Chapter 390： succeeded

Chapter 390 succeeded

Jin Jin didn't know if he recognized her or not. He turned his head while walking, and accidentally stepped on a pit, and fell into the mud like a dog.

Yunmo: "..."

It's fine if you don't see it, but you should be concerned if you see it, after all, the other party is her cousin in name.

Yunmo stepped forward and pulled Jin Jin who was lying on the ground up.

"Are you OK?"

Jin Jin stared at her blankly, without saying a word.

The streets in the town are not as clean as the urban area. The ground is covered in dust. When the gold fell, the whole body was covered in dust, and even the face was rubbed a lot.

Yunmo was considering whether to send the other party home, but Jin Jin called "Mom" behind her.

Yun Mo turned her head and saw Song Tingfeng at a glance.

When seeing Yunmo, Song Tingfeng was stunned for a moment, and then walked forward with a smile all over her face, "Look at my eyes, I almost didn't recognize it. Yunmo, when did you come back, why didn't you come to sit at home?" what?"

"Third aunt, I just came back yesterday."

Yun Mo said hello, and then introduced Song Tingfeng to Ling Chuan.

Song Tingfeng looked Ling Chuan up and down, and smiled extraordinarily brightly, "Our Yunmo's vision is better, we picked such a good partner, tall, handsome and handsome, I can't help but look at him like."

Yun Mo smiled, turned her head and pointed to Jin Jin, "Third Aunt, Huang Jin just fell down, take him home and change into clean clothes."

Seeing his son covered in ashes, the smile on Song Tingfeng's face disappeared instantly, and he stepped forward and slapped his son's buttocks twice.

"You debt collector, you just changed into clean clothes in the morning, and you made it like this for me in half a day. The washing powder is free!"

Jin Jin kept his mouth flat, wanting to cry or not.

Song Tingfeng scolded her son a few words, then turned her head and smiled at Yunmo, "Yunmo, come to my house with Xiaoling, we haven't seen each other for so long, let's have a good chat."

"Third Aunt, we have no preparations today, so I'm embarrassed to come to the door empty-handed. Let's go to you and Third Uncle in a few days' time."

Hearing this, Song Tingfeng suddenly burst into laughter, "That's fine, it's settled like that, I'll wait for you to come."

"Um."

After Song Tingfeng's mother and son walked away, Ling Chuan asked in a low voice: "Daughter-in-law, you seem to dislike your second and third aunts?"

Yun Mo briefly talked about the fact that Yang Xinghua's leg was seriously injured and her life was in danger, and the two families refused to pay for Yang Xinghua's treatment.

"My two aunts are not the same as your former sister-in-law Li Li. They are selfish and just want to take advantage. I am impatient to deal with them."

When Li Li was mentioned, Ling Chuan couldn't help but think of his elder brother Ling Jiang, "Daughter-in-law, I want to call back and report a letter to elder brother."

After being reminded like this, Yunmo also remembered that she hadn't reported Xie Xia and Zeng Fang's safety yet.

After making the phone call, the two continued to stroll around the town, and bought some cigarettes, alcohol and candy along the way, and were going to bring them to send Peng Fang and Song Tingfeng New Year greetings.

As a junior, she should have the courtesy, but it's just a superficial effort, so that she won't take advantage of the good cigarettes and wine brought back from Jiang City to outsiders for nothing.

After shopping, it was getting late, so the two went straight back to the blacksmith shop.

The owner of the iron shop was sharpening the edge of the knife, sparks were flying everywhere, Yun Mo was afraid of being scalded, so she stood far away and dared not approach.

"It's almost ready, please sit down."

Seeing the two people coming in, the boss greeted them, and then continued to work wholeheartedly.

Ling Chuan moved a bench, sat side by side with Yun Mo and waited.

Time passed minute by minute, and the boss finally finished the work at hand when Yunmo could hear the harsh sound of sharpening the knife.

Yunmo hurried forward, "Boss, are you ready?"

"It's almost done, I'll put the blade on first, you guys have a try."

How to try without bamboo wire?

Yunmo turned her head to look at Ling Chuan, her tone was not without regret, "I should have brought some bamboo silk."

After hearing Yunmo's words, the boss said casually: "It's not easy to get bamboo shreds. After I install the blades, I'll go outside and find some for you."

There is nothing else in Lu'an Town, except that there are many moso bamboos. Almost every household knows how to weave bamboo. It is not difficult to find some bamboo threads.

After installing the blades on the tool table, the boss turned around and went out to help them find bamboo shreds.

Yunmo bent down, looking at the tool table jointly designed by her and Ling Chuan with a curious face.

The appearance of the tool table is similar to a guillotine, not the big guillotine that Baogong used to behead criminals, but a paper cutter.

The knife edge of a normal guillotine is flat and sharp, but the tool table designed by Yunmo and Ling Chuan has no edge on the guillotine, so it can cut things continuously, and the guillotine and the knife groove are flush and do not overlap.

There are five round holes of different sizes on the knife groove, and the edges of these round holes are ground into beveled edges.

Put the bamboo thread in these round hole slots, close the guillotine, and pull it hard again, the bamboo thread will be scraped as thin and smooth as iron wire by the inclined edge of the round hole slot.

Of course, this is just Yunmo and Ling Chuan's idea, whether it can achieve the effect, you have to try it to know.

Not long after, the owner of the iron shop came back, holding a handful of bamboo shreds of different thicknesses in his hand.

"People are not so detailed, I let them do it now, it should be similar."

Although she knew that the boss was so active in order to make their business possible, Yunmo still thanked him sincerely.

Next, it is an important moment when theory is transformed into practice.

Ling Chuan chose a piece of bamboo thread, stuck it into a round hole with matching diameter and size, put down the guillotine, held one end of the bamboo thread and pulled it hard.

With the sound of "hissing", a few filaments of bamboo wadding were pulled out from the guillotine and the knife groove.

Looking at the bamboo thread in Ling Chuan's hand again, the section scraped by the round hole groove is thin and round, and the surface is still very shiny.

Yunmo and Ling Chuan looked at each other, and they both saw excitement and joy in each other's eyes.

succeeded.

Next, Ling Chuan tried several other bamboo wires with different diameters and sizes. Except for the smallest round hole, which failed, the others went very smoothly.

The bamboo strands scraped out by this tool table are well-proportioned in size, smooth in surface, and require little effort.

Even the blacksmith boss lamented that with this tool table, scraping bamboo wire can save a lot of trouble in the future.

Afterwards, the blacksmith boss studied the smallest round hole slot. After repeated tests many times, he finally found that the blade was too sharp.

When the bamboo thread becomes thinner to a certain extent, it will become as fragile as a hair, and then put it on a very sharp blade, it is not easy to be cut.

Once the problem is found, it is much easier to improve.

The boss blacksmith blunted the smallest round hole with a sharpening cone, and then tried again.

The bamboo thread was not broken this time, but because the hole groove is relatively blunt, the scraped bamboo thread is not smooth, but has a lot of burrs.

After repeated adjustments and repeated attempts, it took nearly an hour to finally find the suitable blade thickness and inclination angle for the small round hole groove.

Second update~

Good night

(end of this chapter)