Chapter 7 Chapter 7 Preparations for the trip

The next morning, Know-it-all woke up his friends early.As soon as everyone woke up, they began to prepare to leave.Small screws and small chisels put on leather jackets.Hunter Bullet put on his beloved leather boots.The boots of this pair of leather boots are higher than the knee, and the top is tied.These boots are very travel friendly.Little Impatience puts on his "Lightning Suit".About this dress should be said in detail.Little Impatient is always in a hurry, he doesn't like wasting time, so he came up with such a special costume for himself, without a single button on it.We all know that buttoning and unbuttoning takes the most time when putting on and taking off clothes.There are no separate shirts and trousers on this Grumpy outfit: they're joined together like a jumpsuit.The jumpsuit is fastened with a snap button on the back of the head.As long as the button is undone, the clothes will inexplicably slide off the shoulders and fall to the feet like lightning.

The chubby bun put on his most beautiful clothes.Xiao Bian mainly attaches importance to pockets for clothes.He thinks that clothes with more pockets are better.His best suit had seventeen pockets.The coat has ten pockets, two on the chest, two oblique pockets on the stomach, and two on the sides.There are three inside and a hidden pocket on the back.On the trousers: two on the front, two on the back, two on the sides, and one below—at the knee.In daily life, this kind of clothing with a total of seventeen pockets and one pocket still on the knee can only be seen on the body of a cinematographer.

Little Syrup wears plaid clothes.He always wears plaid clothes.His trousers are checked, his jacket is checked, and his cap is also checked.When the dwarves saw him from a distance, they always said, "Look, look, here comes the chessboard." Little May was wearing a ski suit, which he thought was convenient for traveling.Xiao Zhai put on a fleece jacket with strips, a road cover with strips, and a scarf with strips around his neck.He was wearing this set of striped clothes. From a distance, it was not a small bag at all, but an ordinary mattress with strips.In short, everyone puts on whatever they can, except for the little flustered one who can't find his shirt.He didn't know where the peaked cap was stuffed, and he couldn't find it no matter how hard he looked.Finally he found a cotton hat with earflaps from under the bed.

Painter Xiao Tin Guan wanted to paint everything he saw during his travels.He took the colors and brushes and put them in the balloon basket in advance.Harmony wanted to take the flute.The doctor took the small pills into the medicine box, put them in the basket, and put them under the bench.That's prescient, because people are bound to get sick while traveling. Before six o'clock in the morning, the whole city gathered around.The dwarf who wants to watch take off sits on the fence and on the roof. Little Brat was the first to climb into the basket and found a comfortable place.Knowing nothing also followed him in.

"Look," shouted the audience gathered around, "it's already started!" "How did you crawl into the basket!" said the know-it-all, "get out, it's still early." "Why is it too early? You can already fly," Quan Mo said. "You really know a lot! You have to fill the ball with hot air first." "Why do you need to fill it with hot air?" Little Brat asked. "Because hot air is lighter than cold air, it always floats up. We fill the ball with hot air, and the hot air floats up, so we pull the balloon up into the sky." Know-it-all explained.

"Well, that is to say, we still need hot air," Quan Buzhi rushed out of the basket together with Little Impatient. "Look," cried someone from the roof of a nearby house, "crawling out again! Changing my mind about flying again." "Of course I changed my mind," replied someone on another roof. "Flying on a ball like that! What a fool." At this time, Passenger asked someone to put a few sandbags in the basket.Little Impatient, Little Moment, Little Possibility and the other boys put the sand into their pockets and put it into the basket. "What are they doing?" The spectators asked each other puzzledly, "Why are you putting sandbags in the basket?"

"Hey, what do you want sandbags for?" shouted the little masthead riding on the wall. "After we fly up, we will throw it on your heads from the sky," Quan Mo replied. Of course, I didn't know that I didn't know what to use sandbags for.He was just making it up. "You fly first!" cried Little Masthead. Then a little bacterium, a boy sitting on the fence on the top of the small mast, said: "They probably don't dare to fly, so let the sandbags fly for them." The people around laughed and said, "Of course they are scared! But what are they afraid of? The balloons can't fly anyway."

