Chapter Seventy-Three: Buying and Returning the Pearl

Gong Nian Huai looked up at the window, and the light gradually dimmed, "Uncle Fang, let's install the Thousand Miles Divine Mirror tomorrow, and the little nephew will install it back after looking at the lenses." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Don't pretend? Hey, I said it earlier, Uncle Fang still wants to see the laurel tree in the moon. Uncle Fang reluctantly patted the frame, "It's okay, you are the leader, you have the final say." Ah, this is a syringe, do you see if it works? Lu Yiming's eyes were boiled into rabbit eyes, just for this tube. ”

Gong Nian Huai took a small wooden box handed over by Fang Qiong, put it in his hand, and pressed his hand heavily, "Uncle Fang, you won't also use Hainan sandalwood to carve it." ”

"Hey, Uncle Fang also knows the weight clearly, and uses filament iron pear wood from Guangnan West Road. The syringe is here to cure diseases, and the messy smell will spoil the medicinal properties, so this iron pear wood will be able to be used. ”

"Hiss--," Gong Nian Huai covered his cheeks, toothache, toothache. These Song people really dare to use materials, whether this syringe can be used or not, it will be their own treasure in the future. Besides, when used as a syringe, it is a violent thing.

Gong Yi Nianhuai didn't want to open it and read it, no matter how good Lu Yiming, this carpenter, could make a syringe with a piece of wood? It's not a joke, it's really hard.

Gong Nian Huai was also worried that once he saw it, he might make excuses and say that the syringe was not suitable, so he should keep it as a souvenir, so the syringe of Tie Limu became his first collection in this time and space.

The same engineer, who eats by his craft, values his craft more than his life. Once he said that the syringe was unusable, the reputation of Lu Yiming, who had never met before, would be ruined by Fang Qiong.

Smashing other people's jobs and satisfying their covetousness is a bit lacking in morality.

It's better not to read it, it's even harder to talk after watching it, anyway, such a syringe is specified to be unusable. Find a reason to let this matter go in the future, don't hurt people's hearts.

"Uncle Fang, what about the lenses, whether you can fulfill your wishes or not, you still have to look at the lenses, just having frames is not enough." As he spoke, Gong Nian Huai went to get another box. The size is second only to the box with the frame.

"Nian Huai, why don't you look at the syringe, I look very ingenious, the deer carpenter spends no less effort on this than the frame. Oh, there's also a needle, made by the best silversmith in Suizhou. As he spoke, Fang Qiong took the box from Gong Nian Huai's hand, pressed the protrusion on the side, and with a "click", the lid of the box popped up.

"Hmmm! Uncle Fang, let me take a look. Gong Nian Huai heard the sound of the lid opening the box, took a closer look, and became interested. The lid of the box turned out to be popping open, which is somewhat interesting. Because this means that the box is equipped with a spring, which was not considered tall in later generations, but it was completely different in the Southern Song Dynasty eight hundred years ago.

The beauty of the spring lies in a bullet word, and the steel used to make the spring must be elastic first and foremost, which is a test of the smelting level of steel in the Southern Song Dynasty. When you press a spring on such a small box, the spring will be as thin as silk, which in turn involves the wire drawing process. The ubiquitous iron wire bars in later generations are the products of this process.

Of course, if it is not a mass production of iron wire, a small amount of thin iron wire can also be obtained by continuous forging, so that the cost will go up, and it can only be suitable for some expensive handicrafts.

What is commonplace in the afterlife, in this time and space, is out-and-out high-tech.

Gong Nian Huai took the box from Fang Qiong's hand and looked closer. Sure enough, at the junction between the lid and the box, Gong Nian Huai found a torsion spring.

Gong Nian Huai pinched the lid of the box and pressed it to bounce open, and opened and closed it several times, which basically determined the toughness and strength of the spring iron.

"Nian Huai, what are you doing, playing with this box is addictive? Is there a mystery in this box? Fang Qiong looked at the torture box of Gong Nian Huai, and it was not easy to snatch it from his hand, so he had to rub his hands and remind him. This box is not cheap, isn't there a story about buying and returning the pearls?

In this story, the man who bought the beads took the box and returned the beads to the seller of the beads, and was ridiculed as having no beads.

What if the real value is the box? Beads are just a gimmick, or a trick, can there be another explanation? In later generations, such promotional techniques were not uncommon.

Probably now in Fang Qiong's heart, he was weighing the amount of the syringe and this box. Gong Nian Huai didn't even glance at the syringe in the box, but he was very interested in the box. Fang Qiong didn't see that Gong Yi Nian Huai was interested in the spring, not the box.

Fang Qiong also knew that this box was rare, but he didn't know where it was. So watching Gong Nian Huai open and close the box over and over again, I was very distressed, for fear of breaking the box.

"Uncle Fang, this box was also made by the deer carpenter?" Sure enough, when Gong Nian Huai asked this sentence, Fang Qiong let out a breath, and then his eyes were confused.

"Without the hands of the deer carpenter, the objects in his workshop would not be able to leave the house. Nian Huai, why do you ask this, do you like the box? Don't you look at the syringe? ”

Fang Qiong couldn't figure it out directly, of course he wouldn't think that the young man was playful and curious, so he looked at the box carefully.

