Xiaobao made the bamboo claws and inspected them carefully.

This bamboo claw has been polished by him and soaked in oil, showing a shiny yellow color, very beautiful.

Xiaobao washed his hands, wiped the bamboo paws carefully with cotton cloth, and then went to find Chuqing.

Although You Zhenghang was scolded by Xiaobao, he was only familiar with Xiaobao here. Although the other children were classmates at Zhou School, he didn't even speak to them.

So when he saw Xiaobao going out, he followed him.

Chu Qing was using a file to modify a gear, and his hands were filled with iron filings.

Because I was at home and didn't go out, I didn't comb my hair into a bun at all. I tied it with a hair tie at the back of my neck and now it's down to my shoulders.

The most annoying thing in ancient times was that no matter men or women could cut their hair short, their scalp would hurt if they had it tied up from morning to night.

"Mom!" Xiaobao said, "You take a rest, whatever you want to do, I'll do it!"

Chu Qing said: "Just help me put my hair behind me. My hands are not clean."

Xiaobao untied his mother's hair tie, twisted it with his hands, twisted her long hair into a twist, folded it in half, then folded it in half again, and then used her bamboo claws to grab the back of Chu Qing's head along with the roots of her hair.

Chu Qing shook his head, and the back of his neck was so smooth! He asked: "Huh? What is so good?"

Xiaobao took it off and showed it to her.

Because Chu Qing had his back to the door, he did not see You Zhenghang.

But You Zhenghang understood clearly that the bamboo claws were used to restrain hair.

Chu Qing simply stopped working, stood up and washed her hands, and saw You Zhenghang.

"Oh, Zhenghang, sit down quickly. Auntie will wash your hands and get you some snacks."

Mu Nianci came in with a basin, and Huang Rong's tray was already filled with snacks and tea.

"Chu... Auntie, what were you doing just now?" You Zhenghang pointed to the gears, steel files, and a few other incomprehensible things on the ground.

"Oh, Zhuo Yao can't sit still and keeps moving around. When will the wound heal? I want to use a splint to tie him up, but the gears of this hand drill don't mesh properly, so it's hard to drill holes and have to be filed." Chu Qing

Explain to him.

"Oh..." I don't understand, but someone has given me an answer, so I have to respond.

Chu Qing dried her hands and picked up the bamboo claws: "Xiaobao, the hair claw you made? It's so practical! What a good son!"

Chu Qing stroked her hair carefully, it was smooth and bright yellow, it was really delicate and beautiful.

"Mom, you call it Facha? Well, this name is appropriate. I haven't thought of a name yet." Xiaobao said.

"Tell me, how did you think of making this for your mother? Also, tell me how you came up with it?" Chu Qing asked.

Xiaobao: "Don't you think it hurts my scalp to comb my hair in a bun? I just thought it would be nice to keep my hair from falling out without having to comb it so tightly.

Later, I remembered that my mother said, ‘Human hands are the best tools,’ so I thought if I could make a pair of hands to hold my mother’s hair for me.”

"Your mother is just lazy!" Chu Yuan came in, "Which woman doesn't wear her hair in a bun, and I've never heard anyone complain about scalp pain."

Gan Lai, who was following behind, pushed Chu Yuan down on the chair without saying a word and said to Huang Rong: "Comb his hair!"

Chu Yuan: "Isn't my hair combed well?"

Gan Lai: "Come on, comb it, and make it the same as mine!"

With Gan Lai holding him down, Chu Yuan really couldn't get away, and he didn't want to hurt Gan Lai.

Huang Rong pursed her lips and smiled, then she really took off the bun on Chu Yuan's head and combed it into a bun that was exactly the same as Gan Lai's.

Chu Yuan's scalp was pulled, and he grinned in pain: "Huang Rong, I suspect you did it on purpose!"

Huang Rong: "You have to comb it like this, otherwise it will lose its shape."

"Oh! Dressed up like this, he looks better than the boss!" Gan Lai commented.

"Ganlai! My mother is beautiful!" Xiaobao shouted.

You Zhenghang looked at it carefully and felt that it seemed about the same, so he added: "It's not any better than your mother, but it's not ugly at all."

Chu Qing suddenly didn't want to stay in the house anymore, who was so shabby!

Xiaobao was unhappy: "Without makeup, my mother looks good!"

You Zhenghang: "Your mother is black!"

Xiaobao: "What do you wear if my mother is not black? If you think my mother is black, tell your father not to come to my mother for cotton!"

These two kids could argue about any topic, and Chu Qing was convinced.

Chu Qing asked Huang Rong to comb her hair, not shying away from the men and women in the room at all, which made You Zhenghang feel on pins and needles.

