Chapter 2 Wheelchairs
"Liang Wu, can you inquire about the following?" Liang Teng sat upright in the study, holding a bamboo slip in his hand without raising his head.
"Lord Postmaster!" Liang Wu bowed his head and bent down respectfully, "The little one has been knocking on the side for the past few days, and he hasn't found anything suspicious. It is basically certain that this person has nothing to do with the Pang Li bandits. ”
"Hmm~" Liang Teng nodded slightly, "Then rest assured! take care of him for a while and give him some money away!"
"Yes!"
Liang Mansion Room.
After lying in bed for five days, Ning Ze's injuries improved slightly. The physical strength that had originally fallen to more than 20 points has recovered to 51 points.
Dr. Yan's medical skills are indeed powerful.
No one usually comes to the guest room, only Liang Wu, who is in charge of taking care of him, and Dr. Yan, who sees a doctor, and Liang Teng has only seen him.
The Liang Mansion seems to be very busy, and no one pays attention to small people like him.
Of course, when Liang Wu took care of himself, he knocked on the side every day to find out the information, and Ning Ze knew it. With an IQ advantage of 80 points, plus two golden fingers to defend impenetrable.
For an otaku who is accustomed to surfing the Internet every day, it is actually very unaccustomed to surviving in such a backward feudal society and not being able to access any modern technology.
Every day, I habitually look for my phone, and then I remember that I didn't bring it with me. Even if you bring it, you can't get on the Internet.
Dry, boring, boring.
There is nothing to do yet, so I can only lie down stupidly to recuperate, if it weren't for Liang Wu to accompany me to talk, and use the virtual map to study and study the intelligence layout of this world, I might go crazy.
The information of the generals in the city cannot be queried, but there is a Liang Teng and a self in Huajun.
It seems that only generals who have met or met will appear in the information.
If you don't have this restriction, you can check all the generals' information from city to city every day, let alone five days, fifty days will not be boring.
It's about to rust when lying down, and if you don't find something to consume time, you really can't stand it.
"Liang Wu!"
"Eh, do you want to be complimentary?" Liang Wu immediately came over when he heard the call, "I'll bring the pot?"
He thought that Ning Ze was going to go to the toilet, so he was going to go to the night pot.
"No, no, no," seeing that he misunderstood Ning Ze, he hurriedly said, "It's sunny today, I want to go out and bask in the sun." ”
"But Dr. Yan asked you to recuperate in bed......"
"I'm getting moldy. Ning Ze smiled, "It's just basking in the sun at the door, can you help me?"
"That'...... Okay!" Liang Wu thought for a moment, came over to help Ning Ze get out of bed, and cautiously came to the courtyard.
Since I came to Liang Mansion, it was the first time I saw the scenery outside the house, and I felt that the air was much fresher, and it was refreshing under the warm sun.
Liang Wu helped Ning Ze to the middle of the courtyard and stopped at the sunniest position. There is a stone table and two stone benches here, surrounded by gorgeous peach blossoms and a pleasant scenery.
The fly in the ointment is that a dismantled carriage is piled up in the corner, ruining the picture.
Seeing his eyes fall on the carriage, Liang Wu said: "This is the old cart that Lord Inspector Post has replaced, and it is ready to be dismantled and used as firewood." It's just that there are a lot of things to do today, so I don't have time to deal with them for the time being. ”
"Is that so?" Ning Ze looked at the two wooden wheels that were still intact, thoughtfully.
"Then you bask in the sun here, and I'll clean up first. ”
"Wait a minute!" An idea appeared in Ning Ze's mind, and he immediately turned around, "This carriage is useless, right? There should be no shortage of firewood in the house, can you give it to me?"
"Huh?" Hearing this, Liang Wu looked surprised, "This carriage is already dilapidated and unusable." Besides, you don't have ......."
"I want to make a wheelchair. Ning Ze said, "When the time comes, you can walk around without your support." It's boring to lie in bed every day, and I'm embarrassed to ask you to help me walk around. ”
"Wheel...... Wheelchair?" Liang Wu looked dazed, he didn't know what a wheelchair was.
"Yes, wheelchair! If you can, lend me a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. ”
"This ...... I have to ask the Postmaster, please wait!"
"Good!"
Liang Wu left Ning Ze behind and hurriedly left the courtyard.
Ning Ze sat in this picturesque courtyard, starving at the broken carriage and studying how to design a wheelchair in his mind.
There is no concept of breakfast here, every day is one meal at noon and one meal at night.
However, as an otaku who has been in front of the computer all year round, it is also customary to be hungry for breakfast.
I also eat on time occasionally when I go to work.
After a while, Liang Wu returned to the courtyard and brought the four treasures of the study.
However, instead of paper, it is the bamboo slips worn together: "The post superintendent agreed, but the rice paper is too expensive, and it is rarely used in the house, so the bamboo slips should be okay, right?"
"It's okay! I'm grateful to be able to lend it to me. Ning Ze nodded and smiled, helping me put it on the table.
"Yes......"
"By the way, Liang Wu, do you know how to do simple carpentry?"
"No, do you want to invite Uncle Liu over? He was a carpenter. ”
"Is it convenient?"
"I'll have to ask the Postmaster!"
"Wouldn't it be troublesome? I was supposed to do it myself, but the injuries didn't heal......"
"Wait here, I'll go and ask Lord Postmaster!"
"Tired!"
Liang Wu left for a while, and about ten minutes later, he brought back a lean old man, who was also from Liang's mansion.