"Uncle Fang, is it popular to open the box like this?" Gong Nian Huai opened the lid of the box again with a click, and let Fang Qiong see it.

"Nian Huai, look at what is in this box, it is a masterpiece of the descendants of the Gongyi clan! Lu Yiming said that he is also a carpenter, and the heirs of the ancestor make things, that is, treasures. If he doesn't come up with some unique skills, he doesn't deserve to pull a big saw with a planer. Look, what is this handiwork? This time, the deer carpenter worked hard, and he didn't ask for any manual fees, and he was very happy. said that the descendants of the ancestor could let him do the work, and his ancestral grave would be smoking. ”

Fang Qiong stroked her beard and chattered with a smile, not answering the question of Gong Nian Huai positively, but Gong Nian Huai could hear it clearly. Like the use of torsion springs as opening members, there are not many. It's one thing to have a complicated process for making springs, and it should be mainly because the materials are rare.

"Uncle Fang, you haven't produced a copper plate for any of these things?" Gong Yi Nianhuai weighed it, if all these carpentry jobs came from the deer carpenter, how much blood would be obtained. Timbers such as Hainan yellow sandalwood and iron pear wood are rare in any era. Things are precious.

"Duh, your Uncle Fang will go and pick the mouth of a hard-working worker? Look at it, these timbers were collected by your Uncle Fang, and Lu Yiming also complained that your Uncle Fang looked down on him, and he also wanted to release the wood. Hehe, if it weren't for the fact that the whole village has become half of a forbidden land now, Lu Yiming wouldn't have left, so he would have to ask you for advice in person. ”

As soon as Fang Qiong mentioned the deer carpenter, she smiled and talked endlessly. I don't know if I got a cheap deal from Lu Yiming, or if I got the light of the descendants of the carpenter's ancestor of Gong Nian Huai, I was infinitely respected by the deer carpenter.

"Hehe, that's good. The little nephew is afraid that he will not be able to repay the favor of others. The craftsmanship of the deer carpenter is still there, and you can still take a look at this syringe. ”

Gong Yi Nianhuai beat a drum in his heart, if the deer carpenter came to ask him for carpentry work, he would be blind. How can there be craftsmanship in later generations, except for iron nails or iron nails, chainsaw cutting boards, electric planers, and nails, and it is done. Even the most basic mortise and tenon skills are not available to few carpenters.

"Nian Huai, what do these craftsmen value the most? Don't think they're sorry for confiscating the money, let me tell you, they don't know how to steal the fun behind their backs. Hehe, these people don't look honest and honest, but they are fine, no worse than businessmen. ”

Gong Nian Huai took out the syringe wrapped in layers of silk cloth from the box, while listening to Fang Qiong's chatter, hearing this, he couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Fang, why is this, don't they need money to do these handicrafts?" Then what they eat and drink, not everyone can be a living Lei Feng. ”

"Living Lei Feng? What is a living Lei Feng? Nian Huai, you really don't understand, or tease your Uncle Fang. What do they eat and drink? Isn't it just craftsmanship, look at it, Nianhuai, which one of the things you asked them to do is not new? It's a great opportunity for them to learn a craft. They not only practiced their craft, but also mastered the style that others did not understand, in the peers, they are the leaders, they have to walk sideways, and you and I have to walk sideways? They don't take our money, it's not that they lose, it's that they make a profit, they make a big profit. Nian Huai, why don't you do it yourself, what tools do you need, Uncle Fang has found it for you. These looks are spreading, don't you feel distressed? ”

As she spoke, Fang Qiong felt that her side had suffered a little, and began to ask her to do it herself, so that the fat and water would not flow into the fields of outsiders.

"Uncle Fang, a person is a piece of iron, how many nails can be twisted? We still have a lot of work here, are you willing to let your little nephew only be a carpenter? ”

Gong Nian Huai put the syringe wrapped in silk cloth on the wooden box and began to open it layer by layer, still having to deal with Fang Qiong.

"Yes. Miracle medicine, medicine for malaria, and a thousand miles of magic mirror, oh, I heard that you also got a kind of cannon, which can be operated by three people. You made it all up, no one can replace you, you can't really use you like a carpenter. Alas. Fang Qiong counted them one by one with his fingers, and sighed as he counted.

"There aren't enough people." Fang Qiong looked up at the roof, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Uncle Fang, this is the syringe made by the deer carpenter?"

"What's wrong, no?" When Fang Qiong heard this, she looked down at Xiang Gong and Nian Huai. "Nian Huai, I read it, but Uncle Fang doesn't understand how this syringe is injected, and he can't say one, two, three, the deer carpenter swears that it is made according to the paper you gave, and it will not be the same. Hmph, the deer carpenter dares to fool me, see if he can eat or carry it. Nianhuai, you say, what's wrong? Fang Qiong was anxious, angry, and angry.

"Uncle Fang, you misunderstood. When the little nephew wanted to make a syringe at that time, he didn't have hope, so he just gave it a try. The deer carpenter you found not only made it, but also made it so exquisitely, which opened the eyes of the little nephew. Tsk, this is a handicraft, and my little nephew is reluctant to use it as a syringe. ”