I am Wu Dalang, starting with Pan Jinlian

After Chen Da, the coachman, asked the address of Wu's store, he thanked the passers-by and started to go to Wu's store.

After a while, I saw the signboard of Wu's store, but sadly, the store was closed.

Chen Da got out of the carriage and walked to the gate of Wu Fei's house. After all, the shop seemed to be borrowed from the house facing the street of the house, and the people in the house must know some information.

The gate of the house was open, and Chen Da didn't dare to go in hastily, so he knocked on the iron ring on the gate.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

After the sound, a person's questioning sound came from the courtyard.

"Who is it? Here it comes!"

Of course it was Wu An who answered, he was originally the concierge of the Wu family.

When Chen Da saw someone coming out, he cupped his hands and asked a question.

"I'm Da Chen from the Chen Mansion. I wonder if the shopkeeper of Wu's store is here?"

"Oh, you are looking for my master, wait a moment, I will inform you."

After Wu An finished speaking, he signaled Chen Da to wait for a while, and then walked into the courtyard.

At this time, Wu Fei was sitting in the study practicing calligraphy, with Chen Yuanyuan waiting on him.

Chen Yuanyuan brought a cup of tea from time to time, and after a while, fanned Wu Fei with the wind.

"My lord, there is a visitor, who is said to be from the Chen residence!" Wu An reported in a low voice.

"Chen's House? Which Chen's House?" Wu Fei looked puzzled, as if he didn't know anyone from Chen's House.

Wu An hurriedly said that he didn't know which Chen family it belonged to.

Only then did Wu Fei say: "Okay then, let him in!"

Only then did Wu An go out, and Wu Fei also stood up and walked towards the hall of the upper room.

After Wu'an met Chen Da, he said that his master was at home and could see guests.

Only then did Chen Da return to the carriage and asked Chen Jing to get off the carriage.

After Wu An led the two of them to the hall, he retreated.

Wu Fei took a closer look, this Lord, I have never seen him before, why did he suddenly come to him for no reason?
With a puzzled look on his face, Wu Fei invited Chen Jing to sit down.

After Chen Jing sat down, Chen Yuanyuan served tea.

And Chen Jing also looked embarrassed, after all, he had never seen it before.

However, he can be regarded as an old oily man who has been in the officialdom for a long time, and he quickly stabilized his mood.

"Treasurer Wu, my official Chen Jing, as the general supervisor, I hope you will forgive me for taking the liberty to visit this time!"

"It's easy to say, easy to say, I don't know why Chen Jiancheng is here?"

Seeing that the visitor reported his official position first, Wu Fei was not happy in his heart, so he immediately started asking the other party why he came.

After Chen Jing heard it, he looked embarrassed. The other party was too straightforward, and asked the reason when they met.

Immediately, he no longer concealed it, and asked directly: "Master Wu, do you know the flashlight?"

When Wu Fei heard the flashlight, he turned his mind a few times, then thought of Chen Jing's identity, and realized that Zhao Guangyi must have ordered the general supervisor to make a copy of the flashlight.

So, he directly admitted that he sold the flashlight and brought it from his hometown, and now it is gone.

Chen Jing was overjoyed after hearing this, and finally asked the right owner, but when he heard that there were no flashlights in the store, his heart sank.

Fortunately, he didn't forget his purpose of coming, which is to ask Wu Fei to help him imitate the flashlight.

He expressed this idea, and wanted to invite Wu Fei to be the general supervisor to help imitate the flashlight, and promised to give a large amount of silver as a reward.

Hearing this request, Wu Fei was stunned. This is really ignorant and fearless. Not to mention in the Song Dynasty, even in Zhonghua before the reform, it is not easy to imitate a flashlight.

This thing still has a certain technological content.

Wu Fei clearly refused, and told Chen Jing that this idea is not advisable, and this imitation is impossible to complete.

For Wu Fei's refusal, although Chen Jing was upset, he showed a look of indifference on the surface.

Seeing that nothing could be done, he offered to leave.

After Chen Jing left Wu's house, he sat in the carriage and began to think about what Wu Fei said.

"Wu Fei dares to say that it is impossible to make a flashlight now! I still don't believe it. We must work hard to make a flashlight and hit him in the face."

Chen Jing, with this feeling of resentment, felt that Wu Fei underestimated him, the general supervisor, and the strength of the Great Song Dynasty.

He went back to the general prisoner again, and told the junior prisoner general and several master craftsmen about this matter, hoping that they could work together to make the flashlight.

After hearing this, several people also expressed their anger.

However, they are different from Chen Jing.

After all, during the time when Chen Jing was away, they tried all kinds of methods, but in the end, they still couldn't turn on the flashlight.

The more they researched, the more shocked they were. There was such a wonderful thing in this world, and even they, well-informed people, could not disassemble it.

Finally, a master craftsman came up with a coquettish idea, which is to use a saw to cut the flashlight from the middle.

This proposal has been unanimously approved by everyone. After all, it has been tossing for so long, but it has no effect, and everyone has a headache.

So, someone got a saw and sawed the flashlight.

The flashlight that was split into two halves looked very miserable. Not only the shell was broken into two parts, but the power supply part inside was also cut into two parts.

A big craftsman touched the solid inside the power supply, and felt that there was nothing different.

Fortunately, Wu Fei is not here, otherwise I would admire their courage.

You must know that this flashlight uses a lithium battery, and the lithium battery may explode after a violent impact!
In addition, these master craftsmen should be thankful that this thing is not a bomb, otherwise, it would not only be as simple as a possibility of explosion, but it would definitely explode, and they would pay the price with their lives for it.

But Wu Fei also admired them. In this world, the progress of human beings largely depends on someone daring to sacrifice.

Seeing that the flashlight was divided into two halves, there was nothing special about it, so another master craftsman put the two halves together, turned on the power, and wanted to see if it could still be used.

The result is obvious, the flashlight is unresponsive and broken.

Master was so frightened that his hands trembled, and the flashlight fell onto the table.

"Chen Jiancheng, this, this, this thing is broken!" the master yelled in horror.

This loud shout woke everyone up immediately, and Chen Jing felt even more tight in his chest. He just thought of a method, and before he started imitating it, the thing was broken!

"How should we deal with this?" Chen Jing's eyes darkened, and he fainted on the ground.

"Chen Jiancheng, what's wrong with you?"

"Jiancheng, wake up!"

After a while of panic, the imperial physician rushed over, examined Chen Jing, and explained the cause of the disease.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is short of breath, just take a break.

After waking up, Chen Jing felt like a knife was piercing his heart when he thought of the damaged flashlight.

He was worried, it seemed that this imitation task could not be completed, and then he thought that if this task could not be completed, his future would definitely be ruined!

And Wu Fei, after sending Chen Jing away, felt that he was too whimsical, and didn't look at the current level of technology.

Of course, there is no such thing as technological level at this time.

However, without establishing a certain degree of industrialization, wanting to make a flashlight is tantamount to wishful thinking.

So Wu Fei also put this matter behind him.