To Four Thousand Years Later

"Gift?" Lorenzo asked curiously, "What gift?" "Leonardo pondered for a while when he heard the words, and replied: "You should have seen it. Lorenzo asked in surprise.

Leonardo turned around. He said softly to Yastaru: "You rest for a while, I will take Lorenzo downstairs to have a look.

"Yes, my lord."

Yastaru responded softly with a soft and harmless voice. Leonardo nodded, and he picked up a long windbreaker that he sewed himself out of the best woolen fleece himself. Lorenzo couldn't help but take a second look at the gorgeous and luxurious novelty of the clothes. It's Leonardo.

Lorenzo sighed habitually in his heart.

There, he came across some particularly stylish sweaters in Leonardo's wardrobe. The pattern is extremely complicated and luxurious, with an alternative shape, fine stitches, and soft texture. In Sardinia, where the machine-made textile and printing and dyeing industries are the most developed, handmade woolen sweaters are usually only worn by poor people—not counting the special styles made by master tailors.

With the introduction of the cotton crop from the Americas a hundred years ago, and relying on the silk weaving technology learned from the East, Sardinia soon developed the technology of cotton cloth. Coupled with the development of the modern chemical industry, it is the splicing and use of fur, silk, cotton, linen, plush and other tailoring materials from all over the world that gave birth to the name of Sardinia, a major textile country. Compared with these advanced fabrics, wool sweaters can smell very strong and heavy if they are not handled well, and they are too rough compared with silk and cotton.

So Lorenzo basically never wore a sweater before. Because it doesn't suit his identity.

But when he saw Leonardo's light, soft and fashionable sweaters, he couldn't help being moved. I asked Leonardo, "Which master tailor made this sweater?" Then he got the expected answer: "Ah? I lied to this when I was killing time. Which one do you like? Just take it away.

It's Leonardo.

Lorenzo couldn't help sighing like this at the time.

Just a game to pass the time. He is more proficient than others who have studied the craft for half a lifetime. It should be said that this world is really unfair. Or is it fortunate that there is only one monster like Leonardo, but after Lorenzo praised Leonardo so much. His answer silenced Lorenzo.

Leonardo said to him at that time, "If possible, I would like everyone to be like me. That is not to mention some hypocritical self-effacing words. Lorenzo was in Leonardo at that time, He could only see an indescribable loneliness and hope. It was at that time that he thoroughly recognized the decisive gap between himself and Leonardo.

I am a person living in this era. And Leonardo just happened to be born in this era.

The reason why Leonardo was never afraid of death was because he lived outside time, outside the world...his time had not yet come. Some people live after death is worthy of Leonardo.

Lorenzo was thinking about what happened before, so he followed Leonardo downstairs.

After leaving the enchantment, the sound of knocking, mowing, and steam came suddenly, and the ground seemed to be shaking with ups and downs.

He frowned slightly: "Where are we going? Is it far from here?

"You don't need to go out...you see, this is it.

Leonardo said casually, and pushed open a door.

This is an independent compartment of about twenty square meters. In Leonardo's studio... or in the laboratory, there are many such compartments, the only difference is the facilities inside and the sign at the door. This is why Lorenzo would call Leon loudly when he was in the hall. The reason for Nadeau's name. If Leonardo is squatting in a certain compartment, he really can't find it...

There is no one else in this compartment, only a machine that is erected. That was the appearance of the blueprint that Lorenzo had seen in the lobby—it had three huge black tires nearly one meter high, streamlined metal body armor, and a pair of handles that looked like antelope horns. It looked like a strange horse with steel flesh and blood. It is being quietly mounted on the table, keeping the three front, two and rear tires from touching the ground. The armor on one side is opened, and there are only some tubular machines inside. It looks like the abdomen has been cut open to dry out the internal organs. so-so. Lorenzo couldn't help the curiosity in his heart. Repeatedly asked: "What is it called? Is it some kind of new machine you invented? What is this wheel? Is it some kind of jade?"

"It's called rubber, a material from the New World. It was introduced to Sardinia this year, so it's still a novelty.

Leonardo replied. Lorenzo asked with some doubts. Leonardo shrugged: "I'm waiting for my fruit to bloom. There are two ways to wait, one is to wait in vain and do nothing; the other is to push things forward while waiting. I prefer Leaning towards the latter. Leonardo and Lorenzo set their sights on the motorcycle: "Because it can also be used to make airships. And the price of rubber is much cheaper than beef intestines. "

…It sounds pretty good.

Lorenzo patted Leonardo on the shoulder with a smile, and hugged him: "I said, Leonardo, when can you make it? I can't wait to tame this iron horse Leon Naduo replied coldly: "And if you don't answer my question, it's not clear whether it belongs to you or not. "

"Of course I can figure it out, but I have to go back now and write the letter while I can remember. Otherwise, it will be bad if I miss something."

Lorenzo shrugged. Pointing to his head: I can remember about two hours. But if you talk too much to me, I might not be able to remember the contents of the letter.

"Then get out, you idiot." Leonardo curled his lips: "Remember not to come to me this week, I'm going out to do some... well, experiments.

"Sounds like you need my help?

"Phoenix will come with me, so no worries.

Leonardo pushes Lorenzo away. He said coldly: "Since you can't remember, you can go back—I want to catch up with my wife.

"Okay, okay... remember to write to me when you come back. I won't bother you recently.

Lorenzo shrugged and left in a hurry.

Leonardo glanced at Lorenzo's back, and reached out to touch the rubber tire of the motorcycle behind him. Show a satisfied smile. It's great to be able to get the rubber in this time frame.