Zhu Zhu looked at Yan Ming suspiciously, a little disbelieving.

He pondered it for a long time, but he couldn't perfect this idea to the satisfaction, Yan Ming only glanced at it, and said that it could be improved?

He's not bragging, is he?

hesitated for a moment, but Zhu Zhu still didn't express his concerns, walked two steps with Yan Ming, and saw a store selling the four treasures of the study, and immediately walked in.

"Yo, Yan catches quickly, rare guests, please come in!"

The shopkeeper hurriedly came to greet him in person, still a little worried.

Not long ago, this shop was still Han Yuanzhai, Wei Jin's industry.

It's just that after Wei Jin's accident, he was taken over by Hao Yuanwai of Feilong Valley, and now his name has been changed to Han Moxuan.

"Excuse me, borrow a pen and paper."

Hearing this, the shopkeepers in the store immediately breathed a sigh of relief and immediately brought the things.

The guy was very discerning and sharpened the ink on the side, and several people gathered nearby.

"Is Yan Zhu about to write something?"

"It's been so long, and I've never seen Yan Hunting Fast's Mobao."

"Let me look up and look at ......"

Several people discussed in low voices, stretching their necks.

Yan Ming recalled the appearance of the bicycle in his previous life, combined with Zhu Zhu's drawings, and then put pen to paper.

Soon, he drew a rough outline from memory.

Two wheels, plus beams, handlebars, forks, seats, and a prototype is formed.

The essence is the transmission device of the pedal and crank connecting rod, of course, Yan Ming is not professional in doing this, but it is very rough with memory, but it probably means that there is.

In my own world, when the bicycle first came out, it was only a simple wooden structure, with no steering or drive, and it only slid forward with pedals, and if it changed direction, it had to move like getting down.

Therefore, the structure drawn by Yan Ming, although rough and inaccurate, is already a mature idea after nearly a century of continuous changes.

Finally finished painting, Yan Ming looked at it, but still shook his head.

It seems that I really don't have this talent, but fortunately it's a bicycle, which is blind if I am a little more professional and delicate.

Also confused were the onlookers and the shopkeeper and the guys.

Everyone looked at each other, all with the same expressions, and they couldn't understand what it was at all.

"It's not a word, it doesn't seem to be an animal, what kind of mess is it?"

But this is painted by Yan Yukuai, and it can't be said that it is bad.

I want to praise a couple of sycophants, but I don't know where to start.

Just when everyone was silent, Zhu Zhu next to him suddenly howled.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

Zhu Zhu's eyes were full of brilliance, and he snatched the crooked painting and put it in front of him to study it carefully.

"Yes, the two wheels were supposed to be put like this...... Here I was clever and was able to turn ...... But how can it be done here? ”

Zhu Zhu was completely selfless, and he was talking to himself on the side.

Sometimes surprised, sometimes confused, scratching his head.

Several of the guys in the store were even more confused.

Where did this strange guy come from? What did he see?

Yan Ming thanked the shopkeeper for two sentences, let them do their own things, and left them alone, and a few people dispersed.

After a long while, Zhu Zhu, who was immersed in it, gradually came back to his senses, and when he looked up and saw Yan Ming, he scratched his head apologetically.

"It's no wonder that Yan catches quickly, sometimes I get distracted when I think about things."

"But you're a clever idea! Oops, wonderful, wonderful! I'll have to go back and give it a try. ”

"Yan Zhukuai, do you have any other similar ideas?"

"There are some ......"

"Seriously!"

Zhu stopped and suddenly became eager, his eyes flashing.

"I'm going to find an inn to live in, and I'm going to have a long talk with Yan Zhu!"

Zhu Zhu said firmly.

He seems to have found a confidant in this Seven Heroes Town.

You have to know a lot of your own thoughts, even Lu Xiaofeng only understands, but it is difficult to communicate with each other, but he and Yan Ming have a sense of sympathy for the first time.

