Chapter 41 Design
Xin Kun is a combination of a Chinese-style saber and a European-style saber, the European saber has a short handle and a handguard;
The handle of the Chinese-style chopping knife is longer, and in the Qing Dynasty, there was also a knuckle handle. Each section is three to four inches, and the blade form is many. For example, the Mongolian horse chopping knife is more like a Japanese-style saber, with a narrow blade, but there are two long blood grooves on the back of the knife, not for bloodletting, but in order to make the muscles contract, better enter the air, and be easier to pull out......
Originally, the club was the first to get together, and they were all fans of cold weapons. She's an anomaly, she just likes to turn stubborn iron into a plaything.
But there, it's not good to be too maverick, and she really learned a lot of things over the years.
For example, for the famous sabers in China and abroad, they all copied them according to the scale, found out their advantages and disadvantages, and then designed a saber that is said to combine all the advantages in one.
Of course, after the knife was made, a pig was hung and a big knife was used to cut horizontally, anyway, the pig was cut through, and everyone took a video to prove their success.
However, as soon as the video came out, there was also a message below. The gist of it is that the advantages and disadvantages of each knife must have a value for existence, and it cannot be generalized, and what may be a perfect knife for someone is not for others.
Everyone thought about it later, to put it bluntly, the weapon is an extension of the hand. For those who learn boxing, the hand is their weapon; And all the other tangible weapons, when your hands don't reach the goal, the weapon achieves. Then, the weapon should be like a prosthetic, something that allows the limbs to adapt the most and quickly integrate into one.
So the perfect knife is a joke, but the data is useful. Now, what she wants to fight is actually a knife suitable for Gu Hong.
This is also the reason why she had to let Gu Hong ride a horse to test the knife, measure his arms, and the length of his palms.
She needs to know that he uses the most suitable length, weight, and of course, the hand style he is used to, everyone's habit of holding a knife is different, and the handle that does not fit will be uncomfortable in the hand. All this, in fact, is reflected in the advantages of formulation. What she's giving him now is a customized experience.
She watched him play a whole set of knife skills outside, and let him ride a horse to show what he wanted to look like on the battlefield.
It's a pity that she can't record this with her phone. Otherwise, she wouldn't have to run back as fast as she could, recording all his habits.
Then design the knife that suits him best. Of course, she joins her hobbies, she loves only beautiful weapons.
She spent the whole afternoon writing and scratching on the long strip of steel, and no one knew what she was doing.
Including Xin Ye, even if Xin Ye has seen all the drawings, he still doesn't know what his granddaughter wants to do.
By dinner, she hadn't done anything.
"What were you doing in the afternoon?" At the dinner table, Guo Peng still squeezed to Xin Kun's side.
"Busy, are your flowers carved?" Xin Kun's mind was full of numbers, and he was actually a little tired at this time. When I saw Guo Peng, I subconsciously thought of his axe.
"It's carved, grandpa said you can make a holster, do you want to teach me?" Guo Peng looked at Xin Kun, the old man was going to do it himself, but Guo Peng still wanted Xin Kun to teach him.
"Yes, it's a no-brainer." Xin Kun nodded and took a bite of rice.
"Grandpa, why does your family like to eat wheat rice, this one loves to fart if you eat too much!" Silly Guo Peng was satisfied, but staring at Mai Fan, he couldn't help but look at the old man.
"I'll have to ask the cook." Lao Xin didn't know, and glanced sideways at Lao Li.
"Because we had a lot of wheat last year, we grinded flour to make pasta, and there were too many of us, and there was only one cook, and she couldn't do it. So add some rice, cook it into rice, and everyone will be full, and it won't be too troublesome. "Lao Li is in charge, of course he knows why.
With so many people, how many noodles do you have to roll out to eat noodles? There are also steamed steamed buns, which are really constantly kneading the dough every day, and the dough is gone. How can there be steamed rice quickly, and it also saves the manual cost of going to the mill.
"Why don't you invite more cooks?" Guo Peng looked at Xin Kun.
"Because I didn't come, my family didn't have any money." Xin Kun said very calmly and looked at Uncle Li, "When we get to the new place, invite two more people and eat better." ”
"Good!" Uncle Li nodded immediately, he didn't mind this at all, he received the IOU, he was not worried at all that he would not be able to recover the money, 10,000 taels, he felt that he could sit and eat for a lifetime.
"That is, you're going to eat this all the time before you move?" Guo Peng looked at her.
"It's healthy to eat this, very healthy." Xin Kun gave Guo Peng a roll of his eyes, but still used a big spoon to scoop a lot of vegetable soup for him. She didn't say that the vegetable soup was very unhealthy, with a lot of oil and salt, and the vegetables were overcooked, and there was no nutrition at all.
"But you're still like a bean tooth." Guo Peng snorted.
Xin Kun didn't want to speak, she was really tired, although she didn't use the hammer in the afternoon, she was tired.
At night, she was drawing lines in the room using the cowhide she had made, while Guo Peng was still sitting on the side and staring.
"Alright, you make a hole where I dotted. When it's ready, it's ready to go online. She smiled at him, then pointed to the door, meaning, he could go out.
"Brother Kun, you ......" Guo Peng has actually been entangled for a day, he was called 'dear', it is the first time he has been called so bluntly, mainly because why he seems to be so calm or careless.
"I'm going to water the ground." She saw that it was really not early, and if she didn't pour out the water today, the women in the village would definitely start scolding tomorrow.
Sometimes she wants to dig a ditch behind every kitchen, and if there is water in it, let them pour it in, and the water in the ditch can be channeled into the ground.
But soon, that idea was gone. Digging ditches is a trivial matter, but the water flow is not concentrated or large, so it is easy to cause blockages and mosquito breeding.
"Still going to work so late?" Guo Peng was stunned, he really didn't expect Xin Kun to go out to carry water.
"On that day, the monk hit the heavenly bell." Xin Kun was also helpless, but she still jumped up and went out with a flat pole and a large pouring bucket. These days, she is really getting used to carrying water every day, and she just thinks it is a daily exercise. Aside from the frayed skin on her shoulders, she really felt like she was getting used to it.
Guo Peng felt that he couldn't let Xin Kun do such heavy work, but Gu Hong returned to the county seat, and there were guards on the side, but Xin Kun didn't let him call, this was her own work, why let the guards do it? Guo Peng could only go up by himself, carry it by himself, pour the bucket heavily, and water all the land in the order of Xin Kun.