Tang Shiyue and Xia Yuhui got on the carriage and rushed to the town.
As soon as she left, Su Ji came in with her hind legs. The old man had a rare look of haste: "Yue'er! We've gathered the medicine! How do we use it?"
Everyone came in, but she was not there. Su Ji looked around and asked Meng Yiqiu, "Where is Yue'er!"
Meng Yiqiu glanced at him lazily: "I went to town, I should be here now."
Su Jiyi frowned: "Didn't you tell her not to go far these days?"
"How far is it from town?" Meng Yiqiu asked: "Why are you so anxious? She came back at night, why are you anxious now?"
The emperor's uncle's illness, do you think it's urgent or not?
When it comes to things like wind disease, the sooner the better!
Su Ji glared at him, but it was difficult to explain, so she could only tell him: "As soon as Yue'er comes back, ask her to come to me!"
Meng Yiqiu said oh.
Tang Shiyue was sitting in the carriage with Xia Yuhui, with Ding Jiu and Ding Xiaoyan in front of one another.
The weather was neither hot nor cold, and the car door was open. Xia Yuhui looked outside and said with a smile: "A while ago, a large group of people were walking back and forth, smoothing the road. Now we can walk more smoothly."
Tang Shiyue looked at him speechlessly.
The buttocks are about to be bent into eight pieces, which is called stable? Are your requirements a bit low?
She also looked outside, and then a sudden thought came to her: "I remember where there are lime mountains? Ask them to get some later, and we can pave the road."
If you want to be rich, you must build roads first! Why didn’t she think of it earlier? She could get some soil and cement to build roads!
Xia Yuhui said: "Lime Mountain Paving Road?"
"That's right!" Tang Shiyue said: "The paving is hard and flat. It won't break when it rains, and the carriage won't bump when it comes out. It's great!"
Xia Yuhui asked: "How to lay it?"
She said: "Why should I tell you? You should arrange for someone to get it first! Lime, clay, gypsum...and some pottery, dish scraps, slag ashes...all these things are needed."
Ding Jiu listened silently outside as she teased Xia Yuhui.
In fact, he really didn't understand this master's temperament.
Her hands were very loose, and she never kept any money in her hands. Money seemed to be moving around at any time. As soon as she earned it, it changed hands and was spent again. If she was told that she had no money, she would say, "Oh, I have no money. I'll think about it then." A way to make money..." It seems so easy.
Moreover, she spends whatever she likes, such as working on the workshop, farming, or paving the road now... It seems that everything is done out of sheer pleasure. She doesn't care about fame or profit. Although she has done great good deeds, she never does it. Don’t take credit…
In the end, it seemed that it was just like she said, having a clear conscience.
In fact, as soon as the epidemic passed, the workshop started making fans.
The principle of a manual fan is not complicated. Modern children’s toys also have hand-operated fans!
But the fan is for the mid-to-high-end market. Even if there are servants at home, it will definitely not look good if the servants are sweating there. So she thought of changing it to a drawstring one.
Later, the workshop tried out seven or eight versions according to her imagination.
She suddenly had an inspiration and asked them to build a hydraulic one, that is to say, a water wheel is used as power at the back and a fan is at the front. Such a fan is as big as the mouth of a water tank, which is suitable for places like restaurants. It's quite artistic when it's done.
After three revisions of the water fan, it was almost mature. Tang Shiyue asked them to draw the drawings and send them to Chang'an City.
What I’m looking at today is the drawstring fan from the 10th or 11th edition.
She really didn't expect that it would be as simple as she thought, but it would be the most troublesome to do.
In fact, the previous versions can also be used, but there are always small flaws of one kind or another.
But I tried it this time and found it to be very good. The fan surface is only the size of a copper basin. There is a shelf below and about two feet apart. There is a small wheel that children can turn, and the distance can be adjusted up to four
Chi, even if you want to talk about something, it won't be a problem if you ask someone to hang around.
Tang Shiyue took it upon herself to spin it, and found that it was light and effortless. She then sent Ding Jiu over to spin it, and tried the wind strength, which was not bad either.
The four people took turns to try it out and found no faults. Tang Shiyue said: "Not bad! The drawings of this are also sent to Chang'an Workshop to see if they can improve it."
In fact, what is lacking in this era is technology. As long as the technical problems are solved, most of the details will be very exquisite.
Tang Shiyue stood up, clapped his hands, and said to Zhao Gou: "Make a few big ones, and then go back to Yuefang. You continue to study wind fans."
She also proposed a wind-powered fan, which is to stick a windmill out of the window to borrow wind, and then the fan below rotates several times. The wind will definitely be strong or weak, but it should be possible to try.
She thought for a while and then told Xia Yuhui: "Go to Sifang Restaurant and ask Shen Qian if he wants to install some water fans or drawstring fans. Ask him to discuss the color with Zhao Gou."
Xia Yuhui responded and left.
The carriage had just left the city when Tang Shiyue suddenly remembered something and thought to herself that she was really stupid!
She originally came up with the drawstring fan because of the hand-pressed fan. How could she have forgotten the "origin"? Since those little ladies can go out on the street with a round fan, they can naturally go out with a hand-pressed small fan!
She pushed open the car door and called someone: "Xiaoyan, go back and tell Zhao Gou, tell him what I told him about the hand-pressed fan at first, and ask him to make some small ones for me."
The kind you have in your hand, both square and round.”
Ding Xiaoyan responded and wanted to leave. Tang Shiyue said: "You can go back and follow Mr. Xia back."
Ding Xiaoyan responded again. The carriage was running very fast, so he didn't need to stop and just jumped off.
Tang Shiyue closed the car door, spread out paper on the table and drew a picture. She could make a male model and a female model, and make a columnar shape underneath that would be easy to hold...
After just a few strokes, Ding Jiu suddenly stopped his horse.
The car suddenly rushed forward, and Tang Shiyue was caught off guard. The pen clicked and a black line was drawn on the paper.
The next moment, Ding Jiuji said loudly, "County Lord, get down!"
Before he finished speaking, there was already a roar outside.
Tang Shiyue was startled, and subconsciously wanted to push the car door, and then with a bang, a sharp arrow penetrated the car wall...
When she was startled, countless arrows pierced in like hedgehogs. The whole car was shaking, and the wood was torn. Tang Shiyue quickly leaned back and wanted to lie down under the seat, but an arrow suddenly pierced in, and there was a staring sound.
It caught her sleeve, and a stream of blood splattered on her arm.
Tang Shiyue gritted his teeth and tried to pull away the arrow, but no matter whether he wanted to tear his sleeve or pull out the arrow, it was all in vain.
She could only maintain the bent posture in embarrassment, unable to even move.
It wasn't until this moment that she realized how useless she was!
Apart from the sound of arrows being fired, there was only the sound of weapons clashing outside, but there was not even a sound of human beings. But just like this, it made people even more frightened.
Tang Shiyue couldn't help but think of the last time she and Huo Qijing were chased. At that time, Huo Qijing easily knocked down everyone, but now...it was Ding Jiu outside.
Before the thought was finished, the car suddenly shook violently.
As soon as the whip sounded, someone drove away, rushing straight towards the hillside in the distance. (To be continued)