If the Water Margin

Chapter 89 Whirlpool

Wu Da has been fooling around on the street since he was a child. Instead, he was resonated to hear Zhang Shu's tone. If Zhang Shu is still respectful when his eyebrows are burning, it's hard to say whether this person can do anything about it. He hurried out of the storage room to prepare what Zhang Shu needed.

Liu Lin

Liu Lin shook his head as he went upstairs. He felt that Zhang Shu was really crazy and would use the direct partition between the first and second floors of Guihua Building to find a way, but at this point, he could only treat him as a living horse doctor.

Guihualou is the leading existence in Yanggu County, and things like ginseng soup are often prepared in the kitchen. Although it is generally said that customers in the elegant room have to cook ginseng soup alone, there is no time at that time. Liu Lin holds the bargain in the back kitchen and thinks about how to use this bargain to quarrel with Ximen Qing, which can not only test the sound insulation, but also take the opportunity to tell Ximen Qing to sit in his seat and stay.

Liu Lin walked up the stairs, turned north, listened to the penultimate elegant room, calmed down, took a deep breath, and then gently knocked on the door.

"Ximen, the ginseng soup you want is here." Liu Lin imitated the tone of the guy, which gave him a sense of professional substitution.

"So fast, come in." It's Simon Qing's voice. It's good. He hasn't had any problems yet.

Liu Lin opened the door with one hand, and there were still the eight people in the room. Ximen Qing's face was not as red as before. It seemed that his so-called drunkenness may just be deliberately pretending to be an urgent drink. This man is very smart. I don't think it will be too difficult for me to talk to him. Speaking of which, the secret words he conveyed to me are also a little too straightforward. If one of the remaining seven people knows what happened in Guihua Tower on the eighth day of August, he will be recognized on the spot.

"Our kitchen always has something like ginseng soup. Let's drink it outside and see how the ginseng soup in Guihua Building is?" I tell you that it is a regular ginseng soup, which tells you that you can be angry with me for this reason. I hope you can understand what I mean. Liu Lin thought secretly in his heart.

As he spoke, he walked from the door to Ximenqing's position. Take nine steps to the right and then four steps forward. This is Ximenqing's position. After carefully measuring the position, Liu Lin put the ginseng soup in front of Ximenqing and handed the tray to one hand.

"Is the kitchen always ready? Do you have ginseng soup made with good ginseng in your kitchen? Liu Qianfang, I didn't expect that your osmanthus building is getting richer and richer. As Ximenqing spoke, he held the bowl in his hands and drank it directly. He only took a sip and put the bowl down.

"Liu Account Room, your Guihua Building is too ignorant of the rules. Although Wu Da is the president of the Yanggu Chamber of Commerce, my Ximenqing is more qualified than Wu Da. Just take this bargain and mess with me?" The more Ximen Qing said, the more angry he became, "Bang!" With a sound, he slapped his hand heavily on the table.

No, Ximen Qing didn't understand what I meant. He was still testing whether I really wanted to quarrel with him. There is not so much time to waste.

Liu Lin was anxious, but his face did not show, but he was polite. No, the shopkeeper specially told the kitchen to do it, but the kitchen is also very busy today. Maybe it's a mistake. Liu Lin reached out to get the ginseng soup on the table. After getting it with one hand, he probably touched Ximen Qing's hand, then pretended to be grasped, knocked over the bowl on the ground, and sprinkled half a bowl of ginseng soup on Ximenqing's trouser legs.

"Liu Account Room, you!" Ximenqing stared angrily. Don't think I don't understand. Even if it is a big restaurant in the capital, the kitchen will not always have ginseng soup made with good ginseng. Good ginseng soup must be cooked now. You deliberately knocked over this bowl of soup just now. Did you mean to find me uncomfortable? When Ximen Qing spoke, he pointed to Liu Lin with his hand, and his voice began to become louder.

"Outside from Ximen, the little one really didn't mean it. Otherwise, you can sit here and stay still." As Liu Lin spoke, he grabbed Ximen Qing's finger pointing at him and gently pushed it down. The action was very natural, as if to persuade Ximen Qing to calm down. But when he said the four words "sit and don't move", he squeezed Ximenqing hard with his fingers. At the same time, he looked at Ximenqing's eyes and slightly moved his eyebrows to indicate the criticality of this sentence.

