My family lives on a high loess slope. The strong wind blows on the slope. Whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind, it is my song, my song.
Today is already the third day that Xiao Han entered the fiefdom. On the south side of the river that divides this wasteland, Xiao Han drew a circle... and solemnly announced to the people below: From now on, this will be our home!
Although most people looked shocked at the time...
But just one day later, the wasteland in front of me had changed drastically.
The land that was originally covered with weeds was made extremely hard by the red-eyed auxiliary soldiers using shovels, just because Xiao Han said, this time we have a lot of space, we don't have to sleep on the same bunk, each person has a house and a courtyard.
That kind!
Xiao Han didn't expect that it was just a group house. These people were jealous at that time. From now on, we will also have a house of our own? A house that is completely our own?
From the moment they got the news, the people in the Hou Mansion were already in a state of rage. How could there be a hole in the ground where they were going to build a house? Fill it up immediately!
The ground is overgrown with weeds? Are there snakes? Pull out all the grass and catch the snakes. Make a soup and send it to the Marquis!
What, there is a puddle on the ground, dig it up!
What? Digging out the spring water? Filling it to death...
Hey, wait...this can't be filled to death...it needs to be protected. The natural spring water is right at the doorstep of the house. How convenient will it be to wash vegetables and cook rice in the future?
In this scene similar to large-scale collective production, in just two days, the appearance of this large land changed. Looking at these sincere and hard-working figures, Xiao Han thought, perhaps, what they need is not just a simple piece of land.
Land, but a sense of belonging called home.
Xiao Han also has a new home. Unfortunately, this new home is indeed a bit shabby...
Three days ago, Dou Jing, an official from the Ministry of Rites, respectfully allocated 30 acres of land to Xiao Han's Marquis Mansion, and then ran back to Chang'an. In his opinion, this Marquis was sick, and the illness was quite serious, and he should not be messed with.
, if he accidentally beats him to death, it will be a big deal...
Thirty acres of land are on the south side of the river, no more, no less. Once the thick boundary stakes are driven, this will become the residence of the Hou Mansion!
However, on this vast land of thirty acres, there are only two sets of small wooden houses standing alone.
And if you look closer, you can see that there are still a lot of green buds on the two sets of cabins similar to those of Bald Qiang's family...
If you sleep in it, you can smell the scent of green trees all the time. It is indeed a purely natural, formaldehyde-free place...
Okay, Damn, I can’t make it up anymore...
Now Xiao Han is short of money, very short of money! All plans can never change as fast as they did! When the bookkeeper and the housekeeper presented the account books to Xiao Han, Xiao Han finally realized Zhang Qiang's painstaking efforts...
The Ministry of Household Affairs once again let Xiao Han go, and the leaders of the dental industry who came after hearing the news seemed to be more knowledgeable about the news than Xiao Han. Several craftsmen originally came to repair the cabins and shacks where Xiao Han temporarily lived.
Well, in a blink of an eye, everyone was gone...
"Butler Lu, please tell the Marquis to be at ease. When the Ministry of Revenue or the Marquis prepares the materials, we will start work immediately. Now you see, our people have nothing to do here, so why not go and do some other work first?"
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The people at the dental shop were polite in their words, but Butler Lu was so angry that he almost broke his teeth. Didn't this man say something like: If you don't have money, I won't work? What he said was better than what he sang!
After sending the people from Yaxing away with a gloomy face, Butler Lu lifted up his sleeves and immediately trotted off to find the Marquis.
Bumping into the cabin, in front of Xiao Han, who was full of astonishment, Butler Lu made a heartbreaking statement. He now feels that his role is too difficult. The family now only has expenses and no income. If it continues like this, he will not even be able to maintain this situation.
Eating for multiple people is a problem...
"No money? Build a kiln! Master Hou, I want to make money!!!" Xiao Han fiercely closed the account book handed over by Butler Lu, and roared with red eyes!
So, on the stone mountain in the north of the fiefdom, it was surrounded by stone mountains on three sides, making it a quite secret place.
A group of people spent a day.
A small, but extremely exquisite fire kiln was built.
But despite the small size of this furnace, after being designed by a master supervisor, adding a little bit of physics knowledge in Xiao Han's head, and adding several newly improved bellows installed outside, the craftsmen involved in the construction can proudly claim that,
The temperature inside this furnace has definitely reached the peak of this era! Of course, the price is that Xiao Han’s private money is also used to purchase materials...
The small kiln was built, but the people involved in the construction really didn't know what the small kiln was used for. They could only wonder in their hearts, is the Marquis planning to make porcelain?
However, they soon learned that this small kiln was not the product of Xiao Han's whim at all, because Xiao Han valued it far more than others!
On the third day after the small kiln was built, heavily armed auxiliary soldiers lined up outside the stone mountain. Butler Lu and the fat chef each carried a stool to guard the only way to enter the kiln!
Lao Qiu strung his bow and arrow and stood alone on a high place. His eyes were like those of an eagle, scanning the surrounding area. Almost all the dogs in the fiefdom dispersed and gathered around the stone mountain. Even if there was any disturbance, they would rush over to explore it vigilantly.
On the other side of the stone mountain, Uncle Lunzi was wearing steel armor and irritably walking around the craftsman who was about to supervise him.
The new craftsmen in the family, including those who built the small kiln, and the blacksmith Lao Zhao and his gang, were called here early this morning. They were told that a new style of ironmaking was to be built at this location.
workshop.
Except for Lao Zhao and the others who knew everything, the new craftsmen were a little unhappy, thinking that this was Xiao Han's random excuse to get rid of them.
Besides, they were all released from prison. How could they not know what was going on in prison?
Since the adoption of new iron smelting technology, Datang's smelting technology has been improving at an almost rapid speed!
In the past, it was difficult to supply an army. Now the general is working with a mysterious smelting factory to supply all the weapons and armor to the Tang Dynasty. There are still some leftovers. I heard that some people have started to think of selling them to others.
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In this situation where supply exceeds demand, if we build a smelting workshop, wouldn't it mean that we can only make a few kitchen knives and hoes? How much can we sell for it? Isn't it still a loss of life?
Early in the morning, a group of people came here absent-mindedly, planning to deal with it casually, whether it was good for you or me, and then it was over...
However, when the extremely ugly drawing of the painting was taken out from Uncle Lunzi, not only Lao Zhao and the others, but also the craftsmen related to it all immediately became red-eyed. They all gathered around the drawing and stared at it.
My eyes looked into the dead, as if it were a plum blossom...
