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Chapter Nineteen, The Cradle

Zhang Mingxuan asked, "Do you have charcoal here?"

Master Zhang nodded and said, "Yes, when we craftsmen work, they often need to mark some sizes and positioning, so the brush is very inconvenient. We just use charcoal to make the pen and cannot reach the elegant hall."

Really? Zhang Mingxuan has made no charcoal and plans to burn and use it now. I didn’t expect it to be true!

Master Zhang said, "Please wait a moment! I'll go and get it now." Master Zhang got up and was about to leave.

Zhang Mingxuan hurriedly shouted, "Please take some more paper." Master Zhang nodded to show his understanding.

After a while, Master Zhang walked in with a stack of paper and a few charcoal pens, which had been sharpened.

Zhang Mingxuan took the paper and pen, spread the paper on the table, thought for a while and began to draw a very abstract work of art on the paper, which was about four pillars supporting a horizontal column in the middle, and a large round frame was hung under the horizontal column.

Zhang Mingxuan's mouth twitched a few times as he looked at his work, and said embarrassedly: "This is not very good."

Zhang Mingxuan quickly pointed to the drawing and explained: "The four pillars should be the same length, and the bottom should be separated to serve as a support. It is best to install a pulley at the bottom of the pillar to facilitate movement. The middle beam should be firm, and the one hanging below is a small bed, connected by four iron chains to the beam, which can be shaken left and right."

Master Zhang looked at the drawings and listened to Zhang Mingxuan's explanation, and said, "I probably know what you mean."

A green light burst out from his hand, and the green light directly formed a simple cradle and appeared in front of him. Master Zhang frowned and filled it out, and added several support points to connect it between the columns. The area where the chains and the beams were connected was added. Many details were changing, becoming more reasonable and more polished.

Zhang Mingxuan was stunned. This is a three-dimensional projection? I saw three-dimensional projection in ancient times, which is too unscientific!

Zhang Mingxuan asked, "This...what is this?"

Master Zhang smiled proudly and said, "Lu Ban's technique! The magic handed down by the craftsman Lu Ban, can only be understood by the carpenter master who has entered the Tao from his skills in front of the statue of Lu Ban's ancestor."

The indescribable pride in my eyes seemed to be a very great achievement to become a carpenter master.

Zhang Mingxuan is already desperate about this world. His three views have been destroyed and he cannot be ruined anymore. He has literary talent and Luban skills as a carpenter. Is it printing and printing? Don’t say it, it’s really possible! Otherwise, the woodblock printing last time would have been too fast! It’s so extraordinary to print a hundred volumes in just one cup of tea!

"Okay!" Master Zhang clapped his hands and looked at an exquisite cradle floating in the air with satisfaction.

Each column is carved with a green vine tangled upwards, and four green vines have a few small flowers on the beam. There are also a few birds standing on the beam. The bird's eyes are clever and magical, like living things. The shaker is even more cute and interesting. The pink tone looks very warm and loving, with smooth polishing on the edges and a circle of beautiful petals carved on the edges.

Master Zhang proudly introduced: "The inside of the bird on the beam is empty. When the wind blows, the wind will make a sound similar to a real bird when passing through the inner cavity. Of course, if it is noisy, it can also be removed and can be disassembled. The mechanism is on the feet of the bird. I plan to make the bed with clouds. The clouds are born in the sea of ​​clouds. The color is like colorful clouds, tough and soft. Lying on it is like lying in the clouds, comfortable and safe. You can choose the color!"

Zhang Mingxuan said happily: "If you don't need to change it, pink is very good. How long will it take to make it?"

Master Zhang stroked his beard and said, "I like your design very much, and it should be a big seller. This time I will personally help you make one, for about a quarter of an hour!"

"How long? A quarter of an hour?" Zhang Mingxuan asked in surprise.

Master Zhang frowned and said, "Do you think it's slow? You can still get faster, but the details may not be handled well."

Zhang Mingxuan waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Don't be slow, don't be slow! You can do whatever you want."

Master Zhang said with satisfaction: "Young Master, take a break! I'll go out first."

After Master Zhang left, Zhang Mingxuan said to himself: "Compared with these people who know immortal arts, the machines in their previous lives felt weak!"

Zhang Mingxuan couldn't sit still after sitting for a while. He had no computer or cell phone, so boring! He ran out again and didn't see Master Zhang in the work area outside. Maybe a master like him has his own work space!

Zhang Mingxuan walked through the workplace, walked directly out of the wood factory, and returned to the bookstore.

Boss Wu has returned to the store again, and there is a stack of brand new books next to the counter.

Boss Wu saw Zhang Mingxuan and smiled and said, "Young Master Zhang, how are you shopping? Are you interested?"

Zhang Mingxuan replied with a smile: "It's not bad! I made a small thing from the wood factory next to me."

Boss Wu nodded, and did not ask what Zhang Mingxuan did, saying to Zhang Mingxuan: "The last time I printed "Zhu Xian", one hundred copies have been printed."

Zhang Mingxuan came to the front of the new book with great interest, opened it from the corners of the bundling and looked at it. It was not bad, better than he thought. This time the paper looked dark yellow, rough, and the single handwriting was clear, and the hardness was OK.

Zhang Mingxuan raised his thumbs up to Boss Wu and said, "The speed is so fast."

Boss Wu smiled and said, "The new book needs to be waited for a while, because it needs a new carving, so the speed is slower."

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Zhang Mingxuan thought for a while and said, "After the carving board is ready, please save the template, and you will print it frequently in the future."

Boss Wu paused and said with a bitter face: "Young Master Zhang, if you print it frequently in the future, this price."

"The price is easy to negotiate, and I will definitely not lose money to you."

Boss Wu muttered: "I hope!"

Zhang Mingxuan didn't hear anything Boss Wu muttering, leaned on the counter and started talking nonsense with Boss Wu. With his years of experience in watching novels on the Internet and watching TV, Boss Wu was stunned.

Zhang Mingxuan splashed with saliva and said with a smile: "I'll tell you! If you want to say that this red gourd is amazing, it will turn into a child with a small gourd on his head after landing. This child is called Dawa. The big baby has great power and can become big and shrink. The big can carry the mountain and the mountain can pass the bee chamber to cross the bee chamber to overcome the ant hole... Finally, the seven gourd babies turned into a colorful mountain and suppressed the snake demon at the bottom of the mountain."

After hearing this, Boss Wu shook his head and said, "Jinghuh! How could a fairy get the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun? If it was really Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace, it would be more precious than the seven-heart pill. It is not something that a little monster can get close to, nor is it that a Vajra Gourd Kit can overturn it."

At this time, Gao Shan walked out from behind with two stacks of books, and smiled at Boss Wu and said, "Boss! The books have been printed."

Boss Wu said to Zhang Mingxuan and said, "Give it to him!"

After contacting Zhang Mingxuan during this period, he can also be regarded as knowing Zhang Mingxuan's personality. He is familiar with him, without any concept of hierarchy, nor does he have any concept of etiquette. Therefore, he is not as polite as before.
Chapter completed!
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