The man, who was so anxious about hitting a bottleneck and seeing the deadline fast approaching that he was about to hang himself, was quickly persuaded by Mu Gaoyi and Shi Hetong.
With these two as guarantors, why not take advantage of this opportunity where you don't have to bear the main responsibility and can still be a slacker?
Those who have achieved some success and are extremely confident in their work are incredibly arrogant, unwilling to share any of the profits with others, and insist on sticking to their own choices.
The two men, Mu and Shi, spent the entire morning wandering around, carrying blueprints but only managed to secure one-third of the sponsorships.
They felt this wouldn't work, so they went back to Zheng Quchi.
Once he opened his mouth, he was full of complaints: "They all look at us like we're idiots. They say that if we're just building cars based on imagination, no matter how beautiful the drawings are, it's all for nothing if we can't build them. Some of the people who are on good terms with us agreed with some doubt, but most of them refused. They've already completed half of the equipment, how can they give up so easily?"
Zheng Quchi was selecting and unloading timber in the huge warehouse. She had previously said she would go up the mountain to find timber, but now there was readily available timber, and the variety and quality of the timber were excellent. It was as if she had entered a giant's treasure trove, and she was overwhelmed by the sights.
After listening, she asked, "So how many people have you gathered?"
"About thirty or so."
Zheng Quchi concentrated, did some calculations, and after reaching a conclusion, he relaxed and said, "It's alright, we can start now."
"Are thirty-odd people enough?" Mu Gaoyi asked in surprise.
"There is enough time, but I'm worried that things might go wrong along the way, so I need to allow extra time for delays, rework, and trial and error," Zheng Quchi explained, explaining why she had previously wanted as many people as possible.
"Your ideas are very thoughtful. To be honest, sometimes when I chat with you, it doesn't feel like I'm talking to an ordinary craftsman. Instead, it feels like I'm talking to a seasoned master craftsman who has been immersed in construction for more than ten years," Mu Gaoyi said with emotion.
Zheng Quchi didn't say it, but she thought to herself that the amount of work she had done was enough to hone her skills to the point of becoming an expert.
She's started over with a new account, but she hasn't lost what's in her mind; she's still Zheng Quchi.
"Making good use of their strengths will make things twice as effective. Here is a form. Please distribute it to these thirty-odd people so they can fill it out and I can understand and assign tasks as quickly as possible."
Zheng Quchi handed them the personnel forms he had prepared during his spare time that morning.
What is a "table"?
Shi Hetong took it, glanced at the rules and regulations and the information to be filled in, and felt curious and interested.
"Name, age, length of service, area of expertise... how should I fill in these things? Why is it made like this?"
Because they had never seen this writing format or data summarization method before, the two of them felt at a loss for where to begin.
Zheng Quchi said, "Come on, let me fill out one first and show you how."
She casually found a piece of wood to use as a mat, placed the paper on it, and then took out her homemade charcoal pencil to write on it one by one: "Name, Aqing, age... 23, years of service, this is how long we've been carpenters, this can be counted from the day we finished our apprenticeship, I'll fill in about 15 years according to my situation..."
Shi Hetong and Mu Gaoyi gathered around and, seeing her personally demonstrate how to fill in the content, gradually understood it as well.
Admittedly, through this novel and effective method, she was indeed able to quickly ascertain the other party's craftsmanship experience.
But by the end, they were shocked by her shamelessness.
15 years of service?
He filled in 23 years old, right? If she has been a master carpenter for 15 years, does that mean she started learning carpentry at birth and then became a master carpenter at the age of eight?
Even if she wanted to show off her abilities, she didn't need to go to such an exaggerated degree.
"My skills are quite numerous: large-scale carpentry, small-scale carpentry, round-work carpentry, civil engineering, architecture, and decoration... machinery, framing, art..."
Seeing her muttering to herself and writing with incredible speed and fluency, Mu Gaoyi and Shi Hetong couldn't stand it anymore.
"Wait, okay, okay, can we fill in some truth? No, that's not important. I understand. What's this format called? How do we do it? Give it to us, and we'll send it out right away."
"...How is it not the truth?" Zheng Quchi was frustrated.
The two chuckled awkwardly, "Then we'll take it first. Oh, by the way, can we borrow this too? It'll save us from having to make a trip to borrow a pen and inkstone."
“This is a charcoal pencil,” Zheng Quchi told them.
Mu Gaoyi nodded quickly: "Oh, this thing, no, this charcoal pencil, I saw you using it to write earlier and I've been thinking it's amazing. It doesn't require grinding ink or dipping it in ink, you can just write on the paper like that, it's really convenient."
Seeing that they admired the charcoal pencils he had made, Zheng Quchi generously said, "Then I'll give these to you. I have more here."
"Thanks then."
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The wood Zheng Quchi needed for making carts had to be a mix of soft and hard woods, and could not be completely uniform. For example, the axles were generally made of maple, beech, and locust wood.
Fuxian County is rich in elm wood, which is very strong, corrosion-resistant, and durable, making it very suitable for bearings. Oak wood is used to make the carriage body, as it not only has beautiful grain and color but also fewer knots.
She knew exactly how much wood she needed. Once she found the wood she required, she would take it out and pile it up together so that it wouldn't be taken away when other craftsmen came in.
However, it was too much trouble for her to move these several tons of wood by herself, so she sat down on the pile of wood to rest for the time being, waiting for Gao Muyi and Shi Hetong to come back so she could think of a solution.
"Who are you? Get down here right now, I need to move this pile of elm wood."
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