After Lin Xuan arranged for the blacksmith, he described the earthen kang to the masons and asked them to build one for his house first.
It's not difficult to make a kang, as long as you pay attention to the channels for transporting hot air, the rest is not difficult.
Freeing up the space for the original bed, Lin Xuan began to instruct the masons to make the bed.
Zhang Qing got the news that his son had returned with a group of masons and blacksmiths. Out of curiosity, he came to Lin Xuan's yard to see what he was doing again.
When she came to Lin Xuan's room, she saw Lin Xuan with his back to her, directing a group of people to dig holes in the house.
How can you live in a good house if you drill a hole in it?
Zhang Qing's teeth were itching with anger at Lin Xuan's nonsense.
Chunyue and Yuhe couldn't help with matters like making a bed, so Lin Xuan asked them to watch. When Zhang Qing came in, they had already seen it and wanted to remind their young master, but Zhang Qing glared at them.
, had to give up.
"Xuan'er, you have become so capable that you dare to demolish the house!" Zhang Qing walked up behind Lin Xuan, grabbed his ears, and said angrily.
"Ah, mother, why are you here? It hurts, it hurts... let go."
In fact, Zhang Qing didn't use any force, but Lin Xuan still quickly begged for mercy.
Zhang Qing also felt sorry for his son. When he heard Lin Xuan begging for mercy, he immediately let go of his hand and said, "You still know it hurts. Why are you tearing down the house? If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, your ears will be damaged today."
Just don’t ask for it.”
"Mom, sit down and I'll talk to you." Lin Xuan pulled Zhang Qing to the side, helped her sit down, and squeezed her shoulders to please her.
"Stop flattering and tell me what's going on." Zhang Qing didn't listen to him at all.
"Mom, it's getting colder and colder now. I want to change the room so that it won't be cold anymore." Seeing that he couldn't be fooled, Lin Xuan had no choice but to explain.
"Xuan'er, are you okay?" Zhang Qing looked at Lin Xuan with a worried look.
"I'm fine." Lin Xuan wondered why Hao Hao suddenly asked him.
"The house has been like this since ancient times. How can it be possible to make it less cold after some modifications? Xuan'er, is your head injury still not healed?" Zhang Qing shed tears.
Only then did he realize that Zhang Qing was saying that there was something wrong with his brain.
Lin Xuan was depressed, but when he saw Zhang Qing crying, he quickly comforted him at a loss: "Mom, I'm really fine. Do you believe that I can do it for once?"
"But if you drill a hole in the house, it will only make it colder. How can it be warmer?" Zhang Qing still didn't believe it. The house was already ventilated, how could it be warm? She still felt that Lin Xuan was not in a good state of mind.
"Mom, that hole is only temporary, it will be gone after it's done." Lin Xuan explained.
Afraid that Zhang Qing wouldn't believe it, Lin Xuan explained the principles of the fire kang to her.
"Is this really possible?" Zhang Qing was confused.
"Yes, I also asked someone to build a stove. Once it is completed, I won't feel cold at all. I will also install one for my mother." Lin Xuan said cheerfully.
Zhang Qing was very happy that his son was filial. He smiled and said, "As you said, it's too wasteful. You can just get one yourself. I don't want it anymore. I'm used to it by now."
According to what Lin Xuan said, the stove needs to be burning all day long, and the fire pit also needs firewood.
This consumption was too much. Although the Lin family also had some money, she was reluctant to waste it like this.
But she didn't say anything about Lin Xuan's waste. Her son was afraid of the cold and should burn some charcoal. Wasn't all her money reserved for him?
From Zhang Qing's words, he felt deep maternal love.
But he doesn’t use charcoal!
Lin Xuan quickly explained: "Mom, I plan to use coal for the stove, not charcoal, coal is not valuable."
"How can we use coal? That stuff is poisonous and cannot be used." Zhang Qing said quickly.
"Mom, there is poison in the coal. All you need to do is drain the poisonous gas out. I have a solution. How could I be joking with my own life?" Lin Xuan said with a smile.
When people in ancient times used coal, they kept the doors and windows tightly closed, so that nothing would happen.
Zhang Qing didn't understand this either, but seeing Lin Xuan's confident expression, he had to say: "Then you must pay attention to safety, if not, just use charcoal, our family has money."
"Okay, okay, mom, I know, don't worry." Lin Xuan assured.
After sending Zhang Qing away, Lin Xuan called Lin Ping and said, "Go and buy a few coal mines, as long as the price is right."
"Sir, the coal mine is of no use at all, why would you buy that thing?" Lin Ping asked in confusion.
"I am of great use, you will know it later." Lin Xuan said.
Although Lin Xuan was confused, Lin Xuan told him to do it.
Lin Xuan was very happy watching the masons working on the kang in full swing. He felt chilly every day when he went to sleep. Once the kang was completed, he would never be cold again.
The only pity is that even if the hot plate is ready, it will still take a few days.
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The original room was no longer suitable for sleeping, so Lin Xuan could only make do with other rooms at night.
I completed the usual sign-in the next day without incident and was rewarded with another cigarette.
After the meal, Lin Xuan watched the masons working so that if there were any problems, he could solve them in time.
While they were busy, Chunyue led Zhao Min over. Lin Xuan asked in surprise: "Uncle Zhao, why are you here? Is there something wrong with the restaurant?"
"Sir, there is nothing wrong with the restaurant. The main reason is that the bean sprouts you delivered yesterday have been sold out. I wonder if there are any left?" Zhao Min asked.
"It's gone so soon? Did you sell it cheaply?" Lin Xuan was a little surprised. That was dozens of kilograms of bean sprouts.
Zhao Min said excitedly: "No, the young master told me to sell it more expensively. I priced it at 100 cents per plate, but there were still many people ordering it, and it was sold out quickly."
Lin Xuan didn't expect it to be so expensive and sold out so quickly. It seems that there are quite a lot of rich people in Chang'an.
What is the concept of one hundred cents? Nowadays, one liter of rice only costs five cents. According to the calculation of later generations, it is three kilograms of rice and five cents.
One hundred cents can buy sixty catties of rice. Of course, the price of rice has gone up a bit in winter, but one hundred cents can buy fifty catties.
"I understand, if anyone is here, tell them it will be there in two days," Lin Xuan said.
Yesterday he had asked Chunyue and the others to start making bean sprouts, but judging from the current situation, it was simply not enough.
After sending Zhao Min away, Lin Xuan said to Chun Yue: "You are looking for a few people and ask them to grow bean sprouts. You must ensure that at least one hundred kilograms of bean sprouts come out every day."
There are only a few servants in the family, and the others are all sold to the Lin family, so he is not afraid of leaking it.
"Yes, slave girl, go right away." Chunyue said.
Just leave the bean sprouts to Chunyue and the others; his main focus is still on the fire bed.
Making money is just a pastime for him, and enjoyment is the purpose.