"Do you think transporting heavy objects on the city wall can be like a well windlass?"

"I knew you, Shen Bing, were so talented, but you didn't expect to be so stupid."

"I didn't know that the rope would break after going up and down the wall a few times."

…

Shen Bing did not explain. He waved to Fatty Tun, then stretched out a tripod with an axle that was slightly higher than the city wall and fixed it.

Throw the rope down again...

Cang was already there to respond, took the rope and tied it to the basket.

Shen Bing gave the order: "Get up!"

Yan and Fatty Tun turned the rear wheels left and right, and the heavy object slowly rose up along the city wall.

Several black lines immediately fell on Chen Wei's forehead.

With the help of the fixed pulley, the rope did not have the "break" he said.

Chen Wei was so ashamed that he covered his face with his sleeves and ran away amidst the laughter of the craftsmen:

"If I had known this, I should have waited a little longer."

"What a shame, is this Shen Bing possessed by Lu Ban?"

"Can such things be made?"
Chapter completed!