Fall In Love with the Technology Tree

The floor of the workshop is paved with bluestone, and the ground is dusty and sawdust, and people walk around in shoes. This kind of indoor is different from the dormitory area, and generally you cannot sit on your knees.

Therefore, the child Kong Mo saw was wearing short brown pants and sitting on a piece of wood. Her feet will be able to reach the ground, and the little clogs will slap the sides of the stakes.

"You are..." Kong Mo's eyes stopped on the pair of small clogs for a long time, and he couldn't take it away, and a strange feeling of unpleasantness had arisen in his heart.

Such a good sandalwood, he has only seen it in the Kong family.

Kong Mo's inner world was still pounding with thunder, and Craftsman Ai had brought a shaft and parts from the next door and tapped it on the loom.

"The sawdust in the weaving room must be cleaned. The more precise the instrument, the more afraid of dust." The child said.

Craftsman Ai kept on: "No."

The new reels are installed. Craftsman Ai ordered people to clean up the sanitation, and then shouted out the window, and the servants outside drove two cows and began to turn the big wooden plate. The big wooden plate affects the large gear covered with iron and wood, and the power is continuously introduced into the room. White cloth spits out of the machine.

Jiang Ai disconnects the kinetic energy connecting rod, and all parts of wire feeding, lead wire and cloth pressing stop working at the same time. This time the cloth met Craftsman Ai's expectations. He cut a strip from the cloth roll and held it to the child with both hands. The kid didn't even get up from the wood, he just stretched out his hand to take it.

"Whether the fabric is good or not, you have to make it into a dress to wear it. If you think it's okay, send it to the ready-to-wear department for them to cut the clothes. After the feedback comes back, you can decide whether to change it or not. "

You can't hear praise from the master's mouth, Jiang Ai is used to this, and his tone is equally flat. "promise."

"Wait...wait!" Kong Mo's mouth opened wide, so big that Ah Sheng was worried that his jaw would dislocate. "You...you, you...are the masters of the other courtyard?!"

A Sheng blinked: "You don't know?"

"I...why do I know...isn't this a secret..." Kong Mo's eyes looked erratic, probably lamenting his extraterrestrial master.

The craftsman Ai Jin showed kindness and introduced the newcomer: "This is Erlang of the Cao family, and the small forest courtyard is the property named by the deceased old master to Erlang."

"But...Astonian numbers..."

"Erlang had a vision when he was young, and he knew it from birth."

A Sheng gave a high five, interrupting the conversation between the two tech nerds. "If you don't want to stay here, it's too late to go back now. It's just that within ten years, you must not leave Qiao County, and you must not spread what you see here."

"No no no!" Kong Mo hurriedly knelt on the slate floor to salute her, "Mo has seen the lord."

He worshipped her with traditional literati etiquette, and it would be too arrogant to not respond. Ah Sheng had no choice but to kneel and sit upright on top of the wood, and replied with a salute, "Sir, please get up."

Kong Mo stood up in good manners, still maintaining a respectful posture with his hands folded in front of him: "Is there anything you can teach me, my lord?"

I have already called "the lord", and then I remembered to test the authenticity of the "prodigy", which is too big. Ah Sheng couldn't help but complain, but judging from his reaction, Kong Mo didn't have much insight into the world of people, which made her more favorable.

"In my mind, craftsmen are divided into upper, middle and lower grades. Those who are only satisfied with their craftsmanship, even if practice makes perfect, they are only inferior; Mid-grade; as for top-grade..." Ah Sheng took a deep breath, "Using technological progress to liberate productivity is top-grade."

Kong Mo only felt a turbulent heart rushing from his dantian to the top of his head: "Liberating productivity means..."

A Sheng smiled and pointed to the loom: "Less manpower, weaving more cloth is the liberation of productivity. To make everyone in the world have clothes and clothes, such craftsmen are not worthy of being called top quality. ?"

Understood. Kong Mo's eyes were full of small stars: "Everyone has clothes to wear, I really want to see such a grand scene. Probably the legendary Dao is in the world, and it's just like that."

At the end of October when the first snow fell, the concept loom of the first model was completed with the joint efforts of Craftsman Ai and Kong Mo. The corresponding price is that they use up all the cotton produced in the first year of planting.

A Sheng sighed deeply: "This is another winter without cotton coats."

Although the other courtyards have begun to use floor heating, the old house of the Cao family is still just as cold. With that stereotypical uncle Cao Kun there, she probably won't let her dig up the floor of the house. She can do whatever she wants on her own territory, but when she goes outside, she will inevitably be looked down upon.

On this issue, Cao Cao shares the same problem with her.

"The third uncle and the fourth uncle sued with their father, saying that I was a flying eagle and a lackey and ran rampant in the countryside." Cao Cao, who was already half auspicious, told his sister about his grievances, "I told A Yuan, A Dun and the others. Is there any problem with going hunting in winter?"

