nucmednet Chapter 315 Big Appetite
Chapter 315 Big Appetite
"If a candidate can design a blueprint of a practical object that is not available on the market within the time of one and a half incense sticks, and introduce its main purpose, the ten judges present will take turns to score it."
"In addition, candidates must ensure that the craftsman can make this object within two days, and then they will pass this round of testing. Otherwise, the results will be cancelled and they will be considered unqualified."
After the invigilator finished speaking, someone came forward again and lit the incense.
Ji Yuntang raised his eyebrows. Isn’t this just a design competition?
This is her specialty!
Ji Yuntang recalled that when he was in the Night Palace, he had designed tables, chairs, benches, various sports equipment, as well as the cargo racks and dressing tables in the Wanzhuang Building.
But these things are practical for her, but they seem useless to ordinary people.
After all, they are expensive and take a long time to build, and they are just decorations when you buy them and cannot play their true role.
What ordinary people need is simple operation and saving time and effort.
Most importantly, the price is low.
This thing must be able to help them in their daily use, that is called effective design.
Ji Yuntang quickly went through the necessities of life in his mind, and soon he had an idea of what he wanted to design.
She lowered her head and began to paint on the rice paper.
Ji Qingqing watched Ji Yuntang drawing on the paper with great enthusiasm, and she pinched Cui Liu's arm.
"I asked you to go to the Night Palace and ask someone if Ji Yuntang could draw. Didn't you tell me that she knew nothing about it?"
Cui Liu hissed in pain, shrank her neck and said weakly:
"Yes, I asked Chen Hu who is beside Ji Yuntang. He said that their princess draws tigers like cats, mandarin ducks like ducks, and the moon like the sun. It's even easier to draw people. She draws men like women. In short, she is a hodgepodge."
Ji Qingqing frowned. Apart from registering to take up a spot and giving the prince a low score, this was the third preparation she had made!
In order to ensure that Ji Yuntang would be eliminated in the Canglang Poetry Competition, she sent Cui Liu to find out information from the people in the Night Palace.
Cui Liu searched for a long time and finally set her eyes on Chen Hu, a big guy who seemed simple-minded but strong-limbed.
She felt that this man had a lot of strength but looked quite simple-minded, so it would be very easy to trick him.
Cui Liu just asked tentatively about Ji Yuntang, and was told by Chen Hu that each word would cost one hundred taels of silver.
No credit.
Cui Liu was stunned at the time. She didn't expect Chen Hu's appetite to be so big that he charged one hundred taels for each word.
Ji Qingqing asked her to come out to find out information, but did not give her any money.
In the end, it was Cui Liu who went back and told Ji Qingqing. Considering that Cui Liu had already alerted the enemy, Ji Qingqing took five thousand taels of silver notes from Meng and gave them to her, and only then did she find out this piece of news.
Cui Liu wanted to ask more questions, but Chen Hu said, "You can only buy one piece of information with these five thousand taels. If you want to know the rest, you can buy it with money."
However, before leaving, she asked Chen Hu to promise again and again that he would not tell Ji Yuntang about their meeting.
Chen Hu also patted his chest and agreed!
Upon hearing this, Ji Qingqing's brows twisted into a "川" shape.
She had never thought that Ji Yuntang would pass the first level, so she felt that that piece of news was enough!
But for some reason, she always felt that there was something wrong with this matter.
But for a moment she couldn't figure out what was wrong.
At the same time, Chen Hu, who had manually shut his mouth in the teahouse, suddenly thought of something and knelt down in front of Luo Junhe with a plop.
"Your Majesty, I am guilty. I deserve to die."
Luo Junhe was shocked. He turned his head and saw Chen Hu's face that looked like it was about to cry.
At this moment, his eyes were filled with tears and he felt very aggrieved.
Luo Junhe: "..."
Luo Junhe: "!!!"
I'm not afraid of a man being rude, I'm just afraid of a man crying!
If Ji Yuntang's crying is pleasing to the eye, I still feel pity for him.
If Chen Hu starts crying, it would be so loud that it would shock the world and make the gods and ghosts weep!
Luo Junhe felt as if his soul had suffered a thousand critical hits. He resisted the urge to throw Chen Hu out of the window and asked him in a calm voice.
"Chen Hu, what are you doing?"
Chen Hu's mouth pursed and he cried even louder!
"Your Majesty, I was wrong. I shouldn't have accepted the money from that maid and leaked the princess' affairs. Please punish me, Your Majesty."
As he spoke, he took out five thousand taels of silver from his sleeve.
"This is the money I collected. It's all here!"
Luo Junhe was so angry that he laughed. The look in his eyes suddenly darkened and he questioned him with narrowed eyes.
"What did you reveal to the princess?"
Chen Hu knelt down and said truthfully: "The day before yesterday at noon, a maid in green clothes came to me and asked me what the princess knew, what she usually did in the Night Palace, and how was her relationship with you, Your Majesty?"
"I think she is sneaky and doesn't seem like a good person. It seems that she was deliberately sent by the princess's opponent to get information."
"I was confused at the time, thinking, isn't this a chance to make some money?"
"I will tell her that every word she gets from my mouth costs one hundred taels. If she wants the information, she can pay for it."
"I thought she would give up, but I didn't expect that after an hour, she really brought the silver."
"She asked me if the princess could draw, and I told her no, that the princess's paintings were extremely abstract. The maid obviously didn't believe me, so I found a few paintings that the princess had drawn casually when she was bored in the mansion and showed them to her, and then she believed me!"
Luo Junhe looked at him with dark eyes, and Chen Hu immediately raised his hands above his head.
"Your Majesty, I swear to heaven that I really did not reveal a single word about the princess."
"Now that I think about it carefully, I think her purpose in asking me is to find out whether the princess can draw something on Canglang Poetry Talk."
"I only told her that the princess can't draw, but I didn't tell her that the princess can't design. From the wardrobes and cabinets to the tables and chairs in our palace, the princess designed the drawings herself and asked me to find people to make them. Her ability is beyond doubt."
Luo Junhe glanced at Chen Hu sideways, his expression calm and unperturbed.
"You're not so stupid."
After he finished speaking, he asked Chen Hu, "Does the princess know about this?"
Chen Hu shook his head. "I don't know. The maid told me not to tell the princess about our meeting. I am an honest man and I think that as a man, I must do what I promised."
Luo Junhe raised the corner of his mouth slightly and spoke in a neutral tone.
"So you didn't tell the princess, but told it to the king?"
Chen Hu nodded repeatedly, "I only promised her not to tell the princess, but I didn't promise her not to tell the prince."
"These five thousand taels of silver should be regarded as my tribute to the prince."
Luo Junhe took the banknote and said calmly, "Atang hates betrayers the most. Don't do this again in the future."