That whole day, Long Qian and Feng Ran were working on the so-called steam motor.
Some brothers took the design drawings and listened to Long Qian's introduction, and then worked with the blacksmith to build the paddles Long Qian needed.
Everyone was very busy.
Feng Chenmo is reorganizing the three armies and will come back to take a look when he has free time.
This girl's eyes are still red and swollen, but she is already working hard.
If her eyes hadn't been so swollen, she would have looked really pretty with her serious look.
One day later, Long Qian's so-called steam motor was built.
Coupled with the oar she asked the blacksmith to make, it was complete and installed on a medium-sized ship according to Long Qian's instructions.
Feng Chenmo personally tried the voyage.
Fengran was a little worried and followed him on the boat.
Only Long Qian himself was particularly excited: "Hurry up, bring the carbon up, hurry up!"
The brothers were very busy and soon moved all the coal she needed to the bilge.
"This thing can really make the ship move forward on its own?" Feng Ran really didn't believe it.
Long Qian was too lazy to pay attention to him and just looked at Feng Chenmo: "You will ask the brothers to burn coal later. The fire must be controlled within the range I said. Don't let the fire weaken."
"Okay." Feng Chenmo looked back.
After a day, this girl's eyes finally healed.
At this time, there was a smile on her eyes and face, which was completely different from the girl who was crying so hard last night.
Finally, it came to life again.
His heart finally felt less uncomfortable.
It turns out that watching her smile makes my heart feel better.
Seeing her cry makes my heart hurt.
So if, in the future, she returns to Chu Dongling and he can never see her, how will his heart feel?
Feng Chenmo's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately withdrew his gaze from Long Qian's face.
From now on, I will never see her again... Why does my heart hurt just because I think about it?
He calmed down, stopped thinking, and ordered in a deep voice: "Start lighting the fire."
...Long Qian only left the bilge cabin after watching the fire light up.
Above, Fengran has been studying the so-called steering wheel.
Can this round thing really control the direction of a ship?
Why does it look so funny?
There is no sail raised, no helmsman rowing the oars, nothing, just leaning down to light the fire. He holds the so-called steering wheel here, and the ship can move and control the direction?
Somewhat incredible, isn't it?
"The ship is moving!"
The brother standing on the deck suddenly shouted to the rear!
Fengran stood tall, so of course he knew that the ship was moving.
But he didn't take it to heart.
Some brothers are also wondering: "Maybe it was blown by the wind."
"Maybe……"
"No! The ship is really moving! The ship is moving forward!"
"The boat is really moving!"
"He's really leaving!"
"No, no, it's going to hit... it's going to hit!"
Why is the speed getting faster and faster? It is about to hit the ship parked not far away!
What's going on?
"Fengran, what are you doing, you idiot? Why don't you turn the steering wheel quickly! Didn't I teach you?"
Long Qian ran back from the deck, shouting as he ran: "Turn the steering wheel, turn the direction! Idiot! Hurry up! We're going to hit you!"
She really didn't expect that he couldn't do something as easy as turning the steering wheel!
When I heard it just now, I clearly said that I was very capable!
"Feng Ran! Hurry! Go to the right, go to the right quickly!"
Feng Ran was scared to death. When he heard Long Qian's call, he quickly turned Yuan Gulu's steering wheel to the right...
