Qin Laowu turned around silently and left.
He felt that it was probably not appropriate to listen to what was coming next...
…
In the camp, Fu Tingye held Hua Qingxue's hand stubbornly and said confidently: "My hands are as cold as ice! Do you still want to get frostbite?!"
Hua Qingxue lowered her head in embarrassment.
She finally discovered that this man, even if he was talking about love, he could still say something so fierce that he seemed to be yelling...
forget it…
Even if she couldn't argue or fight, what could she do? ...coward...
After a long time, Hua Qingxue raised her head in embarrassment and looked at Fu Tingye.
"General..."
Fu Tingye's eyes widened and he looked fierce again, as if Hua Qingxue would be punished if she said "no" again!
Hua Qingxue hesitated to speak, but finally said: "...I feel...like, sweating..."
Fu Tingye was silent and let go of her hand, but still said: "Continue to bake, don't let it get cold again."
Huaqing Xuexin said: I am not a sweet potato.
As a result, she lowered her head and saw, ha ha ha... her hands were squeezed red by his force! It really looks like a sweet potato!
Fu Tingye slipped the food box over, opened it, and took the crispy egg roll inside for Hua Qingxue to eat.
Hua Qingxue took a bite. It tasted crispy, fragrant and sweet, which was surprisingly good.
She couldn't help but feel sad and thought to herself: He is indeed a professional-level cook. Even without adding butter, the cooking is delicious...
Her craftsmanship is completely incomparable with others...
The two of them were speechless, eating egg rolls in front of the stove.
One bite after another, click, click, click, there was only a crisp sound in the tent...
After eating for a while, Fu Tingye felt thirsty, so he stood up and poured two cups of tea, one for himself and one for Hua Qingxue.
Hua Qingxue raised her head to take the tea, and when she saw Fu Tingye's face, she immediately "poofed"!
"Hahahahaha..." She couldn't help laughing.
Fu Tingye looked confused, "What's wrong?"
"Your face..." Hua Qingxue wanted to hold back, but seeing Fu Tingye's completely unaware look, she couldn't help but laugh, "Hahaha... there's a lot of... scum on your beard..."
Crispy egg rolls tend to fall apart easily when eaten.
Fu Tingye’s beard was covered with food crumbs.
This is actually nothing, but Fu Tingye always puts on a serious look, and paired with this scumbag face, it is particularly ridiculous!
Fu Tingye frowned, stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, and suddenly a lot of scum fell off...
He is also very troubled, because with this beard, it is very inconvenient to drink soup or eat vegetables every day!
Hua Qingxue saw that some of the debris not only did not fall off, but instead penetrated deeper into his beard, she couldn't bear to see him in such a state of embarrassment and said, "Let me help you."
When Fu Tingye heard this, he stopped moving and sat upright with a serious smile.
Hua Qingxue raised her hand, carefully inserted her slender and soft fingers into his beard, and pulled out the debris inside bit by bit.
"General, haven't you thought about shaving..." she asked softly.
Fu Tingye replied in a deep voice: "How can a man not grow a beard?"
It is indeed a standard macho answer.
Hua Qingxue complained in her heart: But their beards are not as rough as yours!
—So hard! So prickly!
"Okay, clean it up." Hua Qingxue retracted her hand, feeling a little embarrassed by the feeling of the beard remaining on her fingertips.
Fu Tingye shook off the debris on his body and asked Hua Qingxue: "Did you take the things I gave you?"
Hua Qingxue was stunned for a moment, unable to react.
What did he give her? ... Could it be that the dagger you are talking about
"No... isn't it appropriate?" she said awkwardly.
How strange it is to carry a knife with you every day.
"Shouldn't love tokens be carried with you every day?" Fu Tingye's eyes showed confusion.
Hua Qingxue: "..."
What the hell is a love token! It was all your wishful thinking all along, okay? !
Fu Tingye took out a wooden comb from his arms, and his meaning was very clear: Look, I carry it with me every day.
Hua Qingxue looked at the shiny wooden comb, feeling very confused...
General, do you hold it in your hand as a toy and play with it every day? So bright! It feels like it's been polished! Is it time to apply pulp next? !
"Remember to bring it with you when you come here next time." The general said very frankly and confidently.
Hua Qingxue said again: "..."
Come here next time? Who was that guy yelling at her at the gate of the military camp just now
What did he say... Oh! You can come to the strategic location of the military aircraft at will!
Hua Qingxue was timid and resisted passively. After drinking tea, she stood up and whispered: "You go ahead and do your work. I'll go back first."
"I'm not busy at the moment." Fu Tingye said directly.
Hua Qingxue said habitually: "..."
Even if you are not busy, I still have to leave!
"After all, it's inconvenient here, so I'd better go back first..."
Hua Qingxue gestured to leave, Fu Tingye stretched out his hand to grab it and pulled! —The opponent is too strong! She fell directly into his arms!
ah! ... Being hugged by a bear again!
"What are you making trouble about?" Fu Tingye asked her as he hugged her.
Hua Qingxue's face turned crimson in an instant, and she became awkward even though she was not awkward at first! "I...I didn't..."
Suddenly, a soldier shouted loudly outside: "General! Liang Wensheng from Gongnu Camp wants to see you!"
Fu Tingye frowned, let go of Hua Qingxue, and said loudly: "If it is about weapon modification, let him go directly to the weapons supervisor to find Mr. Wei."
There was no sound outside, but not long after, the soldier said again: "General Qi! Liang Wensheng refuses to leave, and he will never leave until he sees the general!"