Ximen Qing put down his finger and said angrily, "Why are you sitting still and waiting to die?"

Very good, Ximen Qing understands this meaning. Liu Lin was happy, which was smoother than he thought.

"Please sit still. I'll go down and make another bowl of ginseng soup for you. It will be ready in half an hour. It should have been wrong just now. Don't worry, this bowl must be real. Even if a dead person drinks it, he can live immediately. After drinking it, you will definitely live a long life. Liu Lin deliberately laughed at his words, as if he were mocking Ximenqing, hoping to dilute the doubts of the other seven people.

"Okay, I'll sit here and wait for you for half an hour. If it's not right, I won't finish it with Wu University." Ximen Qing said angrily, "If you don't go down, do it quickly!"

Since Ximenqing drove himself down, it means that he thought he had fully understood what he meant. He just spoke loudly and dropped another bowl. He should have achieved the effect of testing sound insulation. The task is completed, so I have to go down and tell Zhang Shu. Liu Lin thought of this and punched everyone present.

"Exceed, everyone. Guihua Building is really busy today. The little one went down to greet you, Haihan Haihan." Then he turned around, opened the door, and walked out of the elegant room.

Liu Lin was afraid of making a mistake. When he came out again, he calculated the number of steps from the door again. He quickly went downstairs and walked to the kitchen storage room.

"How about Liu Lin? Have you finished your business?" As soon as Liu Lin entered the storage room, Wu Da asked head-on.

"Shopkeeper, it's all done." Liu Lin nodded and saw that the storage room was full of things needed by Zhang Shu. Zhang Shu himself stood on the stool on the table, holding a large celadon bowl in his hand.

Liu Lin looked at it very incomprehensible: "Zhang Shu, why are you holding a bowl?"

"I'm listening to your conversation with Ximenqing." Zhang Shu put the mouth of the bowl on the roof, and then pressed his ears tightly to the bottom foot of the bowl.

Liu Lin probably understood that this small bottom and big mouth looked like a loudspeaker. Zhang Shu probably also turned the loudspeaker upside down so that he could hear it more clearly. When you have a chance, you should try it yourself to see if it is so effective.

"Then can you hear my conversation with Ximen Qing?" Liu Lin asked curiously. The sound insulation of Guihua Building has always been very good, and it is not easy to hear next door, and it is more airtight.

"I can't hear clearly from the front. From the moment something landed, you can hear it clearly." Zhang Shu said with no expression on his face.

At this time, Liu Lin really believed that Zhang Shu had some ways. He has been an accountant in this osmanthus building for several years, and this kind of thing that can be heard upstairs downstairs is unheard of. Although his voice with Ximen Qing was very loud in the back, it was strange enough.

"Yes, I deliberately knocked the ginseng soup on the ground." Liu Lin admitted that he touched the tray in his hand and suddenly exclaimed, "Oh no! I forgot to take back the bowl that fell to the ground.

"Is that bowl broken?" Zhang Shu asked such a question.

"No, it just fell from the table so high, and the blanket in the elegant room was very thick and didn't break. If it was broken, I wouldn't forget it." Liu Lin's serious memories.

"That's good. If the bowl is not broken, they will not deliberately clean up, so that there are fewer factors affecting the change of Ximenqing's seat. But it seems that the blanket on the floor of the elegant room on the second floor is thicker than I thought. Zhang Shu frowned and said.

"It doesn't matter." Wu Da suddenly said at this time, and then waved his hand: "Zhang Shu, it seems that you are really going to take the ground on the second floor. The blanket on the second floor was laid when it reopened on August 8th. Although it is very thick, it is not strong. If the wood on the ground is broken, it will never bear the weight of a person."

Liu Lin knows that these things were purchased by Wuda. Wu Da was born in a small business. On the issue of carpets, he just picked low-end goods that looked high-end. Fortunately, he stepped on his feet in shoes, and he really couldn't feel it. Moreover, even the carpet in the elegant room should be replaced frequently, and it is a good habit to be careful about it.

