Chapter 160: Sense of Ritual
In short, "...
Okay, I confirmed the eyes, it was the existence that she was reluctant to spend money on.
withdrew his hand, and in short, he ruthlessly beckoned Tang Zhen and them to leave.
Everyone, "...
"Not looking?"
"Nope."
Jian Yan shook his head, "It doesn't belong to me to keep watching." โ
That's true.
So, seven people and one rabbit left the open-air warehouse and entered the maintenance room.
The maintenance room is a surprisingly large chase room, as chaotic as in an open-air warehouse.
Everywhere there are tools for maintenance and modification, as well as equipment that needs to be repaired, maintained, and modified.
Zhou Ying is the head of the maintenance center, and he is not busy.
In short, they followed the direction pointed out by the maintenance soldiers, and found him lying on the ground overhauling a small warship.
"Old Zhou, come out."
The maintenance soldier will wear soundproof earmuffs when working, the sound of the tools and the noise of starting the equipment during the maintenance process are too loud, and the ears cannot resist without soundproof earmuffs.
Tang Zhen, who knew this very well, bent down and patted Zhou Ying's leg while shouting.
Feeling the movement coming from his legs, Zhou Ying put down the maintenance tools in his hand, and then took off the soundproof earmuffs and moved out from under the battleship.
"How do you guys..."
Before he could say the two words, Zhou Ying saw Daddy Rabbit and Jian Yan, and immediately smiled and opened his eyes and pushed away Tang Zhen, who was in front of him, stretched out his hand towards Jian Yan, "Miss Jane, you are really good." โ
"It's the same first time to be a human being, and you have also received twelve years of compulsory education in the empire, why do you have to be so good at knowing that the Zerg can eat it, and there will be so many practices."
"Miss Jane, you're amazing, the Zerg make it so delicious!"
Jian Yan shook his hand with a smile, said modestly, and went straight to the point, "Major Zhou, I won't tell you, we came here to ask for help this time." โ
Zhou Xuan, "ยทยทยท"
"If we can help, we will definitely help, right..."
In Jian Yan's bright eyes, Zhou Ying said embarrassedly, "We won't be insects, so I guess we won't be able to help Miss Jian." โ
Jian Yan smiled, "You really can't help as a worm at the moment, but you can make kitchen utensils." โ
Hearing the word kitchenware, Zhou Ying thought of the huge flower skin pot strangely.
He looked deeply at the little girl in front of him, looked at her smiling eyes, and was a little surprised, "A flower skin pot is not enough for you?" โ
"It's not a flower skin pot."
Jian Yan hurriedly waved his hand, "It's another kitchenware, I have drawings here, Major Zhou will see if he can help make it." โ
Zhou Xuan suddenly realized, and then stretched out his hand towards Jian Yan, "Look at the drawings first." โ
Jian Yan immediately pulled the drawing out of the light brain.
Because she is not a professional, she does not know the detailed parameters of the rice cooker, oven, microwave, pressure cooker, etc., only the size and shape.
The drawings also focus on the shape and size depicted, and as for the functions to be possessed by these kitchen utensils, she made detailed marks with words.
There were a total of forty-five drawings, Zhou Ying looked at them one by one, discussed with Jian Yan one by one to understand her ideas, and took out the paper and pen in the pocket of the overalls to record them.
Jian Yan saw this pen and paper that was completely out of line with the characteristics of the times, and his eyes were surprised.
"He likes and is used to using pen and paper to make notes, saying that it is so ritualistic." Luoyang, who saw her eyes, explained.
In short, I don't know how to record things with pen and paper, how to get along with the sense of ritual.