"So..." A hint of sarcasm appeared on Qiu Shuang's lips.

"So," Shahrhan waved his arms and said with confidence: "When Zhang Lin made the plastic mold, I would see with my own eyes how each drawing became a model."

Qiu Shuang scoffed at her nose and sarcastically said in an uncovered tone of contempt: "What do you mean is that you want to sit next to Zhang Lin in the small furnace room and let him teach you step by step?"

Shahrhan didn't care about Qiu Shuang's ridicule, and a firm and persistent look appeared in his eyes: "It is best to be able to watch and learn from Zhang Lin at close range, but it is obvious that he is very cautious about me. With me here, he may not easily show his skills. I'll just look here from a distance, just look around. And you, my good sister, wait, find a chance to come to him, carefully observe his method of making each mold nearby, and the order of combining all the small models into large models, and then come back to tell me one by one."

Qiu Shuang knew Sharhan's character. He was very stubborn and had to get what he wanted. Now, he was attracted to Zhang Lin's skills in making crossbows. It seemed that he had to learn it. If he disobeyed his wishes, it would probably lead to even worse results. Therefore, after a quick measurement in his heart, Qiu Shuang quickly made a decision, thinking that it would be better to help Sharhan fulfill his wish. She felt that even if Sharhan learned the skills of making crossbows, this would not cause any adverse losses to Zhang Lin.

"Is that simple?" Qiu Shuang asked.

"It's that simple." Shahrhan smiled and nodded. He knew that he had convinced this stubborn good sister with his eloquence...

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After re-reading all the drawings, making sure that he remembered all the processes and values ​​in his heart. Then Zhang Lin put away the drawings and hid them in his bag.

"Do you want Qiu Shuang to help?" He walked around the stove with his hands behind his back, thinking in his heart.

This crossbow cart consists of dozens of parts, each of which requires a set of molds. It takes a lot of time to complete dozens of molds with one hand and two hands.

When he built the first crossbow car last time, he did the first process by himself for each pair of molds, and the subsequent processes were basically completed by Qiu Shuang and him.

After thinking for a while, he made a decision to follow the steps and methods of the last time. In this way, there are two benefits. Qiu Shuang will not suspect that he does not believe her, and he can also speed up the making of molds, killing two birds with one stone. Why not do it?

After making the decision, he felt much more relaxed. He walked to the back of the door, reached out to ring the bell, and opened the door.

Hearing the ringing, Shanting Gao commanded several guards and eunuchs, and they all brought the molding materials needed by Zhang Lin and piled them in the furnace room.

At this time, Qiu Shuang had just left Sharhan's study and came to the vicinity of the small furnace room. When she heard the bells and knew that Zhang Lin needed her help, she speeded up and came to the door of the small furnace room.

Zhang Lin saw that Qiu Shuang was the only one, and there was no figure behind her that Sharhan always had a cunning smile.

He remembered that the last time when he built the first crossbow at Shanjin Bureau, Shar Khan appeared in front of him from time to time, his bright eyes always with a strong curiosity and excitement, as if he wanted to learn superb skills at all times. He finally managed to get him away several times by asking Shar Khan to do this and that.

Now, he pulled the bell and called people, which meant that even if Shahrhan appeared here, he wouldn't mind, but Shahrhan did not appear, which surprised him. Could it be that Shahrhan was no longer interested in the skills of making crossbow trucks? It's impossible.

As if he saw Zhang Lin's confusion and suspicion, Qiu Shuang smiled sweetly: "Mr. Sha has some official duties to deal with, so I can't come here to help you for the time being. If you need a place to hire people and don't dislike me being clumsy, just call me."

"Oh." Zhang Lin nodded, then flashed to the side, made a call, and asked Qiu Shuang to enter with a smile on his face.

Qiu Shuang stepped into the furnace room, and glanced at the table beside the window quickly. The table was clean and there were no drawings. She pretended not to know anything and smiled slightly, "So, you really don't dislike me anymore?"

"No. I just hope you don't worry about being dirty or tired," Zhang Lin joked.

"When did I be afraid of being dirty and tired? You can use me wherever you want to do, just give me instructions." Qiu Shuang said in a gentle tone, but she felt a little unhappy. He obviously had the drawings, but he put them away in front of me. It was obvious that he did not trust me.

"It's better to follow the previous method. I'll open the mold and you can help me polish it."

"good."

Qiu Shuang agreed and looked up at the four walls and ceiling of the entire furnace room, trying to find out which hole Shahrhan looked here from, but she was in vain because she did not find anything abnormal.

"What are you looking at?" Zhang Lin asked strangely.

"Nothing. I'm looking at the layout of this furnace room, it's really reasonable." Qiu Shuang hurriedly covered up.

In the study room dozens of steps away, Shahrhan was leaning over at the mouth of the silver bottle. Seeing Qiu Shuang looking around at the action of finding something, his heart suddenly jumped up and he muttered nervously, Qiu Shuang, what's going on? Isn't your actions obviously telling Zhang Lin that there is something tricky in this room?

However, Sharhan thought too much, and Zhang Lin didn't think about that at all. How could he have thought that in ancient times more than a thousand years ago, there was a remote peeping system?

After a brief conversation, Zhang Lin leaned over and picked up a piece of half-wet and half-dry mud from the ground, placed it on a long table, cut out the required size and shape with a knife, and then dug out the parts that need to be dug according to the size of the drawing, forming a tortuous groove shape, which is the mold of the bow of the crossbow.

Qiu Shuang stood beside her, calming her mind and carefully observing Zhang Lin's mold making techniques. His techniques were fast, skillful and round.

In the study, Shahrhan tightly pressed against the mouth of the silver bottle, staring at Zhang Lin's skillful movements greedily, not even the most subtle movements, for fear of missing the key details. In his opinion, any movement of Zhang Lin represents the superb skills and techniques of mold making.

Two quarters of an hour later, the big bow's rubber mold was formed. Zhang Lin moved it to the stove and lit the furnace. The raging flames burned the still wet rubber mold.

After burning for half an hour, the mold was completely made. The next work was to polish the concave parts of the mold to make it more refined without any flaws.

Qiu Shuang was honored to receive this job, while Zhang Lin continued to build the next mold.

"Why don't you take out the drawings for such a complex process? As far as I know, didn't you have a set of drawings when you built the first crossbow last time?" Qiu Shuang asked as if nothing had happened while carefully polishing the inner wall of the mold with sandpaper.

Last time, Zhang Lin did take out the drawings in front of Qiu Shuang, but he had no doubts about Qiu Shuang at that time. On the contrary, that was the time when he trusted her the most. Even so, he only took out part of the drawings at that time, and the key parts of the drawings were not checked in front of her. At that time, he did not guard against Qiu Shuang, but against Shar Khan. Now he was both guarding against both of them. However, today, Shar Khan was extremely generous, as if he was not interested in the skills of the crossbow truck, which surprised him a little.

"Because you have already built one, all the drawings and crafts are kept in mind, and you can know how to do it without comparing the drawings." Zhang Lin smiled and said casually, and raised his chin seriously, posing a smug look.

"You are so awesome!" Qiu Shuang chuckled. If it were in the past, Qiu Shuang would have believed what he said, but now she knew that he was clearly lying and speaking the same as the truth, which made her very unhappy, but she did not say it out loud.

Next, there was a silence. During the silence, Zhang Lin made several more molds.

Qiu Shuang glanced at Zhang Lin from time to time, and her plump lips squirmed several times, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she endured it back.

"Do you have something to say?" Zhang Lin stopped the work in his hand and asked in a gentle tone when he noticed Qiu Shuang's hesitant behavior.
Chapter completed!