Chapter 322 The Key to Elsewhere
Who or what country Pierre was, no one knew.
There are many legends about his identity.
Some people say that he is a professor at Dunling University, while others say that he is actually a handicraft vendor in West Asia. There are also legends that Pierre is not actually a person, but a group.
That group were all talented craftsmen, artists, and visionaries. They pooled their wisdom and finally created such a classic.
No one knows his identity, but "Introduction to Mechanical Manufacturing" has become a must-have book for almost every mechanical technician.
There are two copies on Yin Xiu's desk, each belonging to different editions. Cai Huaxiong also has one edition with notes in Latin, which he is about to turn over.
This book is simply a solid foundation for the subject of mechanical engineering.
Many years after its publication, there are still many scholars and alchemists who continue to discover new things in it and develop different theories, which astonish the world.
"Introduction to Mechanical Manufacturing" actually talks about two things, the principles of mechanical manufacturing and basic design concepts.
These are two concrete and abstract things.
It is specific because any moving machine relies on nothing more than gears and springs, plus a few screws and rivets. You just need to use pliers or screwdrivers to combine them together, fill in coal, and apply lubricating oil. That's it.
It is not like ceramic art, which requires people to knead and rub it. With a certain touch and control of the fire, it can be turned into a beautiful vessel with a certain charm, red or green.
As long as the parts are of suitable specifications and given a wrench, even a child can assemble it according to the drawings.
It is called abstract because it is easy to assemble, the way it can be assembled, which screws should be placed in which position, the specific strength and flexibility, whether to consider its balance, everything must be conceived in the mind first.
Sometimes, it is just a flash of inspiration, sometimes it is a rare enlightenment.
It is said that the founder of mechanical engineering saw the water boiling and pushed the lid of the kettle, and then the steam engine was invented and improved out of nothing.
Those who can assemble skillfully are workers, and those who design and improve drawings are mechanical technicians.
Yin Xiu picked up the parts scattered on the ground and weighed them in his hands. They were very heavy.
Shi Ming's "body" is just a rough estimate, it probably weighs more than half a ton, which is why he looks clumsy.
But to be able to move such a chariot-like body is not an outstanding display of technical ability.
Although clumsy, it is useful and is not a bad design in mechanical engineering.
Yin Xiu also has to admit this.
"Is this the [knife] you used to chop me just now?"
Yin Xiu picked up a roll of thread. Only when the line was as thin as spider silk could the traces and shape be slightly revealed if it was close to the light. "
Shi Ming nodded, "[Spider Cut], those Japanese businessmen call it that. In a wider field, people call it single-molecule silk thread."
"It turns out that if you make a knife as small as a hair, it will become extremely sharp, swift, and hard to guard against."
Yin Xiu touched the silk thread lightly with her hand, and a small cut was made.
"This thing is very useful. Can you lend it to me for a while?"
"You can take it if you like it. We monks have always been generous with these external things. In ancient times, Buddha cut meat to feed eagles, but now..."
pat!
Another loud slap in the face, "Are you calling me a beast?"
Yin Xiu flicked his wrist, "To go too far, let me ask you, according to what you just said, the people in your Tiexin Sect are actually dwarfs like you, right? Where did you call these, um, strange people and strange people? A soldier’s?”
"Strange people?"
Shi Ming laughed dryly.
“We always say that there are not many people of a certain type, but in fact, in this world, there are not many people of all kinds.
Short ones, tall ones, fat balls, and bamboo pole-like ones. You think they are special cases, but in fact you catch a lot of them.
There are not many good people, and there are also many bad people. But in fact, these people are all gathered together. Good people get together with good people, and bad people collude with bad people.
For people like me, there are naturally ways to find people who are similar to me. You can always find people like this in the circus, on the street, in the woods, or in the toilet.
Otherwise, we also have a potion that as long as the child is drunk, the child will never grow taller. It will always be the same height and body. At most, the head will become a little bigger. "
"I'm going to attack you! Are you here as a human?"
Before he could finish his words, Haruyo cursed loudly, picked up a wooden stick and was about to hit Shi Ming on the head.
Yin Xiu stopped him and said, "There are a lot of scumbags among the bastards you have seen in the police station, right?"
Haruyo's anger seems to have not subsided, "There are many people who molest little girls and have sex with pregnant women, but there are not many scum like him."
Yin Xiu nodded, "So I say that being a Taoist priest is the same as being a patrolman. The guys you have to deal with are not human beings."
After saying that, Yin Xiu's face remained calm, but there was a slight chill in Shi Ming's eyes.
