Since the old man wants to build a house, he must be careful about the wood he chooses. Looking at the cliffs, there are rare insects. It is better to choose wood to prevent insect infestation. Besides, the old man is practicing here, so he must be very old. Think about the practitioners.
At this age, there are as many octogenarians as dogs, and the old ones are all gone. The selection of materials needs to be strong and durable, and cannot be dealt with sparingly. It is better to be careful.
Fang Yi was thinking, looking at the trees on both sides of the stairs, thinking about how to build a house. He had no idea how to build a house, so he first used local materials.
"Fat Lang Shen, what kind of wood do you think is best for this wood?" Fang Yi asked.
"The wood in this forest is very strong. I think there is nothing wrong with using it to build a house. What needs to be paid attention to is whether the wood is well-proportioned and whether it can be stable when stacked!" Fat Lang Shen helped Fang Yi analyze.
"What you said makes sense. I can't tell you know a lot!" Fang Yi admired slightly.
"Although I may seem small, I have also lived for a long time. I have learned a lot of things without advice. With a little experience, what can I not do?" Fat Man Shen boasted.
"Okay! Okay! I know you know a lot!" The steering wheel interrupted Fat Lang Shen's words. It's better to prepare the wood first. It's solid. With Gang Qi added to it, everything can be done with twice the result with half the effort. This thing is like cheating.
Generally, this is Fang Yilai's only protagonist aura.
Cutting down trees and then walking up the cliff is a familiar path for Fang Yi. When he was in Muliang City, he started practicing by cutting down trees, and the experience he accumulated is immeasurable.
Although the "process" is familiar, the environment is unfamiliar. When we were in Muliang City, most of them were straight roads, but here we need to climb mountains, and our physical strength is very limited.
"Huh~ Carrying things up the mountain is not something that ordinary people can do! What's more, it's still a large piece of wood!" Fang Yi said this. Fortunately, Fang Yi had the strength of Yin Qi Realm at this time and used Gang.
Qi can increase your physical fitness a little bit and prevent premature collapse.
"It's not bad! After all, you are still in the mortal realm, have not entered the true stream, and do not have the ability to move mountains and seas. It is already very good to be able to do this!" Fat Lang Shen encouraged Fang Yi.
While cutting down trees, Fang Yi used the Meteoric Ax skillfully. After all, Fang Yi had perfected his tree-cutting skills in Muliang City. In addition, he had neglected to sharpen the Meteoric Ax in the past few days, so the weight was not very heavy.
It was just right in hand, and I quickly collected a lot of wood.
Looking at the wood piled up after hard work, Fang Yi felt a sense of accomplishment. He had almost accumulated enough wood to build a house, and the only thing left was how to put together a small thatched house!
"This house is tied with ropes?" Fang Yi asked himself.
"Tie it with a rope? There are indeed a lot of vines in the woods, but their strength is still not as good as this wood. If you want it to be strong and durable, you still need to think of other ways!" Fat Lang Shen touched the wood and said.
Fang Yi thought that in his previous life, nails were used to build wooden houses, and they could be linked together by knocking them out. In this situation, nails are nowhere to be found. Besides, it’s hard to say what material the nails are made of. Simply using iron, the environment here is humid.
It may have oxidized over time. Looking at the thatched cottage next to it, I don't know how it was fixed.
"It's really hard to do. Since there is a template of thatched house here, how can it be so difficult." Fang Yi scratched his head and felt distressed.
"Why don't you ask an expert?" the fat man suddenly noticed.
"Okay! I'll try it!" Fang Yi agreed.
Fang Yi walked to the thatched house and heard some movement inside. He thought that the old man had nowhere to go and didn't know what he was doing inside the house.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Fang Yi knocked on the door.
"Is the house ready?" the old man's voice came from inside the house.
"No!" Fang Yi returned outside the door.
"Why didn't you knock on the door?" the old man said, but the door didn't open either.
"It's like this. The wood has been collected, but I don't know how to build it! How do I build a house? I'm afraid it will collapse soon after I build it." Fang Yi asked the old man in the house.
"You want to ask me about such a simple matter? Go figure it out yourself!" The old man in the room drove Fang Yi away, his voice sounding quite unhappy.
"I'm disturbing the old man!" Fang Yi said and left angrily.
Fang Yi returned to the wood with a depressed face. Fat Lang Shen was jumping up and down on the wood, seemingly treating this place as a playground.
"How's it going?" The fat man asked when he saw Fang Yi coming back. In fact, looking at Fang Yi's face, he knew that he didn't get a good result.
"No! The old man ignored me!" Fang Yi complained and continued to look at the wood, chopping lightly with the ax in his hand.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Fang Yi knocked on the wood, and the clear sound echoed throughout the cliff.
"Huh?" Fang Yi looked at the groove and let out a surprised sound.
"What's wrong?" Hearing Fang Yi's voice, Fat Lang Shen jumped down from the wood and landed next to Fang Yi.
"I thought of a way!" Fang Yi said suddenly with an idea.
"What can be done?" Fat Lang Shen asked in confusion.