"Oh? Is that so? How much weight can the shopkeeper and the carpet in the elegant room bear? The carpet aroused great interest from Zhang Shu.

"About ten catties. No matter how heavy it is, it will break." Wu Da said after careful consideration.

"If I remember correctly, the chair in the elegant room can be about 40 catties." Zhang Shu whispered.

"Wrong, the chairs in the elegant room of Guihua Building are all good mahogany chairs. This is a real high-end product. Each one is 54 catties. I bought this thing myself. The one I sit on is the same as the elegant one. Wu Da blurted out and corrected Zhang Shu's statement.

Wu Da is right, but everything that does not need to be replaced often in the Guihua Building is a solid high-end goods, which is in sharp contrast to consumables such as carpets.

"I haven't seen Ximenqing. How much can this person weigh?" Zhang Shu is very interested in weight and load-bearing.

"Ximen Qing, it's a little taller than him, but it's thinner. I guess it's about the same weight." Wu Da pointed to Liu Lin with his hand.

Liu Lin thought about it, it was indeed like this. I'm about 140 jin. The shopkeeper is right, and Ximen Qing is almost the same.

"That means that people and chairs have a total weight of nearly 200 catties. Including the bearing capacity of the carpet, after deducting the fraction, it is estimated that 180 catties are pressed in the range of the chair." Zhang Shu muttered while calculating. Then his eyes suddenly lit up and said to Wu Da and Liu Lin, "Now, I'm 90% sure that I can succeed."

"Zhang Shu, now I'm not sure that I care about you. Even if there is only one, I still have to do it. Just say what to do." Wu Da interrupted what Zhang Shu was going to say next, and his tone was rarely resolute.

Zhang Shu nodded: "Liu Account Room, now tell me where Ximen Qing is in the elegant room."

Liu Lin retreated to the door, took nine steps to the right, and then took four steps forward. After stopping here and repeatedly confirming that there was nothing wrong, he said to Zhang Shu, "That's it. This is the front of the left armrest of his chair."

"Shopkeeper, since your chair is the same, bring your chair here, I want to compare the size and area." Zhang Shu said to Wu Da that there was no emotion in his words. At this time, Zhang Shu seemed to have completely changed. The "keeper" was just a title, and he could not hear any respect and humility.

Wu Da did not answer, but trotted out of the storage room. It was almost time to peel a small orange and returned. Unlike when he went there, Wu Da carried 54 catties of mahogany chairs on his shoulder. Then gently put the chair on the ground. Zhang Shu, that's him."

Liu Lin sighed in his heart that he had heard that Wu Da was carrying a flat pole to sell pancakes a few hundred catties a year ago. At that time, he did not believe it. If Wu Song easily carried hundreds of catties of things, Liu Lin would feel very normal, but Wu Da was just a dwarf. How could he be so powerful? Today, after seeing Wu Da move back to the chair quickly, his face was not breathless, and he believed the legend he heard in the past.

Zhang Shu arranged the chair according to the position Liu Lin said, and then drew a projection of a chair on the roof with white gray. This projection painting is so elaborate that Liu Lin is a little impatient. After all, he sees the passage of time little by little, and Zhang Shu has not yet begun any substantive action.

After Zhang Shu finally drew this projection, Liu Lin was relieved that the next step should be a substantive action. But Zhang Shu stood on the ground and looked at the projection, and then said something that made Liu Lin crazy: "No, the chair is not here."

"Impossible, Zhang Shu, I have confirmed it twice, seven steps in front of the right and four steps in front. The length of my walking pace is basically the same, and I just calculated it very carefully. The pattern of the storage room is exactly the same as that of the elegant room upstairs, and there will be no mistakes. Liu Lin was extremely dissatisfied. He felt that Zhang Shu might not have the ability to save Ximen Qing at all, and now he began to shirk his responsibility.

