Chapter 221 I Didn't Go Up, Senior Brother, You Actually Let Dogs Go to Heaven? (
Chapter 221 I didn’t even go to heaven, senior brother, you actually let the dog go to heaven? (1st update)
Author: sunny
Chapter 221 I didn’t even go to heaven, senior brother, you actually let the dog go to heaven? (1st update)
"Is it getting dark soon?..."
Cai Laoliu looked like a fool at this moment. He raised his head and looked at the sun in the sky and asked.
No one paid attention to it, after all, no one was happy to have his IQ lowered to the same level. Even Tong Zhisheng looked at this guy with disgust.
Then he continued to stare at the hot air balloon sphere placed on the tall shelf in front of him.
This is a spherical object that is as long and wide as a house, with a base-like thing underneath.
This base-like thing is precisely to facilitate the entry of hot air. The entire sphere is supported inside by bamboo strips.
The inside and outside are covered with silk and glue is used. Previous sample tests have ensured that its air tightness is quite sufficient.
This is a remote workshop far away from Tokyo. It is nearly thirty miles away from Tokyo in a straight line, and there are few ordinary people's houses around it.
Only in this way, erecting such an eye-catching thing in the courtyard will not affect the feudal and superstitious people in the surrounding area.
In addition, the upper half of the entire sphere is painted black and the lower half is painted white.
Gao Zhang looked at the hot air balloon with satisfaction, and Fukang beside him was also full of pride. After all, he was responsible for supervising the creation of this thing.
Not far away, there is a hot air balloon that is several times smaller. That was the sample used for testing before. It was precisely because of the successful testing of the sample that we dared to make the current product.
There are several huge winches installed on the ground, and the winches are all wrapped with very thick and strong hemp ropes.
And here, there are several healthy cows, munching fodder leisurely at the moment.
They will be the main force controlling the height of the hot air balloon when the time comes.
As for the hanging basket, it is still made of lightweight yet strong bamboo material.
It's about six feet square, enough for three or four people to move around inside without it being too crowded.
In the middle position, the big iron stove will be fixed there, and a reciprocating wooden bellows will be fixed next to it.
Relying on its ability to blow air back and forth, it will blow the hot air into the hot air balloon, causing the hot air balloon to take off.
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Yang Jian stood at the door of the palace, took a letter from the eunuch who was running out of breath, only glanced at the envelope, and turned around and walked into the palace without hesitation.
At this moment, the official Zhao Ji is creating art there. What he painted today is neither landscape nor figures.
It was not a building, but the banished immortal in his imagination. But he saw the immortal on the rice paper, sitting on a crane, with his big sleeves flying and his clothes flowing, as if he was flying in the sky on a crane.
Below, you can see a corner of a city, as well as mountains far and near that overlap and stretch endlessly.
Below the crane, there are clouds accompanying it on the left and right...
The appearance of this banished immortal with clear eyebrows and a short beard can be said to be the same as that of the creator, Guan Jia Zhao Ji.
Yes, since I can't soar in the sky, I can always have a good time and paint myself in the sky. There's nothing wrong with that, right?
It can be seen that except for the painting of the banished immortal whose face resembles that of an official, the rest of the painting is just a few sketches and has not been completed to perfection.
But at this moment, Yang Jian came closer and wanted to talk, but was worried about disturbing his elegance in painting.
This made the official Zhao Ji raise his head unhappy, glanced at the envelope in Yang Jian's hand, and frowned.
"Stay aside and don't disturb me. Didn't you see that I was painting?"
"Guan family, this is sent by Xiao Gao Zhuangyuan..."
After hearing that it was sent by his beloved disciple, the impatience on Zhao Ji's face disappeared, he put down the pen in his hand and began to open the letter.
Yang Jian stood quietly on the side, staring at Guan Jia's face from the corner of his eye.
After the official read the contents of the letter, his eyes instantly shone, as well as his undisguised expression.
Well, the little top scholar must have done something good again, or he was just bored and wrote a letter to flatter the official.
"Quickly, change my clothes and have someone prepare the carriage. I want to leave the city."
"Ah, the official family is..."
Senior official Zhao Ji was so excited that he couldn't help but pointed at the painting on the desk and said.
"I had the inspiration today to draw such a picture of an immortal coming to earth. Before I finished the painting, Xiao Gao brought me great news."
"He has already built the spaceship, and he is preparing to test it today. After it is confirmed that it can carry people to space, he will invite me to go..."
"Look, isn't this a telepathic connection or something? I'm painting an immortal here, and he's about to try flying on an immortal boat."
Looking at Zhao Ji, an official who was so excited that he couldn't help himself, Yang Jian agreed and quickly went to arrange the official's departure from the palace.
In no more time than Zhu Xiang's effort, the official Zhao Ji had already boarded his low-key and luxurious carriage, and, surrounded by dozens of imperial guards, rushed towards the outskirts of Tokyo.
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Although it was just dusk, people around him couldn't help but were chattering. Even the housekeeper Fukang looked at Gao Zhang longingly.
In the end, unable to resist the pressure from these guys, Gao Zhang could only announce the ignition and start preheating.
Gao Zhang had at least ridden on that thing in later generations and knew something general, that is, the best time to fly a hot air balloon is generally one or two hours after sunrise, or one or two hours before sunset.
Because the wind at this time is usually calm and the airflow is stable. Strong winds and heavy fog are not conducive to the flight of a hot air balloon.
However, Gao Zhang was not trying to fly without a safety rope, he was just going to try it out. As long as the wind was not strong, there would be no problem.
"Senior brother, how about you let me board the sky boat for a try in a moment?"
Over there, the fire and wind had just started to be lit, and over here, Cai Laoliu, who had been impatient for a long time, came up to Gao Zhang and started chattering, wishing he could not get out of the hanging basket.
Facing Cai Laoliu, who had a strong obsession with ascending to heaven, Gao Zhang also had a headache.
"I just asked the housekeeper and he said that he has never tried it on humans before, only on dogs."
"Dog? I haven't even fucked you, senior brother, but you actually let a dog fly to the sky?" Cai Laoliu exaggeratedly widened his eyes and raised his finger to the sky.
"Nonsense, if you fall, which one will cause less damage, a dead dog or a dead man?"
"What's more, dogs are domestic animals and living creatures that run on the ground, and they also like to bark.
As long as we put the rope below to let the boat ascend to the sky and hear the dog barking non-stop, we will know that the dog is still alive."
"Brother Guizhang, where's that dog?" Tong Zhisheng, who was standing beside him, raised his head and looked at the sky with a serious expression.
Hearing Tong Zhisheng's voice, Cai Laoliu subconsciously raised his head and looked at the sky.
