The two carpenters stared blankly at the pile of papers in front of them.
Song Wen asked: "Do you understand?"
The carpenter surnamed Liu nodded: "Although it is just the same, if you think about it carefully, you should be able to make it... That is, this is the triangle. I have never seen a triangle beam frame before. In the past, the strongest beams and purlins had to be used.
Wood... The proprietor said it must be true that this thing saves wood when made, but if you want to say it's strong... I'm afraid it's not possible, right?"
Song Wen looked at the triangular truss, nodded and said: "It is indeed difficult to find wood here, but once this thing is made, it is indeed not much worse than the horizontal logs! In this way, you can put down the big house first and make a small triangular frame for the backyard.
Let’s put it on the roof of our hut! Let’s treat it as an experiment.”
"Okay, I will listen to the proprietor!"
Li Yan led the young men from the winery to move the liquor utensils back to Qingshan Village, and drove away in four carriages early in the morning. In addition to steamers and other items, they also had to purchase some grain, cloth and other things. Song Wen didn't want to
Let these dolls become beggars with themselves in their naked clothes.
It is also a headache to settle these dolls! These days, it is not so easy to register as a son of a good family. It is very likely that you have to pay a sum of money to register as a servant under Song Wen's name.
The twenty oldest and healthy teenagers were selected to help the three carpenters. The teenagers watched quietly in groups of ten as Song Wen led Lin Chong to select... Song Wen did not know what these teenagers were encountering.
What they had encountered before coming to Li Yan and on the way to Bianliang, in short, these young men were all quiet and sensible, which made people feel heartbroken.
Wearing ill-fitting clothes, the teenagers silently carried heavy wood, stones and broken tiles, and were so clumsy that they pulled the big saw to break the wood. No one was lazy.
Song Wenwen originally wanted to say something, but when he looked at these young people, he suddenly couldn't open his mouth... Forget it! Use real actions to slowly win their hearts! These few years are too precious, and the court is said to have
The war in Xixia has begun to gain the upper hand, and the gossip in Bianliang has always been accurate.
Song Wen knew that by temporarily suppressing Xixia, the traitors headed by the Six Thieves would encourage Zhao Ji to consider the Liao people in order to gain greater qualifications and benefits... and then there was the Maritime Alliance!
In the eyes of the monarchs and ministers of the Song Dynasty, a group of savages quickly swallowed up the huge Liao Kingdom! Then when they turned around, they suddenly discovered that the Central Plains Dynasty that they were in awe of was actually a fatter and stupider domestic pig... and then
,There's no after that.
He has his own team, a group of loyal younger brothers! Song Wen knows that occupying the mountain and becoming the king is a bad idea. Not to mention that he has nothing, even Song Jiang who dominates Jingdong and Fang La who travels south of the Yangtze River were defeated by Uncle Zhang in the end.
Ye and Tong Guan's men... can't fight against the aliens, doesn't mean that the Song Dynasty can't fight against the rebels either!
It's still early to make plans now, it's only true to quietly grow your power and accumulate capital...
Song Wen originally didn't have any airs, he was from a commoner background... If he couldn't even let go of his figure, how could he talk about accumulating fame and popularity?
People in the Song Dynasty still have the habit of eating two meals a day. They have no choice but to live in poverty.
Twenty young men doing manual labor had already eaten first, and the remaining fifty or so little guys were sitting quietly in front of the thatched bunk, each holding a large porcelain bowl in their hands.
Song Wen and Lin Chong walked in. Several women from tenant families quickly bent down to salute, and the remaining teenagers also stood up in a panic...
Song Wen waved his hand casually: "We are all busy with our own business, so there is no need to be polite. It happens that our brothers haven't eaten either, so let's eat together!"
A servant girl quickly said: "How can Lang Jun eat these things? The Niu Er family has already prepared meals for Lang Jun in the small courtyard. Lang Jun can use them when he returns..."
Interesting...add two rewards at the end of the month!
Song Wen frowned... "It's okay, I didn't save these little boys just to be slaves! The world is difficult and life is not easy... I am also a commoner, and I know how difficult it is to be a slave! So what I need is to follow me wholeheartedly.
Brothers who work hard, make money together, look after homes and care for homes together, start a family and start a business together, brothers and sisters who use these hands to strive for a prosperous future in this world! So..."
Song Wen looked at the fifty or so silent and shocked teenagers in front of him with burning eyes... "So what I, Song Wen, need is not slaves, but brothers who can live and die together!"
"So we want to eat in the same pot, practice martial arts and study together! Face difficulties together, do business and build Zhuangzi together, maybe in the future we will go into battle together to kill enemies and make contributions!"
Song Wen and Lin Chong each picked up a large coarse porcelain bowl and casually found a place to sit and wait for a few servant girls to distribute corn porridge and pickles.
There were two brave young men next to them who moved two wooden blocks over in a sensible way. Song Wen touched the top of the young man's head and thanked them.
The teenagers looked at Song Wen curiously, and there seemed to be a little more vitality in their eyes. The proprietor did not want untouchables like himself to be slaves, but as brothers... Is this possible?
A big bowl of hot and sticky corn porridge was served, with a few pickles sprinkled on top. Salt was very precious these days, and smuggling salt was even a hugely profitable industry! Many wealthy businessmen in Suzhou and Hangzhou relied on the strict control of the court.
The salt introduction and monopoly of the salt business made a fortune...
The teenagers temporarily forgot about the proprietor beside them, and only saw precious food and delicious pickles!
The sounds of clinking bowls and chopsticks, grunting swallowing, and the sound of being burned... Song Wen's heart tightened inexplicably, and he quietly distributed the pickles in the bowl to the two teenagers around him.
This damn world!
The good Hebei Road was turned into a barren land by several generations of emperors of the Song Dynasty... Since the Renzong era, generations of civil servants who only knew about it were frightened by the horseshoes of the northern people! They actually thought of using thousands of miles.
Mud ponds and paddy fields were used to delay the Liao cavalry...
How much harvest can be achieved by diverting water from good fields to make ponds and planting rice in areas with incompatible climates? Coupled with poor water conservancy and dredging, thousands of farmlands can be submerged by a small flood in one season!
But can this thing really stop the Khitan cavalry? Isn’t this just nonsense? Are the horses dead? Are all the Khitan people stupid? Can’t they turn? Can’t they build bridges? Not in winter
Attack?
Song Wen felt that instead of doing this kind of thing, it would be more realistic to send the Khitan people some fine wine, food and brothel girls... to let them fall quickly.
But looking at these children whose families were ruined, Song Wen suddenly realized something! Some things have not changed for thousands of years...
That is, many strategies that may seem absurd and hypocritical are actually hiding Hong Guoguo’s selfish interests!
If you don’t torment the people, how can those powerful people get benefits? If you don’t make the people poor and difficult, how can you take away their farmland and houses?
They are not stupid, but selfish!
No one in power is stupid, and even Gao Yanei is not as absurd and useless as he seems! Gao Qiu has his own biological son. Rather than saying that Gao Qiu dotes on him, it is better to say that he is actually the most reassuring person around Gao Qiu.
The jester who puts him at ease...
If Gao Yanei is not a dandy or absurd, what does he want to do? Seize the throne of Gao Qiu's heir apparent? Do he want to inherit Gao Qiu's billions of wealth? In that case, it is probably not Gao Qiu's two sons' turn to take action.
I have to quietly kill this ambitious adopted son!