Chapter 51 Ma Chao Pound defected to the state Wolong phoenix chicks came out of the mountain 8

The structure of Jiaozhou Recruitment Hall is somewhat similar to that of a hotel. There is a hall in the front yard, which is divided into many counter windows. Different types of talents report in different windows. There are many houses in the backyard. Only those who have been audited by the front office can enter the backyard for the next audit, or rest in the backyard like Pang Tong.

Nan Ye led Pang Tong out of the backyard of the recruitment hall, and then heard a burst of laughter from the lobby of the front yard. This makes Nanye feel a little curious, because although there are many people in the recruitment hall, after all, it is a government office, and there is rarely a loud noise.

Pang Tong and Guo Jia, who were talking behind Nan Ye, were obviously also curious and stopped at the same time. When Dian Wei and Zhou Cang, who guarded Nanye, stopped when they saw the three people stop, they naturally stopped. At this time, the group was not far from the front hall, and they heard a teenager's voice coming out of the hall.

"You...you wait, don't... don't laugh! I...I..."

"Haha~" There was another burst of laughter in the crowd before the teenager finished "I". Obviously, the laughter just now was also caused by the teenager's stattering.

"Little...little brother, you...you'd better go home quickly. Don't... don't waste time here. I...I can't wait." Another young man's voice came out. Obviously, he was imitating the teenager and laughing at him. Sure enough, as soon as the young man's words fell, there was another burst of laughter in the hall.

"Quiet! Don't laugh and listen to him finish his words. A full-pitated voice sounded, obviously the military attaché to maintain order in the recruitment hall. He can't control the occasional laughter in the crowd and won't care about it, but someone deliberately makes trouble, so he can't help but listen to it.

The young man who laughed at the teenager obviously did not dare to make a sound after being stopped, and the other people in line in the hall stopped laughing. There was silence in the hall, and the needles could be heard. Nan Ye and Pang Tong could imagine that the eyes of the people in the hall must have focused on the stuttering teenager at this time.

The situation in the hall is not far from Nan Ye's guess. A teenager in a coarse cloth shirt is standing in front of a group of people with an exquisite wooden model in his hand. If you look carefully, you will find that this team of people are more or less holding some utensils in their hands. These utensils are of different sizes and shapes. Some of them can obviously be seen as agricultural tool models, some are physical objects, and some strange and unknown things.

In front of the teenager is a counter. A middle-aged man dressed as an official stands behind the stage. There is also a sign on the counter with the word "worker". Obviously, this team of people are the craftsmen who came to recruit the virtuous hall.

When the stuttering teenager saw that everyone in the hall turned their eyes to himself, he was obviously more nervous. For a moment, he couldn't speak and sweated on his forehead.

The official in charge of reviewing the craftsman behind the counter is a re-disciple of Nan Ye, who knows far more about Science Avenue than ordinary people. Although he can't recognize the purpose of the model in the teenager's hand, it is not difficult to see the complexity and ingenuity. The official concluded that even if the teenager in front of him was not a talented person who could invent equipment, he was a skillful craftsman. So he was not impatient, but comforted the teenager and said, "Little brother, don't worry, say it slowly. Did you make the equipment in your hand?

The teenager nodded hurriedly after listening to the official's question, and then carefully put the wooden model in his hand on the counter. But I still can't speak.

The official took the model and looked at it for a while, but even though he was well-informed, he could not judge the real use of the instrument. He just felt that the model was a bit like a spinning wheel, but it was different. According to the general process, the craftsmen who come to present the invention should explain and demonstrate it so that officials can judge its value. However, this official is the first time to meet a craftsman who does a good job in the equipment model but does not speak.

"Little brother, can you tell me what this device is used for?" The official put the model back to the counter.

The stuttering teenager brewed for a long time before stammering, "This...this is me, I... I improved... the... weaving machine. I... I want to... go to the Academy of Sciences."

"Haha~" As soon as the teenager opened his mouth, there was another burst of laughter in the hall. The young man who laughed at the teenager just now was behind the teenager. At this time, although he did not dare to imitate the teenager to laugh at him, he still muttered in a low voice: "How dare this child's toy-like thing say that he wants to enter the Academy of Sciences? Then can't I be the dean?"

The teenager finally summoned up the courage to say a word in front of everyone, but he didn't expect to attract everyone's ridicule, which made the teenager's face turn red at that time. He grabbed the model on the counter, bowed to the officer behind the counter, and said shyly, "I... I... I'll come back next time!" After saying that, he turned around and ran out.

