Baimao'er's father became active again, and once again got behind Li Zheng's tail and asked: "Brother, can we still sell this piece of wasteland?"

You just said that this wasteland is no longer yours after it has been replaced by fertile land. How can you sell it again?

A group of white eyes were thrown at him, and his "old brother" also threw up his sleeves and turned away.

Li Zheng only felt that the initiative had been taken by others, and he still had to pay for it. He felt very frustrated. The elders actually liked it. Wasteland can be sold for money, so even less!

The family that had hooked up with Huangdi happily went to sign the contract, and the second son of the Bai family also followed, personally promising that everyone would not suffer.

A Yuan looked at another large piece of flat wasteland and understood in his heart.

Sure enough, Manager Lu had his own good plan. Taking advantage of the excitement, he easily obtained a large piece of wasteland. I wonder if there are rocks underneath. Even if there is not, he can just take it easy and think about it later.

Find a way to sort it out!

Bai Mao'er's father stopped and led a group of young men with drooping heads to carry his son home. Amidst the noisy laughter of the villagers, he pulled him off halfway before Yu Zi was unwilling to make a fuss.

son!

"Young turtle's legs and feet are fine, why are you pretending to be like that? Come down and walk on your own!"

The more he cursed, the louder the villagers laughed.

"He is really a turtle son - his son wanted to take advantage, and his father also rushed forward -".

Baimao'er's father had a good relationship with Li Zheng and actually got a lot of fertile land for free. Now that this news has been revealed, which of the villagers is not angry?

Farmers depended on their fields for their livelihood. Dissatisfaction with Li Zheng finally began to brew.

The wall construction on the construction site can continue, and Boss Bai invited Manager Lu to go home and rest.

"I'm not tired, let me take a walk here!" Manager Lu shook his head and walked away. Two horses ran over happily and then followed Manager Lu around. They were more obedient and sensible than the dogs at home.

Woolen cloth!

Manager Lu still feels that the area of ​​this land is too small. If the business in the capital and provincial capitals and counties is fixed, I don’t know how big the demand will be. Such a small area will not be hollowed out in a month or two.

Bar?

The Lu Mansion has agreed to be responsible for developing the market and escorting the transportation of rocks. It accounts for 30% of the shares in total. Although the Lu Mansion looks down on these two dollars, Manager Lu has a feeling that this cooperation may bring huge benefits.

Moreover, the second eldest son of the Bai family and his sister-in-law, who are the head of the family, are both smart and wise people at first glance. As the saying goes, "Don't bully young people into poverty", this family has such a strong energy, which must not be underestimated!

Guanshi Lu's guess was good. At this moment, A Yuan, who was also thinking, was imagining whether a kiln could be built here in the future. What kind of changes would the birth of red bricks bring to the world? Let's

Common people can also live in beautiful houses that are sturdy and not afraid of rain or snow. She feels that this idea is really worth a try.

When Manager Lu walked up to A Yuan, she didn't notice at all that on the desolate land, A Yuan was sketching the shape of the red brick house in her mind, with four clear corners and criss-crossing blocks.

"Mrs. Bai wants to build a house with donated bricks?"

"This is a red brick!" A Yuan replied casually.

In fact, from the perspective of the field of chemistry in previous lives, red bricks actually require one fewer process than blue bricks.

Both green bricks and red bricks are fired from clay. Clay is the product of long-term weathering of certain aluminosilicate minerals and is named after its extremely strong viscosity. The clay is mixed with water to make bricks, which are then calcined in a brick kiln.

The temperature is about 1000 degrees Celsius before it can be fired into bricks.

The clay itself contains iron. During the firing process, when it is completely oxidized, ferric oxide is produced and becomes red, which is the most commonly used red brick in the previous life. However, if water is added to cool down during the firing process, the iron in the clay will not be completely oxidized and will become red.

When ferroferric oxide is generated, it will appear cyan, that is, blue brick.

I don’t know what the current brick-making method is like, but A-Yuan has a certain grasp of red bricks. After graduating from high school, he entered the society. Without a diploma, A-Yuan couldn’t compete with his father. He worked hard, including in

Working in the brick kiln.

Those days when I was sweating like rain, now I think about it so kindly.

Every suffering in the past constitutes the experience of seeking a better life today. Every big bead of sweat is a huge fortune.

"What is red brick? Have you seen it?" Manager Lu didn't bother to address him as "Mrs. Bai". In fact, when Ah Yuan heard him call him that, he would think of the white-bone spirit in "Journey to the West" who was beaten by Sun Wukong.

After death, wouldn't the words "Mrs. Bai" be engraved on the spine?

"I haven't seen it, but it shouldn't be difficult to burn it." A Yuan looked regretful and pointed to the larger piece of wasteland: "What if there are no rocks in the ground and no crops can grow there?

