The earth stove here is obviously very backward.

In modern times, rural stoves use horseshoe-shaped return air stoves.

A horseshoe-shaped concave furnace bottom is installed in a traditional stove, and a return air tank that generates a heat vortex is installed outside. Whether it is wood or coal, it burns quickly, does not use a blower, and is energy-saving and efficient.

In the past life, any farmer could build a rural wedding and white event in his hand.

There are single furnaces, two furnaces and three furnaces connected in series, which can discharge two or three pots in one row, and a stove fire, and several pots are boiled at the same time.

Grandpa is very good at cooking stoves. She often works and is also very good at it.

Not only is he good at making stoves, but he has been obsessed with watching Douyin for a while, and has learned to build earthen ovens and bake things, he is also a top leader.

These things are done at once.

Xia Qianqian went to the backyard to dig out some soil, piled it into the yard, and used straw poles and mud to find a large abandoned water tank.

He punched the water tank under the big water tank, surrounded it, and built an oven in a corner of the wall.

The earth stove here uses mud bricks.

At the beginning, she also wanted to make a few large bricks. After thinking about it, she still felt that the fired bricks were more sturdy and durable.

She simply burned the kiln to make bricks by herself.

This is a bold idea and a huge project.

Let's give it a try first.

She made brick abrasive tools from wood, went to the west wing, took out the computer behind her back, and checked some information about burning bricks.

Everything is ready.

She began to mix with the mud and followed the steps step by step.

Ancient buildings were mainly made of wood and adobe bricks. Things like blue bricks were all made in official kilns and were expensive. They were generally poor families and could not afford them.

No, it's rare to see it.

The strange behavior of the Xia family's mother and daughter in the yard attracted the attention of others.

Some people gathered around, pointed and talked.

Village chief Xu Jiang paced over with his hands, looked at the mud all over the yard, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Li Yunniang stepped forward, "My village chief, yesterday there was a heavy rainstorm and the corner of my house collapsed. We plan to renovate it."

"Then this is..." Straw poles all over the ground, piles of mud, and some strange things.

"Qianqian wants to burn some blue bricks by herself?" Li Yunniang felt a little embarrassed.

After all, when her daughter said these words, she didn't believe it either.

"It's not a blue brick, it's a red brick." Xia Qianqian corrected: "I like red."

Xu Jiang looked at the Xia family's mother and daughter and felt that they must be mentally abnormal.

Because they also want to burn bricks, what do those people from the official kiln do?

Li, who was watching the fun, hurriedly stepped forward, "Mr. Village Chief, don't you think? Our Miss Xia Qianqian is not a fool now."

"She understands medical skills and has saved the wealthy young man in Jiangcheng. With that young man backing, she doesn't want anything."

She said, raising her voice, "It's just to burn some bricks, how difficult is it for her?"

"Yes, let's just watch it." Someone came to interrupt.

"A stupid girl is not stupid, she can do it very well. Don't misjudgment." A group of people teased sarcastically.

These people gathered here just to wait for her jokes.

After talking about it, I felt bored and dispersed.

Xia Qianqian didn't say anything.

Bend down and lower your head, make a simple oven first, and fire one or two red bricks, and try it.

After all, there is a lot of theoretical experience, which is not as good as practicing once or twice.

An hour later, she used mud to circle the water tank, made a homemade oven, put firewood into it, lit it, and bake the oven first.

"Qianqian, have a meal."

Li Yunniang brought the food to the yard, and the three of them surrounded the dining table, eating buns and drinking porridge.

Just after a simple breakfast, two carriages were stopped at the door and ten people came down.

Geng Zhong led them into the yard and ordered: "Listen to Miss Xia in everything."

"yes."

These people are all strong and not ordinary workers.

Xia Qianqian saw through and said it thoroughly, bowed to everyone, and had a respectful attitude: "Thank you, brothers, for your help, the process is complicated, and I have to trouble you all."