"Wait (wait)!" While the official opened his mouth to stop the teenager, a voice came from behind the hall. The people queuing in the hall did not know where it was behind the hall, but officials knew that behind them was the place where senior officials received senior talents. Today, there happened to be an extremely important talent waiting for Nanye Guoshi to meet in person in the backyard. Just now, the voice seemed to be Nanye Guoshi's.

After a moment, the official's judgment was verified, and everyone in the hall saw five people coming in from the back door of the hall. The first man's face was as magnificent as Guanyu. The two scribes behind him were dressed ugly and handsome, and the last two were two strong men, one with a black face and one yellow face.

"See the national teacher!" The officials behind several counters in the hall and the order-maining warriors saluted the man at the same time. It's just that officials salute their hands, while warriors salute military salutes.

"See the national teacher!" Meet the national teacher!" After being stunned for a moment, all the people in line realized that their mouths were not neat. The way of salute is also different. Some people bow, and some people kneel on the ground. None of them expected to meet the legendary road saint Nanye here today.

When Nan Ye saw the people salute, he smiled and said, "You are exempt from etiquette! I'm just here to see this little brother's improved weaving machine. You continue to ignore me.

How can the people in the hall really ignore the existence of Nanye? But he dares not go against Nanye's meaning. Although they straightened up and continued to line up, they still stared at Nan Ye and the stuttering teenager. Everyone couldn't help thinking: Is it really a great invention that this model in the hands of the stuttering teenager can make Guanghua interesting?

Seeing that order was restored, Nan Ye no longer paid attention to what everyone thought, but walked to the teenager and stretched out his hand and smiled, "Can you show me your invention?"

At this time, the stuttering teenager was more nervous than being laughed at by everyone just now. He couldn't speak, but nodded desperately with a red face, and then handed the model in his hand to Nanye.

Although Nanye understands that science and technology is the first productive force and also formulates policies to encourage invention and creation in Jiaozhou, Nanye is not much more proficient than the officials behind the counter. This is equivalent to a modern person who can use computers and drive cars. In ancient times, he did not necessarily use cattle ploughs to plough land or spinning.

Nan Ye is not really interested in the model in his hand, but in front of him. He didn't know whether the improved weaving machine in his hand was more advanced than the improved weaving machine in the Academy of Sciences, but he knew that the teenager in front of him was a real talent, even more useful than Pang Tong's talent. When he was in the backyard, he had already used the skill to save stars.

Zhenglu: Ma Jun, the word Deheng, Fufengren. One of the most famous mechanical inventors in the history of ancient Chinese science and technology. Ma Jun's family was poor when he was young, and he had a problem of gattering, so he was not good at talking but was clever. Later, he served as an official in the State of Wei. He has successively manufactured guide cars and puppets, and transformed the weaving machine to improve the efficiency by four or five times. Ma Jun also developed a tool keel waterwheel for agricultural irrigation, improved the Zhuge crossbow and Thunderbolt truck, and contributed to scientific development and technological progress. Skills: Invention.

After looking at the model of the weaving machine in his hand for a while, Nan Ye put the model on the counter and turned to Ma Jun with a smile, "I know you are not good at words. What should I ask you next? Do you just need to nod your head and shake your head to tell me?"

The young Ma Jun didn't expect that the idol in his heart, Guanghua, the saint of the road, was so approachable. Although he was nervous and sweaty at this time, he could still nod and shake his head, so he nodded.

Nan Ye asked with a smile, "Your name is Ma Jun. You are a Fufeng man. Am I right?"

Ma Jun stared and nodded desperately at that time. He never thought that his idol would know him. It's as incredible as an ordinary person who meets the president on the street and shakes hands excitedly, but is called by the president.

Ma Jun was not the only one who was surprised in the hall. Everyone was incredible, even Pang Tong behind Nan Ye. At this time, someone in the crowd was already talking: "The national teacher really knows people!" The National Normal University is mysterious and boundless!"

Nan Ye then asked, "Did you emigrate to Jiaozhou with your family?"

Ma Jun nodded when he heard the words. Nan Ye smiled again when he saw this. It seems that his immigration policy has also brought him a lot of talents. He said to Ma Jun, "Can you demonstrate your weaving machine here?"

Ma Jun nodded again and then went to the counter to play with it. Although Ma Jun stlinted, his hands were very dexterous. Even Nan Ye, a layman, roughly understood the working principle of the weaving machine with Ma Jun's demonstration. Ma Jun did not say a word during the whole process, but pointed to the places he should pay attention to from time to time. This kind of silent explanation is obviously more difficult to understand than using language to cooperate with the explanation. But Ma Jun did it with his own skillful hands.