"Nonye, Liu Account Room, I'm not saying that your calculation is wrong, but I think of a problem. Although the pattern of this storage room is exactly the same as that upstairs, the area is different. The area of all buildings on the second floor must be smaller than that on the first floor. Only in this way can it be stable. Zhang Shu said slowly.

Liu Lin patted his head, that's right. What Zhang Shu said was indeed right. Why did I ignore this point? If I had known, I should have chosen another way to determine the location of Ximenqing. Now I don't know how much smaller upstairs is than this, but how can I determine the location of Ximenqing? Alas, I'm making a mistake. Liu Lin was extremely annoyed and couldn't say a trace of explanation, so he could only sigh dejectedly.

"Why don't I go up and have a look?" Liu Linsi thought about it and this was the only way. He turned around and was about to go out.

"No, it's a little too obvious if you go up again, which will cause the vigilance of those people. Once the action is reflected, there will be no rescue." Zhang Shu stood on the table, gently erased the white and gray mark that had been drawn, then wiped off a little on the right front of the mark, and drew a new one. I roughly estimated the proportion, and it should be slightly adjusted. For the sake of safety, it should be no problem to expand this range slightly. Zhang Shu said while expanding the mark a little with white ash.

"Then what do you want to do?" Liu Lin asked subconsciously.

"Help me get the woodworking drill." Zhang Shu stretched out his hand, and Wu Da immediately ran over, picked up the carpentry drill and handed it to Zhang Shu. Zhang Shu gently drilled it next to the mark of the chair and drilled the first small hole. His voice was so soft that Liu Lin could hardly hear it. As Zhang Shu drilled, his ears were close to the roof of the shed and listened carefully to the sound.

"Zhang Shu, you won't hear it upstairs." Wu Da's voice trembled a little, and Liu Lin found that Wu Da's forehead also oozed sweat.

"No." Zhang Shu's voice is much lower than just now. It can be seen that he is also very careful. According to the sound test just now, this is absolutely safe. The blanket upstairs is very thick, and they won't put their ears on the blanket. Zhang Shu's drilling action suddenly stopped, and then moved the carpenter's drill up and down.

"Bear the ruler." Zhang Shu whispered.

Wu Da didn't dare to neglect and hurriedly handed over the ruler. Zhang Shu measured the distance of his forearm with a ruler, and then measured his little finger. He seemed to have made a calculation. He measured a point with a ruler next to the small hole just drilled out, marked it with white ash, and then drilled the newly measured point with a woodworking drill.

Liu Lin originally thought that Zhang Shu was going to drill small holes one after another, and then tried to make the chair fall down as a whole. But he found that he drilled the second hole quite far away from the first position. Although it was still next to the projection of the chair, is this useful? Liu Lin felt that this was beyond his cognitive range, which was incredible.

Liu Lin sometimes calculates, sometimes measures, and sometimes drills holes. In a short time, he has drilled four small holes around the projection of the chair. These four small holes do not constitute a square shape, but a strange figure with a wide side and narrow side (the trapezoid, considering that the Song Dynasty did not call it that. I can only make a strange description. I really don't know, and I haven't found out what to call the trapezoid in the Song Dynasty. I'm very welcome to inform my book friends who have made achievements in this regard.) After drilling these four holes, Zhang Shu drilled seven holes in the middle of the strange shapes surrounded by the four holes.

After Zhang Shu drilled eleven holes, he stopped and said to Wu Da, "Shopkeeper, it's about to be done. If I drill another hole, Ximenqing will fall down. The hammer originally prepared should not be needed. Now you can find a few capable darts masters to pick it up, and then find some firewood. After a while, use gunpowder and fuse to help ignite it, and then cover it with some wet cloth. When my last hole is about to be drilled through, it begins to make a fire and smoke. The moment the person falls down, it will be saved immediately. No matter how fast the people upstairs react, they must be at a loss for this rescue method.

(This is the principle of stress concentration in physics, which is a generalized Hooker's law. Through a specific law, holes are drilled in things with a relatively uniform density, causing fatigue fracture. If you are interested in this, I can give a specific algorithm in the later chapters.

Recently, there is a feeling that the novel has become a blue cat's naughty three thousand questions, a tragedy.)