Chapter 1973

Cheng Yaojin also operates with a serious face. Since he has decided to cheat, he will carry it out to the end. He greets Cheng Chumo, regardless of the ash on his face. When he picks up the wooden strip, he lifts it on the fire, makes a slight effort, and then bundles it with silk thread. The whole project is even completed.

It lasted about a quarter of an hour. After pushing the bow handle, Cheng Chumo picked one at random, held it in front of Zhang Feng and said with a smile, "Feng Zi, look, is this OK?"

Zhang Feng looked up and saw Chumo's face burning ash, just like burning carbon. It was combined with the black and blue face just now. It was a fat pig or a black fat pig, which made Zhang Feng laugh.

Chumo is puzzled. He looks at Zhang Feng curiously: "Feng Zi, what are you laughing at?"

"Nothing."

Zhang Feng held back his smile and tried not to look at Chumo's face. Otherwise, he promised that he would not help it again. He took the bow handle in Chumo's hand and looked at it carefully. This bow handle is the most critical step. There can't be any mistakes, otherwise it will break with a gentle pull. After looking at it for a while, he confirmed that there was no problem. He handed the bow handle back to Chumo: "it's OK. Have you finished all?"

Chumo nodded: "all of them are finished. There are twenty in total. What should we do now?"

Zhang Feng stood up, glanced at the bow handle on the ground and said to the people, "take the bow handle with you. Let's go back to the cave and remember to put out the fire."

With that, he turned to the cave. They quickly picked up the bow handle and followed behind.

Back in the cave, Zhang Feng first took a look at the cow glue. Seeing that it was not done yet, he summoned altynon to his side and said seriously: "you should make some pulleys, like this..."

Then he took out a piece of paper from the table and drew it with a pen. While drawing, he said, "remember, the pulley is round. I've drawn it for you. As for the materials, use steel and rubber. There are two kinds of materials. You can make some with these two first."

Alchinnon was a little confused.

This was the first time he had seen such a novel, still on paper.

Normally, he was well-informed, but after watching it for a long time, he didn't see what it was or what it was used for.

However, according to the dean's logic, it should be used in bows and arrows.

But how does this thing work?

I can't touch any edges with bows and arrows.

He wondered and asked subconsciously, "Dean, what's the use of this...?"

Zhang Feng didn't stop until he finished the last stroke. He handed the drawing to alchinnon and said with a straight face: "this will be used for bows and arrows later."

On the bow?

Alchinnon was even more confused.

This is just a round thing. How to add it to the bow and arrow?

With a puzzled look on his face, he asked, "Dean, how can I add it?"

Zhang Feng didn't want to explain so much. After all, alchinnon couldn't use these at all, but at a glance, alchinnon was so studious and said, "this is called a pulley. Wait on both sides of the bow and arrow, so that the tension of the bow handle can be increased..."

Just as the two of them were talking, Cheng Yaojin, not far away, took aim at all this. He stepped forward, put his hand on Zhang Feng's shoulder and said with a smile: "Fengzi, what are you talking about?"

Zhang Feng stepped back with a disdain on his face. The smell of sweat on this guy was too strong. He still had to stay away, or he would be smoked into bacon. When he stood still, he coughed: "I'm discussing the bow and arrow with alchinnon. What's the matter? You want to listen?"

"That's not true."

Cheng Yaojin naturally won't admit it. After all, his reputation is not good. He waved and pretended not to care: "I just came to see if there's anything to help."

"No, you go."

Zhang Feng was a little impatient, not because of anything else, but because the guy smelled too much. He was sweating in the hole just now, went out and sawed wood, and now came back with a smelly sweat. You can smell the smell for three feet.

But Cheng Yaojin didn't think he was like a piece of dog skin plaster. He pretended not to hear Zhang Feng's words and still stood beside him.

Zhang Feng didn't think it would work, and there was no other way, because he knew that this guy came running for the drawing, so he had to continue talking about the pulley with alchinnon.

Cheng Yaojin's ears stood up in an instant.

However, the more he listens, the more wrong he is.

Feng Zi seems to be preparing to make a pulley. Do you still want to install this pulley on the bow and arrow?

Can this bow and arrow hold such a strange thing?

Not since ancient times.

Is this Feng Zi having a bad heart?

He thought for a while and couldn't help asking, "Feng Zi, what's your pulley for? Do you really want to install it on the bow and arrow? Is it useful?"

Zhang Fengbai glanced at Cheng Yaojin and said, "it's no use for you to judge. Since I dare to do so, of course I have confidence."