The Chu family has no rules!

Chu Qing handed the hair strip to Mu Nianci and said, "Look, my son made it for you!" He then spread Chu Yuan's hair and showed it, "How does it look like?"

Gan Lai grabbed it and said, "Boss, let me use this!"

Chu Yuan blocked: "My son gave it to my mother, how dare you snatch it away!"

Chu Qing ordered: "Chu Yuan, tie up your hair, take the hairpin to Master Lu, and ask him to take it apart to understand the structure and make it out of various materials;

Gold, silver, jade, bamboo, ebony, whatever. Let him add decorations, and then take this back and give it back to me."

Xiaobao's eyes lit up: "Mom, I'm going!"

After saying that, he took the hairpin and walked out. You Zhenghang quickly followed.

Xiaobao: "Why are you following me?"

You Zhenghang: "Uh... guests are welcome to do whatever they want!"

Xiaobao: "Why don't you go back to Jizhou? Pei Qing and the others have gone back!"

You Zhenghang: "You haven't gone back either?"

Xiaobao: "I am studying abroad!"

You Zhenghang: "You don't call it a study tour, it calls it absenteeism!"

Xiaobao: "I am a scholar, I have completed the study tour procedures!"

You Zhenghang: "What are you showing off for? Who takes your scholar seriously?"

Xiaobao; "If you are jealous, just say you are jealous!"

The noise gradually faded away, and the room kept listening quietly, and then laughed.

Chu Qing picked up the pen and drew some modern hairbands, U-shaped hairpins, and some auxiliary tools suitable for hair arrangement, and asked Chu Yuan to send them to Master Lu.

If Xiaobao is interested, let Xiaobao do it.

Xiaobao came back soon: "Mom, Grandpa Lu asked you if there is anything else you need to do. Don't make people angry again and again!"

Chu Qing: "...Mr. Lu is so funny..."

Xiaobao added: "Also, Grandpa Huang asked me to ask if you are in need of craftsmen. He wants to come."

Chu Qing: "Didn't Mr. Huang not take office yet? Besides, his home is not in Kyoto, so why would he want to come here?"

Xiaobao: "Grandpa Huang resigned last year and wanted to return to his hometown. The emperor was reluctant to let him go. He is seventy years old this year. In fact, if you think about it, he is already seventy-one, so the emperor had no choice but to let him go.

Mom, Grandpa Huang is not from Kyoto, but from Ganzhou in the south of the Yangtze River. But his family moved to Kyoto with him, and he has not been back to his hometown for decades.

Grandpa Huang said that while his health is still good, he wants to come and stay with us for a few years."

These are senior engineers and talented people. Don’t waste your remaining energy. Use it towards us!

Chu Qing immediately said: "Of course, that's great! Let's go and find him!"

You Zhenghang was stunned when he heard this. He knew about Huang Zhong, the right minister of the Ministry of Industry.

My grandfather once said that Huang Zhong was one of the few hard-working people in the imperial court who devoted himself to the construction of Daxuan.

Such a person actually wants to defect to Chuqing?

"Hahahaha, okay! Thank you so much, Mr. Chu! From now on, I will be completely taken care of by Mr. Chu!" Old Huang Zhong stroked his beard and laughed, very cheerfully.

"Grandpa Huang, you call me Master Chu. My mother feels uncomfortable. Grandpa Lu calls my mother by her name, so why don't you call me by her name too?" Xiaobao saw his mother's embarrassed look and said to the rescue.

"Mr. Huang, why do you come here?" You Zhenghang finally asked the doubts in his heart.

Huang Zhong said: "Chu... Girl Qing, that's what I call you. Girl Qing is at ease here, there are many new things, and the most important thing is that she doesn't hide anything!"

You Zhenghang: "Don't hide anything?"

Huang Zhong explained: "She doesn't hide anything that is beneficial to the people. Young man, are you the grandson of Ge Mozi, a Hanlin scholar?

Have you ever heard your grandfather say that the blueprints for blast furnaces, recipes for extracting soybean oil, spinning wheels, and looms, including these..."

Huang Zhong pointed to a pile of hand drills, conveyor belts, screws, screwdrivers, etc. on the operating table: "Were these drawings and samples submitted to the court by the Qing girl?

With these things, do you know how much convenience it will bring to various industries such as iron smelting, shipbuilding, and textiles?"

You Zhenghang showed some disapproval: These are all matters for craftsmen, what does it have to do with a student like him?

Huang Zhong could see what the child was thinking, but You Zhenghang was not his grandson, so of course he didn't have to worry about it, but he still added a few words: "Think about why the imperial court was divided into six departments? What do the six departments do?"
Chapter completed!