Chapter 31: Wrists and hooves are high and iron is added
After entering the mansion, Wang Fei was taken aback. In the past four months, Wang Fei has a preliminary understanding of the architectural style and structure of the Tang Dynasty.
In the Tang Dynasty, due to the vast land and sparsely populated areas and the large area of towns, the first characteristic of residential houses was that they were large. No matter what level of residence, it is very spacious and grand, and it is filled with a vigorous atmosphere.
The houses of ordinary people in cities and towns are often the size of an acre of land, which will be an out-and-out top mansion in later generations; As for the royal relatives, high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen, their residences, in addition to the building specifications that cannot be exceeded, are often dozens of acres or hundreds of acres in area, and there is also no shortage of hundreds of acres of giant mansions.
This made Wang Fei, who had been depressed in the building of the pigeon cage for a long time in his previous life, feel particularly comfortable.
The second characteristic of Tang Dynasty dwellings is regularity. Even the most ordinary rectangular two-entry courtyard has complete elements such as the front hall, the back bedroom, the corridor room, the pavilion and the garden, and the various constituent elements are arranged in an orderly manner and the layout is reasonable, which fully reflects the characteristics of closure, square and symmetry. People live in it and feel safe and comfortable from the bottom of their hearts.
And the courtyard of Zhao Dazhu's house, at a glance, there is one word - "empty"! The front yard was supposed to be empty, and the whole yard suddenly seemed particularly empty.
If you take a closer look, you will find that in addition to "empty", there is also a characteristic, that is, "chaos", although there is no east and west corridor in the front yard, but the ground is full of all kinds of things, some look like ore, some do not know whether it is a knife or a half-finished sword, and there are some strange tools......
If you just talk about the first impression, Wang Fei knows that many people may question Zhao Dazhui's ability. Because the workplace is so messy, it can raise serious doubts about the skill level of the craftsman. For example, a few little maids who came together were already frightened by the clutter in the courtyard.
However, Wang Fei knows that it is undeniable that some people's messiness is indeed because they are lazy. But there is a class of geniuses who, because they are so immersed in their own world, that they are not moved by external objects, can easily make their workplaces messy, because they have no time to devote themselves to such trivial things.
"This Zhao Da Hammer is very likely to be a rare technical genius! But where are his people? Wang Fei said to himself, and he was more confident in this trip.
The clanging sound solved Wang Fei's doubts, and following the prestige, in the west corner of the front yard, there were several red-hot stoves, and a strong man in his thirties was swinging a hammer by the stove.
The hammer rained down on the crimson iron, splashing the sparkling fire. And I don't know when, the old servant has disappeared, and I think he usually leads the guests, so that's all he can do.
Wang Fei thought for a moment and motioned for Ashina Xiaoyun and the other girls to wait in the distance. Sparks splash around the fire, not so safe; Zhao Dazhui is very sloppy in order to make it easier to strike iron, and a bunch of girls suddenly appear, which is estimated to only add embarrassment.
Ashina Xiaoyun and the others were obviously a little afraid of the furnace with a rising flame, probably remembering the fire last night, after getting Wang Fei's signal, she subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled Wang Fei and Wenxia, took Ayi Tenggena and a group of little maids, walked out of the courtyard gate, and went to hang out nearby.
"Master Zhao, what are you busy with?" After arriving at the edge of the fire, Ashina Jiang saluted respectfully again.
Zhao Dazhui didn't know whether it was because he was immersed in smelting, or because the sound of striking iron was too loud to be heard, he didn't respond to Ashina Jiang for a long time, and Ashina Jiang didn't have any uncertainties on his face.
The few tooth soldiers guarding the side couldn't help but be a little annoyed, but seeing that the two little Langjun were not in a hurry or annoyed, they were not easy to attack.
Zhao Da Hammer was like the wind, and he struck a long strip of metal hard, looking at the shape, it should be to create a horizontal knife.
Wang Fei knew that the Tang Dynasty strictly controlled long weapons and hard crossbows, but it did not prohibit common personal self-defense weapons such as horizontal knives, long swords, and hunting bows, and many folk blacksmith shops would also create such weapons.
After Zhao Dazhui beat for a long time, he let out a long breath, and seemed to be still not satisfied with the results.
