I went ashore by weaving straw shoes and became a master craftsman

Chapter 114
"Cough! Wang Tongmen, doesn't this trip mean that no one can ask random questions and be informed in advance?" Miss Bian lowered her voice, afraid of being heard by people outside. "Tongmen Sima didn't even ask, how do you know? Hey, we're considered friends this way, so just tell me, where are we going?"

Sima Tongmen is the younger brother of Sima Nan, a female disciple among the schoolchildren who changes into pretty new clothes every day and fanning the waist of quiet girls.

To be honest, Wang Ge knew that there were clan children in the same school, so he truly understood the "birth and qualifications" mentioned by Chief Huan Ting, and realized how rare it is to be an official student of Xie's Primary School!
Counting her, there are only 11 people!

Wang Ge replied very seriously: "Didn't we travel and gain knowledge?"

"Who lied... who told you?"

"I can't tell you that."

Bian Zi grinned, forget it, Wang Ge Chunpu, I should believe her stupid words.The little guy kindly changed the subject and asked: "You just said, what are you making?"

"Make a toy that I can play with and maybe you can too."

"That's not what you just said."

"Really? I don't have a good memory. It's ok, look..." Wang Ge placed the blocks and introduced how to play: "This largest block with the word 'Cao' on it represents Wei Wu Cao Mengde. It is as long as the block of Cao , but the narrow one engraved with the word 'Guan' is Guan Yunchang."

"I know, I know." Miss Bian pointed to the other blocks of engraved wood and said, "The rest are Zhang Yide, Ma Mengqi, Huang Hansheng, Zhao Zilong, and the four soldiers, right?"

"Yes, have you seen this exit? Move the wooden blocks as you like. As long as Cao Mengde walks to this exit, he will win."

In this era, there is no "Guan Yu let Cao Cao go on Huarong Road" fabricated by later generations in "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms". There are only a few accounts of Cao Cao's retreat to Jiangling after the Battle of Chibi.

Bian Zi let out an "oh" to show that he understands how to play.

Wang Ge: "Let's go one by one and let Cao Mengde go to the exit, but you can't repeat my method. How?"

"I'm young. How about I come first?"

"Row."

Bian Zi immediately cut out the "Cao" wooden block, put it in the exit position, and looked at Wang Ge.The little guy also knew that he had fouled, so he deliberately shook his head, pursed his lips tightly to suppress a smile.

Look what you can!Wang Ge: "It's my turn."

"Wait." Bian Zi put Cao Mengde back to his original position.

Wang Ge pulled out the fence of the bamboo slips at the top, moved it out of Cao Mengde, went around to the exit position and poked it in, and then wedged the bamboo slips back. "It's your turn."

Yo?Terrible!Bian Zi blinked his eyes.

25th.It's not the right time in the afternoon.

The team abandoned the car and horse again and began to climb the mountain.There is no footpath on this mountain, and it is full of weeds and wild vines.The elementary school children were all carried by Buqu, and Wang Ge obediently was carried by a strong servant girl.

Cross the stream, go downhill, go up...

The strong servant girl carrying Wangge has been rotated several times.

Before dark, the team stopped and set up camp.Part [-] uses a machete to clean up miscellaneous vines and twigs.Wang Ge benefited from the benefits of a group of elementary school children, so he felt at ease that he didn't need to help.The primary school children are divided into two groups, one group is playing nail carving and the other group is playing "Wei Wu Zongheng".

Wei Wu is vertical and horizontal, naturally it is the Huarong Road made by Wang Ge, and the accompanying craftsmen have carved several copies, which are much more exquisite than her original ones.But Bian Xi is still willing to play the first version made by Wang Ge, the little guy is smart.

This is the first edition of Wei Wu Zongheng!

Xie Ju deliberately sat in front of Miss Bian for a while, but it was useless, and the lady didn't let go at all.He pouted and left: Huh, what's the big deal?I have the first version of the little smoked cage!And the first version of the waterwheel!
Wang Ge played the nail-cutting scene a few times, and deeply felt that this was the origin of the street trap. When he felt that it was meaningless, he saw Xie Ju poking the ant nest with a stick in boredom.