Geng Zhong was not sure, so he pointed to the abandoned corner of the house, "Aren't you going to repair where?"

"No!" Xia Qianqian shook her head, "We want to rebuild the entire yard."

"Reconstruction?" Geng Zhong frowned, "How do you want to build it?"

"According to my drawings." Xia Qianqian spread out a piece of paper, which was very stunning, and Geng Zhong couldn't understand.

"It's okay." Xia Qianqian comforted him, "Just let them follow my instructions, it's fine."

"Today we dig the foundation first. Have you brought shovels?" she asked.

Ten people: "..." When you come to work, do you still need to bring your own tools?

"Didn't bring the tools?" Xia Qianqian was a little disappointed, "Then tear down the house first."

As she said, she came to Geng Zhong and said with a favor: "Guard Geng, can you bring me some shovels, hoes and other tools when you come tomorrow?"

Geng Zhong: "..." Why is he coming tomorrow? Give him a reason first.

Hesitated for a moment, he considered the tone of His Highness, "Young Master has drawn someone to come here, just to repair the house for you, and did not say that you have demolished it and rebuilt it, this..."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Qianqian answered directly, "Don't worry, brothers settle the accounts clearly, and you will definitely not lose your son's money."

Geng Zhong: "..." Is my young master who is short of money?

Under Xia Qianqian's command, ten people jumped up and down, but in just one stick of incense, the entire east wing completely collapsed.

This speed is simple and crude, and stunning.

Li Yunniang burned hot water for everyone, washed her hands, drank water, and rested for a while. The group of people rode onto the carriage.

Before leaving, Xia Qianqian stuffed Geng Zhong a ball of paper and reminded him: "Help me find a blacksmith and make a few iron grates. I have written all the sizes."

This is the grate to use to remove firewood from the stove at the bottom of the stove.

Geng Zhong: "..." He won't be able to come tomorrow.

A group of people come and go faster.

On the street, a group of people leaned over their heads and started a new round of discussion.

Someone exclaimed: "The young man did what he said yesterday, and he really came to help."

"Help? Should I help build a house or help demolish the house."

"Have you heard that? Xia Qianqian wants to burn bricks and build a house by herself."

"She burns bricks, don't burn her in by herself."

"A foolish girl burns bricks. I'm afraid it's cold, so she hasn't burned a whole brick yet."

"What are you talking about the truth?"

“Wowhahaha…”

A group of people looked at it and laughed, using it as a playground, and traveled several times a day.

Xia Qianqian was too lazy to pay attention to them.

She and her mother cleaned up the yard and told Yuanbao to remember to add firewood to the stove. The mother and mother went out and headed to the bamboo forest by the river.

Building a house is not a matter of one or two days. A well-built kang must be burned thoroughly and dried to sleep, otherwise it will easily lead to the disease.

Today, they plan to cut some more bamboo and make two bamboo beds.

After April, the weather is getting hotter and hotter. Sleeping in a bamboo bed is cool and comfortable, much better than that simple bed.

Jumped off the path from the avenue, and the weeds beside them fell down in a large area under the storm.

Far away, the Fu'an River spread upwards, and the turbid river water rolled towards the distance.

When the two walked to the bamboo forest, they were stunned.

A heavy rain, the river water rose a lot.

The current water level line is no less than ten meters higher than before, and the entire bamboo forest is submerged in the flood, with only a few bamboo leaves exposed.

When Li Yunniang saw this, she was so anxious that she stamped her feet, "It's so swelling, what should I do?"

"Without bamboo, we can't make bamboo beds, and weaving bamboo baskets and dustpans to sell silver. How can we live in the future?"

Over the river water in the distance, birds flapped their wings and flew high, rushing around.

There were some dead fish that were rumbling to their stomachs in the shallows on the shore.

Xia Qianqian's eyes darkened and she murmured: "The situation is probably worse than this."
Chapter completed!