But it seems that it was this long breath that made Zhao Dazhui leave the world he was intoxicated with a little, and also made him discover that there were a few more people behind him.
"Oh, Ji Ang Xiaolangjun, when did you come over?" Zhao Da Hammer Kong Wu's powerful torso with a polite and polite face looks a little nondescript: "Who is this?" ”
"It's Ji Ang's friend, Master Zhao can call me Wang Fei." Wang Fei was worried that Ashina Jiang would not be able to speak clearly, so he took the initiative to report to his family.
"It turned out to be a friend of Ji Ang Xiaolangjun, do you have anything to do?" Zhao Dazhui obviously didn't know who Wang Fei was, and such a person should be relatively rare in Tingzhou City.
"I have a chance gain recently, and I want to create a new utensil, but I don't know if it's appropriate, and I want to ask Master Zhao to help me take a look." Wang Fei said as he took out the drawings drawn by Ashina Xiaoyun from his arms.
He is very self-aware, and he knows that he can't handle the postmodern abstract paintings he has graffiti.
Hearing that he was going to create a new vessel, Zhao Dazhui's eyes lit up, he took the drawing and looked at it carefully, and after thinking for a while, he said concisely: "This is a good idea!" ”
Wang Fei was stunned for a moment, and blurted out, "Master Zhao, do you know what I want to do?" ”
"The protective iron of the horse's hoove, I think it can be called a hori." Zhao Dazhui's thinking is very clear: "But it must be fixed with iron nails, and it needs to be specially built with matching iron nails." ”
Wang Fei was greatly impressed after hearing this, this Zhao Dazhui only looked at it twice, and then thought clearly about the use and use of the horseshoe, which is indeed extraordinary.
"But you need to be careful when nailing, the horse is probably a little scared, and you need to be patient." Zhao Dazhui continued, his mind completely immersed in the study of the horseshoe: "The holes on both sides of the farrier cannot be aligned, they must be staggered. Swap positions each time you nail so that you don't keep nailing in the same hole. ”
In fact, Wang Fei did not know whether the holes on both sides of the horseshoe of later generations were aligned or staggered, and in the 21st century, not many people know these basically useless technical details.
But if you think about it seriously, Zhao Dazhui makes a lot of sense. If the holes on both sides of the horseshoe are perfectly aligned, they will be nailed to the same position every time, which is easy to loosen and affect the self-recovery of the horse's hooves.
What Wang Fei didn't know was that the horseshoe of later generations generally had 3 holes on one side and 4 holes on the other, and the locations of the holes on both sides were staggered. Each time the horseshoe is re-nailed, the position of the 3 and 4 holes is swapped to ensure that it is firm and gives the horse's hooves room to recover themselves.
"In fact, there have been various protection methods such as tying leather and tying hemp rope to the horse's hooves before, but they are not as durable as Xiao Langjun's method!" Zhao Dazhui was very excited: "Let's open the furnace now!" ”
"Master Zhao, how do you calculate the price?" Wang Fei hurriedly asked, afraid that Zhao Dazhui would fall into an obsessive state again and not speak.
"Say as much as you want!" Zhao Dazhui's mind was already completely on the horseshoe, and his words began to be absent-minded.
"I asked for 80 pairs of shoes, 20 of which were one size smaller. How about a deposit of 1 piece in advance? After everything is built, pay another 3 times. "Wang Fei has a lot of pocket money every month, and he still has savings of 4 yuan.
It's just that he can't figure out how to determine the price of the horseshoe, but it seems that Zhao Dazhui's life is relatively poor, so he tries to calculate it as high as possible.
"Everything! All of them! Zhao Dazhui waved his hand casually, obviously not caring about the price: "Come and get a sample in five days." ”
Wang Fei watched Zhao Dazhui indulge in technical research, and knew that staying any longer would only disturb his thoughts, so he took a small gold coin of a consistent value from the purse on his waist and handed it to the tooth soldier, asking him to find a suitable old servant and deliver the gold coin to him.
The legal tender of the Tang Dynasty was copper coins and silk silk, but copper coins were too bulky and the silk was bulky, so they were not particularly easy to carry.
