Push, push, push!
Hu-day as lead children standing on the wooden stairs again to the first floor of the attic.
"On the left, there is a set of machine bamboo slips on the left side of the cabinet against the wall. You take it over and read it carefully." The lead child squinted and dragged his tone and lost his voice.
In the attic, no matter which one of the three floors is similar in layout, there is a big, wide table top with all kinds of exquisite mechanical parts. There are missing arms and legs, machine puppets, bronze cars, half-finished machines and crossbows, etc. In addition, there are cabinets or bamboo slips around the walls, or small and exquisite machine parts, or machine drawings.
"On the left side of the cabinet, there is a row of C columns …" Hu Tiankou muttered, and his sharp eyes swept away and immediately found the target.
He pulled out a heavy bamboo slip from the cupboard, which was rolled into a bundle about five inches long. Hu Tianzhan saw the first three characters-machine theory! Look at the signature again-the clever layman turned out to be a clever layman who compiled a machine experience himself.
Hu Tian browsed and gradually his eyes were deeply attracted by the divine light, and his face appeared solemn. He didn’t know how long it would take him to see the end of this bamboo slip before he slowed down and spit out a long mouthful of pneumatic words. "The giants of ten thousand years are really not simple. My original Taoist Gu Long is already a wonderful work. I didn’t expect this clever layman to be rich!"
This bamboo slip in his hand is not a detailed machine, but a clever layman’s experience in the field of machine for many years. Hu Tian was not immediately attracted by it without a glance at it, even though he had never seen it before, and his wisdom and vision were also folded at a glance.
After the child secretly caught a glimpse of Hu-day’s face, he couldn’t help but feel happy and proud. "Now that you have read this bamboo slip, please say something about it. If it makes sense, this first test will let you pass."
"So this is the first test." Hu-day finally knew what the first test was hard to say and easy to say.
He thought to himself, "What is written in this bamboo slip is that the clever layman wants me to talk about the idea of machine technology. In fact, it is to examine whether my own idea conflicts with the clever layman. No wonder the white fox student is stuck here."
Nowadays, the development of mechanical technology has been full of schools and colorful ideas. As far as the field of repair is concerned, the biggest alliance of mechanical technology is the alliance of four families: Hu, Jing, Mo and Xuanyuan. Pan Guxing Hu’s family is the branch of mechanical Hu’s family in these four families.
Every ten years, these four families will compete with each other for machine skills. The reason is that each machine has different ideas, and no one is the same. The fact is that Hu Jiabu’s ideas about machine skills are also complicated. At the beginning, ancestor Hu Tian was pushed out to Pan Guxing because of the disagreement of ideas.
"The white fox must be different from the clever layman’s concept. This was brushed away. The clever layman wanted to take care of himself and knew how great the disaster would be if the inheritance fell into the wrong idea, but it would be better not to leave it to fate."
Thought of this, Hu Tian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The clever lay man wanted to inherit the tradition, but he wanted to choose a person who was both gifted and had similar ideas. For this reason, Hu Tian never passed again. Although his machine was weak, he read a book of bamboo slips made by Hu Jiazu’s robot horse, but instead it was like a blank piece of paper, which was more suitable for describing what machine idea he didn’t even form himself. After reading "Machine Theory", he felt that there was no source of conflict between clever lay men.
The lead child then warned, "Idea is idea. I hope you can speak frankly. Machine idea is the soul of practicing machine art, just like the meaning of sword heart to sword cultivation, the idea can’t be disguised at a glance. You can show your legacy by teaching you to assemble a machine creation, so you’d better tell the truth."
"Well …" Hu-day listened to the words of Jieyin Tong, and after a little reflection on some wording, Kan Kan said, "I think machine technology is actually a kind of creation, and the most exquisite is a creative and powerful way to reflect the miracle of life in the universe …"
He mixed his own understanding of Machine Theory and Bamboo Slips Made by Machine Fighting Horse, and ten percent of what he said was the viewpoint in Machine Theory, but it was mixed with his own humble viewpoint, which was not based on the lecture.
Machine violet lead child just frowning face impatiently listening to hu-day, but gradually he looked focused and moved a pair of eyes staring at hu-day, as dignified "these views and’m idea is just the same! It’s really strange. Is it possible that this naive Hu is waiting for thousands of people? Well, although there is no conflict in his words, I will try him just to be on the safe side. "
After Hu Tian elaborated, he took the lead and waved his hand. "Since you said that creativity is the root idea of machine technology, please create a machine in half an hour. The square table there is the material. I will personally urge you to do it."
"Machine-made?" Hearing this, Hu Tianyi frowned at once, and there was a big problem in his heart. He had seen more than ten kinds of machine objects and machine classics, but it was always a paper talk about the practical ability of soldiers. Now he suddenly asked him to use tools to make them, so he was so good.
"Why? Cann’t do it? If so, it proves that what you just said is a lie, disguised flattery. "This leads to childlike innocence and exquisiteness. It is difficult for Hu-day to see him as soon as he senses."
"It’s just crustily skin of head." Hu-day touched his nose with a wry smile and turned to sit at the square table to check the tools.
This is really difficult for him!
He knows 30% of these machine tools according to his own speculation, and 30% of them. He can vaguely guess some achievements, but he needs experiments, and the remaining 40% is scratching his head and trying to break his head.
"Why don’t you do it?" Pick up the child and ask again with a frown
Hu Tian scratched his head and said frankly, "I don’t know some tools here."
The child suddenly laughed. "You are honest and tell you the truth. Many of the tools here are created by the master himself. It’s understandable that you don’t know them. Speaking of it, there are only a few dozen people who don’t know some tools here. You can ask me and I’ll answer them for you."
It’s not true that I hate Hu-day’s mind, but asking questions now makes Hu-day’s impression rise slightly in his heart and bring out a little affection.
"This is the best. Then I ask what this is for?" Hu-day smell speech is a joy. He should draw a strange thing like an enlarged key from a pile of tools beside him.