Another blueprint was started, and this time it took a little more effort, since it was an important internal structure. Every component needed to be so detailed that it could be seen with the naked eye, so that the craftsmen could build it according to the blueprint.
She was so busy that it was almost evening. When Yuwen Sheng returned from his work, he saw her diligently drawing at her desk, her hands and mind constantly working.
Brother Sang came over to deliver the food and saw Yuwen Sheng standing by the door, so he asked, "Is she still busy?"
What is the carpenter's square doing?
"She said she was making a car. She's always been like this since she was little; once she sets her mind on something, she's like she's possessed, completely absorbed and unable to stop until she succeeds. That personality of hers is just like her father's..."
Yuwen Sheng had no interest in listening to his incessant chatter and asked directly, "Has she been like this all day?"
"That's right, she's so engrossed in her work that she forgets to eat and sleep." Brother Sang said irritably, then handed him the bowl and chopsticks in his hand: "Now that you're back, take this to her. Don't let her draw anymore. She only ate a few bites at noon, but you must make her finish this bowl tonight."
Although Yuwen Sheng did not agree, he took the bowl and went inside.
He first glanced at the completed blueprints on her desk, which were arranged with various intricately disassembled components, as well as neat numbers and listed data, which were profound and mysterious.
He didn't understand it, but he knew that she was serious and focused on building an extraordinary carriage.
And... there should have been some results.
"Located square, are you hungry?"
He sat beside her, his gaze gentle and attentive as he asked her.
"Ah, you're back?" Zheng Quchi looked up and saw the food he was holding. She frowned and said, "You eat first. I'll heat it up myself when I'm done with my work."
After saying that, she continued to work diligently.
She didn't want her carefully crafted train of thought to be interrupted; she was determined to calculate this set of data today.
Because wooden structures have limitations in terms of load-bearing capacity, the size of the wheels, the choice of wood, whether or not to add iron bars, the number of spokes and rivets, all of these must be calculated in advance.
"I've already eaten at the camp." He looked at her serious and focused profile, her cheeks flushed with a moist, apple-like color, her small lips pursed. He figured she wouldn't remember to eat until she finished this trip.
So he held it up, picked up a bite, and fed it to her mouth.
"Open your mouth."
Zheng Quchi glanced at him, but it was probably just a reflexive action without thinking, before turning back.
She opened her mouth, and he fed her bite after bite of food without the slightest impatience.
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