, Massachusetts?

But after thinking about it, at this time, the big man is the first, and he is said to be the first in the world, so there seems to be nothing wrong?

Later generations were not angry, this Feng Yong felt very ashamed, and there was no way to answer this question, so he simply stopped answering.

Amei's face was already red and dripping blood, and she really wanted to get back the autonomy of her head, but the person holding her head was her own lord, so she had to close her eyes and not dare to move, so that the lord could see enough.

It's just that I'm trembling all over, obviously so shy that I'm about to faint.

"Ahem, brother, this, is there anything special about this spinning wheel that Amei said?"

Wang Xun was more stable after all, and when he saw that his brother seemed to be a little embarrassed, he actually behaved so unrestrainedly in front of everyone, so he coughed dryly and said a word.

"Of course there is something special."

Feng Yong finally let go of Amei's head, turned around and looked at all kinds of strange-shaped wood all over the room, and kicked it with his foot, "Mopan, didn't you hear what Amei said just now?" ”

"What grinding disc? Make a spinning wheel look like a grinding disc? ”

Zhao Guangxin was straightforward and asked directly.

Feng Yong ignored this guy who used the cerebellum as a brain, turned to look at the others, his eyes fell on the dog, and asked, "Does the dog know?" ”

The dog gave a rare look of shame and shook his head.

"I don't blame you for this, you're still young."

Feng Yong is not too demanding, in his own Zhuangzi, there is a Han Dynasty Huang Daopo-style character, which is already considered a talent explosion, if there is another demon, then Feng Yong can consider whether he is the real destiny.

"Who made all this?"

Feng Yong bent down and picked up a round wooden block, the craftsmanship was too rough, and he knew that it was a failure at a glance.

The grinding disc that Amei said is estimated to be only understood by Feng Yong, to put it bluntly, it is to use the principle of eccentric wheel to drive the spinning wheel to rotate.

And the log block in the hand, without this concept at all, naturally has no function of power transmission.

Today's spinning wheels are all hand-cranked, that is, when spinning, one hand is used to shake the spinning wheel and the other hand to pull the thread. The two hands should not only work closely together, but also pay attention to the speed of the hand.

This job seems simple, but it is very skillful and requires a long time of practice.

Han women have been doing this work since they were young, and it has almost become instinct, so they don't find it difficult.

And the daughter of Qianghu has passed the best learning age, her hands and feet are stiff, and she doesn't have that kind of textile atmosphere, once the two hands can't match a little, it is broken, which is why she will be scolded for being stupid.

"Back to the Lord, yes...... It was made by Sister Ame's little one. ”

Niu Wa replied in a whisper.

Sure enough, it's because of the lack of understanding, so this leads to the inability to do what Amei wants?

The best craftsmanship in Fengzhuang is naturally the Ding Er family, Niu Wa and the younger sister, they are all from the Ding Er family.

At that time, Feng Yong was going to make the first Quyuan plow, it seemed that Ding Er's whole family had gone into battle at that time, and Niu Wa naturally participated in it, indicating that Niu Wa still knew some carpentry work.

"It's wrong, it's not like this, it's not like this."

Feng Yong casually threw away the wooden block in his hand, clapped his hands, and looked at the cow baby and the dog, his face was full of shame, and his heart was perverted with satisfaction.

Shame on you! What a shame!

As a traverser, I have been talking about advanced production tools all day and night is a concrete manifestation of advanced productivity, but I have decided to vigorously develop the wool textile industry, but I have never thought of changing the backward tools of the hand-spinning wheel and improving the work efficiency, which is really embarrassing.

If it weren't for his housekeeper Uncle Zhao's discerning eyes and picking out Amei and changing the spinning wheel, I don't know how long it would have been delayed.

Now Feng Yong felt that he had been reduced to the point of beating Niu Wa to gain a sense of superiority.

The main thing of the spinning wheel is to make the rope wheel turn, as for the power, it can be hand-cranked, it can be foot-pedal, or even hydro-powered. Hydraulic Feng Yong is not extravagant, the amount of work is too large.

However, turning a hand crank into a foot pedal is a very simple thing. The main thing is to make an eccentric wheel as a conversion power device, and the rest of the parts are not much different from the hand-cranked structure, or there is no difference at all.

The fundamental idea, Amei has already said, is that the grinding disc is somewhat similar.

The concept of eccentric wheel may be difficult for people in this era to understand, but for Feng Yong, he has not only seen it, but also operated it himself.

