The history of struggle of peasant girls

Chapter 130 Difficulties
After having lunch and resting for a while, the group went to work again, but Han Qianluo didn't follow. She had to get the machines out before Qiushou arrived, so she had to move faster.

Maybe it was God's favor for Han Qianluo. The problem that had troubled her for a long time was finally solved, and the rest was not difficult. She quickly drew up the design drawings of the machine, which made her very excited.

Such an excited mood lasted until she went to bed at night and she still hadn't calmed down. She hummed a song and walked to her room, getting ready to sleep.

"Xiao Luo, what's so happy about it?" Han Qingquan, who was about to go to sleep, heard it, stopped and asked curiously.

Han Qianluo was in a good mood and couldn't wait to share her good mood with others, so she quickly took out the design drawings: "Brother, I have already drawn the blueprints for the machine, and I will find someone to make it tomorrow. "

"Let me take a look." Han Qingquan said, took the drawing over, looked at it carefully, and said with some concern: "Xiao Luo, your machine is a bit complicated, I'm afraid it will be difficult to make it."

These words immediately calmed down her originally excited mood, carefully folded up the drawings and put them away, and said: "It's not very complicated, I've tried to keep it as simple as possible. Anyway, there are still a few months, so take your time." One thing can definitely be done.”

After breakfast the next morning, Han Qianluo took the drawings to the city and came to the shop of the two brothers.The younger brother Zhang Er saw her hastily put down the forging iron, and said with a smile: "Miss Han hasn't been here for a long time, what do you want to hit this time?"

"Look at this blueprint." Han Qianluo took out the blueprint and handed it over.

Zhang Er took the blueprint, just glanced at it and clicked his tongue: "Miss Han, the things you type are getting more and more complicated every time."

"Can it be done?" Han Qianluo asked quickly, feeling a little worried.

Zhang Er didn't answer right away, but carefully read the drawing several times, and finally shook his head: "I'm not sure at all."

Hearing this sentence, Han Qianluo's heart sank. He finally drew the blueprint, but he still couldn't make it. It was really sad.

"Is there really no way to make it?" Han Qianluo asked unwillingly.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Er still shook his head and said: "I really have no way to make it." But he paused and added, "I still know someone, you can ask him if he can make it."

"Aren't you two brothers the only ones who make ironware in the city?" Han Qianluo felt a little strange, since he hadn't seen any other blacksmith shop for such a long time.

Zhang Da explained: "He used to be a blacksmith too, but as you have seen, Miss Han, there are too few people who make ironware and buy ironware, so he no longer blacksmiths, but his blacksmithing skills in the past are better than the two of us." Brother is much better, you can try it."

Han Qianluo thought for a while, since these two people can't do it, and there is no other person who can forge iron, then he can only try the person Zhang Er mentioned, at least give it a try, in case that person is really Can it be done.

"Where does the person you mentioned live? Tell me where he lives, and I'll go find him." Han Qianluo asked.

"I'll take you there. It's hard to find where he lives." Zhang Er said as he untied the apron made of unknown leather.

Han Qianluo didn't object, and followed Zhang Er to him to find the man he said had good skills.Soon Han Qianluo was thankful that she didn't insist on finding it by herself just now, otherwise she would definitely get lost halfway, turning from the main street into a small alley, and then walking non-stop in the small alley, passing by that area. After a relatively tidy workshop, it stopped in front of a relatively dilapidated house.

"Is this the place?" Han Qianluo couldn't help being surprised, it was the first time she knew that there was such a dilapidated place.

This piece of houses is in a very biased corner, and the walls of many houses have collapsed. If there were no people working in front of the house, no one would think that there were still people living inside.

Zhang Er stopped in front of an intact house with no walls collapsed. An old woman was embroidering on a piece of pure white cloth in front of the door.

"Aunt Zhao." Zhang Er yelled loudly, startling the unsuspecting Han Qianluo, but the old woman didn't respond at all, as if she didn't hear her.

Zhang Er walked in front of the old woman, probably blocking her light, the old man raised his head, saw Zhang Er and immediately smiled and said: "It's Xiao Er, sit down quickly." Embroidery in hand, stood up to get the mat.

Han Qianluo was taken aback by this man's voice again, it seemed to be roaring, not chatting at all, it was obvious that the old man had a problem with his ears.

"Aunt Zhao, is Ah Tong at home?" Zhang Er asked while sitting on the mat.

"He went out to work." The elderly woman named Zhao said loudly, "What do you need from him? I'll tell him when he comes back at night."

