“The refined soil is shaped through a brick-making mold. During shaping, the soil must be compacted. The place where the bricks are placed must be covered with fine sand to prevent them from sticking. The bricks must be dried in the shade. They must not be exposed to the sun to cause cracks or deformation. "
"After one or two months, the bricks are completely dry and can be fired in the kiln. This is the most important step. Generally, coal is used as fuel for bricks, while filter bricks with higher density are Use wheat straw, pine branches and other fuels to burn slowly. "
"After more than ten days of firing, the green brick is sintered. If the flame is slowly turned off at this time, outside air will enter the kiln, and what comes out will be our common red bricks."
"If you want green bricks and need to sinter the bricks at high temperatures, you need to seal the ventilation holes on the top of the kiln with mud to reduce air entry and make the temperature in the kiln conducive to the restoration of the brick components."
"The red high-order iron oxides in the body are reduced to blue-gray low-priced iron oxides. In order to prevent the low-priced iron in the body from being re-oxidized, water is added to the top of the kiln sealed with soil to achieve the purpose of cooling down. Remove from the kiln after complete cooling.”
Zhang Yumeng wrote down the steps for making bricks step by step. Yang Gan's hair stood on end as he looked at it and covered his head with his hands with a helpless expression.
"What happened to you?"
"Sister, I'm begging you. I need it now. Just hearing your plan makes me feel like it will take more than a year to turn around."
Zhang Yumeng smiled and said, "You're stupid, don't you have a coal mine? All the steps that take time are dried in coal mines. Deal with it first, and when the matter is settled, then slowly use cheap methods to mass-produce it." .”
Yang Gan slapped his head, "Yes, that's right, just do it like this. Although the cost will increase a lot, if it is mass produced, ordinary people in Guizhou can definitely afford it."
Just do it when you think of it. Execution is more important than anything else, but this matter cannot be taught to others because the process is more complicated and can only fall on the shoulders of Fujiko Yun.
After all, Zhuangzi is literate and can count with both hands.
After Fuji Ziyun received the instructions on the two types of manufacturing, Zhang Yumeng taught him more, and he immediately understood how to make them.
In front of the two of them, Fujiko Jin began to direct some tenant farmers to study. These tenant farmers were specially used to produce products. After all, the number of people in Zhuangzi has been increasing.
So these sharecroppers were very experienced in their crafts.
"How's it going? Is it no problem?" Yang Gan asked.
Teng Ziyun smiled and said, "Yang Qian, are you afraid you can't trust me?"
"It's nothing. It's just that the process is relatively complicated. How about using a faster method first and after surviving this winter, then use a cheap method to manufacture it on a large scale?"
"No problem, but Yang Qian, I took a look and found that it's actually not difficult to make. It's just a little more complicated. To say that the craftsmanship is complicated, it's still the transparent glass made by Zhang Xiaoniang."
"Okay~~~Then I'll leave it all to you. You can take care of things. Don't worry, remember to expand production."
"No problem, you can see the results in half a month."
Yang Qian and Zhang Yumeng immediately discussed quickly, and then handed over how to use bricks and cement to Fuji Ziyun.
I believe that given time, the adobe houses here will be replaced by brick houses. This is not as simple as changing a house. This is simply the progress of an era.
The two of them came to the door of the house talking and laughing, and saw that Fei Lian and Krisna actually started fighting. Zhang Yumeng immediately wanted to stop them, but was held back by Yang Qian.
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"What are you doing? They're all fighting!!"
"What are you fighting for? This is a competition." Yang Qian said without caring.
The two heavy steel halberds were as light as nothing in Fei Lian's hands. The chop, stab, hook, slice, probe, hook, knock, shovel, and other moves seemed to be completely natural in his hands.
Between each move, there was a constant sound of breaking wind, and the tiny snowflakes were crushed into powder under the majestic force.
Krisna is not weak either, but this time is obviously different. She gave up her shield, held two swords in her hand, and kept clashing with Fei Lian with various moves.
There is nothing flashy or superfluous in the movements, and they appear very refined.
At this time, Fei Lian's two halberds were level, and he directly locked Krisna's swords. He bumped his shoulders, trying to knock Krisna off her balance.
But he was disappointed. Krisna just swayed slightly and used the same trick, with a heavy shoulder and a sudden collision.
Fei Lian, such a big man, was staggered by the impact. When he turned around, the knife was already on his neck.
He felt slightly depressed and murmured, "I lost."
If it were in Krisna's own country, it would definitely be ridiculed. The winner could also despise the loser because the local atmosphere encouraged this.
It's a pity that this is the Central Plains. Even if the etiquette breaks down and the music breaks down, it is impossible to reach that point. After being influenced by the culture here, Krisna gradually adapted to it.
He cupped his hands and said, "Accept!"
"Hahahaha, not bad, not bad~~~!" Yang Gan tied his hands behind his back and walked over in a swaggering manner.
"Sir, I lost!"
