In terms of life experience, Li Qinzai is actually not as good as ordinary bankers.
In this era where people rely on nature for their livelihood, it is not easy for farmers to grow up safely and smoothly.
Not only do you have to work hard to farm, you also have to hunt, dig wild vegetables, collect and hoard all kinds of edible things, and be ready to deal with natural disasters at any time.
Snow disasters, floods, droughts, locust plagues, all kinds of disasters emerge in endlessly. Failure to cope with any disaster year will result in the destruction of families and families.
In this regard, Li Qinzai's experience is far inferior to that of villagers, and his sense of crisis during disaster years is also far inferior to theirs.
Li Qinzai thought that distributing food to farmers in disaster years was a relief. In fact, what farmers wanted was not food, but a way to survive other than farming in disaster years. Even if there was no harvest in the fields, they could still rely on their strength.
Earn food for your mother-in-law and children and feed the whole family.
This is not only self-esteem, but also a sense of worry about the future.
Every time there was a calamity, he would reach out to his master's family for help. Over time, he really became a slave.
By selling their labor to earn food, any generation can live an upright life and still be upright men when they go out.
Li Qinzai understood the villagers' thoughts and admired them deeply, so he never mentioned the word "relief" again.
After the Lord of Jinxiang County came to Zhuangzi, he seemed to have no intention of leaving.
Being with Cui Jieni every day, the two women seemed to have endless things to talk about, but Jinxiang's attitude towards Li Qinzai was still polite but cold, and it was obvious that he could not handle the matter of defrauding her father of all his money.
In fact, it is easy to ease the relationship with her, just pay back the money you cheated.
But Li Qinzai didn't consider it at all.
Why should I give back the money I defrauded based on my skills? If the relationship is cold, it will be cold. I neither intend to marry her nor sleep with her. Does it matter whether the relationship is good or bad?
In addition to giving lessons to the students every day, he also inspects the canal digging projects of farmers.
This is a project that will be beneficial to future generations, and Li Qinzai takes it seriously.
Digging a trench is not just about digging a trench. The process is not simple. After digging the trench, you have to tamp the soil continuously, tamp the soil in the trench, then apply wet mud, and then spread a layer of dry soil and continue tamping.
The construction site was in full swing. Three or five men, naked from the waist up, worked together to lift a thick log and smash it onto the ground. There were human-shaped pile drivers everywhere on the construction site, all with small electric motors.
Li Qinzai squatted by the ditch, frowning more and more as he watched the farmers smearing mud into the ditch.
"What's the principle? Apply wet mud and then spread dry soil. Doesn't this mean taking off your pants and farting?"
A farmer squatting next to him laughed and said: "Fifth Young Master is a wealthy man. You don't understand. Wet mud is applied and then dried in the sun. Then it is spread with dry soil and tamped down. Finally, a layer of wet mud is applied to dry it."
Only if it is dry can we ensure that the water in the ditch will not seep into the soil, otherwise all the water will enter the soil before it reaches the ground."
The farmer who spoke was named Wei, and he was the son of the old Wei who was still in Baekje to conquer the remnants.
Compared with Old Wei's lack of seriousness, Xiao Wei... doesn't look very serious at all.
While other villagers were working hard to drive piles, Xiao Wei was lazy and squatted aside chatting with him. This attitude would cost him at least two taels of grain.
"From the Weishui River to our land in Zhuangzi, we have to connect several main canals. With this rammed earth inch by inch, it will take until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?" Li Qinzai was very dissatisfied with the construction period.
Xiao Wei said in embarrassment: "But that's how we dig ditches. Otherwise, what can we do?"
Li Qinzai blurted out without thinking: "Use cement, you don't know how to do this?"
Xiao Wei was stunned: "What is cement?"
Li Qinzai was also stunned.
Cement had not yet appeared, and people in the Tang Dynasty did not know its function at all.
Then Li Qinzai perked up, yes, cement! This is a good thing. It can not only be used to dig canals, but can also be used to build roads, bridges, and military walls and fortresses...
If promoted and used, the value of cement is not inferior to that of gunpowder.
Used for people's livelihood, it is a must-have item for infrastructure enthusiasts. Any building using it will become indestructible.
Used in military affairs, gunpowder is used for attack and cement is used for defense. Both are necessary items for the Tang Dynasty to attack cities and seize territory in the future.
Li Qinzai squatted by the ditch and thought for a long time, then clapped his hands and stood up.
"The process of ramming earth will be stopped for now. Let's go do something else. I will also be given a hundred or so people who can be useful to me."
After saying this, Li Qinzai returned to the other courtyard.
Sitting alone in the study, Li Qinzai held a pen and tried hard to think about the method of firing cement.
It's not too difficult to say, but it's not simple either.
It is extracted from limestone at high temperature, but its formation requires not only limestone, but also gypsum powder, iron slag, clay and other substances during the firing process.
