"Liu Erwa Liu Erwa!" Chen Xu rode his horse straight to the door of the woodworkshop, and shouted loudly from a distance.

"Lidian, what's the matter with Hu Erwa?" The old carpenter threw down the things in his hand and hurriedly greeted him.

"Hurry, help me make a turntable for pulling clay!" Chen Xu jumped off his horse and threw the reins and rushed into the pergola of the workshop.

"What is a turntable?" the carpenter asked in confusion.

"Let's find a ruler and a drawing board!" Chen Xu urged repeatedly.

"Lidian, here!" A carpenter apprentice quickly brought a wooden board, charcoal strip and a wooden ruler.

But after picking up the ruler and charcoal strips, Chen Xu began to be stunned again. It seemed easy to remember, but it was really difficult to draw it. However, with experience in making threshers, he slowly conceived it in his mind and then began to outline it with charcoal strips.

Everyone in the town knew that Chen Xu was very magical, often had strange and incredible ideas, and had never seen anything he made. Therefore, when Chen Xu was painting, carpenter Liu Erwa and several apprentices stood behind with breathing and did not dare to let out, and their eyes were wide open, looking straight at Chen Xu's every move.

Chen Xu used geometric drawings from later generations, that is, perspective, so he drew a two-dimensional three-dimensional view. He had already explained this drawing method in elementary school, so he also understood some craftsmen in the town.

First draw a circular disk with a diameter of about two feet, and connect a spindle with an upper and lower circle below, roughly the thickness of a calf. Because there is no ball bearing, a set of copper collars that are the same as those on the stone mill as the rotation support point, otherwise it will be worn soon. The position half a foot below the spindle should be carved into a rough gear shape. However, it is not for the installation of gears, but for the installation of the transmission belt. The belt can naturally be temporarily replaced by a thick hemp rope. The belt is pulled one meter away, and then a large wheel and a threshing machine are designed. It is just installed vertically. The transmission belt is placed on the large wheel. Just shake the handle. The rotation of the large wheel can drive the spindle of the turntable to rotate...

After drawing, rubbing and painting, Chen Xu drew a little longer than this simple transmission device, and after drawing it for an hour, Chen Xu drew roughly the shape, and then the numbers were marked on each part.

The carpenter and several apprentices also kept watching without moving for an hour without making any sound.

"It's almost done!" Chen Xu finally took a breath and stopped. He took a few steps back and looked at the design drawing on the drawing board again. He thought about adding a bracket and finally put down the charcoal strips. After thinking for a long time, he felt that he could only design this way for the time being. So he turned to an apprentice and said, "You go to the blacksmith shop and ask the bamboo pole to help me create three sets of live rings. The large hole is half a foot and the small hole is three inches. Remember to remind him to make it round when creating, otherwise it will shake when turning..."

After the apprentice left, Chen Xu said to the carpenter: "Liu Erwa, now you can build the bracket and turntable according to the drawings I designed, as well as hand-cranked wheels and shaking handles. These should be very simple, here... here..."

After Chen Xu's explanation, the carpenter nodded repeatedly. After working on the threshing machine, he quickly understood Chen Xu's request. Of course, it doesn't matter if he heard it wrong. Chen Xu is still next to him, so if you don't understand, you can ask again.

Time flies and most of the day passes.

In the woodworking workshop, something strange seemed to be made.

A circular platform with a height of about one foot, with a main shaft hanging two inches off the ground and placed on the bracket. A thick hemp rope as a belt is connected to a large wheel with a diameter of 40 cm one meter away. The large wheel is not thick, only about five inches. A half-inch deep groove is chiseled out with a chisel on the edge. The thick hemp rope just fits inside and will not fall out.

This is the simplest transmission device. Like the principle of a bicycle chain, the large wheel rotates and drives the small wheel. According to the diameter size, the large wheel rotates for about one round, and the small wheel will rotate four to five rounds. As long as the shaking handle rotates fast enough, if it rotates one round in a second, the speed of the small wheel can reach about five rounds per second. Although this speed is not fast enough, before the invention of a high-speed motor or other alternative power, this speed is almost the limit. Moreover, the helper of the shaking handle is very tired and will never last long, unless it is a pervert like Yu Wuya. As for continuing to increase the diameter of the wheel, it is also possible, but it is very inconvenient to use it.

"Try turning!" Chen Xu was a little nervous. Judging from the finished product in front of him, there was definitely no problem with turning, but it depends on the balance of the rotation. The turntable cannot shake left and right.

An apprentice excitedly held the handle and started to shake. While the wheel was rotating, the disc also rotated under the driving of the hemp rope. Chen Xu guessed it well, and the disc was shaking and shaking. In this way, if the plate was pulled, the ceramic blank would definitely be crooked as the platform shakes and jumps, and the thickness of the ceramic blank would be uneven.

