"How did you do it? There were so many people, their facial expressions, their clothes, their headgear and background... can you remember everything?"
The two ministers are so curious!
Could this child be a child prodigy with a photographic memory?
Song Jinxiu: ...
This camera can, but what does she say?
"Well, I have a characteristic. When I want to remember something, I can remember it. When I don't want to remember it, I can't remember it."
Don't ask me what happened three days ago. Cameras can preserve memories, but I can't.
The two ministers looked at each other, wondering why this child spoke so irritatingly!
Just remember what you want to remember. If you had this ability, you would have been the top scorer in the imperial examination that year!
At this moment, Da Zhuang shouted from outside: "Qiu Sheng, the clan leader sister is not in your yard."
Song Qiusheng quickly answered loudly: "Yes, Brother Dazhuang. What do you want to talk to my sister about?"
Song Jinxiu heard the voice, turned her head and asked Dazhuang who was standing on tiptoe outside the courtyard wall, "What happened?"
Da Zhuang ran in sweating, "Sister Chief, it's bad, the waterwheel is broken."
Song Jinxiu was puzzled, "Waterwheel? Why did it break down? Was it because the water was flowing too fast?"
Song Dazhuang pouted and complained, "No, it was your eldest nephew who jumped on it and broke it."
Big, big nephew?
Who is it?
Fong Tzu-yu?
Song Jinxiu suddenly remembered that there was such a person.
"What is he doing on the waterwheel?"
Da Zhuang said angrily: "He didn't believe that the waterwheel could turn by itself, and insisted that there was something under the water. He didn't find anything in the water, so he started to dismantle the waterwheel. As a result, he couldn't put it back up after he dismantled it."
The waterwheel turns by itself? The Minister of Works blinked. Did he hear it wrong?
Can the waterwheel still turn on its own?
Song Jinxiu: This wasteful thing! What are you doing with the waterwheel?
She said to the two adults, "My Lords, the crops need watering now, and the waterwheel cannot be broken. I have to go and fix it quickly. Excuse me."
"Oh? It's okay. The crops are more important. I'll go with you. I'll be your servant and do this."
The Minister of Industry quickly put away the two paintings and ordered: "Lock the paintings in my luggage cabinet, and bring someone with me."
By intuition, he felt that this waterwheel was not simple.
Automatic water filling? Hear what you have heard.
Wang was a famous skilled craftsman in the Ministry of Industry, so he had to go and take a look.
The Minister of Revenue was completely focused on the painting.
"I look like this? A little thinner. Ouch, why is the beard sticking up? Hmm, overall I look pretty good. I'm much taller and more majestic than that old guy Luqiaoshou."
He stroked his beard and commented on the painting of himself. This portrait looks clearer and more vivid than myself in the mirror, and the more I look at it, the more satisfied I am.
After looking at myself, I went to look at the paintings of other people.
Um? These two brats didn't even listen to his lecture. Look at the way they rolled their eyes, it's obvious that they were daydreaming.
After appreciating the painting, the Minister of Revenue looked up at the other one, but couldn't find it.
"Where's the painting?"
Xiao Qiusheng said, "Grandpa Lu, roll it up and take it away."
"This old Lu always does things that are not worthy of being shown in public." Qian Dai said in annoyance.
He carefully rolled up 꿛꿗's painting, glanced at little Qiu Sheng, then at the painting on the wall, and asked with a smile: "Qiu Sheng, can you give this painting on your wall to Grandpa Qian? Grandpa Qian can exchange it with you for a rare copy."
How would Song Qiu Sheng know what a unique copy is?
But he knew that this was an important official, a distinguished guest invited by his sister.
Moreover, this is my portrait. Grandpa Qian wants it because he must like me.
So the narcissistic little guy waved it generously and said, "I'll give it to you. I'll ask my sister to draw it for me later."
"Hey, good boy."
The Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Qian Dai, stole Xiao Qiu Sheng's painting and returned happily to his residence.
