In the face of almost sky-high money, all difficulties are no longer difficulties. Even if it is already dark, if the charcoal prepared today is not enough, Xiao Han feels that they can still stay up all night.
This is not making glass, this is robbing money! No, robbing money is not that fast!
In order to "grab money"... No, it should be said that it is to provide some good things to the rich so that they can better enjoy "life"
Xiao Da and the others put all their energy into this glass kiln, abandoned Xiao Han's process and made bold improvements!
Of course, the effect was also remarkable. In just one day, more than ten finished products were placed in the cave next to the kiln. This speed simply crushed Xiao Han's initial process into crumbs!
Holding a torch, you go in and put the last piece of glassware into the cave. The light from the torch reflects on a row of glassware, and the reflected light illuminates the entire cave as if you are in a dream!
After locking the heavy wooden door, Xiao Han casually threw the key to Xiao Da, which was so crude that he suspected that a piece of iron wire would be more useful than it. This also meant that everything here was handed over to him.
Professional matters must be left to professional people, Xiao Han firmly believed that... Although Zhang Qiang and the others had long thought that this girl wanted to be lazy again.
Xiao Han, who hadn't been seen for a day, came out of seclusion. Just by looking at the smiles on a few people's faces, Butler Lu, who had been waiting for a long time, knew that the Marquis' plan was done!
"Master Hou..."
"Master Hou, you're out"
Butler Lu supported his aching waist, and just stood up and called out. The fat chef next to him jumped up to him as if there was a spring under his butt, and screamed like an old bustard in Chunfeng Tower.
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Xiao Han and Zhang Qiang came out of the den talking and laughing. Before they could see clearly in front of them, they saw a figure rushing towards them. The two of them quickly stepped aside to avoid the enthusiastic fat chef.
"As we go, as we go, will I die in there if I don't come out?"
"Ah, that's fine. We, as a family, are counting on you, Mr. Marquis! If you don't come out in the mountains, we will all have to stay on the mountain. But this mountain doesn't know if it can be fake..."
The fat chef's expression was exaggerated, which made several people who were in a good mood couldn't help laughing loudly. Xiao Han laughed and covered his stomach and said: "Don't talk nonsense, all the monkeys on the mountain are monkeys, not the Marquis. They are starving to death. Rice
Here, bring it to me quickly!"
"Okay, please wait a moment, I'll go and make a fresh portion for Mr. Hou right away!" The fat chef knew that Mr. Hou couldn't stand being hungry, but he couldn't let him eat the leftovers, so he hurriedly responded loudly.
After saying a few words, he turned around and ran out.
"Wait, come back!"
Xiao Han couldn't feel hungry at all while working, but as soon as he came out, his stomach immediately started to rebel, and he quickly stopped him: "Forget it, you didn't eat all our lunch, right? No need to heat it, bring it over,
Just eat something! I’m almost starving, so hurry up!”
"Master Marquis, what are you saying? No one of us dares to touch your food... Hey... don't hit me. Go and wash your hands first. The food will be here soon."
The fat chef stared and said something in shock. When he saw Xiao Han impatiently trying to kick someone, his fat body was as big as a ball, he ran to the food box!
I have not been with the Marquis for more than a day or two, and I have long known Xiao Han's temper. It is not unusual to have a cold meal or something, as long as it is not leftover food, Xiao Han will not care about the ostentation."
Looking for a clean open space to simply eat some cold rice, as soon as Shiyi put down his rice bowl, he was dragged away by Xiao Da, and Xiaodong, a fool, followed him, not knowing what he was going to do.
Looking at Zhang Qiang again, he had already discussed with Butler Lu to rearrange the guards here. In their opinion, such an important place should not be allowed to be known to any outsider!
This is completely different from the alcohol workshop. The alcohol workshop can be let out, but this is absolutely not allowed. At least until you make enough money, it must not be known to outsiders!
Seeing the two of them gesticulating, Xiao Han had no choice but to get on the carriage alone and prepare to return to the camp. Although sleeping in the wild was very poetic, the mosquitoes in autumn were also a bit crazy...
When the Marquis came back, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly cleared. The auxiliary soldiers who had not shown a smile all day began to grin again. The blacksmith and the general supervisor also began to walk back and loudly discuss the problem of the blast furnace.
Occasionally, people come to ask Xiao Han a few questions. The questions are not difficult, and they are within the range of Xiao Han's answers. Under the eyes of a bunch of reverent people, Xiao Han is like Zhuge Liang in the Three Kingdoms. In a blink of an eye, the problem is easily solved, attracting
A lot of flattery...
Xiao Han has now solved the money problem. He has food at home and is not panicking. He follows the carriage back to the wooden house and takes advantage of the fact that the night has not yet completely fallen.
Wandering around the territory of No. 10.
Half of the people are gone, and they are all guarding the small kiln in Beitou. It seems that the planning needs to be changed. It can't just be used as an industrial park, but some houses need to be built for them to live nearby. In this era when transportation is basically on the go, almost
The road is already too far, so far that Xiao Han doesn’t even want to go...
Thinking of the house, Xiao Han felt a little sorry for the people following him. He thought everything would be planned out soon, but who knew that something like this happened and disrupted everything, but he had to bear with it.
, it will be fine soon, the Ministry of Accounts will not give you any money, I will make it myself!
Looking up at the leveled ground, Xiao Han secretly made up his mind.
Isn't it just building a house? I couldn't make do with it, so I built it with bricks and cement. The provincial household department pulled a pile of wood and built a wooden house with strange tides. It also attracted insects, especially termites.
I don’t even know when it will collapse. If I were buried directly under the house, wouldn’t it be an unjust death?
Cement is made by mixing limestone, iron powder and clay. What is the ratio? Why can't you remember it at all? Do you need to experiment bit by bit?
Thinking about things in his mind, he lost direction under his feet. By the time Xiao Han realized that he had gone far, he had already arrived in front of a cowhide tent, and was about to collapse under someone else's tent...
"Fortunately no one saw..."
Xiao Han quickly retreated, looked around guiltily, and was about to run back when a head squeezed out of the tent.
"Old Cao? Why are you here?"
Chief Cao, who almost had his tent kicked over, almost fell to the ground. He raised his head, looked at Xiao Han with strange eyes and said, "Master Hou, this is my tent. If I'm not here, where can I be?"
Xiao Han touched his head and smiled sheepishly: "Why did you put the tent here? It's all alone, why don't you join everyone so that you can have someone to take care of you!"
