First Lady of the Crown Prince Chapter 108

  Chapter 108 Inventions (two more)

  Gu Jiao went to the hospital.

  Today is the appointment date for the follow-up consultation with the mysterious big man, who had been waiting in Huichuntang early.

  This time, he didn't let anyone clear the medical hall.

  Because Gu Jiao was late to bid farewell to Xiao Liulang, she told her to wait for a while.

  The face of the young guard next to him was completely black: "Huh, you are the first person who dares to let my grandfather wait!"

  Gu Jiao spread her hands: "Oh, it's an honor."

  The young guard rolled his face.

  Gu Jiao entered the wing room.

  The man wears a hat with a veil, which hides his face, but he can't hide his dignity and respectability.

  He is still guarding two gentlemen with a feminine temperament.

After seeing it a few times, people have long been accustomed to Gu Jiao's rudeness. Seeing that Gu Jiao saw their paternal father who couldn't even give a courtesy, she just sat down. She could only slander in her heart, but she didn't dare to be half ironic. Sentence.

  There is no other reason, my father's illness has really cured this little girl!

  Gu Jiao gave him three shots of benzathine penicillin, one shot every seven days, and the last shot was done last month. He came here today for a review.

  Gu Jiao took his pulse and checked it.

  "I am healed, am I?" The man's voice was overjoyed.

  Gu Jiao took off her gloves and said to him: “At present, it seems that the recovery is good, but it will take two years to not relapse before it can be regarded as a complete cure. The discomfort is followed up.”

   "Uh..." The man was silent.

  Gu Jiao realized that his mood was different from the previous few days: "What's the matter? Can't follow up?"

  The man smiled, and said: "It's true that I'm going to leave."

   "Oh." Gu Jiao is not surprised. He doesn't have a local accent to hear him. He may not even be from Youzhou. He is from a farther place, so Gu Jiao can't guess where.

  The man and Yan Yue said: "But I believe I have been cured by the girl, so I ventured to ask the girl, your medical skills are so good, I don't know where you learned from?"

  Gu Jiao said, "I have a lot of teachers."

  This is the truth. In her previous life, she studied medicine at a university and a graduate school, and then went to a graduate school. There are indeed many teachers who have taught her.

The man is not a person with no vision. Gu Jiao didn't want to talk more on this topic, so he stopped asking. He said, “Thank you girl for curing my disease. I have one more thing to come today, which is I hope I can solemnly thank the girl."

   "You have already paid the consultation fee, and you don't need to thank you..." Gu Jiao halfway through, saw the man took a brocade box from the servant and put it on the table.

  The brocade box is not a vulgar thing at first glance.

  Gu Jiao switched seamlessly: "If you really want to give the gift, I can only barely accept it."

  The people just didn't look at it. You, you have the ability, and you have a little more bones, continue to say you don't want it!

  The man smiled tolerantly, and pushed the brocade box to Gu Jiao's hand.

  Gu Jiao opened it and saw that it was an exquisite jade folding fan. Gu Jiao held the fan in her hand. The touch was slightly cool, and the jade was icy. It was really a good fan.

   "Do you like it?" the man asked.

  Gu Jiao hesitated.

  People are dumbfounded, aren't they, fans made by the thousand-year-old Hanyu, don't like this?

   "If you don't like it, you can change to something else." The man said gently.

   "Hmm, is there a fan made of gold?" Gu Jiao asked.

  People shook their bodies twice without holding back. You really don't know how to be polite. You have to exchange for gold when you come up, but is gold worth it? The country folks are just ignorant!

  The man smiled and said, "There is no golden fan, but I have other golden things here."

   After all, he summoned one of them to subordinate, and whispered a few words in his ear, the subordinate's eyes were straight: "Master, is this wrong? That is..."

  The man didn't look like Gu Jiao to his servant: “Let you take it, so what do you do with so much nonsense? When I went to Jiangnan, I found that you have other skills, but the words are getting more and more frequent.”

   "Yes." The servant did not dare to neglect, and gave Gu Jiao a grieving look, and went to the carriage and brought a new small box over.

   is actually Huarong Dao made of pure gold.

