Fast time travel: Catch a eunuch, the author makes up the plot

Chapter 177

Liu Qing fell into memories.While running around, he couldn't help but recall the past.

Perhaps, he knew that his time was running out.

After all, how could ordinary people escape the vicious hunting of those muscular men with guns.

"What are you arguing about?" Someone in the restaurant asked loudly.

Liu Qing remembered the past.

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"What's the point of arguing? It's so sexy just wearing a short-sleeved shirt."

The chubby uncle who was over half a century old said with a smile, his shy appearance caused everyone present to wail.

Spicy eyes.

This picture is too hot for the eyes.

You need to wash your eyes with fairy water.

The sun had completely set by that time, and the sky was dark blue.

Like a dark blue curtain, covering the heads of all living beings.

"Wow, look! Today's weather doesn't even have a cloud. It's been a long time since I've had such good weather. If fireworks are set off now, the effect should be very good."

"Who made it rain last year? The fireworks were put on and got wet, and some specially designed fireworks didn't light up." Several elderly pyrotechnic masters also mentioned it in their chats.

Indeed, the good weather today is indeed suitable for setting off fireworks outside.

Liu Qing and others were on the roadside, along with Fu Wanwan, Lin Sen and junior Asiba.

According to their previous agreement.During the winter solstice, they shoveled snow in Uncle's pyrotechnic factory, and as income from labor, they obtained special tickets for the Qixi Festival fireworks festival in W City.

The location of this entrance is a very suitable location for sightseeing.If you want to buy tickets online, it will cost more than 1000 yuan.

"Hey, this... what kind of special seat is this, isn't it just the bare ground, where did the seat come from! They don't even have a seat. I really don't know how they can sell more than 1000 tickets." Lin Sen said carelessly. sat on the ground and complained.

Workers in the factory call the uncle "fat boss".

Liu Qing and the others nicknamed this uncle "Factory Director", the director of the pyrotechnic factory.

Liu Qing and others had heard of this nickname for a long time, but at first no one dared to call him "Uncle" or his own nickname "Factory Director".

After the winter of that year came,
During the cold January to March, they took a car to shovel snow in the fireworks factory many times, and the gap between them and the uncle became less and less, and they talked more and more.

Sometimes the fat uncle would bring some specialties from their hometown for Liu Qing and others to eat.

Sometimes it's pickled salted duck, sometimes it's plum wine.

The most delicious is the old altar kimchi.This is pickled by the fat uncle's mother, and his mother's salt content is very well controlled.Kimchi tastes very refreshing.

After these exchanges, everyone unknowingly changed their name to "Fat Boss".

"Doesn't the national law stipulate how many meters people must be away from when setting off fireworks?" Fu Wanwan asked suspiciously.

"Actually, there are relevant regulations, such as torpedoes, which need to be separated by ten meters, but this will change due to regional and environmental conditions. So even if you are 100 meters away, as long as there is a possibility of an accident, you should It cannot be said to be a safe distance." The uncle explained.

He also gave an example.When lighting fireworks, if the fireworks don't go off immediately, don't run over to watch them.

So as not to accidentally blow up to death.

"Hearing what you said, this law is quite funny." Junior Asiba said with a smile.

"However, we are experts in this field, so we won't cause accidents. Even if I put it in the city center, I'm fine. I've been letting it go for decades. Logically speaking, I'm a senior." Looking at the self-confidence and pride of experienced talents, Liu Qing immediately admired it.

The words "I am an expert" sound impressive and confident.

This is the accumulation of years of time.

Cannon barrels for firing have been prepared on the river bank in Xichang District.

Rows of gun barrels lined up there, the scene is quite spectacular.

The cannon barrels that the uncle will fire at the same time are tied together, and some are scattered here and there in piles.

The masters have just completed their final checks.

"I always thought that when setting off fireworks, you should use a lighter to light the fuse, and then run away quickly, waiting to see the fireworks fly into the sky with a bang," Lin Sen said.

"Well, I thought so too, because that's how I usually watch other people set off fireworks." Liu Qing nodded accordingly.

They were surprised when they learned that today's fireworks are controlled by computers.

The fact that the timing and ignition instructions for fireworks can be done by computer is incredible enough in itself.

It seems that ignorance limits their imagination.

It may also be that poverty limits their imaginations.

After all, the student party will not spend more than 1000 yuan to watch a fireworks display.

Pointing to the prepared gun barrels, fuses and the computer in the tent, Lin Sen asked presumptuously, "Uncle, do you really know how to use a computer?"

"Do you know that only nobles could afford fireworks in ancient times. Fireworks led the trend at that time. As a contemporary pyrotechnics master, I am just playing with a computer." The uncle said confidently.

As he said that, the uncle stretched out his hand to tap the keyboard, but his movement was just a vertical tap with one index finger. It looked like a beginner's trick, which made everyone laugh, including Lin Sen. up.

This fingering is called "one-finger Zen".

"This fingering technique is quite powerful." Junior Asiba said.

"Yes, it's awesome enough." Liu Qing agreed.

"By the way, Liu Qing always presses the elevator button like this." Fu Wanwan suddenly remembered something and said with a thumbs up.

Liu Qing didn't realize what she was talking about yet.

"Oh, that's right." Lin Sen smiled wryly, "Every time I give a thumbs up, as if giving someone a thumbs up, it's very funny."

"I feel pretty normal. It's not cat biscuits."

What's so weird about using your thumb when pressing elevator switches and floor buttons.

"My dad does the same thing!" Liu Qing continued to defend herself.

"Isn't it normal at all?" Lin Sen retorted immediately.

"It's weird." The uncle also nodded exaggeratedly, "Isn't it natural to use your thumb?"

Junior Asiba also nodded. "Usually I use my index finger."

"Really?" Liu Qing raised her right thumb and poked forward.

He really didn't think there was anything wrong with this action. "Then I'll fix it."

"This habit formed over the years cannot be changed." Lin Sen said sternly.

"Impossible. People will grow." Liu Qing was determined.

"Impossible, impossible." Fu Wanwan said with a smile, "Liu Qing still has rice grains left after eating."

"Ah, indeed." Lin Sen nodded vigorously again, "You are not a child, so you must eat all the rice in the bowl."

Liu Qing did not waste food on purpose, but he did have the bad habit of leaving rice grains in his bowl when eating.

"I don't eat clean food, wasting food."

(End of this chapter)