Zhang Jia was relieved until he heard Lin Jingzhi's final affirmative words. To be honest, compared to Lin Jingzhi, he was more eager to open up this wasteland as soon as possible.
The Lin family opened up wasteland just to make money, but he opened up wasteland to benefit the people and fulfill his dream!
"Mr. Lin's words made Mr. Zhang feel relieved. However, before starting the construction, Mr. Zhang still wanted to remind him that this is a very huge project to open up wasteland and dig a canal. There must be no shortage of manpower. In addition, the tools must be
You have to prepare it in advance, um, you must buy more shovels and bamboo baskets for carrying dirt."
When Lin Jingzhi heard this, he slapped his forehead and secretly thought that he was so careless that he had forgotten to buy tools. Fortunately, Zhang Jia reminded him, otherwise when the work started, he would not be allowed to dig with his hands.
If you buy in large quantities urgently at that time, the prices of these ordinary items will definitely increase significantly.
After all, the quantity he wanted to buy was too much.
According to his rough estimate, the number of people employed in this project is between 60 million. Even if only one-third of the people hold shovels, it would still cost tens of thousands. As for the bamboo baskets carrying soil, Zhang Jiayi
Reminder, he suddenly remembered the two-wheeled cart that was very common in his previous life.
In this era, a rickshaw with wooden wheels was commonly used in people's homes.
It seems that I need to find some time to study it.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for reminding me. These things will be prepared as soon as possible!" Lin Jingzhi said. Seeing that it was already late and there was a lot of things piled up behind him, he took the initiative to go back to the city.
Zhang Jia also knew that Lin Jingzhi had too many things to prepare, so he responded and got on the horse.
Aunt Yu had been following Lin Jingzhi and heard every word of the conversation between the two. At first, she was shocked when she heard that Lin Jingzhi said he wanted to open up wasteland and dig canals. After she calmed down,
With a chivalrous heart, she basically had the same idea as Zhang Jia. She believed that if the scholar Xianggong could really open up this wasteland, it would be a great merit.
"Yu'er, you've been out for a long time, are you hungry?" Lin Jingzhi lifted the reins in his hand, climbed onto the horse's back, and asked with a concerned look on his face.
Although Aunt Yu was a little hungry, she had a tenacious temperament and didn't mind being hungry for a while. She shook her head and jumped on the horse. She wanted to ride away first to meet her husband-in-law. She put her hand in her arms, but actually took out two
The big red apples were thrown to her with a shake of his hand.
Instinctively, he stretched out his hand and caught the apple. Lin Jingzhi turned the horse's head, pinched the horse's belly hard, and galloped away.
Looking at the retreating figure, she was stunned for a long time. Aunt Yu lowered her head, slowly wiped the apple clean with her sleeves, then lifted the veil, put it to her mouth, and took a bite. Lin Jingzhi said...
The person who came out with her was hungry, so Lin Jingzhi would definitely not feel well.
There were obviously two apples, so why didn't he eat one himself instead of giving them all to me? What a nerd!
She has always been independent and strong, and she is not used to this kind of subtle care, but she feels that the apple in her hand is much more delicious than before. She opens her small mouth one after another, hurriedly eliminates one, and stuffs the other one.
He got into his arms, flicked his riding whip, and chased after him.
By the time Lin Jingzhi and several guards rushed back to Luo City, it was already the beginning of the Youshi period. Zhang Jia wanted to win over his former assistants as soon as possible, so he dismounted and planned to say goodbye and leave. Lin Jingzhi saw him
When he was about to leave, he jumped down, stopped the guard from taking the reins, and said, "Mr. Zhang, you will often go out of the city in the future, and the journey will be long, so I will give this horse to you."
Zhang Jia was reluctant to accept it at first, because a good horse was worth at least twenty taels of silver in the horse market, but in the end he couldn't bear Lin Jingzhi's persuasion, and he also knew that he would be unable to travel without horses in the future, so he had to
He thanked him profusely and then led the horse towards his mansion.
After Zhang Jia had gone far, Lin Jingzhi looked at the height of the sun and felt that it was still early, so he handed the horse to a few guards and asked them to take the horse back first. It was now afternoon and people were coming to the street.
It's not okay to ride a tall horse on the street when people go there, it's easy to hurt people.
The black horse was full of intelligence. Seeing that its owner wanted to let it go, it jumped up and down unwillingly and refused to let the guards pull its reins. Lin Jingzhi was soft-hearted and could not do anything about it, but the black horse was beaten hard by Aunt Yu.
After giving him a fierce look, he lowered his head and let the guards take him away.