By the Tongshui River, Fang Ziyu's clothes had dried, and he was lying on the ground assembling the impeller of the waterwheel.
When Song Jinxiu and the Minister of Works were chasing them, they saw a man covered in mud, sticking his butt out and breaking wood with a grunt.
Seeing Song Jinxiu coming over, Fang Ziyu quickly waved and said, "Don't move, don't move, hehehe, little sister-in-law, I will assemble it right away."
Song Jinxiu glanced at the scattered things on the ground.
You got a good head!
The parts are all broken into pieces, and the gears have no teeth. You will never be able to fix them.
Song Jinxiu rolled her eyes at him and ignored him, and ordered Li Chengdao: "Go to the warehouse at home and bring all the waterwheel parts over."
Fortunately, she made more than just this one waterwheel.
Peanuts are in the flowering and pod-forming stage, which is the stage that requires the most water. Only when the soil moisture content is maintained at around 70% can the peanuts form scabs more easily and bury themselves in the soil.
So, waterwheels are crucial.
Lu Qiaoshou, the Minister of Works, was stunned as he looked at the gears and transmission shafts.
He was like a child, looking here and touching there.
Fang Ziyu also threw down the pile of junk in his pocket, came over and pointed at a gear and said, "Oh, I see, this is originally connected."
Song Jinxiu glared at him and said, "Stay still, you are only allowed to watch, you are not allowed to go up."
This guy is not fat, and he is very good at martial arts. As soon as he got on the job, his wooden tools would turn into wood chips again.
When a new waterwheel was assembled and placed on the water, the Minister of Works, Lord Lu Qiaoshou, was once again stunned.
It really doesn't require any manpower, the waterwheel turns by itself, and the water is supplied?
Song Jinxiu explained: "This is a water wheel, which uses the impact of the water flow. This must be used in places with fast-flowing water.
Sir, you see, when the water flow hits the water wheel, the water wheel drives the large wheel axle to rotate, and the large wheel axle then drives the small wheel axle, so that the overturned wheel can scrape the water and go ashore.
Also, the tilt angle of the overturned vehicle and the impact angle of the water flow need to be adjusted appropriately. Do you think that if I put it like this, will it ensure the best water-lifting effect? ”
Lu Qiaoshou, the Minister of Works, nodded repeatedly in amazement.
"Chief Song, can you let me draw this waterwheel? If it is promoted nationwide, it will be a blessing for Cangwu!"
Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "Of course, if it can benefit the old family, Jinxiu has no choice but to do it."
"Okay, okay, okay. In this case, I will thank the Song clan leader on behalf of the entire world."
Song Jinxiu couldn't accept his thanks, so she quickly said, "Sir, you should go back and draw. I have the blueprints at home. You can help us improve it while you draw."
The Minister of Works thought to himself: With such an ingenious design, is there anything he can improve?
Originally, the two assistant ministers were preparing to go back, but because of the waterwheel issue, they were delayed for another two days and finally returned to Beijing.
Of course, when the two adults were in the village, County Magistrate Wang came twice, but was scolded and sent away by the two adults.
"We are here for the oil press. You can't get into the press. Why do you keep coming here? Don't you have anything to do in the county government?"
County Magistrate Wang went back in disgrace and did not dare to come again, but from time to time he had food from the restaurant brought to him as a treat.
After seeing off the two adults, Songjia Village finally became lively again.
Aunt Cuihua's loud voice rang out again, "Oh my god, I've been suffocating these past few days."
Aunt Huozi also laughed and said, "That's right. In the past, when my kid was disobedient, I chased him and scolded him half a street. These days, I don't dare to curse loudly in the yard, for fear that the officials will laugh at me."
The third grandmother laughed and scolded: "The young clan leader asked you to learn wisdom, but you are so frustrated? You are really not worthy of being on the stage."
Aunt Cuihua smiled and said, "Oh, you don't know, I am so depressed that I sing with the children every day after school. I feel so happy when I sing it out."
Everyone laughed.
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