Shipin Dalizheng

When Xuanque saw Chuncao bringing out a large plate of fragrant small fish, he looked disgusted, but he couldn't resist the delicious taste, so he reluctantly waited at the door to take it. Who knew that Chuncao turned around and took it outside, and he heard the cheers of a group of children.

Chuncao came back and finally filled a plate for them, which was beautifully presented, with only about ten pieces in total.

Xuanque glared at Chuncao angrily. Chuncao didn't have a good impression of this girl who always wanted to beat or kill people. She turned around and started to put on the barbecue, another small plate.

Xuan Que placed two small plates in front of Zheng Changzhi and said, "Sir, the food in the countryside is very simple. Please have a taste. If you don't like it, ask the cook to remake it."

Zheng Changzhi showed an expression of great disgust, and picked up a crucian carp seed the size of a fingernail and put it into his mouth as if it were poison. "Crunch...", a crisp sound.

The look of disgust on his face never faded, and the little fish was gone.

He looked at the barbecue slices with disgust, and soon the barbecue was gone.

Zheng Changzhi threw down his chopsticks and said, "It's so disgusting."

Old Wen lowered his head, collected the plates and sent them out, and did not come in for a long time.

Xuanque was at a loss. The young master said it was unpalatable. Should she still eat it?

When Lao Wen came in, Xuan Que smelled his fragrance and the smell of alcohol. He opened his eyes wide and asked, "Lao Wen, have you been drinking?"

Old Wen burped. He didn't want to drink, but the wine was so strong and addictive, and Rong Shizi's subordinates were too enthusiastic.

On the other side, Tang Fuyun no longer wanted to think about it and walked out grabbing his hair. Several people were speechless about this. With this attitude towards life, he was not the kind of person who could enter the officialdom. People would find fault with him every minute.

Tang Fuyun went to find Rong Tang. His idea was very simple: Rong Tang was his brother-in-law, and he should help him when he was in trouble.

Rong Tang was sad for a while in Tangwu, then cheered up. Since he had decided to let it go, he decided not to think about it anymore. They just looked alike, it was no big deal.

Tang Fuyun came in and gave him both the blueprints and the small painting.

Rong Tang was confused, "What is this?"

Tang Fuyun hummed, "I want an official position. Master Zheng asked me to design a lightweight and flexible wheelchair and recommended me to work in the Ministry of Works."

"Hey!"

He really didn't treat him as an outsider and asked for an official position openly.

"Mr. Tang, I have no objection to you seeking an official position. It's your luck that someone recommended you. Just plan it well. What do you mean by giving it to me?"

"Master Zheng said that I should paint as simply and clearly as this small painting. I can't do that, so you paint it."

Oh my god, blatant cheating, and it's so natural.

"Mr. Tang, isn't this inappropriate for you? You ask for an official position, and I do the work?"

"You're my brother-in-law!"

Such a strong reason, Rong Tang couldn't refuse.

"Mr. Tang, forgive my bluntness, but I'm afraid you won't be able to make it in the officialdom with your straightforward and unyielding personality."

There are many people who rely on nepotism to get things done through the back door, but I have never seen anyone who is so open and loud.

People like Tang Fuyun who have no brains can kill people once they enter.

When he walked to the door, he saw many eyes looking over here, including those from the Zheng family. Rong Tang held his forehead with his hand.

Tang Fuyun was very stubborn, "You are my brother-in-law, you have to help me."

Rong Tang was certain that Tang Fuyun either had a mental problem or a psychological problem. He had always been tolerant of mental patients.

He sighed, opened the drawing, and was stunned.

To be honest, Tang Fuyun is really talented. The drawings he drew are already quite exquisite, far exceeding the level of most craftsmen in this world. If made according to this drawing, Master Zheng's wheelchair should be very advanced.

Of course, this advanced level is also divided according to the industrial level of this world. With the existing technology, it is already quite good to be able to achieve this effect.

"Mr. Tang, your diagram is already quite complete. There's not much room for improvement."

Tang Fuyun's eyes widened, "Do you understand my picture?"

Rong Tang looked dumbfounded, "So? You think I can't understand it, and you're giving it to me to help you?"

"I asked you to draw a small picture, just like this one, just like this one..."

He couldn't describe it, the word was cute.

Rong Tang grabbed the charcoal pencil and drew him a simple little man sitting in a simple wheelchair, which was very vivid.

"Can you do it?"

Tang Fuyun was discouraged. How could this be done?

"Mr. Tang, why are you so obsessed with entering the government? You don't care whether it's suitable for you or not."

Tang Fuyun murmured, "If I don't become an official, my mother and sister will have no one to rely on, and they will be bullied."

"Who bullies them?"

"It's Aunt Cao and my elder sister Yu Nuan."

Rong Tang still remembered the girl in red who pushed Tang Tiantian. She was full of malice towards her younger sister.

"Is it your father, Lord Tang?"

Why would a concubine bully the wife? It is often because the man in charge of the family is biased first.

Tang Fuyun said nothing, as a son should not criticize his father's faults.

Rong Tang roughly understood why Tang Fuyun wanted to get a government position to support his mother and sister. He felt that he had no other abilities, so getting a job in the Ministry of Works was within his capabilities.

Rong Tang's eyes were complicated. A person with simple thoughts, no matter how talented he was, would not be able to get ahead in official circles. The drawings he designed would probably be embezzled by his superiors.

But if I don't help him, I'll feel bad.

"You only say that Master Zheng is dissatisfied with this and that. What exactly is he asking for?"

"He said the wheelchair was heavy and needed to be pushed. If there was no one around, he couldn't move at all." Rong Tang saw the crux of the problem. Although Tang Fuyun's design was exquisite, it did not meet the requirements of Master Zheng.

Having said that, the wheelchairs Rong Tang had seen in the world were all made of wood as the main material. They were clumsy and difficult to use. There were two wooden legs behind the wheels for balance. Otherwise, if there was no one to hold on, the person in the wheelchair would fall over.

"Mr. Tang, these two wooden legs at the back are destined to be unable to move on their own. Have you ever considered replacing them with small wheels?"

Tang Fuyun frowned, "Four wheels? Isn't that too big?"

"I mean the little wheels."

Rong Tang drew as he spoke. The wooden legs were removed and small wheels were installed on both sides of the footrest. In this way, even if there was no one pushing it, the bicycle could move forward and backward freely by turning the large wheels.

"If you need to turn, you can install universal wheels. Universal wheels are..."

Rong Tang explained the principle of the universal wheel again, and Tang Fuyun seemed like a primary school student who had opened the door to a new world. He opened his eyes as if he was wearing colored contact lenses, and was eager to learn without making any mistakes.

"The universal wheels must be installed behind the main wheels, otherwise it will be difficult to control. If you still think the wooden wheelchair is clumsy, you can consider changing the material. Carbon steel pipes are good and not difficult to smelt. Also, if you are worried about being chased and intercepted, you can install hidden weapons on the wheelchair armrests to save your life in critical moments."

He drew as he spoke, and in a short while he had drawn several models. The small paintings were very vivid, showing all the advantages of several wheelchairs, especially the hidden arrow shot out from the armrest and attacked the bandit who blocked the road. The person sitting in the wheelchair was really domineering.

Tang Fuyun was completely stunned. How could this be possible?

But with his brain, he actually understood it, right...

"What is carbon steel?"

"It's a special way of making iron that's both light and strong."

Finally, I asked him, "Do you understand?"

Tang Fuyun seemed to have his core burning, and finally nodded.

Rong Tang was in awe. Oh my god, this is incredible! This guy is a genius!