"But even if you say it's wrong, where is it wrong? How can it be fixed? What if it collapses again after we fix it?"
That's the crux of the problem. It's not that no one has doubted the quality of the blueprints they received, but if they think that way, it means they'll never be able to build it.
Who wouldn't panic?
Zheng Quchi kicked his sore and numb legs and said calmly, "Leave it to me. It will take at least an hour and no more than two hours. I will give you the revised drawings."
Everyone was a little stunned by what they heard.
"You...you can draw up blueprints for watchtowers?"
Everyone found it absurd.
It's as if they were all still at the age of playing in the mud, while she had quietly become an adult and was able to teach them how to be good people.
Too lazy to answer such a pointless question, she asked directly, "Where can I find Xuan paper and a brush?"
The young worker hesitated for a long time before stammering, "It's...it's in the foreman's barracks."
Is she serious?!
The bald-headed man sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation. He knew she had no idea where the construction officer's barracks were. "Fine, fine, I'll take you there. Let's see if you're just pretending to be a god or playing tricks."
After Zheng Quchi and Shan Bian had walked away, the group, who had been in a daze of silence, suddenly became excited and agitated.
"What should I do? I... I think she really can do it."
"Do you remember what happened before? She was the one who rescued us from General Yuwen."
At first, they looked down on Sang Xuanqing because of her appearance, height, and age, despising her for being too thin and frail to live up to the reputation of a craftswoman. But now, she seems to be teaching them a lesson with her abilities.
"Let's go! Everyone go and see. I absolutely refuse to believe that this black kid is so amazing, he'll be able to guess anything after all this time here!"
They forgot their worries and fears and rushed to the foreman's barracks, only to find him waiting outside with a dazed expression. He and the carpenters exchanged glances and then looked into the barracks in unison.
There were three people inside at that moment.
Besides Zheng Quchi, there's also Shan Bian and... monitoring the boy.
He noticed something was wrong halfway through and followed along, relying on his somewhat thin bond with Zheng Quchi that allowed him to get in.
Zheng Quchi sat down and began to make reasonable cuts and additions based on the original drawing.
She had already processed most of the data, but now there were still some more specific parts that would take some time.
But these were not difficult tasks for her, an experienced person, since the structure and function of a single watchtower are relatively simple.
The only difficulty was that she was unfamiliar with the practical functions of this facility, such as its optimal height and visual requirements, and whether the soldiers of Ye Kingdom were more accustomed to climbing ladders or turning ladders for stability, etc.
This part stems from the fact that she is not a native of this era, and she believes that she should read more local professional books to fill this gap in her knowledge.
While her mind wandered to these thoughts, her hands kept moving, and soon a complete watchtower appeared on the paper. It was almost a replica of the main structure of the craftsman's blueprints, but she removed some of the flying corners and parts to make it more streamlined and focused on functionality.
Then there are the analytical diagrams to make the construction easier for craftsmen to understand.
When she is working diligently, no one can disturb or affect her. She is completely focused on projecting the images in her mind onto paper, and finally creating a physical building that satisfies her.
Dan Bian leaned close behind her and watched as the sheets of Xuan paper were filled from nothing, then transformed into strings of numbers. When the final watchtower seemed to stand realistically before him, he was stunned.
"You... are truly multi-talented. You can even learn something so difficult in a short time."
He recalled that he had studied carpentry for a few years at the Mo family, but unfortunately, he had to change careers because he lacked talent.
While he remained half-dead and lurking in the carpenter's house, she seemed to have taken a miraculous tonic, rising stronger with each challenge. This made him wonder if she was actually his mission partner at all, but some important figure hiding her true identity.
Qiu glanced at the crowd of curious onlookers thronging the window, then lowered her eyes: "This time, she's completely exposed to everyone..."
Whether it's good or bad, he doesn't know, but he will obey orders and report what happens truthfully.
After a moment of random thoughts, Shan Bian glanced at Qiu's dazed expression and suddenly remembered something. He walked over and whispered, "Qiu, do you see the hundred elite soldiers that Yuwen Sheng left behind outside the camp?"
He looked at Shan Bian and nodded.
"Qu Chi said that they are waiting for spies to release carrier pigeons in the middle of the night so that they can capture them in one fell swoop. You must not fall for it, understand?"
Autumn:"……"
He glanced at Zheng Quchi's slightly furrowed brows and serious, composed profile, and inexplicably became somewhat engrossed in watching him.
Did you hear me?
"Um."
He agreed and then fell silent.
Fortunately, she didn't find out that he almost did something stupid.
Zheng Quchi was completely unaware that the two clowns had a conversation, and even less aware that Shan Bian's unintentional reminder successfully dissuaded Qiu from tattling, thus preventing the exposure of her suspicious points beforehand.
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Time passed as everyone waited anxiously and nervously.
The person who had been focused on their desk finally straightened up and stood up.
Their nerves tightened suddenly.
Zheng Quchi dried the dozen or so drawings, let out a soft sigh, and then handed them to Shan Bian.
"They can start construction now."
This seemingly casual remark struck them like a thunderclap.
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