"If you lose, you lose. It doesn't matter. Krisna's martial arts are top-notch in their country. What's the big deal if you lose to a country's top warrior? The important thing is to know where to lose. Only when you know your shame can you be brave. Improving constantly."
With Yang Qian's sincere comfort, Fei Lian's eyes gradually regained their luster.
Entering the house, Yang Gan took his weapon and said with a smile, "Do you have the guts to be defeated again?"
Others thought it was normal, but Fei Lian felt that the young master was too arrogant. Although he was very powerful and could kill people with one punch, his own strength was not weak either. Could it be that such a thin young master could be as powerful as Chris? Na can't.
Fei Lian nodded and picked up the two halberds again. Yang Qian smiled and said, "Take it lightly, how about we try as many moves as possible."
Yang Qian was afraid that his wounds would pop up again, and he would suffer from frequent hemorrhage and who knows when he would recover. He hadn't exercised for a long time, and he was afraid that he wouldn't have time to consolidate his sudden increase in strength.
Fei Lian was secretly happy. Sure enough, the last punch that killed Wei Yangjun was already the limit.
"Sir, I'm here."
Fei Lian knocked his two halberds together and stepped forward. Yang Qian smiled slightly, and stabbed Fei Lian with the powerful arm strength like a poisonous dragon drill.
Fei Lian smiled disdainfully. For such a long horse, as long as you dodge it properly, an inch longer may not mean an inch stronger.
Fei Lian stepped lightly and cut his halberds into the pole at an angle. Yang Qian suddenly twitched his arms and dodged everything.
The whole horse quickly slapped Fei Lian's face. Fei Lian's face changed and he quickly resisted.
But how could Yang Gan only attack once? The moment the two halberds collided with each other, Ma Yan was whipped back again. Suddenly, the tip of the spear was like a hammer drill, stretching and retracting to hit Fei Lian's vitals.
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Fei Lian's hair stood on end instantly, and he kept using his two halberds to hook the tips of the branches aside. Under such a suppressed situation, Fei Lian advanced instead of retreating, spinning back and forth, and suddenly rushed towards Yang Gan.
Yang Qian's originally calm and indifferent expression suddenly grinned, held a cup in both hands, and turned around suddenly.
The halberd at the back whipped towards Fei Lian like a whip. Fei Lian's soul was greatly erupted, and he used the best reaction speed in his life to block the halberd to the side.
At the moment when the two weapons intersected, Yang Qian suddenly pulled the pole back, because with the help of strength, Ma Chan moved upwards.
Suddenly the pole stretched twice as long, and smashed down with great speed and force in mid-air.
Fei Lian's whole body was used to defend himself from the side, and he had no time to change his moves. His eyes slightly glanced into the air, and a sense of despair arose spontaneously. He closed his eyes and waited quietly for death.
"Da~~~!"
The stick was gently placed on Fei Lian's shoulder.
A teasing voice came, "You lose."
Fei Lian opened his eyes and looked at Yang Qian. He was extremely shocked. He was not surprised by his power but by his martial arts. He was so extraordinary that he couldn't even fight back.
"Sir, I'm convinced."
"Where did you lose?"
"All of your moves are in preparation for the last move. The first move I made against you has already fallen into your plan."
Fei Lian lowered his head, feeling extremely depressed. He was invincible in his own county and had never lost in a fight. Even in the county town, he was tied with some fierce men.
Who would have thought that after losing two games in a short period of time, Fei Lian's girl's heart seemed to be squeezed by a tough man.
Yang Gan nodded, "You can see my layout, which proves that you are suitable for martial arts training. In fact, I think it is a good thing that you lost to me and Krisna?"
"Oh? Master, could you be making fun of me?"
"Why are you making fun of you? You have stayed in the one-third of an acre of land in your hometown for too long and have no opponents. This time you come to my tent. We can compete every day, see your own weaknesses and correct them."
"Your martial arts skills are not inferior to Krisna's. You lose in adaptability and strength. But if you compete with me, you lose in rhythm."
Fei Lian said confusedly, "Rhythm?"
"Yes, to put it simply, everyone has a different fighting style. A battle between two people is nothing more than the collision of their own habits with the habits of others. When you can bring your opponent into your own habits, you will win more than half."
Fei Lian suddenly said, "I understand, is it just to let the opponent fight according to his own ideas?"
Yang Gan said happily, "Not bad, Fei Lian, you have a high understanding of martial arts, and you have clear rewards and punishments under my account. I think you are a talented person. Although you have not made any achievements and have not worked hard, I can help you first." You lend a hand.”
"Krisna, from tomorrow onwards, give Fei Lian a portion when you exercise in the morning."
"Okay." Krisna also said with a smile on her face. Anyone with strong martial arts skills was a stepping stone or whetstone for her. They were given to her on their own initiative. How could she not be happy?
Feilian was immediately ecstatic. In the past few years, he had seen that Krisna and Belika would take a pill when they exercised every morning. After taking it, the two women's eyes turned red, and the heat from their bodies actually melted the surrounding snowflakes. Open up and turn into steam.
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