When I was a child, every family would have a sewing machine. Feng Yong's family is naturally no exception. It's just that since he can remember, the one at home has been broken, and his parents put the sewing machine into the sewing cabinet, and then put the cabinet in Feng Yong's house as a desk.

Boys are active and hands-on.

The sewing machine is different from the manual needle, as for why it is different, Feng Yong really can't understand, so the broken sewing machine was turned out of the cabinet by him more than once, and then he learned to look like an adult, pedaling, and then see how it works.

There were even a few times when Feng Yong wanted to cut off the belt on the sewing machine and burn it to play, but he gave up because his strength was too small and he didn't have the tools to take advantage of.

The eccentric wheel principle, plus the principle of gears and levers, well, high school physics is basically enough.

"I'm sorry for the lord, it's the servant who has transgressed his duty."

Amei, who had been closing her eyes all the time, heard this, probably because she was afraid that she would affect the three of Niu Wa, so she quickly opened her eyes and took the initiative to admit her mistake.

Although Ah Mei is Feng Yong's personal maid, it stands to reason that the subordinates in Feng's mansion regard her as respectful.

But she was only brought up temporarily, and she was born as a wingwoman, so her prestige in the village on weekdays is not as good as that of her sister, who is also a personal maid.

So what she can instruct is probably the young dog and cow baby who are familiar with her.

Although the dog is smart, but after all, he has never done this kind of work, and it is estimated that he is a layman, and the main force of carpentry should be the cow baby.

And Niu Wa is naturally good at carpentry, but she is definitely not as skilled as those old carpenters, let alone understand Amei's thoughts.

With an old carpenter, I have done a lot of work and seen a lot of work, and maybe I can make what Amei wants.

Although Amei has ideas, they can only be ideas, and she can't do it herself.

The research dog in the laboratory and the engineering dog in the field, can it be the same breed?

So these people have probably been tinkering with this thing all this time.

It's a pity that there is no theoretical support, and the actual operation is not good, so you can only make a bunch of failures.

"What do you think is wrong?" Feng Yong glanced at Ah Mei strangely, "You did this right, and I will have a reward later." ”

As he spoke, he sat down in front of the spinning wheel and stared blankly at the spinning wheel.

Ah Mei's thoughts were like a key, opening the door to Feng Yong's memory, and he began to try to recall every bit of his previous life about the spinning wheel.

"Damn, why didn't Lao Tzu graduate in textile engineering?" Feng Yong thought about it for a long time, and then he was annoyed to find that he had never seen a spinning wheel at all, except for seeing it in the book.

In addition to the Huang Daopo in the language books, it seems that only history books are related to textiles.

However, whether it is a language book or a history book, they are all trumpeting how many years ahead of the world level at that time, the question is, where is the lead? How to do it, but not a word is said.

At that time, I was only blind and proud, and when I was proud, I was gone, and I didn't even know how people did it.

Failure, what a failure.

Later, the enclosure movement is British, sheep eating people is also British, and the Jenny machine seems to have been invented by the British, right? Isn't it used with hydropower?

Feng Yong really can't remember, he only remembers that the first industrial revolution was raised in a workshop with river water.

But these are meaningless for the current modification of the hand-spinning wheel.

The people in the room looked at Feng Yong as if he was suddenly obsessed, and sat there motionless with dull eyes, muttering to himself, not knowing what he was saying.

At first, I thought he was thinking about things, but he didn't dare to speak out at the moment, for fear of interrupting his train of thought.

"Zishi, you say, brother will be fine, right?"

After a while, Zhao Guang was the first to be impatient, he lightly touched Wang Xun and said.

"Be quiet, my brother is thinking about something."

Wang Xun reminded.

"Don't you think there's something wrong with my brother's appearance?" Zhao Guang looked at Feng Yong fixedly, and continued in his mouth, "It can't be a demon, right?" ”

Mentally ill people have a wide range of ideas?

Wang Xun glanced at Zhao Guang strangely, he naturally wouldn't come up with such a disrespectful sentence to Zhao Guangda, but the first thing that came to mind in his heart was that he always felt that Second Brother Zhao's thoughts were a little disrespectful to his brother.

"Don't forget, my brother has had hysteria before."

Zhao Guang understood Wang Xun's eyes, and was in a hurry, so he turned out Feng Yong's previous black history.