"So, the monks from Hongde Temple are fishing from above, but you are fishing from below? On the fifteenth day of every month, you have people send the treasures stolen from various places to Hongde Temple, where they will spread them through their network on the ground and exchange them for money. This is indeed a good method. "
Although Yin Xiu said this as a compliment, his expression did not mean it at Ming laughed dryly twice more.
"No way, you know money is of no use underground.
Thanks to my body, we cannot enjoy many worldly desires, so even though many people are watching, the secrets of the Iron Heart Sect have never been discovered.
I have thought about it, I only need to use the money to buy parts and buy some food, and the rest will be donated to Buddha and Bodhisattva, which can be regarded as fulfilling my duty. "
"how?"
Yin Xiu glanced at him and said, "Do you want to accumulate some bad virtue for yourself?"
"Why don't you want to?"
A bitter but peaceful smile appeared on Shi Ming's face.
"I heard that the eunuchs in the palace will definitely keep their [babies] after they are castrated. When they die, the babies will be buried with them. Otherwise, they will not be able to be human in the next life. of.
I asked Brother Mokong, and he said that in America, there was a football player who couldn't grow tall at first, but he was given a drug, said to be a hormone, and then he grew taller. He became the king of football and made a lot of money.
I asked him, Brother, can I also take this kind of hormone? I don’t need to grow much taller, meters, or meters, meters is enough.
He just laughed and asked me why I wanted to grow taller now. "
Facing the confused looks of the two people, Shi Ming seemed to feel a little embarrassed and wanted to scratch his face with his hands.
But his hands were tightly wrapped in the tablecloth and could not be stretched, so he could only give up awkwardly.
After coughing twice, he smiled and said, "I said, I want to go out on Bolan Street."
As soon as Shi Ming finished speaking, Yin Xiu and Chun Dai also laughed. The three voices were mixed together, appearing extremely harmonious and unified, like friends chatting.
After a pause, the smile on Shi Ming's face disappeared, leaving only calm and loneliness.
"But my senior brother said that I have missed my years and am too old. Even taking any hormones will not work. It will only cause my heart to spasm and make me die faster.
Unless Daluo Jinxian comes to rescue me, my height will be fixed at this level for the rest of my life.
My ugly, twisted body will only become curvier and older until I die.
Hearing this, I feel very sad and sad. Who do you think is not sad when hearing this kind of thing? Having said this, I feel that I am different from others. Some people can accept being blind or deaf. Even if they are sitting in a wheelchair, they can still find their own fun and be content.
But I'm different. I'm not a willing person. If I can't do it in this life, then I will live a good life in the next life!
Therefore, I place all my hopes on Buddha and Bodhisattva. I hope that one day they can intervene in my life because of my merits and contributions. If it doesn’t work in this life, then I will do it in the next life. It is best to let them intervene in my life. I also became a Buddha immediately. "
After hearing this, Yin Xiu sneered.
"I originally thought that you monks who eat fast and chant sutras are the least likely to believe in the Buddha. I didn't expect you to be so sincere."
Shi Ming sighed.
"Some things can become true if they are false. As a human being, you can't believe nothing."
"Are you considered a human being?" Haruyo snorted coldly.
By this point in the conversation, Yin Xiu already knew everything there was to know.
The relationship between Tiexin Sect and Hongde Temple, the way they deliver items, and the location of the warehouse, there is only one last question left.
Yin Xiu took the dice out of his pocket and shook them so much that Shi Ming's eyes lit up.
Sure enough, the purpose of this monk's trip was to recover this crystal clear sixteen-sided dice.
"Next, tell me about this die."
Shi Ming's eyes were still staring at the dice, and he didn't seem to hear Yin Xiu's question.
But after a while, he still said: "[Key], those Qi refiners call it a key."
"Key? Where's the key?"
Shi Ming curled up the corners of his mouth and showed a hint of indifference in his eyes.
"Those crazy people said that this thing can lead them to a certain place. This thing is not poison or a rope. Where can it lead? But they said they wanted it, so I went to find it.
When I found the real one, I was unwilling to give it because I was also interested in the place they were talking about, so I casually gave it a fake one. "
Seeing that Yin Xiu still wanted to ask questions, Shi Ming added: "I only know that they are indeed looking for a place, but they have never mentioned where it is, so it is useless for you to ask me."
"that is all?"
"Yes, that's all."
"it is good."
As soon as Yin Xiu raised his hand, the buzzer sounded again, and blood burst out from Shi Ming's neck.
(End of this chapter)