Fu Tingye suddenly lost his good temper and shouted directly: "Drag him down! Forty military sticks!"
Hua Qingxue was frightened when she heard that he was going to hit someone! Almost subconsciously, he pulled Fu Tingye and said, "Just drive him away, no need to fight..."
Fu Tingye blew his beard and stared, "If everyone ignores military orders like him, how can I command the army?!"
Hua Qingxue was so yelled that she didn't dare to say a word. She also knew that Fu Tingye was on board, so she pursed her lips and stopped trying to persuade him.
Well, even if she is a woman...
She just... Well, she's just not used to it. Although she has lived in this world for a long time, she is really not used to beating and killing people at every turn.
Hearing it is one thing, seeing it with your own eyes is another.
From now on, try to pretend you didn’t see it...
Hua Qingxue thought so in her heart.
Fu Tingye saw that Hua Qingxue looked a little sad. He didn't want to give her a violent impression, so he picked up a piece of paper from the table in the tent and threw it to her.
"This Liang Wensheng has come to see me no less than three times! He is committed to improving the crossbows in the camp. Because he could not get permission from the Ordnance Supervisor, he went to see me through the Ordnance Supervisor and the Chief Superintendent and asked me to allow him to make this kind of crossbow. bow-"
Fu Tingye sneered, and then said: "I really wanted to give him a chance, but in the end the thing made according to the drawings was useless! It couldn't even shoot a chicken!"
Hua Qingxue was looking down at the drawings carefully. When she heard Fu Tingye's words, she was speechless, "It's not like I can't even shoot a chicken. What the general said is too exaggerated... This bow is just not accurate enough."
Fu Tingye retorted smoothly: "Isn't it because you are not accurate enough that you can't even shoot a chicken?"
But after he finished speaking, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
After being stunned for a moment, Fu Tingye looked at Hua Qingxue in surprise, "Can you understand this drawing?"
"Why can't you understand? He draws very clearly." Hua Qingxue also looked puzzled, "General, can't you understand?"
Fu Tingye looked at her blankly.
Of course he could understand it, but how could Hua Qingxue, a woman... understand the detailed drawings of such a weapon? !
This thing is not a pattern for embroidery!
"Actually, the general really shouldn't hit him..." Hua Qingxue was still struggling with Fu Tingye's love of beating people. She lowered her head and looked at the picture while saying, "The direction of his thinking is actually right, but there are a few things that are wrong. That's right. If it is further improved, the required pulling force will be greatly reduced, and the range can be about 600 meters... "
Fu Tingye: "Six hundred meters?"
Hua Qingxue remembered that when talking about the range of bows and arrows in ancient times, it seemed that steps were used as the unit. She silently calculated it in her mind and explained: "It's about... about four hundred steps."
Fu Tingye's expression became more and more puzzled. He looked straight at her and asked, "How did you know?"
Hua Qingxue was confused, "I looked at the picture... I can figure this out at a glance."
That expression seemed to say: One plus one equals two, it's that simple.
Fu Tingye was silent for a while and asked: "What is the killing distance?"
The maximum range is different from the effective killing range. Just because a bow can shoot to 400 paces does not mean that it can hurt enemies 400 paces away.
Hua Qingxue quickly gave the answer: "About two hundred steps."
Fu Tingye stared at her, "Do you know the range of the bows and arrows currently used by our army?"
Hua Qingxue shook her head.
Fu Tingye said: "One hundred and fifty steps, the killing distance is within a hundred steps, so what you are saying now is nothing more than a fantasy."
It is already extraordinary that the modification of a bow can increase the improvement by twenty or thirty steps on the basis of the former. Hua Qingxue's casual words can actually double the number! How could this not surprise Fu Tingye!
Hua Qingxue's face froze slightly, as if she was at a loss...
Seeing her look like this, Fu Tingye couldn't help but feel soft. He thought to himself: She is just a woman who just said a few big words casually and never spread it, so it doesn't matter...
After all, she is his own woman. If he doesn't protect her, who will
Fu Tingye was about to comfort Hua Qingxue, but Hua Qingxue showed a very sorry and sympathetic expression!
"I'm sorry... I didn't know that the bow you are using now... is so bad..."
Fu Tingye almost spit out blood!
Hua Qingxue seemed to think that the blow he received was not severe enough! Then he said: "Really, if I had known you... If I had known what kind of bow you were using, I would have definitely tried my best to help!"
That kind of bow? …What kind of bow? !
What's with this tone of pity? !
Fu Tingye couldn't really spurt out blood, only one face collapsed tightly.
Hua Qingxue was completely unaware of Fu Tingye's shock, and enthusiastically pointed out the drawing to him -
"You see, his ideas for modification here are all right...the bow arm bends in the opposite direction to the string. After stringing, the bow arm moves to the arrow seat. After the string is pulled and the arrow is released, the bow arm and string vibrate faster, which is more effective for shooting. The reaction force of the arrow will be greater. If the horn is polished and attached to the bow body to increase the rebound force of the bow arm, the effect will only be better."
Fu Tingye himself has been dealing with weapons all year round, so how could he not know that what she said was reasonable
It's just that these words, coming from the mouth of a weak and weak woman, are really fantasy, okay!
Fu Tingye suppressed his complicated emotions, turned around and opened the door curtain, raised his voice and asked, "Where is Liang Wensheng?!"
"Report to the general! I'm getting slapped!"
"Drag him back to me!"