Silver, in the Tang Dynasty, rarely played a monetary function, and was more of a precious metal and ornament. However, since the Qin and Han dynasties, gold has always had the function of a large amount of money. That's why Wang Fei always carries some small gold bills with him now.
Seeing that Zhao Dazhui was ignorant of the world, Wang Fei really didn't dare to hand over the gold coin to this idiot. When he was obsessed with smelting, he might unknowingly smelt gold into it......
When the tooth soldiers were looking for the old servant, Wang Fei and Ashina Jiang began to walk towards the door. When Wang Fei was walking and thinking about how to fully excavate Zhao Da Hammer, he suddenly heard a piercing scream from outside the door!
Wang Fei could distinguish it for a moment, and he heard that there was not only Ashina's lively cry like a lark, but also Ashina Tenggena's immature surprise like a yellow bird, and Wang Fei's gentle thrush's exclamation, but there was no Ashina Wenxia's voice.
Wang Fei immediately pulled out the dagger given by Ashina Wenxia, and rushed outside the courtyard gate without hesitation. And Zhao Dazhui, who had already begun smelting iron, turned a deaf ear to the screams.
After rushing out of the far gate, Wang Fei found that there was a nearby courtyard crowded with people, and the screams just now came from there.
He hurriedly struggled to split through the crowd and burrowed into the courtyard. After last night's fire, the tooth soldiers in the north court were repeatedly explained by Wang Yong, and they were even more vigilant, guarding the two Xiaolangjun tightly, for fear that there would be any more mistakes.
Fortunately, the crowd was not crowded, and Wang Fei quickly squeezed to the front and saw Ashina Xiaoyun and the others. He hurriedly counted them, and fortunately, everyone was there, unscathed.
When he was just relieved, Wang Fei suddenly understood why Fang Ashina Xiaoyun and the others were screaming, because there was a thick smell of blood in his nostrils......
Looking at the lively crowd, there are different opinions, constantly speculating about who this family has offended, and they have actually suffered a catastrophe; And the neighbors who knew a little bit sighed, who actually ate the leopard's gall and dared to attack the shopkeeper of Wenxitang, aren't they afraid of revenge from the Pei family in Hedong?
Ashina Xiaoyun and Wang Fei obviously encountered such a frightening scene for the first time, hugging each other, covering their eyes and not daring to look; Aitenga was terrified and seemed to be back in a nightmare; Only Ashina Wenxia, a pair of eyes as bright as morning stars, coldly examined the bloodshed in the courtyard, as if thinking about something......
What everyone didn't notice was that in the Taoist temple opposite the courtyard where the bloody crime occurred, a beautiful figure hid in the kiss of the main hall, holding a long sword with cold light, looking at the four blood words "for the heavenly way" and snorted coldly, then turned around and threw out the rope, fixed it on a nearby branch, and prepared to climb down.
At the moment of turning around, she caught a glimpse of the calm and calm Ashina Wenxia and the anxious Wang Fei from a distance, with a shallow smile on her face.
At the same time, in the Saidai Temple in the west of Tingzhou City, the activity of noble ladies offering incense and praying for blessings is coming to an end.
Mrs. Li took Mrs. Cui's hand and said something affectionately. The relationship between Mrs. Li and Mrs. Cui was not bad before, after all, as Mrs. Li, there is no need to be afraid of Mrs. Pei's attitude and likes and dislikes.
However, after the fire in the light tower, Mrs. Li deliberately became closer to Mrs. Cui, because she had already heard Li Dingbang say that Wang Fei rushed into the fire to save Xiaoyun.
Of course, she can only express these little kindnesses, and she will not and cannot change more.
Mrs. Asster followed, carefully interjecting two sentences.
Mrs. Pei didn't care about the behavior of Mrs. Li and the others, she just asked Wang Peizhong with her eyes, and after receiving an affirmative answer, the corners of her mouth turned slightly up, revealing a vicious smile.
In the main hall of Saida Temple, the fragrance is wafering, and there is no sorrow or joy on the face of Shakyamuni Buddha, looking at the strife of the world and being speechless.
In Tingzhou City, Zhao Dahui, who was obsessed with technology, continued to wield the hammer in his hand, and the small progress that changed the future shone in the sparks.