  Hua Rong Dao is an ancient educational toy. Many shops sell it, but they are all made of wood and made of gold. Gu Jiao saw it for the first time.

  It's fun and sparkling, so small headroom will love it.

  Gu Jiao nodded in satisfaction.

  The man looked at her unsmiling little face finally with a small expression, he couldn't help but said, "Does the girl like gold or Huarong Dao?"

  Gu Jiao said: "It's not that I like it, but my brother likes it."

  The man smiled slightly: "The girl still has a younger brother?"

  Gu Jiao compared her fingers: "Not one, but three."

  Man: It doesn't look like it would be great to give one away!

  The man gave Gu Jiao two more gifts. The people on the side felt the pain of his father. Why would you ask? Does this kill God? Pit yourself to death?

  There is nowhere to say.

   is your own good face.

  When Gu Jiao left the hospital, there were three luxury gift bags in the small back basket!

  The man arched his hands at Gu Jiao at the gate of Huichun Hall: "Girl, there will be a period later."

  Gu Jiao glanced at him: "There will be a period after you and the doctor, what's wrong with you?"

   After all, she was carrying a small back basket and sank into the crowd without looking back.

  The popularity is broken, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Lord, look at her..."

The man was also a little startled. After all, no one had dared to talk to him like this for many years, but he would be happy, but he smiled in a good mood: "Yes, what's wrong with me? Why do you want to see the doctor? Is it okay to be in good health?"

   "Lord..."

   "It's time to return to Beijing, let's go." 鈥斺�

  After Gu Jiao left Huichuntang, she set off to the only iron shop in the town.

  This iron shop has been open for more than 20 years, and it can be regarded as an old shop.

  As soon as Gu Jiao walked to the door, she heard a ding-ding-dong-dong. The iron shop had a very good business, and the blacksmiths were too busy.

  There is no counter in the shop. Gu Jiao called a buddy and asked, “I ordered iron tools here last month, and today is the day of delivery.”

  The man carried a heavy basket of iron ore, and shouted in the lobby: "Pharaoh! Someone is coming to get the goods!"

"Come here!" A sweaty blacksmith hurriedly ran out with a towel around his neck. While he wiped the sweat off his face, he looked at Gu Jiao, "Who wants Get the goods? Are you?"

  The coachman from Huichuntang ordered the goods last time, so the old blacksmith did not know her.

  Gu Jiao let out a hum, and handed him the pair of cards.

  There are still few scholars in ancient times and not many blacksmiths can read. Therefore, they all use pairs of cards. Each pair has a corresponding row number. According to the row number, you can know which batch of goods it is.

   "You haven't finished this." The old blacksmith frowned.

  Gu Jiao said, "But what I said last time was to get the goods today."

  The old blacksmith wiped his sweat with a towel, and said, "But we haven't finished it, and we can't help it."

  "About how long will it take?" Gu Jiao asked.

   "This..." The old blacksmith thought for a while, "A month or two."

  Gu Jiao wondered: "So long? Don't I need too many farm tools?"

The old blacksmith sighed, "It's not yours. I took a job in the shop last month. I took it before you. The iron tools for mining iron ore are a thousand pieces. Our small iron shop Where can I get here? It's still more than half way short! There are not enough manpower, and not enough stoves..."

  "Pharaoh! It's time to strike!" a blacksmith yelled.

   "Hey! Coming!" The old blacksmith yelled from inside the shop, then turned to Gu Jiao and said, "Girl, you should come back next month."

  Gu Jiao didn't want to wait that long.

  After the old blacksmith entered, she also entered the iron shop. The buddies and the blacksmiths were so busy, no one paid attention to a little girl.

  In all fairness, there are not many people in the iron shop. Based on this number, it is enough to hesitate to make a thousand pieces of iron in a month.

  Then the problem should not be the shortage of manpower.

  Gu Jiao looked at their blast furnace again, and immediately discovered the problem.

  Ironmaking requires extremely high temperatures. In order to reach this temperature, blast furnaces generally use blowers. Gu Jiao originally thought that the iron shop of this dynasty also used water drain blast, but it turned out to be the most primitive human blast.

