Fu Tinghan calculated for them the time and manpower required from cutting down the wood to building the house. After Chang Ning took a look at it, he ordered people to stop what they were doing and go into the forest to cut down the trees, waiting for each team to be ready.
After obtaining the wood needed to build houses, they were allowed to open up wasteland and cultivate land.
So the refugees still have to sleep in the wilderness at night.
Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan went to the countryside for inspection. Seeing that the sun was about to set, they knew that they would not be able to return to the county town tonight, so they simply found the nearest resettlement point and stopped.
When the team leader in charge of this team saw Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan, he immediately ran to greet them, "Girl, you are a handsome man."
Zhao Hanzhang nodded, smelled the aroma of rice, and asked, "What are you going to eat tonight?"
The team leader grinned and said: "Momo!"
The multi-grain steamed buns were gray but still soft. Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan went to queue and received two each, and also had a bowl of vegetable soup.
Zhao Hanzhang found a piece of grass to sit down, and gave Fu Tinghan a good seat. Then he asked the young man next to him who was immersed in eating, "Is this enough to eat?"
The young man raised his head and glanced at Zhao Hanzhang. He didn't recognize him, but he recognized Fu Tinghan who was walking over. He immediately stood up and called out somewhat cautiously, "Master Fu Dalang!"
Fu Tinghan nodded, said hello, and introduced Zhao Hanzhang, "This is the girl, our county prince."
The young man's eyes widened and he wanted to put down the bowl and steamed buns to salute Zhao Hanzhang, but he was reluctant to put them on the ground.
Zhao Hanzhang waved his hand nonchalantly and said: "No need to salute, come sit down and talk together."
The young man did not dare to sit down anymore, so he squatted aside solemnly.
Zhao Hanzhang asked: "Is this food enough?"
Two steamed buns and a bowl of vegetable soup were certainly not enough for a young man to eat, but the young man thought this treatment was very good, so he nodded and said: "Enough."
Zhao Hanzhang finished eating two steamed buns and drank half a bowl of soup before he felt hungry and not even half full. It was strange for her to believe him.
Fu Tinghan glanced at her and handed one to her.
Zhao Hanzhang pushed back, "You can eat, you are full."
Fu Tinghan looked at her with a smile and put the steamed bun into her hand, "Eat it quickly. If you encounter a wild beast at night, I'm still waiting for your protection."
Zhao Hanzhang broke it open and took only half of it, and put the other half back into his hand. While she opened it and ate it in small bites, she said, "It would be great if a wild beast comes. It can be a good snack."
There are more than 200 people here, and they are not afraid of wild animals.
However, when mentioning wild beasts, Zhao Hanzhang turned to the young man and asked, "Will you encounter wild beasts when you sleep in the wild?"
"No," the young man said, "You can hear wolves howling at night, but we light fires at night and there are many people, so they don't dare to come close."
He was a little uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to turn around and leave. He glanced back at his comrades and whispered back: "Occasionally I catch a rabbit, pheasant or something in the mountains."
Zhao Hanzhang, "That must be a very happy thing."
Seeing that Zhao Hanzhang didn't object to their hunting, the young man breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed a little, "It's not like you can always hunt, just occasionally."
After dinner, before it got dark, everyone went out to cut thatch, cut and collect firewood, etc.
Zhao Hanzhang saw a lot of firewood piled around, some dry and some drying, so he pointed and asked: "Are these firewood prepared for the winter?"
"Yes," the team leader said: "Chief Chang said that the newly built thatched hut will not be very warm. He asked us to prepare more firewood and burn charcoal ourselves to store for the winter. But we don't know how to burn charcoal, so we just stock up.
Firewood.”
"Burning charcoal..." Fu Tinghan wrinkled his nose and said, "I know how to burn it, but it pollutes the air a lot."
The team leader became excited after hearing this and looked at Fu Tinghan with bright eyes.
Zhao Hanzhang said: "Let them not die of cold first, but the entrance of the kiln for burning charcoal must be far away from where they live. This season is mostly dominated by north and west winds. Let them build the entrance of the kiln in the southeast direction to avoid
tuyere."
The smell of burning charcoal is not pleasant, and you will get sick if you smell it too much.
Fu Tinghan nodded, "Then I'll go back and draw the mouth of the kiln for burning charcoal, but I only know the principle. They have to try the actual operation bit by bit."
The team leader happily agreed. He knew Mr. Fu Dalang. He was very knowledgeable and had read many books. There were rumors in the army that there was probably nothing in the world that he didn't know.
It's just that everything he learned came from books and he never did it himself.
So everything that comes out needs to be figured out by people themselves.
But this is amazing. Think about it. Just by reading, you know how to make glass, how to make masonry, and I even heard that you can even make paper...
So now their biggest wish is to work hard and make money, and to let their children go to school in the future.
You don't need to be as powerful as Mr. Fu Dalang, but a third level of ability is enough.
Although their current child is not around yet, they are prepared for any eventuality.
Seeing that they were busy, Zhao Hanzhang dragged Fu Tinghan into the woods to see if he could catch rabbits or other things for a midnight snack.
The result may be that there are too many people living outside the forest, and they have been caught a lot recently, so they walked around and saw nothing.
Zhao Hanzhang felt regretful and was about to go down the mountain when he saw a gap on the edge. From there, he could overlook the bottom and could clearly see this large field.
Zhao Hanzhang stepped forward and lowered his head to look down.
Fu Tinghan stepped forward and said, "This location is very good. If it were wartime, a lookout could be built here."
Zhao Hanzhang nodded, pointed down and said: "This resettlement site is well chosen. You see, the distance from here to that village is not very far. When the resettlement village is built, the two villages can often travel back and forth."
When the sky got dark, fires started to be lit below. Twenty people crowded around one large fire, and eleven fires were lit. The middle one was reserved for Zhao Hanzhang and the others.
The soldiers padded themselves with leaves, spread a layer of thatch, and covered themselves with two layers of thatch, so that they could spend the night safely.
In order to build a thatched house, they started harvesting thatch as soon as they finished their dinner. They had finished cutting the grass nearby and had already started to go up the mountain and to the other side of the mountain.
The dragged thatch was dried in the sun and then woven and thrown aside while everyone was resting. It could be used easily when building a house in the future.
Zhao Hanzhang was very interested in their way of camping, so he also spread thatch and lay down together.
It felt good to lie down at first, but after a while I felt the cold air rising from the ground.
Fu Tinghan also felt it. Although there was a layer of leaves and a layer of thatch underneath, it still couldn't block the cold air.
He immediately stood up, pulled Zhao Hanzhang up, took his cloak and spread it on the thatch, and then let her lie down.
Zhao Hanzhang felt that Professor Fu was physically weaker than her, so she wanted to give up her general position to him.
Fu Tinghan glanced at the team leader and others who were peeking over, and refused, "I'm not cold, you can go to sleep."
Where could Zhao Hanzhang sleep? He told Fu Tinghan: "Chang Ning asked me to fill the bedding with catkins and reed catkins. Not to mention the cotton catkins are expensive and not that much, but Mr. Ji just sent me a letter saying that he observes the sky at night. This year
The winter may be very cold, and there may be snow disasters and freezing disasters like last year’s Yingchuan.”
? ? ? I’m too sleepy tonight, so I can only update here. I’ll make up for it tomorrow.