This is equivalent to reducing construction materials by three-quarters in an instant. To build one hundred houses, only the materials used to build twenty-five houses in the past are needed.
Han Du picked up his pen, drew a rough sketch on the paper, and explained it to the two of them.
There are no houses, no patios, no screen walls, no trees. There are just honeycomb-shaped houses, layer upon layer of houses crowded together. Except for rooms, there are rooms, and each house
The layouts are exactly the same.
When Xiong Shi saw Han Du's plan, he frowned and asked uncertainly: "Is this okay?"
Han Du didn't know whether it would work or not. Anyway, this Tongzi Tower would be feasible in later generations, but it is unknown now. However, this is the most feasible method that Han Du could think of.
"Oh, it should work. Although this building looks simple, in fact, the living area of each household is not small. It is about nine square feet (ninety square feet). And there are three independent rooms.
There is also a kitchen and a living room. Anyway, in my opinion, there is no problem in living as a family of five." Han Du explained half-guessing, half-certain.
Such a house, with three bedrooms, one living room and one kitchen, seemed pretty good to Han Du. He had never had such a house in his previous life.
Of course, it is far inferior to the Han family's current three-in-one house. The area alone would be reduced to rubbish in seconds.
Xiong Shi was still a little hesitant.
But Mr. Huang suddenly interrupted and said categorically: "I have led all the craftsmen to thank you, sir. Please rest assured, I promise that I will like this kind of house, and I will be very grateful to you."
No one knows the situation of the craftsmen and what they are thinking better than Mr. Huang. He himself has been a craftsman all his life. He has personally experienced how hard a craftsman’s life is.
Before Mr. Han came, what kind of life did craftsmen like them live like? Not only could they not earn a penny by working for the imperial court, but they also had to bring their own food to work. A craftsman cannot make money.
Not to mention, my family has to support me in vain. After more than ten years, no family of any kind can bear such accumulated consumption.
What's more, the Ming Dynasty was founded at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty. The world's craftsmen had just experienced years of war. How many of them could withstand such endless efforts?
Therefore, not only Huang Lao and others, but also all the craftsmen in the Ming Dynasty lived a very unsatisfactory life.
Just like Mr. Huang, before Han Du came, his family was already in ruins. It was difficult for the family to maintain life. One of his sons had already reached the age of marriage, but there was no matchmaker to come to the house to propose a marriage. Or even to go there.
Please, all matchmakers are afraid to avoid his family.
Would such a family care about whether there are flowers, plants and trees in the house? As long as they can have a shelter from the wind and rain, they would be extremely satisfied. What's more, this is a house at the root of the capital city.
Being able to take root in the capital is something that has been done by our ancestors for eight generations, so what else is there to be dissatisfied about?
"There's no need to shed tears of gratitude," Han Du waved his hand, "As long as they don't complain, I don't care about the other officers."
Since Mr. Huang could guarantee that the craftsmen had no objections, Han Du ordered Mr. Huang to talk to the craftsmen. First, to see whether the craftsmen's attitude was opposition or support; second, even if it was to be built, it would be
It needs craftsmen to repair it.
Next, Han Du explained to Mr. Huang what a brick-concrete structure was, how to dig the foundation, how to pour it with braided steel bars, and how to build it with cement mortar.
It's not that Han Du has never thought about building the house into a frame structure. But firstly, the quality of cement and steel bars is definitely not as good as that of later generations, so there may be safety risks. Secondly, even if this place is outside the city,
It is impossible to allow too high a building. Building four or five floors is the limit.
Xiong Shi was not interested in these things, so he just ignored them. In the end, there was no need for him to build them with his own hands.
Mr. Huang listened very carefully, but he was confused and confused about what Han Du said.
"Sir, this..." Mr. Huang looked confused, feeling that Han Du's words were really difficult for him to understand.
Seeing Mr. Huang like this, Han Du pondered for a moment, feeling that he was just talking to Mr. Huang in vain. He had never seen the real thing, so I'm afraid the effect would be very limited.
Then he said: "Then you arrange for the craftsmen to start making cement and steel bars first, and you can also start preparing sand. As for how to build it, I will teach you step by step when the time comes."
That's all it can do, Mr. Huang nodded in agreement.
After leaving Han Du, Huang Lao went to summon the craftsmen of the Banknote Bureau as soon as he left.
"Huang Lao, what's the big deal? Call everyone here?" A craftsman asked in confusion.
Huang Lao had a chrysanthemum-like smile on his face, nodded and said: "Call everyone here, of course there will be something good, a huge good thing."
After saying that, he announced that Han Du was going to build a house for them.
"Is this true?" When an old craftsman heard this, his beard trembled with excitement.
Not only the old craftsmen, but all the craftsmen were excited after hearing this. Being able to settle down on the edge of the capital was something they did not dare to hope for in the past.
However, after a moment of excitement, someone asked: "But, what should we do with our household registration?"
Yes, there is also a household registration.
They were originally craftsmen from the counties surrounding Yingtian Mansion, and their household registrations were naturally in each county. Even if Mr. Han repaired the house for them, they would not be able to live here without their household registration in the capital.
As soon as these words came out, the excited discussion among the craftsmen quickly decreased, until finally you could hear the needle drop, and everyone looked at Mr. Huang intently.
Huang Lao snorted nonchalantly and explained: "Master Han has asked His Majesty to agree to the matter of building a house for everyone. His Majesty has agreed. Are you still worried about your household registration?"
Huh~
When the craftsmen heard this, they suddenly understood. With the emperor's consent, who would dare to make things difficult for them in household registration?
Seeing everyone talking, Huang Lao thought about Han Du's explanation and couldn't help but waved his hand to stop everyone's discussion, and ordered: "Everyone be quiet for a moment." Seeing that everyone was quiet, Huang Lao continued to ask: "Everyone
Do you know why Mr. Han wants to build a house for everyone?"
Someone laughed when he heard this and said matter-of-factly: "Why is this possible? Master Han is a good official and treats us well. Everyone knows it."