  Manpower blast, commonly known as the platoon, the biggest disadvantage is that there is only one tuò (pouch made of horse skin) in an interface, and once the man blasts the wind, the tuò closes once.

  A blast furnace has about four to six ports. In other words, a blast furnace can blow up to six times at the same time.

  This efficiency is much lower than that of water drainage.

  The water platoon is driven by hydraulic power. The platoon can be closed several times every time the water wheel rotates, which not only saves time, but also saves manpower.

  Gu Jiao shared her thoughts with the old blacksmith.

  The old blacksmith is very surprised, how can a little girl in a commoner understand this?

   After being surprised, he said: "I've seen the one you mentioned, it's only available in the imperial iron shop."

  No craftsman in the private sector can do water drainage.

   "I will do it." Gu Jiao said.

  The old blacksmith was taken aback.

  Gu Jiao thought for a while: “However, what I'm going to do next is not a water drain.”

  Gu Jiao said a title.

  "What box?" The old blacksmith said that he had never heard of it!

  "Do you have paper?" Gu Jiao asked.

   "Huh?" The old blacksmith was so stupid by Gu Jiao that he hadn't reacted for a while.

  Gu Jiao simply found a bluestone slab on the ground, took out the charcoal pen in his purse, and drew attentively.

  Some other blacksmiths were attracted to her, and the old blacksmith scolded: "Look at anything! Go work!"

  Because of the majesty of the master, the blacksmiths are forced to work with curiosity, but they still look at Gu Jiao from time to time.

  What did this little girl draw on their iron paved floor?

  The old blacksmith finally couldn't help but asked, "Girl, what are you doing?"

   "Painting." Gu Jiaoyan said concisely.

   "Why are you painting on my floor when you are okay? I have to find someone to wipe it later, how troublesome!"

  Gu Jiao smiled: “I will let you complete the remaining 1,000 pieces of iron in ten days, don't you want it?”

   "Ten, ten days?" The old blacksmith straightened up with his arms on his hips, "Don't laugh!"

  He is the one who strikes iron, can he still not know? Even if the people in their entire iron shop add up to sleep, it will take at least a month!

  Unless the imperial water drainage technology is used, it will take 20 days.

   "I didn't laugh."

  The old blacksmith expressed his disbelief.

  "What if I did it?"

The old blacksmith held his arms in his arms and looked at her condescendingly: "If you do it, I will make your iron tools for you for free, and I won't charge you a copper plate! Not only that, I will pack all your iron tools in the future. Never want you alone!"

  Gu Jiao thought about it seriously, and felt that this deal was feasible: "Okay, I promise you."

  The old blacksmith makes no mouth, what did you agree to? Bragging to the sky!

  Gu Jiao finished the drawing soon, and she nodded in satisfaction: "It should be like this, you will find a carpenter over here in a while."

  The old blacksmith opened his mouth wide: "What?"

  Gu Jiao rolled up her sleeves and said, "Don't froze. If you froze again, you won't be able to finish it."

   After that, Gu Jiao stood up, wrapped the charcoal in kraft paper and put it back in her purse. After washing her hands with water, she turned and left.

  The old blacksmith has a circled face, can't this, this, this? Is the little girl playing with him? How could she understand this?

  However, for some reason, the old blacksmith thought of the other person squatting on the ground with a calm expression on the ground, or went to the next door to call the carpenter.

  The carpenter is knowledgeable. After reading the drawings on the bluestone slab, his eyes immediately changed: "Who painted this?"

   "What's wrong?" the old blacksmith asked weirdly.

  The carpenter didn't answer his words. He knelt down and piously touched the blueprint on the ground with both hands as if he was looking at a treasure. However, he was afraid of knocking it off a bit and didn't dare to touch it.

  This cautious look made the old blacksmith puzzled.

  The carpenter's eyes flashed green, he went back to the shop without a word, grabbed a pen and paper, knelt on the ground and began to copy the drawing religiously.

  He has a vague hunch, this may be the most amazing thing he has done in his life!

  Confused, the old blacksmith stared at the pattern on the bluestone slab and looked left and right: "What the hell? Is it really possible to make something?"

  (End of this chapter)

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