It is estimated that not only hunting, but also bringing dozens of teenagers to practice riding and shooting. But Ah Sheng must have nothing wrong with his brother: "When the geese fly south, the butterflies that are about to freeze to death in winter also dislike it for flying too high. If Brother has a goal in his heart, why should he be afraid of what the people on the road say? ?"

Cao Cao likes to listen to Ah Sheng swearing when he is happy. Connotation! The happy Cao Cao picked up his sister and turned around. "What if the third and fourth uncles don't like me? Can they really let Ade inherit the family business?"

"Brother, just keep calm. That one is anxious, after all... next month will be the third anniversary of grandfather." After the third anniversary, Hu may be pregnant. Competing for favor is also a big problem. Isn't it logical for Zhang to make Cao De more stable in Cao Song's mind?

The twins got together to discuss the plan to bully the two uncles for a while, and it was evening. As is customary, they brought dinner to their grandmother Wu in person.

In the deepest part of the central axis of the old house, there is a plum garden. The layout and scenery are almost the same as the plum garden in Luoyang. Since the arrival of Cao Song's edict of excommunication, the Wu family has been living in seclusion here, never leaving for half a step.

A Sheng and his brother were sitting on their knees under the ventilated porch, watching the old mama take the food box in and slammed the door.

Cao Cao saluted and shouted, "Grandma, grandma still doesn't want to see us?"

From inside, Mr. Wu's airy voice came out: "Today's steamed cakes are rough. The straw mushrooms are cold. What's the matter? Have you changed the cook?"

A Sheng quickly denied: "Grandma don't joke, my brother and I have personally confirmed the food for my grandmother."

Wu: "...Ruyi, you are more and more comprehensive."

A Sheng didn't dare to touch Wu's bad head, he pushed his brother and motioned him to continue.

Cao Cao talked about the grievances he suffered today. There are few servants in the plum garden, and the only few are die-hard Wu family members who are extremely tight-lipped, so the twins dare to say anything, including their malicious speculations about Zhang family.

Sure enough, Mr. Wu turned his anger away: "Sanlang was confused before, and now Shiro is confused with him! Song also put his head on the concubine's bed, Ahu is also useless."

A Sheng and Cao Cao said in unison: "I also invite my grandmother to come out."

"No!" Wu scolded, "Every one of them is a father, and they want their parents to pave the way for them? , it's just trash, just stay at home obediently, what kind of official is there?! Involve the ancestors' stuff!" She said with a cry, so that the twins dared not persuade them any more.

Wu scolded them all over the meal time, "You are eight years old, stand up by yourself, don't imitate your uncle father."

Come on, cool.

Wu didn't even attend Cao Teng's third anniversary ceremony, claiming to be ill. Her thinking is very radical in some places, such as not believing in ghosts and gods.

The twins had no choice but to mix with their father and stepmother. Filial piety is a happy event, and the young masters and mistresses of the Cao family are filled with joy. Hu opened the warehouse and took out bright silk fabrics to make clothes. She is already small, and she looks more alive in light red and light yellow clothes. Cao Song also praised her for being so good-looking.

"To open the door to entertain guests, take out the incense burner and set it up. Ding Yi is about to return to his hometown and is about to see his uncle, is Erlang happy?"

A Sheng nodded again and again: "I also asked my second uncle to bring me specialties from Jiaozhou." I don't know if there was any mature Champaign rice in Vietnam during this period. The ancestors are also good, and the more varieties are more convenient for breeding.

Hu's concern is another matter. "I asked Mrs. Xiahou to bring the little girl from the Ding family too." She covered her mouth and smiled, watching Cao Cao's reaction while laughing. "Is Dalang happy?"

Cao Cao was stunned: "What?"

"The little girl of the Ding family."

"Little girl?" Cao Cao frowned, "Can she shoot arrows on horseback?"

Hu looked as if a basin of cold water had been poured over her head: "Forget it, you are still young. You are ignorant."

Brother Geely refused to accept: "Why am I so ignorant? Little girl, can't you play with me?"

Hu was amused by him: "You are so good. After a few years, you will grow taller, and you will naturally be sensible."

A Sheng doesn't want to think about his brother's sexual education enlightenment, her focus is on growing up. "Brother can't go to bed late in the past few years. The diet should also be balanced, not just meat."

Cao Cao: "Huh?"

A Sheng said righteously: "picky eaters, staying up late, the president is not tall!" In addition to the two of them, a large number of people of the same age in the other courtyard are also entering puberty. It is impossible for all members to have milk, but some of the "first-term students" fell sick when they were wandering.

In everyone's expectation, the day of the Cao family banquet has arrived.

A Sheng and Cao Cao followed Cao Song at the door to welcome guests, so Cousin Ding got out of the car and they saw her. She is three years older than the twins. The eleven-year-old girl is already 1.4 meters tall. She looks like half an adult, with a very stable expression.