Chapter 82 Snowmobile
82 Snowmobile
Village Chief Zhao had made plans for his three sons. If they could study, he would do his best to support them. If they couldn’t, they would learn a skill that could support their families.
None of his three sons were good at studying. The eldest son, Zhao Yuan, was a blacksmith. The second son, Zhao Sheng, was a carpenter, and the third son, Zhao Pengfei, was extremely strong and would usually hunt.
Zhao Sheng was shaving the wood when he smiled at Bai Wutong and said, “The wooden horse that I made can be played by Young Master alone.”
Stinky had reached the stage where he could crawl and sit. It was the month when he could start standing. It was just the right time for him to ride a small wooden horse.
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He had taken jobs for rich families, seen their drawings, and going to town to sell the little wooden horses he had made.
When Bai Wutong heard that they were going to make poles for carrying the fishes and a small wooden horse for Stinky, she suddenly thought of Santa’s snowmobile.
If they had snowmobiles, even if there were no elk or horses pulling them, it would be much easier for them to pull and push them than carrying so many fish on a pole.
Most importantly, the snowmobile could also be used for people to sit and glide using the poles. If everyone was tired, they could even rest on it.
Moreover, it was not difficult to make snowmobiles. It only required st.u.r.dy wood. The more Bai Wutong thought about it, the brighter her eyes became. She immediately said to Village Chief Zhao, “Why don’t you make a few more snowmobiles? It doesn’t have to be very big. Just big enough to drag some things.”
Zhao Sheng was stunned for a moment and asked curiously, “What does a snowmobile look like?” Zhao farmyard was in the center of the Yan Kingdom. It rarely snowed, let alone seen a snowmobile.
Bai Wutong handed Stinky to Qingfeng, took out a charcoal pencil and a wooden book from her bag, and quickly drew a blueprint for Zhao Sheng.
“Look at this. It’s exactly what it looks like. It doesn’t have to be a complicated wheel. The main thing is to apply pressure on the blade and slide on the ice.”
The structure of the snowmobile drawn by Bai Wutong was clear. Zhao Sheng only took a look and understood it. He said excitedly, “Madam, this snowmobile is very practical! I can probably make five in one night!”
Bai Wutong smiled and said, “Let the others help you. Make more so that everyone will be more relaxed on the way.” She was afraid that they would be too tired if they rushed to do it. She said, “There’s no need to be too rushed. Everyone is tired from the journey. We’ll rest for another day tomorrow before leaving.”
Zhao Sheng hurriedly said, “Alright, Madam. I’ll make a wooden horse for Young Master now and teach everyone how to make a snowmobile.”
Bai Wutong smiled and poked Stinky’s soft and chubby face. “Did you hear that? Uncle Zhao Sheng said that he wants to make a little wooden horse for you. You’ll have something to play with later.”
Stinky clapped his little hands as if he understood. He opened his little mouth and giggled, causing saliva to flow down the corner of his mouth and onto Qingfeng’s chest.
Chu Tianbao suddenly waved at them and said loudly, “Wife, let’s eat fish!”
Stinky followed Chu Tianbao’s loud voice and spun 365 degrees in Qingfeng’s arms. When he saw the grilled fish in Chu Tianbao’s hand, he suddenly made a sound and knocked Qingfeng’s back with his small hands, demanding strongly for him to eat fish.
His saliva flowed out like a fountain, and it drenched Qingfeng’s back.
When Stinky saw others eating, he would become a glutton. Bai Wutong smiled and said, “Little glutton, are you deprived of food? Who could starve you?”
Auntie Yang was the head chef of this all-fish banquet. The two fishes in Chu Tianbao’s hand had also been simply marinated and roasted by her.
The fish meat was tender and salty. Everyone, who had not eaten fresh fish for a long time, picked up their chopsticks and took a bite. They could not help but narrow their eyes in bliss.
It was really too delicious!
Bai Wutong felt that she could even finish a few of these delicious grilled fish herself!
Stinky sat obediently in Qingfeng’s arms and waited to be fed.
Qingfeng fed him especially carefully. She would carefully remove the fish meat with a spoon and pick out all the fish bones before feeding him.
The firelight shone on them, emitting a warm atmosphere.
Auntie Yang smiled and teased, “Young Master Qingfeng is so gentle. It must be a blessing for any girl to marry him!”
As soon as he said that, Li Niang and Rocky, who were eating fish in silence, looked at Qingfeng.
Qingfeng glanced at them indifferently, causing them to shiver in fear and immediately retract their heads.
A woman like the commander whom everyone was afraid of probably could not get married, so she could only “marry” a husband.
Lin Yue was sitting beside Qingfeng. When Qingfeng fed the fish to Stinky, he wiped Stinky’s mouth and couldn’t help but complain to her softly, “Who can you marry!”
Qingfeng stopped feeding Stinky fish and looked at him deeply.
Lin Yue thought that she was angry and hurriedly looked up to admire the moon. The shadows in Qingfeng’s eyes also dissipated.
In addition to the grilled fish, there was also fish soup, braised carp, and fish noodles. Everyone ate happily, then got busy again.
After killing the fish and cleaning it up, not only would it reduce the weight on the road, but it would also be much more convenient to cook on the way.
Auntie Yang led the women to deal with the fish, while the men worked feverishly on the snowmobile.
Seeing that they were busy here, Cui Shiji brought the 30 families from Qinghe over to take a look. They immediately saw the snowmobile that Zhao Cheng was leading everyone to build.
Cui Shiji and the others arrived at the right time. The first snowmobile that could carry people had just been completed. They saw it before Bai Wutong did.
Yang Quanzi had traveled the entire state of Hua and was knowledgeable. He immediately recognized that this was a snowmobile that could be used in the snow.
He subconsciously asked, “Did Madam Bai ask you to make a snow carriage?”
Zhao Sheng chuckled and said, “This isn’t a snow carriage. Madam Bai said it’s called a snowmobile.” He sat on the snowmobile again and poked the snow with two wooden sticks. The snowmobile swished forward. “It can be used to drag goods or as a sliding tool on the ice. We plan to make a few more. When we set off the day after tomorrow, we can put the things on the snowmobile.”
Yang Quanzi sighed. “Madam is really a genius!” Although he knew that there was such a thing, he did not think of asking everyone to make this snowmobile. He was naturally not as intelligent as Bai Wutong.
Yang Quanzi looked at the blueprint that Bai Wutong had drawn for Zhao Sheng and was even more certain that the printing technique was created by someone like Bai Wutong.
Seeing that the snowmobile could move effortlessly with a whoosh, Cui Shiji and the others’ eyes lit up.
Without a carriage, they also wanted to have snowmobiles that could carry people and haul goods.
Most of the 30 families of Qinghe were scholars. In the past, they had to take a sedan chair when they went out if the distance was a little further away. After walking for so many days, their legs felt like they were about to break. If there was a snowmobile, it could save them from deep water and fire.
Cui Shiji immediately understood what everyone meant and hurriedly asked Zhao Sheng eagerly, “Master Zhao Sheng, can you also lead our people in building some snowmobiles?”