Only then did Zhang Er point to Han Qianluo and said, "It's this girl who wants to ask Ah Tong for help." Mrs. Zhao turned her head to look at Han Qianluo, squinting her eyes for a long time. Obviously, she was not only bad with her ears, Even the eyes are a bit of a problem.

Han Qianluo was absolutely amazed that Zhao's eyesight was not good and he was still embroidering, and she looked at it and found that it was embroidering well. This was the first time she saw such a thing.

"Hello, Granny Zhao, my name is Han, and my name is Han Qianluo. I want to ask your son to help you make an iron object. When will he come back?" Han Qianluo asked with a raised voice.

"He won't be back until night," said Zhao.

Han Qianluo thought for a while, and decided to wait here for someone to come back. She didn't want to delay this matter for a day, and hoped that it could be resolved sooner. It would be best if this person can do it. If this person can't do it, then she is fine. Think of other ways.So she said to Zhang Er: "Thank you for bringing me here, I plan to wait for him to come back here."

"Okay then, I'll go." After finishing speaking, he left.

Naturally, Han Qianluo couldn't wait here until night, so she also stood up and said, "Grandma Zhao, I'm leaving first, and I'll come back in the afternoon."

"Okay, okay." Zhao said three good words in succession, and her smiling face made her look like a kind old grandma.

However, Han Qianluo was a little worried that he would not be able to find it when he came in the afternoon, so he walked around the house several times before leaving, making sure he remembered the location of the house before leaving and went to the shop.Now it has become two shops, the shop selling the Four Treasures of the Study is still guarded by Xu Gui, and the other shop is Tao's.

Han Qianluo stayed in the shop until the afternoon when the sun began to slant west, and went to Zhao's house. I have to say that the place was really hard to find, even though she had tried her best to keep the location of the house in her mind. But still went the wrong way.

It took two cups, and when Han Qianluo saw Zhao's house, she almost cried with joy, it was really not easy, she never thought that one day she would become a road idiot.

"Grandma Zhao." Han Qianluo walked up to her and shouted loudly.

Mrs. Zhao raised her head blankly, stared at her for a long time before showing a smile: "It's Miss Qianluo, sit down quickly, Xiaotong hasn't come back yet."

"When will he be back?" Han Qianluo sat down and asked.

Mrs. Zhao raised her head to look at the sky, and said, "I'll be back soon." After speaking, she continued to embroider with her head down.

Han Qianluo was bored, so he looked down at her embroidery, and found that Zhao Shi did not look like someone with bad eyes when embroidering. Those hands were so dexterous, as if they had a pair of eyes on them, without a single pause. The movement is smooth.

"You embroider so fast." Han Qianluo praised.

But Mrs. Zhao said indifferently: "If Miss Qianluo embroiders every day like me, for decades, you can do it so fast." So fast and smooth.

"I can't do needlework. It's so crooked, it's really ugly, let alone embroidery." Han Qianluo said with some embarrassment, after all, it's not something to show off.

"Actually, just practice a little more." Zhao said, "How could Miss Qianluo think of coming to Ah Tong to forge iron tools? He hasn't been beating for a long time. Aren't Zhang Er and his two brothers also beating and scolding?"

"They said they couldn't do it, so they asked me to come here and give it a try." Han Qianluo said, and then turned the topic back to the direction of her own interest, "Grandma Zhao, are you wearing this by yourself, or are you embroidering it for others?" of?"

Mrs. Zhao said with a smile: "I can't wear such a white dress. I embroidered it for others."

"How long does it take to embroider such a dress?" Han Qianluo asked curiously.

This dress was almost finished. It was obvious that this was not a very serious formal dress, not the normal patterns. The white dress was embroidered with a willow tree, covering the whole dress.

Han Qianluo thought it was pretty good-looking, but she had never seen anyone wearing such clothes in this place. In the words of later generations, it was too unorthodox.

"This dress didn't take too long, it only took a month." Zhao said, without slowing down at all, "This is a young man surnamed Meng who asked him to embroider it, and he often asked him to embroider such messy patterns. .”

"Actually, I think it's pretty pretty." Han Qianluo said casually.

Mrs. Zhao gently scratched her head with a needle, and said with a smile, "I really don't understand what you young people think."

As soon as this sentence was finished, I heard a familiar voice from outside: "Mom, I'm back." Following the voice, a tall man walked in. When Han Qian saw the man's appearance clearly, Luo Luo has only one thought: it's such a small world!
(End of this chapter)