Cheng Yaojin was also working with a serious face. Since he had decided to learn from Zhang Heng secretly, he would carry it out to the end. He called out to Cheng Chumo. Ignoring the ashes on his face, he picked up a piece of wood and stirred it over the fire. With a gentle tug, he tied it with a silk thread. The whole project was completed.
After about a quarter of an hour, he pushed the handle of the bow and considered it a success. Cheng Chumo randomly picked one of them and held it in front of Zhang Feng. He smiled and said, "Feng Zi, take a look. Is this okay?"
Zhang Feng looked up and saw that Cheng Chumo's face was covered with ashes, as if he had just burned charcoal. Combined with his bruised and swollen face, he looked like a fat pig, a black fat pig. This made Zhang Feng laugh.
Cheng Chumo was puzzled. He looked at Zhang Feng curiously and asked, "Feng Zi, what are you laughing at?"
"Nothing."
Zhang Feng held back his laughter and tried not to look at Cheng Chumo's face. Otherwise, he was sure that he would not be able to control himself. He took the bow handle in Cheng Chumo's hand and looked at it seriously. The bow handle was the most important step. There could not be any mistakes. Otherwise, it would break with a gentle pull. After looking at it for a while and making sure that there was no problem, he handed the bow handle back to Cheng Chumo. "It's okay. Are you all done?"
Cheng Chumo nodded. "All done. There are 20 in total. What should we do now?"
Zhang Feng stood up and glanced at the bow handles on the ground. He said to everyone, "Take the bow handles. Let's go back to the cave. Remember to put out the fire."
After that, he turned and went back to the cave. Everyone quickly picked up the bow handles and followed him.
Back in the cave, Zhang Feng first took a look at the rubber. Seeing that it was not ready yet, he called Arkinnon to his side and said seriously, "Go and make some pulleys, like this …"
As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper from the table and began to draw with a pen. As he drew, he said, "Remember, this pulley is round. I've already drawn how big it is for you. As for the materials, I'll use steel and rubber. There are two types of materials in total. Go and make some with these two materials first."
Alkinnon was a little confused.
This was the first time he had seen such a novel thing, and it was even on paper.
Logically speaking, he was quite knowledgeable, but after looking at it for a long time, he still couldn't figure out what it was or what it could be used for.
However, according to the dean's logic, it should be used on bows and arrows.
But how was this thing supposed to be used?
It had nothing to do with bows and arrows.
He was puzzled and asked subconsciously, "Dean, what … is this useful for?"
Zhang Feng didn't stop until he finished the last stroke. He handed the drawing to Arkinnon and said seriously, "This will be used on the bow later."
On the bow?
Arkinnon was even more confused.
This was just a round thing. How was he going to add it to the bow?
With a puzzled look, he asked, "Dean, how do you add it?"
Zhang Feng didn't want to explain so much. After all, Arkinnon didn't need it at all. However, seeing how eager Arkinnon was to learn, he still said, "This is called a pulley. Wait a minute, this will be on both sides of the bow. This will increase the tension of the bow handle …"
While the two were talking, Cheng Yaojin, who was not far away, saw everything. He strode forward and put his hand on Zhang Feng's shoulder. He smiled and said, "Fengzi, what are you talking about?"
Zhang Feng took half a step back with a look of disdain. This guy's sweat stink was too strong. It was better to stay away from him, or he would be smoked into bacon. After standing still, he coughed softly and said, "I'm discussing the bow with Arkinnon. What's wrong? Do you want to hear it too? "
"That's not it."
Cheng Yaojin naturally wouldn't admit it. After all, it wouldn't be good for his reputation. He waved his hand and pretended not to care. "I'm just here to see if there's anything I can help with."
"No, you can go now."
Zhang Feng was a little impatient. It wasn't because of anything else, but because this guy smelled too strong. Just now, he was sweating in the cave, sawing wood outside, and now he was sweating all over again. The smell could be smelled from three feet away.
However, Cheng Yaojin didn't think so. He was like a piece of dog skin plaster. He pretended not to hear Zhang Feng and still stood beside him.
Zhang Feng saw that it didn't work, but there was no other way. He knew that this guy was here for the blueprint. He could only continue to talk to Arkinnon about the pulley.
When Cheng Yaojin heard this, his ears instantly perked up.
However, the more he listened, the more he felt that something was wrong.
Fengzi seemed to be planning to make a pulley and install it on the bow.
What kind of bow and arrow would contain such a strange item?
It had never been seen before.
Could this Fengzi be up to no good?
He thought for a moment and couldn't help but ask, "Fengzi, what's this pulley for? Are you really going to install it on the bow? Is it useful? "
Zhang Feng rolled his eyes at Cheng Yaojin and said angrily, "It's not up to you to judge whether it's useful or not. Since I dare to do this, of course, I'm confident."
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