"What? And this good thing?"
Zhang Qiang was a little dumbfounded and couldn't believe what Master Cao said. Although he was not an expert in architecture, he also knew that his ancestors had been building houses for thousands of years. Except for using bricks and tiles instead of stones, this was no different from mud. The wall has never changed. What kind of trick is Xiao Han doing?
Chief Cao also had a sad look on his face, sighed, and said slowly: "Hey, I don't know, but Mr. Hou still doesn't let the living mud catch straw. Today, several people at home have come to ask, what time is this house?" I was able to get up, but I didn’t have the materials before and didn’t worry, but now I have the materials but can’t build, which is really worrying!”
"That's right, after living in a shed for so many days, who can bear it when a house is about to be built and no one is allowed to build it?" Zhang Qiang also nodded. The family only has two decent houses, and he lives in one. So, although it was because there was a pregnant woman at home, it felt a little awkward for him to sleep in the house while everyone else slept in the shed!
Chief Cao put down his pen, turned around and looked at Zhang Qiang, and said, "That's right! Hey... how about you and the Marquis are the closest, go and ask the Marquis? Let's see what's going on?"
Zhang Qiang thought about it for a while and thought that if he had nothing to do, he could go and have a look. Then he said to Director Cao: "Okay, Old Cao, you watch here, I'll go over there to see what's going on. If it doesn't work, just follow the old method. If it starts to rain, the bricks and stones will be destroyed." It doesn’t matter, the newly dried wood will suffer!”
"Yes, that's what I'm saying. You go and come back quickly. I'll let them build a shed first and move the things that are afraid of water in first, just in case!"
"Okay, I'll go first!"
After making up his mind, Zhang Qiang drank up the cold water that Master Cao had placed on the table, then got up and went to the stable to fetch the horse.
At this moment, over at Shishan, Xiao Han, who was always easy to talk to, was losing his temper...
I didn't sleep well last night. Several times I wanted to throw a stone at Zhang Qiang's house and ask him to keep his voice down, but I held back several times.
His current body is that of a young man, but he is not a eunuch, either. Who can bear it?
As a result, it was just dawn, and Xiao Han, who had endured it all night, jumped up from the pile of money, kicked up the fool who was sleeping like a dead pig, and hurried to Shishan.
When we came to Shishan, the sun had just risen from the horizon. It was a bit strange to sleep at this time, so Xiao Han simply hurriedly experimented with his cement.
I remember the composition of cement, and the materials are not hard to find. I just need to figure out the proportions between them. Fortunately, I built a big kiln this time and made several batches at one time. I recorded the proportions of each, a small pile and a small pile. The materials were sent to the newly built kiln.
Watching the kiln door slam shut, several craftsmen began to fill the fire and the sound of the bellows being pulled up was like the sound of a pottery xun, which made people want to sleep even more.
Xiao Han vaguely remembered that the temperature for burning cement must be very high. After all, the materials seemed to be fire-resistant, so after being sent in, he wouldn't be able to get out for a while. It was boring to watch people turn on the bellows, so he planned to find a place to take a nap. .
When he came out, a tail-like fool followed him, and he walked around for a while to take a look.
The small kiln has been completely sealed today, and there are no plans to reopen it for some time in the future. After all, houses will be built here soon, and outsiders are coming and going, so it is always unsafe to be seen by others.
There were two groups of people delivering the materials, one group sent it to Xiao Han's poor residence in the Hou Mansion, and the other group crossed the river in the fief and sent it to Shishan. Xiao Han was preparing to start work on both sides.
After all, whether it is blacksmithing or something else, it cannot be done in the open air, and a few resting places must be built. The weather is not bad now. What if winter comes and the northwest wind blows, and there is no house to live in?
Butler Lu had already greeted the craftsmen, so when the big truck came over, the people who had nothing to do were hooting like bandits and running out to help unload the truck, which actually frightened the delivery boy. For a moment, I thought I had encountered a catastrophe.
"Well, Qingzhuan, are you going to build a brick house?"
Blacksmith Lao Zhao was the first to run to the cart, picked up a brick on the cart and showed it to the people behind him. These days, bricks and stones are only used by wealthy people. How can ordinary people afford bricks? brick?
When the young apprentice heard this, he quickly jumped onto the cart next to him and kicked the golden straw to the side. Suddenly, the neat piles of tiles underneath were revealed. The apprentice took a breath of air and said, "What are you doing, Hou?" You are so grand, this house you built will not collapse in a hundred years..."
"Pop..." There was a crisp sound.
Indeed, before the disciple could finish speaking, a slap as big as a cattail leaf fan was slapped on his leg.
"If you fart, will you say something auspicious? Get out of here and break the tiles under your feet. See how I deal with you!"
"hey-hey……"
The apprentice touched his leg and laughed foolishly. Seeing the master raising his palm again, he hurriedly jumped out of the car.
Knowing that these are all for your own use, you feel particularly comfortable when working. The few outsiders who came with the car didn't do much, but the craftsmen had already sorted the things they delivered into categories and coded them neatly. It looks particularly pleasing to the eye! I haven’t done much work in several days, and my body is almost rusty!
