Fall In Love with the Technology Tree

    There is a set of meritocracy rules implemented in the small forest courtyard, so Kong Mo is easy to come forward. Although he was the last craftsman to arrive in Qiao County.

    In the beginning, he could only create some mindless parts according to the drawings issued by the inner courtyard. But as he completed two "bounty problems" and three "free innovation", his treatment has been improved again and again. The Datong shop has become a single room, the gruel has become a meat porridge, and there is no need to deduct money from the salary for asking people to do laundry.

    However, Kong Mo was not satisfied.

    He wants to enter the mysterious inner workshop, he wants to make friends with the famous master Ai, he wants to know the combination of those strange parts and strange "bounty puzzles" What will be the result of being together.

    Kong Mo's background check failed, and he signed a ten-year cooperation contract, so he was generally excluded from the core. He could clearly feel it. Even the 12- or 13-year-old "little gentleman" who gave lectures in the night school understood the master's intention better than him:

    Armor's numbers are used to facilitate vertical calculations.

    Uniform weights and measures are for drawing accuracy and multi-person collaboration.

    New saplings and ramie are planted next to the cut down trees to maintain soil and water and adjust the climate.

    The best way to overcome droughts and floods is to build reservoirs in the upper reaches of the river.

    The cause of a solar eclipse is because the shadow of the moon blocks the sun, and it has nothing to do with the wrath of the sky.

    Wait blah blah.

    The more I listen, the more Kong Mo yearns for the mysterious inner house in the deep jungle. In Kong Mo's heart, there must be a master who pioneered the mountain and established the school. His thoughts comprehensively developed Fa, Mo, Confucianism, and Taoism, and combined a brand-new understanding of all things in nature, and finally became a self-contained body.

    It's probably an expert hired by the Cao family.

    I wonder when the masters are going to join the WTO? Or are you planning to live in seclusion for the rest of your life and educate your disciples?

    Before the orphans in Yanzhou and Qingzhou arrived, there were already many children in the other courtyard. They are called the "first-class students" of Ding's School, and it is said that they have been taught by the master for three years. Nominally a servant, but his words and deeds are calm and calm, he covers a wide range of fields, and he thinks carefully and discriminately, even more than some playboys from a wealthy family. In addition to helping manage a large number of "second-class students", "first-class students" also rotate internships in various departments in other hospitals.

    For example, in the martial arts field next to the dormitory, you can often see a boy named Twenty-seven.

    This is the day to receive the complaint letter once a month. It is said that it is a complaint letter, but not many people actually wrote it. Because there have been three orders and five applications from the steward before: nonsense and compliments don’t bother the master; once the false accusation is verified, it must be put on the line according to the family rules; the problem that has not been reported to the steward should be communicated with the steward first, and if it cannot be solved, then write up. letter.

    Kong Mo wrote a letter, he wants to enter the inner workshop! With the points he accumulated, he reached the standard of the Inner Workshop a month ago, but because he couldn't explain his origins, the background check had been stuck on him. He was not convinced, since the owner did not say in the ten-year treaty with him that he would be treated differently, his experience was unfair, and violated the statement of the other court that "no criminality without express provisions of the law, and no punishment without express provisions of the law. "the rules.

    Before dawn, a six-year-old girl came to the dormitory area with a small red box and knocked on the doors one by one. The north wind blew her little face red. Although the little girl is young, she is still not to be underestimated. Her thick coat is embroidered with the unique logo of "first-class students".

    Kong Mo threw the sealed letter into the box from the top opening, and found a piece of caramel from the room and stuffed it into her.

    The other party refused, and said with a small face and righteous words: "I am performing official duties, and I cannot give or receive privately."

    Kong Mo almost laughed, touched her head and let her go.

    The little girl pushed open the door and ran into the darkness before dawn in early winter.

    Kong Mo stretched. "How can the winter in previous years be so comfortable, floor heating, hey!" He washed his face in the copper basin, then put on his coat and walked out. It is also one of the regulations to get up early every day to trot in line for brainwashing education. He saw that there was still half an hour before the time to go to the gym, and he was afraid of oversleeping, so he might as well go out early and go shopping.

    Only when Kong Mo went to the martial arts training ground did he realize that something was wrong: Compared with the past, there are a lot of stewards and "first-year students" here today.

