Hearing that he didn't go back to the Song Mansion and reported the message in advance, a joking smile flashed across Qin Feng's face. Song Qingming rarely responded quickly: "Don't get me wrong, I have no social engagements, I'll go back to my house on time. In addition to her, my family also has parents and sisters."

This is to remind Qin Feng that he is not just to remind Rouji, but to be responsible to all the Song family members.

Qin Feng nodded and said, ordering the kitchen to prepare dinner. He took Song Qingming to Jingyi Hall and placed the drawn drawings in front of him: "Mr. Song, please see."

The drawing was originally rolled into a shaft, and was brushed away by Qin Feng's hand. The pattern was displayed in front of Song Qingming little by little. Song Qingming's eyes became more and more subtle as the scroll was unfolding, and then a little surprise splashed out: "Is this what you drew?"

"That's right." Qin Feng said: "I want to create a smaller and improved version of Sui City, which is not as good as the current Sui City, but has mountains, rivers, seas, farmland, workshops, merchants, etc. It is interesting for a moment and has drawn a picture."

Qin Feng's words were half true and half false. Song Qingming finally looked at him suspiciously and wondered: "Why do you need to design this place? There is no such a big place near Sui City, and there is no sea, which does not fit what you said."

"So it's just the peach blossom land in my dream." Qin Feng thought of the Peach Blossom Land. What he wanted to build was more than just a place where he lived and worked in peace. There were wolves on the left, tigers on the right, and jackals in the distance. Perhaps it was more suitable to call it a fortress.

The dream paradise was like this? Seeing that there were even a clinic, academies, etc. on it, Song Qingming felt a little moved. This really created another Sui City, but it was more like another paradise hidden in the deep mountains and forests than Sui City.

After all, he was born in the Ministry of Works, so Song Qingming would never have thought that Qin Feng had a different country and was immediately attracted by the notes next to him.

When Qin Feng drew this map, he drew on the geological map of the Fusheng Pavilion Master, but he was inclined to plan geological maps, and he could clearly see the distribution of various terrains and buildings, integrating the terrain and landforms into it.

In this way, even Song Qingming, who has never been exposed to geological maps, can see clearly the connection between the landform and architecture.

The technical otakus of the Ministry of Works is indeed well-known. Song Qingming sat next to him with a picture and began to study it, but even Qin Feng ignored it.

Qin Feng was happy and did not disturb the ancient master in front of him. Anyway, the kitchen was preparing dinner, so he made a pot of good tea for Song Qingming, and Zhao Lun took it out to anger him in the rain.

While cooking tea, thinking of her first kiss with Xiao Lingyao, Qin Feng's lips raised. It's been a day since she was still softening in his arms. The feeling of her slowly becoming softer in his arms has been renewed for a long time, not to mention the sweet taste. Calculate the time, she is almost eighteen.

Qin Feng gritted his teeth and helped him. Although he knew that girls from Dongyue could get married and complete their marriage as long as they were in the hairpin, he seemed unscientific to him as a doctor. Premature childbirth would cause too much harm to the woman.

Eighteen was a tide here in Qin Feng. When he got distracted, the tea almost gushed out. This small stove for making tea was made by him. It was light and easy to use. The charcoal inside was burned. He could also wait for Song Qingming to cook tea without changing the position.

Song Qingming looked at the map, nodded and shook his head. Qin Feng could see clearly that he had specialized in his profession. Song Qingming saw that this was a problem. This was exactly what he wanted. If he had a problem first, it would be strange!

"Please have tea with Lord Song." Qin Feng brought the poured tea water over and reminded him carefully: "Be careful of hot."

Song Qingming just nodded and said subconsciously: "The overall plan is pretty good. It already has the feeling of a countryside and a capital, separating the planting area from the settlement."

Qin Feng translated it and said that his drawings had already planned the countryside and cities.

Even in a small country, there will be a distinction between cities and rural areas, one is heavy industry and commerce, and the other is agriculture. The two do not conflict.

"Just..." Song Qingming had his fingers near the cliff: "There are many mountains and forests here. Although they look flat and suitable for buildings, they have to prevent mudslides. Do you know that such mountain valleys are most likely to cause torrents?"

The mudslide flowed? Qin Feng moved a few steps forward and sat down at the closest place to Song Qingming. Song Qingming said: "I don't know how much rainfall is here. If there are mountain torrents, the mudslides can crash and accumulate in a very short time, as far as the terrain is concerned."

"What is accompanied by it must be a collapse of the mountain. If the house is built near it, the higher the terrain, the more dangerous it is. If it is closer, it is also dangerous. Therefore, the solution is that there must be no houses, farmlands, or directly renovating the mountains and forests near this mountain."

"For example, planting trees and forests to make the green plants on the mountain denser?" Qin Feng thought that the peaks he and Long Qi saw when they were exploring Ku Cliff were indeed not as distributed as in other places. These forests should be transformed in time, otherwise natural disasters would be prevented.

Qin Feng understood at a glance, Song Qingming felt very comfortable, and talking to smart people was a worry-free thing: "That's true. In addition to the most inappropriate thing in this drawing, there is another place that makes me care about. Looking at the map, this side is near the sea?"

"That's right." Qin Feng said.

Song Qingming said: "If you rely on the sea, you cannot learn from the main wood structure of Sui City. The moisture at the seaside is too heavy and the wood is perishable. All buildings in Sui City are mainly wood. The pressure of Wuhou Pao is huge, so you have to prevent water from being removed every year, but unfortunately..."

Because it was related to Zheng Xiao, Qin Feng was clear about these things. When Song Qingming reminded him, Qin Feng also remembered that the acid and alkaline content of the seaside air is high. After all, seawater contains heavy salt and alkaline!

"If you don't use wood, you can use bricks and stones to cast them all." Without Qin Feng's question, Song Qingming thought of a solution himself: "But stones are easy to take, but you know that this brick can only be used for bricks in Sui City."

When it comes to this brick, Qin Feng has to say that the ancients had infinite wisdom. The Songyue Temple Pagoda in the Sui Dynasty was a real brick pagoda.

The Dongyue Kingdom also has bricks, but the same type of bricks covered with rammed earth, but there are no ceramic tiles for the time being.

"I've been taught, it's true that you shouldn't use too much wood at the beach." Qin Feng suddenly came over and thought to himself that he was not as good as the senior official of the Ministry of Works. Qin Feng's tone was even more modest than before: "But there are still some tips?"

"It's true, but you can't tell the soil quality by looking at the pictures." Song Qingming was professionally meticulous: "The softness and texture of this soil determine whether it is suitable for farming, and whether it is suitable for building buildings. The foundation can be regarded as the foundation of everything."

Qin Feng nodded, and recorded this article in his heart for the time being, preparing to organize his notes after Song Qingming left.
Chapter completed!