Liang Teng is very talkative, after all, his character is 72 points, and his personality is also straightforward.
Uncle Liu came here and listened to Ning Ze's general explanation of the shape and structure of the wheelchair, so he knew it in his heart. While he was drawing, he first went to dismantle the carriage and prepare the materials.
With the cooperation of a professional carpenter, Ning Ze gave full play to his own expertise and gradually drew the overall structure of the wheelchair and the drawings of various parts. I did this before the crossing, who would have thought that the online alone during the holiday would cause sudden death?
In half a day, Uncle Liu made the wooden wheelchair parts according to the pattern, and after assembling it, a simple wooden wheelchair was born.
I felt good in a wheelchair with the help of Liang Wu. It's quite convenient to go around the courtyard by yourself.
With this, it will be easy to walk around by yourself or Liang Wu to help push it. Don't worry about mold lying inside the house.
Probably curious about Ning Ze doing such strange things, after listening to Liang Wu and Uncle Liu's reports, Liang Teng invited him to the study to talk.
Originally, it would not disturb his recuperation, and with a wheelchair that can move freely, there is no scruples.
So Liang Wu pushed the wheelchair, took Ning Ze to the study, and helped him into it.
"Lord Postmaster!" Seeing the life-saving benefactor again, Ning Ze gave a salute under Liang Wu's support.
"Little brother, you're welcome!" Liang Teng hurriedly waved his hand to stop, and his eyes fell on the wheelchair outside the door, "I didn't expect you to have such an ingenious idea, it's amazing!"
"Lord Postmaster smiled!" After Ning Ze sat down, Liang Wu took the initiative to exit the study and closed the door.
"Looks like the little brother is recovering well?"
"Thank you, Lord Postmaster!"
"Doctor Yan has the best medical skills in our Huaxian County, and the wounded soldiers in the army are all treated by him!" Liang Teng said with a smile, "The Yan family's ancestral wound medicine has a first-class effect, and the effect is amazing!"
That's right, it's only five days to recover so much, you can be called a miracle doctor.
"Speaking of which, I don't know what my little brother does! Look at your craft, ancestral carpenter?" Liang Teng looked at him curiously.
Through the communication with Liang Wu, Ning Ze knew that the status of craftsmen in this world was not high. Therefore, he shook his head: "I have been studying since I was a child, and my ancestors have never produced craftsmen." Just like to do something, that's all!"
"Oh, little brother has read?"
"Yes!"
"I don't know what scriptures and meanings are being read, who is the teacher?"
"Ze has been familiar with Sun Tzu's Art of War and Thirty-six Strategies since he was a child, and his parents passed it on. This is true, as a teacher, his parents have cultivated his hobbies since he was a child, reading ancient texts and practicing calligraphy are essential lessons, and this Sun Tzu's Art of War and Thirty-six Strategies are just the two most memorable for Ning Ze.
"Sun Tzu's Art of War, Thirty-six Strategies?" Liang Teng looked dazed, "Who made it up, Liang has never heard of." ”
Also, this world is not Earth.
Ning Ze immediately replied: "It's the ancestral inheritance of my Ning family." ”
"These two volumes sound like military books?"
"Exactly!"
"Little brother, you might as well talk about the content of these two military books......" Liang Teng was obviously interested in military books, and at the same time had the intention of testing him.
Just before Ning Ze could speak, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and at the same time, someone knocked on the door: "Father, urgent military situation!"
"Come in!" Liang Teng instantly became serious and sat upright.
The door of the study was pushed open, and a young man who looked about the same age as Ning Ze hurriedly came in, and came to the front of the case in three or two steps: "Pang Lishan......"
As soon as he spoke, he found Ning Ze sitting on the left, so he stopped and looked at Liang Teng with a puzzled gaze.
Father: Is he Liang Teng's son?
looks like he is about the same age as himself after the crossing, that is to say, Liang Teng has a son at the age of sixteen or seventeen?
After looking closely, a message appeared in front of him:
【Military General】Liang Kai, male, 17 years old
[Affiliation] Dacheng [Loyalty] 70 [Official Position] Military Prince
[Stamina] 80 [Brawn] 40
[Intelligence] 60 [Politics] 10
[Command] 34 [Rende] 50
[Class] Spearman C, Archer D
[Stunt] Negotiation Lv. 1
【Personal Information】Liang Teng's eldest son, with a calm personality.
is really Liang Teng's son, or the eldest son. So, Liang Teng has more than one son?
At the age of thirty-four, his son is as old as himself, amazing!
Before the crossing, it was the age gap that could be a buddy!
Liang Kaidi's gaze stayed on Ning Ze, he knew that this person was rescued by his father when he was patrolling, and everyone saw him when he carried him home, but he was in a coma at that time. At present, how can the military situation be in front of outsiders......
Liang Teng understood his son's concerns, and it was impossible for him to leak the military information in front of outsiders, so he turned to Ning Ze: "Little brother, there is something urgent here, why don't you talk about it tomorrow?"
"Okay!" Ning Ze smiled and nodded.
"Liang Wu!"
"Lord Postmaster!" Liang Wu hurriedly pushed the door in, respectfully.
"You send the little brother back to the house to rest!"
"Yes!" Liang Wu came to Ning Ze and carefully helped him up.
"That's right!" Seeing Liang Wu helping Ning Ze to the threshold, Liang Teng suddenly remembered something, "Little brother, can you borrow that wheelchair diagram to take a look?"
"My lord has saved my life, what is the mere drawing?" Ning Ze turned around, "Let Liang Wu send it in a moment." ”