"Balloons might fly," said a little girl looking in through a crack in the fence. When the people around were arguing, Know-it-all let them build a fire in the middle of the yard; everyone also saw that a small screw and a small chisel carried a large copper pot from the workshop and put it on the fire.This pot for heating the air, small screws and small chisels have already been prepared.The lid was tightly fastened on the pot, and there was a hole in the lid.On the side of the pot, there is a chimney that pumps air into the pot.After the air is heated in the pot, it comes out through the hole in the lid.

Of course, none of the spectators guessed what this pot was for.But everyone voiced their guesses. "They probably want to make soup for themselves so that they can have breakfast before the trip," said a girl named Little Matricaria. "That's not true," said the little bacteria, "if you have traveled this far, you must have something to eat!" "Of course," agreed Matricaria, "maybe it's the last time..." "What is the last time!" "Here, let's eat for the last time. They will fly after eating. Once the balloon bursts, they will fall to their deaths."

"Don't be afraid, it won't break," said Littlemasthead to her. "You have to fly up to break it, but this ball, you see, has been hanging there a week and hasn't flown at all." "Now it's time to fly!" said the little thumbtack who was watching the takeoff with the little front sight. The onlookers soon erupted into a heated argument.If anyone says a balloon can fly, someone will immediately say it can't fly; if someone says it can't fly, someone will immediately say it can.The noise was so loud that I couldn't hear anything.On one roof two boys got into a fight because the argument was getting too hot.It took water to splash them.

By this time, the air in the pot was quite hot, and the know-it-all decided it was time to fill the ball with hot air.However, in order to fill the ball with hot air, the cold air inside must first be released.Know-it-all went to the ball and untied the rope that was tightly fastening the lower end of the hose.Cold air hissed loudly from the ball.The dwarfs who were arguing about whether the balloon could fly or not all turned their heads and saw that the balloon was shrinking rapidly.It was limp, wrinkled like a dried pear, and disappeared on the bottom of the basket.Where the ball had once stood out, only the basket covered with wire mesh remained. The hiss died down, and a burst of laughter broke out immediately.Everyone laughed: those who said the balloon could fly, and those who said the balloon could not fly laughed.The friend who didn't know anything, the broken coat, laughed so hard that he fell off the roof and hit the back of his head with a big bump.The doctor treated him immediately with small pills, and rubbed iodine on the bag. "Look how it flies!" cried the people around. "Look at the know-it-all balloon! They've been busy all week, and it pops right away. What fun! Never laughed like that in my life." !" However, this time, the know-it-all ignored the ridicule.He connected the pot to the ball with a very long pipe, and let others inflate it with a pump attached to the pot.Fresh air begins to enter the pot, and superheated air follows the tube directly into the ball.The ball under the net gradually grew bigger and began to come out of the basket. "Look," said the spectator cheerfully, "here again! These monsters! It has to be broken." No one believed that balloons could fly.But at this time, it was getting bigger and bigger, and it came out of the basket and stopped on the basket, just like a huge watermelon on a small plate.At this time, everyone suddenly saw that the balloon was rising slowly by itself, straightening the net tied to the basket.Everyone was so surprised.Everyone can see, no one is pulling the ball up with a rope this time. "Hurrah!" cried Little Matricaria, and even clapped her hands. "Don't shout!" Little Masthead snapped at her. "Didn't it fly!" "It hasn't flown yet. Look, it's tied to a basket. It's a little dwarf in a basket again. How can it carry it up?" The little masthead saw now that the enlarged balloon had risen higher, and the basket had lifted off the ground.Little Masthead couldn't help shouting, "Hold on! It's going to fly! What are you doing?" The balloon did not fly away, for the basket was fastened to the hazel tree.The basket is only slightly off the ground. "Hurrah!" cheers from all directions, "Hurrah! Well done, Know-it-all! Look at Know-it-all's balloons! What do they use to inflate them? Probably with steam." Now everyone believes that the balloon will fly.