Li Qinzai didn't remember much, but it was just burning, burning, burning, burning, until this thing was burned out.
No matter how hard a licking dog licks, it can't bring out the love of the goddess, but if you keep burning lime, it can burn out cement. What a heart-wrenching nature.
As for how high the temperature is, I don’t care. Let’s burn it first.
He picked up a pen and roughly wrote down the steps on the paper, and drew a few more drawings of the kiln. Before the ink was dry, he folded the paper and put it in his arms. He went out and said loudly: "Ah Si, call on our family, Buqu, and why?
There are farmers who are ready to dig a kiln!"
Liu Asi, who came in a hurry, was stunned: "What kind of kiln?"
"The digging is all done," Li Qinzai took out the blueprint from his pocket and gave it to him, saying, "Dig like this, get more people, and call the farmers from the neighboring villages over, and I'll pay them."
Liu Asi said: "Fifth Young Master has come up with something new again? The little man with the drawings has kept it for you. I will send someone back to the Duke's Mansion as quickly as possible. I will not let outsiders steal the secret recipe."
"Why keep it? What's the secret recipe for digging a broken kiln? If you dig it out in the kiln, a discerning person can understand it at a glance. What's the use of the secret recipe? Hurry up and get it done."
The kiln digging project was not small, and Li Qinzai had to dig more than just one or two kilns.
Since he couldn't remember the specific method of firing cement in his previous life, Li Qinzai could only dig a few more kilns and try different methods.
Not only digging the kiln, but also collecting limestone and clay from the nearby mountains, sending people to request iron ore slag from the Chang'an Ministry of Industry, etc., all required a lot of manpower.
Liu Asi's execution ability was good. He knew that every time Li Qinzai gave him the drawings, he would definitely create something earth-shattering, from divine arm bows to gunpowder, three-eyed blunderbuss, etc., which would be of great help to both the Tang Dynasty and the British government.
Extremely important.
He hurried out with the drawings, and soon Liu Asi summoned the villagers. At the same time, he sent people to the Chang'an Ministry of Industry to request iron slag and labor from neighboring villages.
In less than a day, hundreds of young and strong laborers had gathered in Ganjingzhuang.
According to the drawings, under the personal command of Li Qinzai, a place halfway up the mountain far away from Zhuangzi was selected to start digging the kiln.
The canal digging project was temporarily stopped. Li Qinzai felt that if the cement was fired first and then the canal digging work was resumed, the effect would be much better than that of the villagers foolishly ramming soil.
All the farmers in the village were confused. They didn't know why Wu Shaolang suddenly ordered the kilns to be dug. But since the master had an idea, the farmers naturally wouldn't say anything. They were all working anyway, and there was nothing wrong with them.
For several days, Li Qinzai almost stayed at the construction site, watching the villagers digging kilns.
Two days later, best friends Cui Jie and Jin Xiang finally felt that something was missing in their lives, so they came to the construction site together.
Jin Xiang looked at the busy construction site and couldn't help being slightly surprised: "What is Uncle Li doing...?"
Cui Jie chuckled and said: "My husband is different from ordinary people. He always has some strange ideas in his mind. Sometimes he creates a new thing without knowing it, and it is very useful."
Jinxiang said thoughtfully: "I have heard some things about your husband. He was ridiculous when he was young, but now he has become a talented man in the Tang Dynasty and has created many great things. He... appears suddenly like this.
Thoughts?"
Cui Jie hummed, staring at Li Qinzai's busy figure obsessively, and said softly: "He... is indeed different."
Jin Xiang noticed her obsessed gaze and couldn't help but snorted and muttered in a low voice: "...it's different to cheat money."
Cui Jie came back to her senses and said again: "The new things my husband made are not only used for the country, but also for people's livelihood, but they are not known to anyone."
"What else did he make?"
Cui Jie blushed and whispered in her ear: "The thing about our daughter coming every month, my husband made one..."
Jin Xiang became more and more shocked as he listened to the whispers. The more he listened, the redder his face became. Before he finished speaking, he pinched Cui Jie hard and said with embarrassment and anger: "You are going to die! This is okay.
Did you say it out loud?"
Cui Jie kept giggling and said: "I'll give you a few tablets later. Try it when you get your period. This thing made by your husband is really useful. I used to be so embarrassed, but after trying it secretly, I can't do it anymore."
Can’t live without it…”
Jin Xiang was very angry: "You still said it, you still said it! You are indeed married, and your face is much thicker than before!"
But Cui Jie said reluctantly: "There's more, there's more..."
"what else?"
"My husband also made something like a cover, saying it can support our women..." Cui Jie continued to whisper in her ear.
Jin Xiang's eyes were wide open and he took a breath of cold air. His face was as red as a cooked crab.
"Bah! Shameless, you bastard!" Jin Xiang cursed bitterly.