She went to hug the box, came to the other party and said: "I have a question."

Xie Ju smiled: "Please."

Wang Ge opened the box, took out a carving knife, and took the wood scraps in his bag to carve small sticks, the size and thickness of which were the same as ordinary matches in his previous life. "Huzi, go get a pottery plate."

"Hey." Xie Ju hurried away and back.

Wang Ge quickly cut out five small firewood sticks, folded them in half, and folded them into a "V" shape. Don't break them completely, and repaired the wooden thorns one by one, and put them in a shallow pottery dish.The placement method is: the tops of the "V" of the five sticks face each other, so that the sticks are closely parallel to each other.

"Okay. My title is: These wooden sticks cannot be touched or pulled by hand. How can I make them into this shape?" She drew a "pentagram" on the ground.

As soon as she finished speaking, Xie Ju bulged his cheeks and blew air on the small air in the center of the top of the "V".He blew very carefully, but the stick was still blown to pieces.

"This method won't work." Xie Ju knew that there was no need to try again.

Bian Xun and Sima Nandi were already standing beside Xie Ju hand in hand.

Brother Sima Nan: "I'll try." She was about to pull out her hair, but Bian Zi immediately reminded: "No, it's against the rules."

Wang Ge: "Yes, it is against the rules to pluck with your hair."

Sima Nandi spread his small hands: "Then I have no choice."

The three young fellows all looked up at Tongmen Wang.

What a sense of accomplishment!Wang Ge asked Xie Ju to set up the pottery plate, took a little water from a leaf, aimed at the small space in the center of the thin stick, and dripped a drop of water.

What do you mean?The three little guys all looked at the pottery plate, and saw the small wooden sticks spread with the water droplets, dripping to their various gaps, and then all the wooden sticks slowly spread, and the "five-pointed star" came out!

Wow!As they marveled, the camp lit braziers.

It was getting dark quickly, and there were clusters of bright lights somewhere on the mountain in front of them. The distance was too far to see people, but it was definitely a bonfire lit by humans.

Weird bird songs were constantly shuttled in the sky. Wang Ge was a little scared and looked up. Xie Ji told her: "Girl, don't worry, they are falcons. They are sending messages to the mountains ahead. If you are not mistaken, there is the goal of this trip." .”

"You mean...tomorrow will arrive?"

"should be."

At this very moment, Weiting.

In the warm stove house, Wang Dalang was lying flat on the mat, and Uncle Yuan Yan was giving him acupuncture.Because of the need for silence, only Huan Zhen and Wang Weng stood by.Uncle Yuan Yan pricked the acupoints with gold needles, while pressing and tapping to promote ventilation and blood circulation around the acupoints.

Beside the other stove, brothers and sisters Jia Yu and Wang He watched nervously.Wang Yun snuggled into Tie Feng's arms, wiping away tears as a sensible person, but never crying.

Fortunately, Uncle Yuan Yan came today!

At a glance, he saw that the corner of Wang Dalang's eyes was not eye stains, but pus.This is caused by the day-to-day blood stasis that blocks the acupuncture points. If the blood stasis is not removed in time, Wang Dalang will be tortured to death in a few years.

Needling time should not be long each time.Uncle Yuan Yan pulled out the needle and said, "Fortunately, it was discovered early, and there is no serious blockage. First, inject it every three days, and you should feel better after a month."

Wang Weng helped Erlang up, choked with sobs, and saluted Uncle Yuan Yan. "Thank you sir."

Uncle Yuan Yan quickly helped him up, and first warned: "Mr. Dalang, you must avoid crying in grief for the next six months." Then he comforted him: "Don't worry, Weng, it is the duty of a doctor to save others. As long as Mr. Dalang takes care of himself, I will heal him. "

"Yes, yes. I will tell him to cherish himself!" Wang Weng turned sideways, not daring to make a sound to wipe away his old tears.It turned out that Da Lang's eyes were bleeding to the point of pus and blood, he, as a father, didn't know it!Thanks to Mr. Yuan Lang!
Of course, Hubao and Hutou must be lucky to meet Chief Huan Ting first, otherwise how could they meet people like Yuan Langjun.

(End of this chapter)