After listening to Shen Bing's method, Xun was angry and anxious.
"Are you crazy?"
"Tie twine to the wheel?"
"Is this what you do?!"
"I thought you could improve the carriage, but you did it in such a stupid way!"
"What if I tie a hemp rope? Can the carriage go up a steep slope?"
"Is it possible that you still do this?"
…
Perhaps because of the double pressure from tasks and orders, Xun had already lost his patience.
At this time, when he heard what Shen Bing said was such an "unreliable" method, he gave him a lesson unceremoniously.
Finally, he added:
"If you are so free, come over and help me!"
"If we stay awake for three days, maybe we can still complete the mission!"
Shen Bing's eyes widened immediately.
"What?"
"Three days without sleep?"
Then I became anxious and stopped caring whether Xun understood or not.
"No, master! Listen to me..."
"The reason why the carriage can't go up the steep slope is because the road is slippery in rainy days!"
"Slippery roads mean that the friction between the ground and the wheels is reduced, so the horses can't bear it!"
"As long as we increase the roughness of the wheels..."
Xun, who was pushing the cart hard, couldn't help but get angry when he heard it, and he put down the cart in his hand.
"Shut up!"
"What friction and roughness!"
“I have been a carpenter for three generations, and I have never heard of hemp rope being tied to a wheel for decades!”
"Are you going to push or not push?"
Shen Bing reluctantly took the cart from Xun's position.
But he was still unwilling.
How could he be willing to do this?
You know that you only need to tie a few hemp ropes to solve the problem, but you have to stay awake for three days because of it?
After thinking about it, Shen Bing said while pushing the cart:
"Master, it's a matter of life and death for me, how can I dare to play trivial matters?"
"If we are both guilty of death, what's the harm in letting my disciple give it a try?"
"It's just a matter of tying a few hemp ropes during tea time!"
"If it works, it will save the hundreds of my 'gunners' who have to work hard to death and have to be questioned..."
This is the brilliance of Shen Bing.
Let me start by saying that it won't be a waste of time to try.
Secondly, he invited the gunners and other craftsmen to join him.
As the saying goes, when everyone adds firewood and the flames are high, then there will be no fear of Xun not agreeing.
Sure enough, people soon became interested.
Cang is the one who speaks.
"Yes, master!"
"It's like senior brother improving the trebuchet!"
"Who would have thought that such a simple change could double the range!"
"Now the trebuchet has smashed through the Zhao Great Wall that our army had been unable to conquer for a long time in just a few days!"
"Maybe this time..."
Another craftsman also said yes.
"What Shen Gongcheng said is true!"
"If you only need to tie hemp rope...but it only requires a few people and a little time!"
"It doesn't matter if you try, it doesn't matter if you don't succeed!"
Others also agreed.
Xun's expression softened slightly, he hesitated for a moment and then nodded and said:
"Forget it, I'll let you give it a try!"
"I'd love to see what tricks you can do?"
As he spoke, he shook his head and waved his hand, letting others take over and replace Shen Bing and others.
Shen Bing breathed a sigh of relief, then raised his head to a fat man and ordered:
"Go get some hemp rope!"
The fat man responded and hurriedly led a few people to the warehouse.
The fat man’s name is Tun.
Shen Bing has two workers (corps commanders) under his command, one is Cang, and the other is Fatty Tun.
During the Warring States Period, many uneducated and low-status people did not have surnames.
Their names are often simple and intuitive with one word.
For example, the name Xun is because he comes from a family of carpenters.
Carpenters always use an ink fountain to pop out a straight line, and then follow this straight line to create.
Cang Ze was born in a green forest.
As for Tun...
That's because he was born as a merchant, and merchants always hoard goods, buy low and sell high.
It is said that this businessman may be very powerful in modern times, but in ancient times when agriculture was emphasized and business was suppressed, he was the object of everyone's contempt.
So even though this guy named Tun became a fat man, not many people could look down upon him.
Because of this, this guy named Tun was a little excited when he was appointed as a minister by Shen Bing.
Shen Bing still remembers that Tun confirmed with Shen Bing three times.
"I...I? Really, yes...me?"
"Gongchen? I am a...Gongchen?"
"My lord...could it be that you made a mistake?"
This guy has a bad habit of stuttering when he gets excited!
Sometimes Shen Bing becomes anxious for him.
Fortunately, his movements were quite nimble.
After all, he was a businessman, well-nourished and had some education, and could at least do some arithmetic.
This is also the reason why Shen Bing "fancies him".
After a while, Tunjiu and his men returned with several bundles of hemp rope.
Shen Bing didn't say much and ordered while taking action:
"Cut a section four feet apart!"
"Wrap it around a few times and tie it firmly on the wheel!"
"Tie five sections to each wheel!"
Everyone said "promise" and then got busy in the same way.
Xun, on the other hand, was sitting on a stone nearby to rest, as if he didn't care about everyone's actions at all.
This was not a difficult task, and soon the wheels of a carriage were tied with hemp rope in circles.
At this moment, Yang Ting turned around again, and she even recognized Shen Bing.
"You are so brave!"
"Everyone else is busy, but you are the only ones lazy!"
"Emotions don't take me seriously!"
…
Shen Bing ignored her and patted the horse to urge it forward.
A miracle happened. The horses dragged the carriage up the steep slope, step by step, steadily.
Xun was so surprised that he slowly stood up.
He couldn't believe what he saw.
"Nima, what's going on?"
"Just tie some lengths of hemp rope?"
"How many people can push a carriage that can't even get in? Can you get up on your own?"
"Who would believe this unless they saw it with their own eyes?"
"Is this something done by humans? They are simply monsters, or they are gods who know magic!"
The other craftsmen and coachmen were also stunned. They all stopped what they were doing and looked at the advancing carriage.
Only Yang Ting didn't realize what was happening, and still scolded angrily:
"Do you know the consequences of disobeying military orders?"
"I think you've had enough of waiting!"
"Thankfully you are still a civil servant!"
…
Shen Bing asked back: "Sir Captain, I just need to drive the carriage up the steep slope, right?"
"So what?" Yang Ting asked.
Shen Bing stepped forward and raised his head.
Yang Ting looked back in the direction indicated by Shen Bing, and then continued to curse:
"The carriage went up on its own, not you..."
Before he finished speaking, he said "Huh".
"The carriage goes up on its own?"
"No one pushed?"
As he spoke, he turned back and looked at the carriage curiously, as if he were looking at a monster.
Shen Bing ignored Yang Ting's surprised look and just looked at Xun inquiringly.
Xun had no choice but to be convinced. He nodded, slightly embarrassed:
"Just do it your way!"
"Tie twine to the wheels!"
All the craftsmen immediately burst into cheers, as if they had won a battle.