"Yu'er, your prestige is still high." Lin Jingzhi patted the dust on the hem of his clothes and joked with a smile.
Aunt Yu didn't reply. She bit her lip, slowly took out the apple from her arms, and handed it to him, "You're hungry too. Eat an apple first to satisfy your cravings."
Now that he had returned to the city, Lin Jingzhi could have found a restaurant to have some food, but he still took it and smiled happily, "Well, let's go, let's go find a blacksmith shop first."
Although Aunt Jade just gave him the apple she gave him away, it can be seen from this small incident that Aunt Jade's attitude towards him has changed a lot. At least she is no longer hostile and she also has him in her heart.
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Except for the one who sent the horse, only two of the guards remained, so the four of them squeezed into the bustling crowd.
Luo City has a large population and consumes a lot of iron items, so there are many blacksmith shops. Shovels are very common and the production process is very simple, so any blacksmith shop can take over the job of making shovels. Of course, you can only find one.
The blacksmith shop will not work.
From the outbreak of the locust plague to the influx of refugees into Luo City and the start of canal digging, Lin Jingzhi secretly speculated that it would only take half a month at most, or even less, so even if he found a larger blacksmith shop, he could make 500 guns a day.
A shovel cannot complete the task.
Jingji Blacksmith Shop is one of the larger blacksmith shops in Luo City. There are five or six blacksmiths inside, as well as a dozen apprentices who help them. When they came to the door, Aunt Yu saw Lin Jingzhi stop and glanced at
The sweat on his forehead and the silk threads that had been blown by the wind along the way, his beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, "Second Master, you should leave such trivial matters as buying a shovel to the stewards in the mansion."
When Lin Jingzhi and Zhang Jia discussed digging canals and opening up wasteland, they did not avoid Aunt Yu, so it was not surprising that Aunt Yu could think of Lin Jingzhi's thoughts. However, Lin Jingzhi could not guess that Aunt Yu felt sorry for him now.
, just smiled slightly and replied: "I have nothing to do, let's go in and take a look."
After saying that, Lin Jingzhi turned around and walked in.
Seeing that the scholar-sister-in-law didn't listen to the advice, Aunt Yu didn't say anything more and just followed in.
As soon as he stepped into the blacksmith shop, a wave of heat hit him. Lin Jingzhi paused instinctively, and then stepped out again. The most conspicuous thing that caught his eye were two red-burning stoves, because there were bellows blowing below.
Because of the drum, the flames in the stove shot up nearly two feet high. The bellows were pulled by two young men of sixteen or seventeen years old. Like several other blacksmiths, they were all shirtless.
The masters formed a circle around the stove. Their exposed upper body muscles were very large and covered with sweat. They reflected the light of the nearby fire and their skin turned red. These masters were working on one hand at the moment.
He held a big hammer in his hand, shouted slogans, and struck the iron spindle in front of him again and again.
The owner of the blacksmith shop was a simple and honest middle-aged man who was also working among a group of people. When he saw a customer coming to the door, he quickly put down the big hammer in his hand. There was a young man next to him who looked young, took the hammer and continued.
The unfinished work of middle-aged people.
The middle-aged man was shirtless before, but when he saw that there were women among the guests, he put on the cloth coat that he had put aside. While fastening the buttons, he came over and asked with a smile: "How many guests are there?"
Officer, do you want to buy some iron tools? There are good steel pins, shovels, and rakes in the shop."
"First, make me dozens of steel needles based on this look!" Lin Jingzhi was looking around at the interior of the blacksmith shop. Before he could speak, Aunt Yu took the lead. As he spoke, Aunt Yu pulled the needle from her waist.
He took out a steel needle about three inches long.
The middle-aged man saw that Lin Jingzhi and others were dressed in extraordinary clothes and had a very respectful attitude. After bending down and reaching out to take the steel needles, he added in a low voice, "Excuse me, madam, do you have the number of steel needles?"
Specific requirements?”
"No, when I left, I wanted as much as you made!" Aunt Yu used to forge steel needles in the blacksmith shop. She had long been used to seeing shirtless men, so after entering the blacksmith shop,
, glanced at Lin Jingzhi secretly, and felt relieved when he saw that he didn't look unhappy.
As for steel needles, the more, the better. After all, if you use one of these hidden weapons, you will lose one.
The middle-aged man responded and quickly took the steel needle to assign tasks to several masters. At this time, Lin Jingzhi also saw a few shovels placed in the corner of the blacksmith shop. When he came closer, he picked them up and looked up and down.
Look, I frowned slightly. The workmanship of this shovel seems to be too rough.dd