"Wait a minute! Take a look!" Fang Yi said.
I saw Fang Yi holding the meteor ax in his hand. He raised the ax with his hand and cut a groove in the wood with three strokes, five divisions and two strokes. This groove was square in shape, concave inward, and its depth accounted for one-third of the cut surface of the wood. It was roughly At first glance, it was square and square at one end of the log.
"How is it?" Fang Yi asked Fat Langshen.
"Hmm~ It looks like the workmanship is good. Look at the smooth, flat and exquisite workmanship!" Fatty God praised.
A few numbers lines were pulled out from Fang Yi's head. The fat man didn't see what he was going to do. That's right. There was no previous experience here, so ordinary people couldn't understand Fang Yi's purpose.
"Um~ I was wrong, I shouldn't have asked now! Just wait!" Fang Yi said to Fat Lang Shen.
Fang Yi picked up the ax again and found another piece of wood. Now Fang Yi's strength was astonishing. Since he understood the Taoist Sutra, Fang Yi's physical fitness has skyrocketed. This change was unimaginable in his previous life.
Fang Yi cut the same groove on another log. It was the same as before. It was square and square, occupying one-third of the cut surface. It looked the same as before.
"You're taking a look this time!" Fang Yi lifted the log, put the groove of the log vertically opposite to the groove of the other log, and put it down.
"How's it going?" Fang Yi shouted at the end of the log.
"Huh?" Fat Lang Shen looked at the large gap and made a confused voice.
"What's wrong?" Fang Yi asked as he walked over from the end and didn't hear Fat Lang Shen's reply just now.
"Is this your idea?" Fat Langshen asked, pointing to the gap left by the superposition of grooves in the log. He lowered his head to see that it could be used as a telescope.
"Oh!" Fang Yi's expression turned out to be like this after seeing him.
"Boom!" That was the ax head, and it hit a section of the log groove hard. The two grooves finally just fit together, and no big gap could be seen.
Fang Yi lifted the log and shook it from side to side to see if it was firm. During the shaking, the log did not loosen and was very stable. It seemed that this method should be feasible.
"Awesome! This way of splicing, using the original wood, will definitely last longer than wrapping it with vines! What is the principle of this?" Seeing this, the fat man asked a question, and the mystery behind it was actually clear at a glance.
"Hey! This is called mortise and tenon structure!" Fang Yi said confidently.
"Mortise and tenon structure?" Fat Langshen seemed to have heard this term for the first time.
"You don't know this! It's a good thing you still have experience at an old age! You are also a little brat!" Fang Yi seemed to have found confidence here, which hurt the fat man's appearance.
"Tch~ I can see the mystery at a glance!" Fat Man returned unconvinced.
"Stiff talk! I saw this in a book. It should be used in many buildings now. Maybe it's not called this name! This kind of two-by-two, combined together, is strong and does not need to be tied. It eliminates the need for
The waste caused by winding, and the trouble caused by different materials with different service lives." Fang Yi said this. In fact, this mortise and tenon structure was seen in books in the past world. Unexpectedly, now is the time to put it into practice.
Just in time to build a house.
"Yeah!" Fat Lang Shen nodded in agreement after listening to what Fang Yi said, as if he had never heard anything before.
"Learned it?" Fang Yi said with a hint of ridicule.
"I learned it! Bah! I knew it all!" Fat Lang Shen said smoothly, then immediately changed his words and said it without admitting it. However, it can be seen from his expression that Fat Lang Shen still loves to learn.
"Okay! Okay! I know you know everything!" Fang Yi waved his hands and said in agreement, but with a smile on his face, it was clear what he wanted to express.
"Now we have a way to start building a house!" Fat Lang Shenquan said as if he didn't see it.
Fang Yi looked at Fat Lang Shen's excited look and admired his intelligence a little. He thought that there was still room for him to show his talents here, but if he was still doing nothing and being depressed every day.
"Now that we have the method, let's start laying the foundation!" Fang Yi said.
"What? Foundation?" Fat Langshen stopped jumping and asked.
"That's right! The foundation! If you build a house without a foundation, won't it fall down in strong winds?" Fang Yi saw the fat man's doubts and answered.
"There's no strong wind here! There's a gentle cool breeze every day!" said the fat man, rolling his eyes.
"Nip in the bud, just in case, the house must be strong and solid, so that you can feel safe. If it is light and flimsy, it is better to use the sky as a quilt and the ground as a mat!" Fang Yi said seriously.
"Yeah! You're right!" Fatty God agreed after hearing this.
It's rare for such a friend to listen to his opinion. If he had said anything before, no one would have listened and he would have just laughed it off. But now Fang Yi feels slowly happy.
Fang Yi came to the open space not far from the thatched house, squatted down and touched the soil, "Yeah! It's quite soft!" This is a cliff. The soil should not be very deep. The soil is soft and needs to be suppressed. There should be Yue Jian under the soil.
It would be better to dig out the rocks in the mountain.
Fang Yi used the aura attached to the ax head and smashed it into the soil. There is no shovel here, so now he can only use simple and crude methods to dig out the soil!