"Stop and stop, adjust the height of the turntable, so that the hemp rope is closer to the position of the living ring, the closer the better!" Chen Xu observed for a while before starting to direct the adjustment.

More than ten minutes passed, and the hand-cranking tape machine began to rotate again. With the sound of whining, the rotation of the disc was much smoother this time.

"Okay, it's almost done. Take it to the car and help me pull it to the pottery shop!" Chen Xu finally breathed a sigh of relief, so Liu Erwa and a few apprentices quickly pushed the cart to lift the billet machine up, and then squeaked towards the pottery shop. Chen Xu followed behind on a horse.

"Hey, Liu Dajiang, are you doing something strange again? Where are you going to pull it?"

Many people on the road were surprised to ask questions after seeing it, and then they learned that this was a flask machine designed by Lord Lidian to make pottery, so they attracted a large group of people to help push the cart to the pottery shop to see it.

When the rolling machine was transported to the pottery workshop, there were thirty or forty adults following, and there were more little kids, and many of them followed behind barely and screamed excitedly.

Chen Xu rode a horse and kept wiping the sweat on his forehead.

When will the Chinese people change their habit of watching the fun be changed? This scene is so scary. These nonsense guys are accidentally stepped into the ditch and don’t know.

After arriving at the pottery making workshop, under Chen Xu's command, a group of people carefully lifted the flask machine down and put it into a flat place in the awning. After adjusting the four legs of the bracket looked completely flat, they fixed the bracket to death with a stone. Chen Xu personally shook his hand and observed it. Seeing that the rotation was still stable, he asked a relatively strong helper in the pottery making workshop to come over and pointed to the shaking handle and said, "I will shake it when I ask you to shake it later. Fast and slow down and follow my command!"

"Okay!" The helper was very excited because he had heard a group of people say it all over the place. This was the equipment designed by Lidian for making pottery, called a rolling machine. Although he didn't know how to use it, such a complex thing looked very high-end. He could participate in it personally for the first time. The helper felt that this was a great honor.

"Gaohe, come here with a ball of kneaded clay, but it will be slightly thinner than you usually pinch the blank. Remember to be able to stand up and don't mix it into a mud!" Chen Xu reminded.

"Save it!" Although the old potter did not know how Chen Xu used this flap machine to make the pottery, he had been dealing with the mud all his life and touched and pinched the mud all day long all year round. He could be said to have already counted the mud as much as his wife. Not only did he be familiar with it, but he also made it easy to pinch it. He just pinched it like this if he wanted to.

Soon a basin of kneaded mud was brought to Chen Xu. Chen Xu dug out a large rice bowl with his hands and felt it. It was indeed moderately soft and hard, just like dough. Put the mud ball on the circular turntable of the rolling machine and pressed it firmly. Chen Xu wet his hands in the basin and said to the helper: "Start turn!"

The helper then began to shake the handle excitedly and nervously. As the handle rotated, the circular turntable began to rotate.

"Wow, look, turn it up!"

Apart from the carpenter and his several apprentices, countless people exclaimed.

"Fast~" Chen Xu said loudly.

So the helper turned around faster, and his hands that were directly turned into a shadow.

"Wuwuwuwuwuwu~" The turntable rotated rapidly under the driving of the large rotor. Seeing that the speed was fast enough, Chen Xu took a deep breath and gently touched his hands on the mud in the center of the turntable. Almost as soon as his hands approached, the clay clay quickly turned into a cylinder and grew up. Then, as Chen Xu pressed his two thumbs from the middle of the clay, the shape of a pottery bowl instantly appeared with the rapid rotation of the turntable.

“Wow~”

The onlookers were uproaring, and each of them exclaimed inexplicably. A ball of mud turned into the shape of a pottery bowl in the blink of an eye in Chen Xu's hand. And as Chen Xu pinched his fingers slightly, the edge of the pottery bowl quickly became round and thin. Seeing that the shape was almost successful, Chen Xu gently touched the bottom of the pottery bowl. As the turntable rotated quickly, the bottom of the bowl quickly closed.

"Stop~" Chen Xu took his hand away.

As the helper who was shaking the handle released his hand, the wheel continued to rotate for a few times, and the turntable slowly stopped. Then, what fell into everyone's eyes was a round and smooth pottery bowl standing quietly on the turntable.

"This...this..." The old potter's beard was trembling with excitement, his mouth was trembling and he couldn't speak at all, but his eyes were a little red, and he wanted to pounce on the rolling machine and couldn't get off.

Chen Xu also breathed a sigh of relief. He had played Mudba when he was a child, but he had never played so well.

This pottery bowl was made with the feeling. Because the clay was delicate and soft and hard, it actually made it mold at once. Although there were only two simple movements, it was enough to make Chen Xu proud.
Chapter completed!