"This is a drawing of your improved weaving machine?" Zhao Feng picked up Ma Jun's drawings and asked while looking at them.

"Yes!" Although Ma Jun stutters, when he says a word, when he says a long sentence, the feeling is completely different, and when he says a single word, Ma Jun looks very confident.

"Yes, that's good!" Zhao Feng looked at Ma Jun's drawings and compared them with the drawings of the most advanced weaving machines that could be made and applied at the level of craftsmanship of this era given by the system, and found that the two were almost the same.

"Draw pen and ink." Zhao Feng commanded.

Soon the pen and ink were sent, and Master Wang also looked at the drawings in Zhao Feng's hand with expectant eyes, and when he just looked at them, he found that the weaving machine on the drawings was indeed much more advanced. However, since Zhao Feng wants pen and ink, it means that Zhao Feng can continue to improve this!

"Ma Jun, look here, we don't design it like this, wouldn't it be better to add an arc into it?" Zhao Feng drew a stroke on the drawing.

"Huh?" Ma Jun's eyes lit up, his mind was thinking quickly, and after a while, he figured it out, and felt that Zhao Feng's improvement was really more reasonable, so he nodded, "Yes...... That's it! ”

"Well, are you looking here......" Zhao Feng drew a few more strokes in one place.

……

In a row, Zhao Feng improved five places, and Ma Jun nodded yes after a short period of thought.

"Well, for the time being, the wind has only seen these things that can be improved, Master Wang, let's make this new type of silk loom according to this drawing!" Zhao Feng handed the drawings to Master Wang.

"Yes!" Master Wang respectfully accepted the drawings.

Just now, he also looked at Zhao Feng's improvements, if it weren't for Zhao Feng again, he would have wanted to shoot the case! What a improvement! So Master Wang became more and more respectful to Zhao Feng in his heart.

"Ma Jun, when did you come to my Liaodong?" Zhao Feng asked as if he was talking.

"Former ...... Just arrived the day before yesterday! Seeing that Zhao Feng was friendly, Ma Jun's nervousness was lowered by half, and his stuttering was not as serious as before.

"The day before yesterday?" Zhao Feng was puzzled, how could this Ma Jun come to Liaodong at this time? At that moment, Zhao Feng raised the doubts in his heart, "Why did you come to my Liaodong?" ”

"Yes...... It's because I'm ...... I heard that Liaodong ...... Artisans of Liaodong...... Skill...... The skill is outstanding, so ...... So......" Ma Jun said, his face suddenly reddened.

"So you want to come and learn art? Yes and no? Zhao Feng smiled, this Ma Jun is really cute.

"Yes!" Ma Jun nodded a little embarrassed.

"Hehe, it's nothing, see the sages and think together, you will temporarily serve in this blacksmith shop, as Master Wang's deputy, what are the two of you studying together!" Zhao Feng said, "Well, and your stuttering, it seems to be a disease, let Hua Tuo and Zhang Zhongjing take a look at you another day and see if they can cure you!" ”

“？？？” Ma Jun is confused now, what's the situation? Who is the person in front of you? Did what he said work? Who are Hua Tuo and Zhang Zhongjing?

"You bastard, why don't you thank your lord?" Master Wang scolded Ma Jun with a smile.

"Lord...... Lord? Ma Jun looked at the man in white robe in front of him in disbelief.

"That's right, my name is Zhao Feng!" Zhao Feng smiled and nodded.

"Poof!" Ma Jun fell to his knees with a puff, and said with a slight tremble, "Lord...... Lord...... Forgive...... Forgiveness! ”

"Alright, get up, the wind doesn't blame you for anything, remember what I just said! Don't let me down! Zhao Feng smiled and helped Ma Jun up, this big boy is so cute!

"Yes!" Ma Jun nodded vigorously, and at the same time secretly made up his mind in his heart that he would not disappoint Zhao Feng!

"Hehe, okay, I'm looking forward to your performance!" Zhao Feng smiled, turned his head to Master Wang and said, "Master Wang, this Ma Jun is a rare talent, if you discuss it with him more, don't be impatient because of his stuttering, who still has no problems?" When you have time, you can take him to the medical school and let Hua Tuo and Zhang Zhongjing see what is going on. ”

"Yes! Remember! "Zhao Feng's words said that Master Wang's old face was hot, wasn't he impatient just now because of Ma Jun's stuttering?

"Hehe, let's go, remember to build this weaving machine as soon as possible!" Zhao Feng commanded, turned around and left the blacksmith shop.

"Ma Jun, Pang Tong and Ma Chao, Gaga, it seems that I earned it this time!" Leaving the blacksmith shop, Zhao Feng snickered excitedly.

On the street, pedestrians are bustling, and on the streets, children are laughing and playing, old people sitting and playing chess, and small traders and vendors selling all kinds of things. The entire Xiangping City is stable and peaceful, as if it has never experienced war.

"Hehe, I really hope that all the people in the world can live such a life!" Zhao Feng smiled, as if he had such a responsibility when he came to this world.

The footsteps did not stop, and finally, Zhao Feng came to the door of the Taishou Mansion after a long absence. But Zhao Feng unexpectedly found that he couldn't take a step anymore, and a trace of tears appeared in the corners of his eyes!

"Sir?" The townsman who was cleaning the yard saw Zhao Feng standing outside the door and was pleasantly surprised.

"Yes! I am back! Zhao Feng raised his sleeves and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Hehe, great, the old man will go and inform the ladies!" As he spoke, he was about to walk to the backyard.

"No, I'll just say it myself, you go and prepare some wine and food, the wind is a little hungry!" Zhao Feng touched his stomach and said.

"Hehe, good! The old slave will go and prepare! The townsman smiled and walked in the direction of the kitchen. Zhao Feng can come back safely, that is the happiest thing for the townsman!

"Huh!" Zhao Feng shook his head and smiled, and walked towards the backyard, "I don't know what happened to the babies!" ”

Quietly came to the backyard, and saw all the women sitting in the pavilion, not knowing what they were talking about, laughing and laughing, but the faint sorrow between the eyebrows and eyes of the women Zhao Feng could still be seen!

But Zhao Feng looked at it, but found that there was one person missing, Zhang Ning, and he didn't know what the situation was.

At that moment, Zhao Feng walked quietly behind Bian Xue, the girls were all facing in this direction, no one paid attention to Zhao Feng's arrival, and the backyard of Taishou Mansion was a forbidden area, before leaving, Zhao Feng deliberately left Dian Wei at home, just to ensure the safety of the backyard!

"Miss you, my darlings!" Zhao Feng picked up Bian Xue, but what he said was "babies"!

"Ahh Bian Xue was suddenly picked up, startled, and immediately screamed.

"Brother Wind!" After all the women saw Zhao Feng clearly, they were all pleasantly surprised, the sorrow between their eyebrows just now was swept away, and the rest was full of joy!

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