The work went so smoothly. When Xiao Han arrived, the guys who delivered the materials began to arrange the carriages and horses and prepare to leave.
"Master Hou..."
"Well, Lord Marquis"
Saying hello all the way, Xiao Han's smiling face suddenly changed when he saw Brick.
Rubbing his eyes to make sure he saw it correctly, Xiao Han came to the brick wall in a few steps, pointed at the neat piles of bricks, and asked the people around him: "This, this... what's going on, how did you send me the green bricks?" Brick? Butler Lu didn’t say this is the best brick in Chang’an? What’s going on!”
The delivery boy had already seen Xiao Han coming and knew the identity of the owner from the names of the people around him. He was still hesitating whether to greet him as a gift, but unexpectedly, the Marquis became furious as soon as he met him, and felt a chill in his heart. He quickly ran over, too scared to raise his head, and said quickly:
"Back... back to Mr. Marquis, brick-making has been passed down in my family for several generations. It is definitely the oldest brick kiln in Chang'an. The bricks I sent this time were all selected according to the instructions of the shopkeeper. I would never dare to cheat. Lord Marquis!"
"Don't you dare to deceive?" Xiao Han became even more angry after hearing what the guy said. He even got angry because he didn't sleep well last night. He grabbed a brick and threw it on the ground hard. It didn't break...
The idiot next to him didn't know what he was thinking. He picked it up again with a "swish" and presented it to Xiao Han with both hands. Xiao Han was a little embarrassed, but there were so many people watching him, all looking at him, so he had to reach out and take it.
But I have experience this time. I carried it with both hands and slammed it towards the small stone on the ground. But today, the brick seemed to be deliberately trying to get in trouble with Xiao Han. This time, the stone was directly hit by the brick and hit the mud. , the bricks are still not broken...
The fool had to pick it up again, and Xiao Han almost fainted from his anger, but luckily, the fool's uncle kicked him before Xiao Han stretched out his legs and glared!
It can be seen that the guy is very knowledgeable. The corners of his mouth are obviously twitching, and he is probably laughing so hard that he is almost dying, but he still looks frightened on his face.
"If you are dissatisfied with anything, or what kind of masonry you want, please tell me, and I will replace it for you right away..."
"Red bricks, I want red bricks. Who wants gray bricks? They look bad! Don't tell me, your family doesn't even have red bricks!"
"Red brick?"
The guy was a little dumbfounded, and he didn't know how to answer. The stupid uncle next to him quickly pulled Xiao Han's clothes and pulled Xiao Han aside.
"Master Marquis, you are wrong. Blue bricks are better and more expensive than red bricks. Why don't we make much use of red bricks..."
"What?"
Xiao Han was a little dumbfounded when he heard the red-faced uncle said. How could he see that all later generations were made of red bricks, and only very old rural areas used blue bricks?
The stupid uncle's old face turned red, and he pulled Xiao Han back several steps. When he was sure that the guy couldn't hear anything, he said to Xiao Han: "Really! If you don't believe me, Lord Hou, think about it, Chang'an is so big Are there any red bricks in the city?"
"Hey, when you say that, it seems like..."
When Xiao Han heard this and thought about it carefully, it seemed that he had never seen a house with red bricks since he came to Tang Dynasty.
This is embarrassing. Although I still don’t understand why there is such a big difference in building a house in the past life and this life, but looking at it now, it is undoubtedly his fault. Just when he is hesitating whether to admit his mistake and correct it, he hears that the stupid uncle has already Returning to the guy, he still shouted to the pair of guys:
"The Marquis said red bricks are red bricks! Is there any?!"
"Yes...there is..."
"Yes! Is it?!" Uncle Zi's eyes widened, and he asked with a heavier tone: "Huh? Is it possible?"
Is the guy who can be sent to deliver the goods stupid? His legs were shaking when he was stared at by the stupid uncle, so he quickly changed his mind: "No, no..."
"Hmph... you don't even have any red bricks. You deserve to be scolded by our Lord Marquis! It's a pile of junk. I should have let you take it all back, but seeing that it's not easy for you, just stay! Why are you standing there? Still? No thanks, Lord Marquis?!"
After the stupid uncle blew his beard and glared at him, the boy hurriedly ran in front of Xiao Han, his waist almost bent to the ground: "Thank you, Mr. Hou, for the big deal, little man!"
"Forget it……"
Xiao Han touched his nose and walked out without looking back. He knew that Uncle Lunzi was defending himself and being a noble man. Even if he was wrong, it was someone else's fault! Others had to apologize to him, but this blatant bullying was still somewhat difficult for the five-good boy who was born in the new society and grew up under the red flag to accept.
"Master Hou is righteous..."
The thank you voice from the guy behind him reached his ears, as if he was laughing at his ignorance, making Xiao Han walk faster and faster. The fool behind him quickly followed him. This was what his uncle told him. When there are many times, you must follow Xiao Han to avoid any accidents.