, I want to build a brick kiln, where we can take clay from the nearby river and bake red bricks that can be used by ordinary people, and they can also be separated from the bricks for the public, so that there will be no taboos among the officials."

Manager Lu was surprised for a long time and didn't answer any more. He slowly led the two horses away again. However, these two sleepy expressions were deeply engraved in his mind.

People's houses can only be made of adobe. When it rains continuously, they can only watch their houses being soaked by the rain and then collapse, without any help.

If it is really possible to bake a hard brick with a different color than the supplied bricks, it will make the house stronger and more beautiful——

A Yuan's delusion was transmitted to Manager Lu. This disease is extremely aggressive, especially against people with dreams——

The old man Du Fu was the originator of delusion. He sat in a dilapidated thatched hut and wrote, "There are tens of thousands of vast buildings, and the great shelter will make all the poor people in the world happy." His voice is somewhat similar to A Yuan's mood at this moment.

Bai Laoer came back with the boy very smoothly. He spent a total of twenty-eight taels of silver to buy all the wasteland in the Muzhen Formation. Now, regardless of the crops produced, Bai Chengguang is the leading "little boy" in the village.

Landlord".

Ayuan originally wanted to return the money to Manager Lu as soon as possible, but people suffering from delusions are stubborn: "Just treat it as an investment from the Lu government. In the future, we can dig out the rocks and sell them, or build a brick kiln."

, even counting the profits from the Lu family is enough!"

After such a delay, the gap in the wall was not blocked when the sun set. Boss Bai settled the wages and thought that his brothers would finish the remaining finishing work.

For the evening meal, A-Yuan personally cooked the dish, and at the request of the whole family, he once again made a delicious "braised pork". Sure enough, Manager Lu and the accompanying boy Lu An were all mouth-watering after eating it.

, not happy at all.

Manager Lu's admiration for Ah Yuan was like an endless stream of water in a surging river. This "braised pork" tightly grabbed his stomach and also grabbed his "heart"!

"Mrs. Bai, could you please consider selling this recipe to our Lu Mansion tavern? This recipe is really oily but not greasy, sweet and fragrant - I can't explain it to you, but you must consider it!"

The Lu family's business was in various industries and extended to all parts of the Song Dynasty. Otherwise, how could a small Mr. Qian's home be decorated like a grand garden?

"We are all members of our own family. What kind of business recipes are we talking about? Wait, let me tell you, the third child should write it down!" A Yuan didn't think about making money at all. He just helped you solve a big problem and even invested in the purchase.

In the wasteland, where can I exchange food for money?

Manager Lu smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed: "In this way, my mother-in-law can learn from the little one. The child at home loves to eat meat. This time, I have something to coax him."

Men who can laugh like this and talk about their children and wives are basically good men.

A Yuan never thought about making money by selling the recipe, so he described the method in three strokes, five by two, and after the ink dried, Bai Laosan solemnly handed it to Manager Lu.

Because of today's experience, Manager Lu and the servant Lu An have become the most popular people in the Bai family. They have seen too much of the harsh world, so it is especially valuable to have someone who is willing to help in times of need.

The dozen or so newly bought chickens were isolated in a corner of the yard by a few wooden slats. Dahei and Xiaomengmeng had been coveting them for a long time. From time to time, they took the opportunity to lie on the wooden slats and tease them. Those chickens that were not familiar with each other in the first place.

The hen, now even more helpless, finally had a leading rooster. Finally, after being deflated countless times, it spread its wings, stood on tiptoes, and stretched its head to start a fight.

Unfortunately, the little white dog was bitten on the back by the big rooster. Even though he was still separated by a "fur coat", the feeling was not pleasant, so he screamed "oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh..." one after another.

Little Awen couldn't hold back his temper any longer, so he ran out to watch the fun, and unfairly immediately stood on the side of the little white dog, helping to lift a bamboo pole to poke the big cock.

"Awen, if you scare the hens, they won't lay eggs for you!" A woman walked in from outside, smiling and not afraid of Dahei's barking. She was guarding her master. Without orders, the dog would not

Easy to swallow.

"Aunt Li is here? Where is Wang Zai'er? Why don't you come to me? I'll go find him -" Little Awen threw the bamboo pole and happily went up to meet Aunt Li, even looking behind him.

Aunt Li looked a little hesitant: "Ah Wen, dear, Wang Zai'er is practicing calligraphy at home. He said he wanted to practice by himself - when he's finished, I'll ask you to come and have a look -".

The little guy's footsteps suddenly stopped, his expression became a little sluggish, and he muttered: "I said the same thing yesterday - wouldn't it be better for two people to practice together?"

Aunt Li couldn't bear it anymore. She stepped forward and touched Awen's big head: "Wang Zai'er is not as smart as you. You have to help him in school. I don't know what's going on these days. I often say that I don't want to study anymore."

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