    A strong-eyed man stopped him with an iron knife: "You can't go in before the morning exercise time."

    Kong Mo put his hands in his sleeves, "hehe" with a smile: "I won't go in, I'll be outside. This warrior, is someone practicing inside?" He knew the rules of the other courtyard, no If you dare to bribe him with money, you can only ask straight to the point.

    The strong man shook his head: "Seeing that your clothes are also craftsmen from other courtyards, it doesn't matter to you, it's the little man who is picking people."

    "Little Dalangjun, is that the little Dalangjun of the Cao family?"

    Kong Mo gave the "second-year students" a few literacy lessons, and he recognized many of them at once. Either they were stupid and could not learn characters, or they were fond of martial arts and disliked writing. He immediately understood that although Ding's Academy tried to provide every orphan with learning opportunities, there were always people who were not good at learning or were too talented. Instead of wasting teaching resources in the school, it was better to let them accompany Xiao Langjun to practice martial arts.

    It's just that these people, if they are not talented in martial arts, their future achievements will be limited.

    Xiao Dalangjun seems to think so too. Compared with the string behind him, he paid more attention to the twenty-seven leading the way. "Twenty-seven, are you really not going with me?"

    Twenty-seven: "...Dalang, this is the fourth time you've said that."

    The sturdy young man stood on his hips: "Scholars die for confidants, I appreciate you more than your master."

    Twenty-seven twitched the corners of her mouth: "Thank you, I think my master knows me well."

    Cao Dalang laughed, and got on his horse without anyone helping him: "What she taught is a virtue."

    Kong Mo watched the gossip all morning and was satisfied. This Cao Dalang should be the eldest son of the Cao family and the future heir. He seems to be responsible and intelligent. Although Kong Mo believed that the owner of the other courtyard was someone else, it was also an important thing for the Cao family to be able to inherit the family in a stable manner.

    I have to say that Kong Mo is getting farther and farther from the truth because he thinks too much. The strict laws and countless new knowledge and ideas of the other courtyard gave him an illusion: the identity of the owner of the other courtyard is a mystery and is out of reach. But in fact, as long as he catches a "first-year student" and asks, he will immediately know that the owner of the other courtyard is Cao Erlang.

    The "rule-abiding" Kong Mo didn't inquire about the secret he thought he had, so a lot of misunderstandings arose.

    It happened the day he entered the inner workshop.

    Complaint letters are helpful. In less than seven days, the approval came down and asked him to pack up and go into the forest. Accompanying him, in addition to the nursing home Ding and a "first-class student" named "Du Mi", there was also Fang who came from Qiao County.

    "Although you are allowed in, there will be surveillance, and I am one of them, so be prepared."

    "I know, let's cooperate with Shibu's work." After staying in Yuzhou for a few months, Kong Mo's Cao's cliché was also very slippery.

    Fang Shi frowned and glared at him: "Glib."

    Kong Mo was not angry at all, and apologized to Fang: "It was me who implicated Fang's female doctor."

    Fang Shi understood the meaning of Kong Mo after a little thought. "Don't think too much, I am returning to Qiao County, it is a normal post. Even Ding Zhen can't stay in Luoyang forever. And," her voice suddenly softened, "I can see the master again with my own eyes and ears. Listening to her speech is also what I look forward to. The master and I have a life-saving grace."

    Kong Mo's heart is alarming. For the remaining half of the journey, he was stunned and didn't want to speak.

    The baby is not happy, and the baby has a sour mood.

    This kind of sour emotion completely vanished when he saw that the mechanized loom far exceeded the speed of human cloth production.

    "With this thing, all the people in the world will have clothes to wear!" Kong Mo almost danced, "No wonder everyone praised Master Ai, the great craftsman's work will be in the future and benefit the people."

    Craftsman Ai ignored him and studied a cotton and linen mixed cloth produced by a machine. "The gap between the warp and weft is getting bigger and bigger. Is it wear and tear? It's obviously hardwood, it shouldn't be."

    "It should be because the finished cloth roll is getting heavier and heavier, so the pull is getting stronger and stronger." Kong Mo interjected, "Try adding a rotating shaft here?"

    Craftsman Ai glanced at him, silent, thinking.

    "I think what he said makes sense." I don't know when an eight-year-old child was sitting at the door of the room, holding his chin and saying this.