The surname Ran was rare. Only Ran Zhongshi and his sister Ran Ying had this surname in the whole river. Liang Qu naturally knew who the military men called Lord Ran. "Master Ran, did you say something happened?" "I don't know, I just asked my subordinates to come and invite you." Liang Qu raised his head and stared at the sun: "What day is today?" The military man thought for a moment, then bowed his hands and said, "Sir Hui Liang, it's the twenty-fourth." Liang Qu understood. On the 24th, it should be the gathering that Ran Zhongshi had mentioned before. At that time, it was only said that it was the end of the month, not the specific day. "Hold on." Liang Qu went into the house and put on clean plain clothes, and followed the soldiers to the port of Shangrao. A small boat was already ready.
The soldier jumped to the stern of the boat and paddled all the way to Pingyang Pier. Before landing, Liang Qu saw Ran Zhongshi sitting in a teahouse drinking tea. Ran Zhongshi noticed the boat, reached under the table, and threw something towards Liang Qu from dozens of meters away. Liang Qu raised his hand to catch it, and the whole boat suddenly sank more than a foot. What Ran Zhongshi threw was actually a half-meter-long pure iron anchor, the shape of which was exactly the same as the drawing he gave. Liang Qu took the anchor and stepped ashore, wondering what he meant. "Brother Ran, what do you mean?" "Waiter, here's another pot of tea." Ran Zhongshi moved the stool and motioned for Liang Qu to sit down. "A few days ago, I sent people to cast more than ten large anchors and nearly a hundred small anchors. I remember you used them on the boat. It’s Ikari, and I brought one to you during the inspection.” Liang Qu lifted up his hem and sat down, placing the anchor at his feet and jokingly said. "Brother Ran, don't tell me that this anchor is my reward from above?" "Haha, of course not. Come on, let me show you this." Ran Zhongshi took out a thin document from his sleeve. Liang Qu reached out and took it, flipping through the pages. The document records the gripping performance after each anchoring, as well as the comparison with the four-claw iron anchor. It is very detailed. Finally, there is a supplementary table, which carefully compares the advantages and disadvantages of this anchor and the four-claw iron anchor. . "Our people experimented for five days, and dropped anchor a total of 327 times. Three hundred and twenty-three times they were hooked into the sand between breaths, and the remaining four times did not exceed five breaths. And for the same size, your anchor's grip is more than seven times that of a four-claw iron anchor. In terms of efficiency, it beats the four-claw iron anchor thirty-seven times. As you said, there is no need for a hook fixer at all. I can't figure out how Brother Liang did it, why two hooks are stronger than four hooks, why the anchor does not need a hooker, and why does the anchor go deeper and deeper, like it grows in the ground? " It depends on magical physics... Liang Qu took a sip of tea silently, thought for a long time, dipped his finger in the tea, drew a simple diagram on the table and marked two arrows.