Seeing Zhu Zhu's excited appearance, Yan Ming silently apologized for borrowing the wisdom of his predecessors.

"But Boss Zhu, I still have to patrol the streets, which is not very convenient at this time."

Yan Ming reminded.

"That's right!"

Zhu stopped and patted his head.

"Such a good idea, you can't get it easily, Yan Catch, you make a price, I can give as much as you want, or if you have anything to do, I can help you make it, it will be counted as a reward."

Yan Ming was waiting for this sentence.

"Yes!"

He has recently been trying to renovate his prison, and he has already worked a lot.

But a lot of money was spent, and the final result was never satisfactory.

It just so happened that Zhu stopped there, and there were some places where he could help.

The prison made by Zhu Xu, the master of the Luban Divine Axe Gate and the boss of the magic hand, will be used to detain prisoners in the future, which is exciting to think about!

In the film and television plot adapted from the legend of Lu Xiaofeng, the Hua family, who is rich in the world, and the authentic secret room where the treasures are stored was built by Zhu Zhu, who trapped many masters and almost suffocated them to death.

It shows that Zhu stopped very well.

Let the dignified Luban God Axe Sect Master, the world's first craftsman work for himself, this opportunity is not something anyone can have!

Yan Ming said this idea again, and Zhu Zhu immediately agreed.

He also thought that the renovation of the town's prison was a bit interesting before, and now he can study it in depth, so why not?

The two hit it off.

Soon, Zhu Zhu stayed at the Tongfu Inn.

After solving this matter, Yan Ming was in a good mood and continued to patrol the streets to repair the point.

At this time, Li Dazui walked out of the inn with a few dishes.

Some of the dishes just cooked, the guests ran away, threw them away and wasted the food.

As soon as I came out, I saw a little beggar nesting in the corner next to the inn.

Usually this is Xiaomi's territory, but now Xiaomi has long gone to the door of Yihong Mansion to gnaw chicken legs.

Li Dazui looked at it and found that the little beggar was not very old, maybe only a teenager, unkempt and cowering.

But if you look closely, his facial features covered by the sludge are not bad, and he can vaguely see that he is very delicate and exquisite, vaguely noble, but he looks like the son of a big family is in trouble.

"This kid, it's so pitiful, maybe something has happened in the family."

Li Dazui walked over.

"Child, I haven't seen you before, I'm from out of town, these things are for you to eat."

The little beggar was startled, but seeing that Li Dazui didn't look like a bad guy, he took the thing and ate it in a big gulp.

Obviously starving.

Although the food was a little salty, it didn't matter to him who had been hungry for a long time, but felt very satisfied.

"Eat slowly, don't choke."

Li Dazui explained two words and left, just as Xiaomi came over with a full burp.

"Hey, you guy, we're both peers, why are you still stealing my position! Let's Jean! ”

As he spoke, Millet sat down beside the little beggar without saying anything.

"You're not a brother in my gang, you don't seem to know the rules, I'll teach you, you can't just ask for food in our town, when you score."

As he spoke, a resident walked by and threw a penny to Millet.

"Hey, stop, stop!"

Millet immediately threw the penny back to him.

"Today is the fifteenth, every fifteenth day of the new year, this beggar rests and does not work."

"Whoa, starve to death!"

The resident walked away with a look of disgust on his face.

Millet raised her chin at the little beggar next to her.

"Got it? You see how chic I am, or you will join my beggar gang, how about I be your introducer, keep it so that you can go straight to three bags within a year! ”

The little beggar was resigned, and he held back for a long time before shaking his head.

"Don't."

"Hey, I heard you have a southern accent, from Fuzhou, right? We also have brothers over there in our gang, and I can tell you about it right away. ”

"Don't be afraid, Seven Heroes Town is a good place, it won't bully people, do you see the one with the knife, that is, we Yan Catch fast, people are old, if you have anything, you can tell him, he will definitely be able to help you."

Millet babbled to introduce the little beggar.