Wang Xun was reminded by Zhao Guang, and suddenly remembered, and then glanced at Zhao Guang, both of them saw a little worry in each other's eyes.

Brother's appearance, it seems that the time has lasted a little too long, besides, what is there to think about this spinning wheel, shouldn't it be something that a woman ponders?

Feng Yong's hand suddenly moved, and he touched the spindle on the spinning wheel.

Then, the dull eyes burst into a strong brilliance, and he stood up suddenly, dancing with his hands like crazy, and laughed: "That's right, this is it!" ”

With a force under his feet, there was a "bang" sound, and he directly kicked the spinning wheel over, but Feng Yong still didn't notice it, and continued to jump there, as if he didn't feel like it was enjoyable, and learned Michael Jackson's dance again, and twisted his crotch a few times.

Not good! Something happened!

Amei heard Zhao Guang's words just now, and she was the one she was most worried about at the moment.

After all, this incident was caused by her, if the lord really had an accident because of this, if she atoned for her sins with death, so that the clansmen in Jincheng could escape, then thank God!

"Lord, Lord, are you alright?"

Seeing Feng Yong's appearance, Ah Mei was the first to rush over, hugged him and cried and shouted.

Before she could hold her tightly, her body was torn apart, and then she was thrown hard and slammed directly into the door.

Zhao Guang and Wang Xun controlled Feng Yong's arms, and the other assisted in holding Feng Yong's legs to prevent him from moving, and also stuffed a piece of wood that he picked up casually into Feng Yong's mouth.

The martial arts of both of them were not weak, Feng Yong didn't react at all, he was already lifted and flattened, and his whole body couldn't move anymore, only feeling that he suddenly rose into the air and floated directly towards the door.

"Mmmm......mmmm

Feng Yong shook his head desperately, and finally spit out the wooden block in his mouth, only to feel that his mouth was full of dirt, and he made a few more "babbleoo

In a hurry, he shouted out the address to Zhao Guang in his heart: "Zhao Erha, what are you doing?" Zishi, why are you going crazy too? Put me down. ”

Feeling the two of them pause for a moment, and then hesitantly put him down.

Although it was put down, the body was still controlled to death.

But finally I could see the faces of the two, and my eyes widened at the moment, glaring at the two of them angrily, and shouting, "What are you going to do?" ”

The two who were carrying Feng Yong glanced at each other, and finally Zhao Guang spoke: "Brother, are you okay?" ”

"What can I do?"

Feng Yong only felt that he was really aggrieved, and he finally remembered how to change this spinning wheel, so he was overly excited.

I can't control myself.,Twisted a few nightclub actions in my previous life.,That's what happened to me.,Isn't it interesting?

In the end, Feng Yong still relied on the prestige he had accumulated before to let these two let go of himself.

"Sovereign, Sovereign, are you alright?"

Ah Mei was thrown to the door, unable to get up for a long time, and finally relieved her breath, and immediately rushed over and hugged Feng Yong without fear of death and cried.

This time, no one tore her apart again, and let her hug Feng Yong tightly and cry as she wished.

"It was okay just now, but if you don't let go now, I'm going to be strangled to death by you!"

Feng Yong only felt that he was about to lose his breath, and inhaled desperately.

When Amei heard this, she realized that her actions were really excessive, so she looked left and right. Like a tired rabbit, he let go, his face swelled purple all of a sudden, and he took a few steps back, trying to avoid everyone's eyes, but he didn't dare to leave without permission, so he had to stand there helplessly.

"Tell me! What were you guys just doing? ”

Feng Yong only felt that it was really ridiculous just now, and at the same time, it was extremely angry.

Of course, this question is about Zhao Guang and Wang Xun, and Amei is estimated to be unable to say a complete sentence now.

As for the dog, mother and son and Niu Wa, they were all at a loss at this time, and they didn't seem to have reacted from what happened just now.

Zhao Guang and Wang Xun, you look at me, I look at you, the two pushed for a while, and then Zhao Guang stepped forward in cringe and said: "Brother, just now the younger brother saw you sitting there and was like a demon and motionless, and then suddenly jumped up like crazy, I thought it was ...... I thought you were having hysteria again, so that's why ...... Hey hey ......"

Laugh at your sister, laugh! You think I'll let you go if you play stupid?

"Even if it's hysteria, what does it mean to stuff wood into my mouth? Or pull it out of the dirt and look at me now, my mouth is full of dirt! ”