"I'm not good at explaining it. Basically, as long as the anchor hits the river bottom and causes friction, it will grab the boat on one side and exert some extra force on the other side to push it down, which is equivalent to a natural hook anchor. The anchor will be pulled deeper and deeper under pressure until the ground is too hard to press down. It is like this in a picture. I don't know if I made it clear. " Ran Zhongshi looked at the arrows, seeming to understand. "Why is this so?" "It's a matter of angle." Liang Qu picked up the anchor at his feet and held the arcs at both ends. "This anchor can actually be improved." Ran Zhongshi was surprised: "Can it be improved?" Liang Qu nodded and pointed to the connection between the anchor claw and the crossbar. “It can be made into a movable style, so that the anchor rod and the anchor claws can be separated to facilitate the rotation of the anchor. In fact, this is more suitable for large ships, and the anchor claws on both sides can be inserted into the ground. However, forging is not as simple as casting. " The anchor of the beam canal is integrated up and down. As long as there is a mold, it can be cast by pouring molten iron. After demoulding, it can be slightly polished. It is very simple and any blacksmith shop can do the job. It would be much more difficult to add a movable rod in the middle, and the material requirements would be higher. A blacksmith with no skills would not be able to make it. Ran Zhongshi was thoughtful and kept what Liang Qu said in mind. "Brother Liang is truly a genius. He can think of such anchors!" "Just a little clever." "That's wrong. If so, who wouldn't want such a 'little cleverness'?" Ran Zhongshi shook his head and took back the document, "A useful anchor in the river is extremely important. According to what Brother Xu said, Brother Liang may be able to stand up again. great merit!" "Make another great contribution?" Liang Qu suspected that he heard wrongly. The reason why he reported the new anchorage to the Hebo Station instead of going to the county government to win another invention award was because he thought the rewards from the Hebo Station would be greater. After all, the two have different levels of emphasis. I thought it would be good to get some money to spend, but I never expected that I would be able to make great achievements again. In Fengbu County, I only earned two by fighting for life and death, so I drew a random drawing... The surprise came too suddenly. "It is a bit more difficult for ordinary people to get great merit from this matter, but Brother Liang is different after all. You are very young, and youth is your greatest asset. Naturally, everyone is more willing to give you a chance. " What is great merit? Great merit is a resource, a material on the road to martial arts! Everyone wants grain, but grain is not crops in the ground. They are planted year after year, grow year by year, have good weather, and become more prosperous year by year. Ran Zhongshi was sure that if a galloping martial artist in his seventies or eighties took out such an anchor, even if the effect was better, he would never achieve great success. What's the use of giving money to an old man?
It’s just a matter of living a few more years. I will definitely not be treated badly, but I will never be treated favorably. Who would focus on cultivating a person with one foot in the ground? "Thank you, Brother Ran, Brother Xu!" "Brother Liang, don't be so quick to thank me." Ran Zhongshi immediately poured cold water on him. "We can't decide on the big achievements ourselves, otherwise Brother Xu would have decided it for you directly. Whether it can be done depends on the higher-ups, so you should keep a normal mind, so as not to ruin your mood if it doesn't work out at that time." "Brother Ran is right." Liang Qu understood that the truth was right, and suppressed his excitement. Indeed, it's not a good idea to open champagne at halftime. "Brother Ran asked me to come here today, just to talk about the anchor?" "Of course not, remember the small meeting I told you about before? There is no fixed time for the small meeting, and not everyone is free on weekdays. You never know who will take the task, basically in the second half of each month, pick the day with the most people. It just so happens that everyone is here today, and it's only half an hour before the start, I'll send someone to call you over in advance, and talk about the anchor." Liang Qu understood. Ran Zhongshi looked at the height of the sun and dropped a silver coin. "It's almost time, come with me." "Anchor..." "Leave the anchor here, and someone will send it back later." After following Ran Zhongshi for a few steps, Liang Qu boarded a small boat from the pier. The boatman was a sturdy middle-aged man. Ran Zhongshi made a few gestures, and the man nodded and rowed the boat. "Brother Ran, this is..." Ran Zhongshi pointed to his ears. "He can't hear." Liang Qu's eyes flashed. He looked at the middle-aged man, who turned his head and smiled. Coincidence or is it deliberately so secretive?
There was silence. The long oars hit the water, and the two-story painted boat was quietly moored on the lake. With carved beams and painted buildings, it was wide and stable, more gorgeous than the painted boat of the leader of the Whale Gang. In this scene, Liang Qu couldn't help but think wildly. What will it be like when attending the gathering of the three generations for the first time? Extravagant and debauched? Wine and women? No, no, too degenerate. What if I really want to take him to play? Wouldn’t it be bad to refuse? The boat arrived... “Damn, that old guy is one level higher than me. I didn’t stop him, and a great merit slipped away from me for nothing!” “Haha, a great merit? You dare to hope for a great merit when you are one level higher? Don’t you feel ashamed to take it in your hand?” “Ke Wenbin, what are you barking about? You said at the last meeting that you would drive out of the third bridge. How is it? Did you drive it?”