Chapter Ninety-Eight: Like

"Fuck, add your grandma's class! Add your ancestors' class! ”

The cursing worker dragged his tired body back into the workshop. The oil lamp burned slowly, diffusing a unique smell, but it was not as decent and comfortable as the things in Luoyang Palace. But for the workshop owner, it would be best if there were cheaper things in the world to illuminate.

"What's the call?! Lao Tzu didn't pay the salary?! The Longxing next door has already delivered 60,000 woven bags, you poor bones don't have to work anymore! Lao Tzu also went home to farm! ”

It's not just the workers who swear by the curse, but there are also many proprietors who scold their mothers.

"Observe, how to send the goods to Dunhuang, and the woven bags for flood fighting?"

"What is this thing used for in the Western Regions? Can there be a big flood in the realm? ”

Lao Zhang also felt strange, and rubbed his short beard, "I don't know about it, it's just that there are a lot of things to do in the west of the moraine." ”

"But this woven bag made of straw...... It can also be used for emergency filling, what else can it be used for? ”

"Maybe it's just a fence?"

"To make a fence is to use three or five months, how can there be this?"

The people in Wuhan felt strange, but the people in Shule were busy.

"The lime is still going to crumble!"

"Rice milk ready!"

"Woven bags and branches!"

At a construction site in the northeast of Shule City, there is a section of rammed earth wall with a different section, one of which is obviously new. Not only is it new, but it also looks like it is made of Tulum moraine.

The sand from the Tulum moraine cannot be used to build a house, only the rough sand and gravel at the edge of the Tulun moraine can be used to build a house.

The craftsmen of Shule laughed at the Tang people for being stupid, until a master worker surnamed Li came out with someone to make a section of rammed earth wall, which made the craftsmen of Shule stunned.

"Li Jiaohe, what a skill."

"Don't be noisy, how dare I call Jiaohe! Work! ”

The big workers in the China Resources system are different from the big workers in other places and even the big workers in the imperial court who eat the imperial grain. Dagong, who is known as Li Jiaohe, is pondering things: "In my opinion, the proportion of this rice pulp needs to be increased a little more, and the lime can be reduced." ”

"Li Gong, it's just a rammed earth wall, why are you so exquisite? In my opinion, this boundary is exposed to the wind and sun, and it will not take more than a few years to use the sand of Tulun moraine. ”

"That's what I said."

Li Jiaohe didn't think there was anything wrong with this, but he looked serious: "However, it is always necessary to last a few more days." Cheng Sima allowed me to do such an errand, so I can't ruin our reputation. Furthermore, if I can't do it now, it may not be that future generations won't be able to do it. In the future, someone will be able to use the sand of the Tulum moraine. ”

That is, Lao Zhang doesn't know what they do, and if he does, he will definitely spread negative energy.

For the hair? Because after more than a thousand years, I can't really use it. The sand in the desert area is not a qualified building material at all. The only thing that can really make money from the sand is to bury people in the sand...... Sand therapy.

It's almost the same as the special therapy of the "Electric Light King", and it all depends on spiritual perception.

"There is no shortage of children and grandchildren."

A man in a cardigan, with his trouser legs pulled up, was there with a hippie smile.

While laughing, the Shule garrison came with a bid of people, and after accepting a few rammed earth low walls, they patted the last one, and then said to Li Jiaohe Road: "Li Gong, this is good, why do you need to build another one?" ”

"This rammed earth wall depends on the degree of shrinkage. With this woven bag, interspersed with branches during the period, the bento is poured into the sand, but the sand of the Tulun moraine is not good after all, and you have to look at it again, you can't break the big things that have been explained. ”

"I'm tired, Li Gong."

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be ......"

At this time, a team of workers was exerting their strength to pestle the bulging woven bags in the mold. About two bags of sand and soil mixture, almost filling a mold. After induration, the mold is unraveled, and it is a regulated rammed earth block.

In this way, as long as the wall foundation can ensure more than one zhang, the rammed earth wall can be built to more than three zhang.

What kind of shape you want, design a new mold directly according to the amount of soil contained in the woven bag. If you want, you can even make a durian-shaped one.

In fact, the effect of this rammed earth wall can only be said to be average, and the material greatly limits the development prospects. However, Cheng Chubi's requirements for this kind of rammed earth wall are of an emergency nature, so the Dagong team weighed them.

There is a lime mine in Shule, and the sand on the edge of the Tulun moraine is also usable, plus the woven bag itself is straw, after smashing, it can just strengthen the strength of the wall, and rice milk is used to increase the viscosity, and the overall effect is used for emergency, which is no problem at all.

If the Shule people were to do it, it would not be something they could afford to play with, just woven bags, lime mines, and rice milk.

Woven bags need a weaving machine, lime mines need a ball mill to crush, and rice milk needs grain......

Especially rice milk, when the Shule people saw the Han people doing this, their eyes were bulging there.

There is no need for the imperial court, and the many businesses stationed in Dunhuang have the financial resources to play like this.

More importantly, theoretically speaking, as long as the weather is right, this is completely a rapid construction, and its significance in the area of the Ring Tulun moraine is no less significant than the collective suicide of the Turks before the battle......

When Lao Zhang heard about the use of woven bags in the Western Regions in Wuhan, he was busy taking Zhang Luoshui to see the pandas raised by King Wu.

Then Zhang Luoshui likes pandas very much, just like Cheng Chubi likes the new rammed earth wall and the construction team. As for the matter of bombing the mountain and mining stones, it is because Cheng Chubi doesn't know, if he knows, he should also like it. And it's not just that I like to fry mountains, maybe I also like to fry golden flowers.

"yes."

"Huh?"

"Bamboo shoots, bamboo shoots......"

"Okay, buy it."

The salt-boiled bamboo shoots in Wuhan are more tender, without the bitterness of Lingnan bitter bamboo shoots or the astringency of bamboo shoots in Chang'an. Crisp and delicious, it is the best quality in the side dishes with wine, and it is also a snack for children to satisfy their cravings. Compared with the novelty snacks in recent years, the cost of salt-boiled bamboo shoots is the lowest.

"Drawing, Painting......"

"Okay, buy it."

Sugar painting was born very quickly, and the most important thing is that I never expected that there were really good painters, some of whom were actually composed by Linzhang Mountain.

It is not easy to find a panda candy painting, but because there was once a prince who liked pandas, this beast is more pleasing than other beasts, and the probability of turning to a panda is extremely low with a wooden turntable.

But as an observer of Jiang Han, the old brother who did sugar painting felt that the envoy was lucky, hey, he turned to it as soon as he came.

"yes."

"Huh?"

"Ship, ship......"

"Okay, buy. No, go and see, go and see the boat. ”

On her shoulders, Zhang Luoshui, who was carrying a piece of dried bamboo shoots in one hand and a panda candy painting in the other, was staring at her big eyes, in front of the port in the north of Jiangxia City, watching from afar, thousands of sails competed, hundreds of boats competed.

The river wind was blowing, looking down condescendingly, and some fleets were stopped in the middle of the river, like a long dragon. The back of the long dragon was covered with white or black cloth, and there were all kinds of goods, from the East China Sea, from Suzhou, from Xiangyang; Some of the fleets advanced slowly, and when they approached the pontoon, they immediately lowered their sails, and waited until the ships had passed, and then continued to follow slowly; Some fleets are parked side by side, just like a giant beast in the water.

"Ship, ship......"