Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 92 The Birth of the Fang Family Engineering Team
Liu Laoshi has three sons, the eldest and the third have inherited his mantle. They all have good craftsmanship and are well-known carpenters in Xinfeng.The second child, Liu Tianyang, learned to become a mason from his uncle...

The Fang family couldn't help but sigh, this small village is actually full of talents, and there are special craftsmen for everything.

Fang Erlang didn't need to reach out for the rough work of Pankang. He only needed to hold a small purple clay teapot and point at the side, and Liu Tianyang led two brothers and a group of servants to do it.

In fact, the pankang has no technical content. It only needs to understand some principles and understand its structure. What's more, there are construction drawings drawn by the Fang family. The shape, height and length of the flue are all clear. It is clear at a glance.

Liu honestly accompanied Fang Jun, looked at the construction drawings, and said with admiration: "Erlang's drawing is so good, if you use this drawing for building houses in the future, it will be much easier, even for a newly designed pavilion, it will not work. There will be too many errors."

He was the grandfather of Zhuangzili, and no one except Fang Jun could instruct him.

At this time, the original kang surface had been planed open, and the inside of the kang cave was blackened with soot, which had already blocked the flue.Moreover, the flue went straight and empty, the flue was as deep as the kang was, and the dog hole was a big hole...

Neither heat preservation nor heat storage, let alone air convection, how much firewood does it take to heat the kang?
Liu Tianyang instructed the servants to first spread a thick layer of sand in the kang cave, then build up bricks according to the design on the drawings, and then glue them together with a mortar mixed with yellow mud and sand, and they were built in no time. Done.

Dog holes are more troublesome.

In the past, this place was left open at will, and the chimney only played the role of smoking, and the flow of air was not used at all to fully burn the firewood in the stove.

Liu Tianyang built the dog hole according to the drawings, followed Fang Jun's instructions and ordered a handful of thatch, and approached the dog hole, when a wind suddenly blew out and blew the thatch out.

Fang Jun shook his head again and again.

Liu Tianyang scratched his head, confused: "It's always done like this in the past. Today, the wind is small, so it's not easy to burn. If the wind is strong, it will be fine."

Fang Jun was speechless. When the wind is strong, the fire should be set on fire, but when the wind is small, it will not be burned?Then why do I spend so much effort to plate this kang?

Rolling up his sleeves, Fang Jun jumped into the kang hole, crouched under the chimney, and blocked half of the dog's hole with a brick. The gap, try again, feel about the same.

"Pick another piece of thatch to see the effect."

Liu Tianyang hurriedly grabbed a handful of thatch and set it on fire, and moved closer to the dog's hole.

There was a sudden suction in the gap, completely sucking the flames inside, making a "woohoo" sound.

Liu Tianyang was dumbfounded, what's going on?Is there a monster breathing hard outside the chimney?
Fang Jun clapped his hands, stood up, and said, "The quality of a kang is the most important thing. The most important thing is this dog hole. According to the method just now, you can set up a few kangs and try it a few times before you can master it."

There is no way to explain the principles to these illiterate guys, just tell them how to do it.

Cover the slate, plug the gap tightly with small stones, and finally smear a layer of yellow mud on the slate, smooth and polish.

Liu Tiansheng, the boss of the Liu family, polished the edge of the old kang to make it smooth and smooth, and then pressed it on.

In less than two hours, a large kang was finished.

Fang Jun led a group of craftsmen to the outhouse to build a new stove.

Just after noon, the stove was also built.

Then the fire was heated up, and the newly-made kang noodles were not baked for two or three days, so they couldn't sleep, and they were too humid.

This new type of stove has a large pot in the front and a stove in the back, and the two phases are side by side.The cauldron burns wood, the stove burns coal, and when the cauldron is used, the smoke hole of the stove entering the kang hole is blocked, and vice versa.

The firewood was placed on the bottom of the cauldron, and it was ignited with a fire stick.

Everyone was a little shocked, Fang Quan said: "This stove is not bad, there is no wind outside the house today, and the pot of water can be opened faster than usual when the wind is strong! And it also saves a lot of firewood, a good thing!"

Liu Tianyang knelt down in front of Fang Jun with a "pop".

Fang Jun was startled and almost threw out the teapot he was holding, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Liu Tian glanced at Fang Jun eagerly, and said, "Erlang, accept me as your apprentice..."

Fang Jun was inexplicable: "Someone asked you to do a hammer..." Then he realized that this kid just wanted to learn his own kang skill?

"It's not difficult to do things like Pankang. You've seen it all before and after, haven't you?"

"Yes, yes, but this is Erlang's craftsmanship. How dare you use it without your permission?"

Feelings are afraid of this...

Of course, there are no such things as intellectual property protection laws these days, and whoever learns the craft is whoever.It's just that Liu Tianyang is the servant of the Fang family. If he secretly learns the master's craft and uses it himself, he won't be beaten to death by the master?

Fang Jun waved his hand speechlessly: "Come on, just go to the apprentice for such a thing? Then I will show you my real skills someday, and you can't recognize the ancestors? It's all small ways, whoever learns it will take it, and be present. It's the same for everyone, or if you just set up a construction team and go to pan kang for other people's homes, you can make a little money, right?"

Everyone was overjoyed.

One more craft, one more meal to eat.

No matter what kind of craftsmanship these days, it's covered under cover. The so-called handed down from sons to daughters, from sons to daughters-in-law... So, apart from the craftsmanship handed down from one's own ancestors, even if you are a teacher, you will not be able to learn any real skills.

People in the world would rather bring it into a coffin than give it to someone easily.

Like Fang Jun, who doesn't care at all, how can they not be delighted?

However, it is not surprising to think that this Erlang even taught a few master craftsmen in Zhuangzi such a unique skill as glass-firing.

Our Erlang is indeed an uncompromising club...

But is it not lucky to meet such a master?
Seeing that it was still early, Fang Jun said that there was no lunch for the servants these days, so he led the group to strike while the iron was hot, and went to the study to build a fireplace.

Fireplaces are easy to build, but chimneys are a bit of a pain in the ass.

Finally, the scaffolding was built, and it was not finished. I was afraid that the weather would freeze the glued mud, and the fireplace would keep burning all the time after it was built.

In the antique fireplace, the pine wood burns and emits a "must peel" explosion, exuding a faint pine fragrance. Sitting in the large and bright study, there is a sense of being in medieval Europe.

In my last life, I longed for a house with a fireplace like this for a long time, but I didn't expect it to come true in this life...

Fang Jun looked at the roaring flames in the fireplace and felt a little worried.

Where will you sleep tonight?

Zhuangzi is not big, but there are many people. Apart from this bedroom, this study is Fang Jun's personal space.

The kang in the bedroom is still dry, and there is no bed in this study, no place to sleep.

Otherwise, go to Wu Meimei's house for one night?
When I think of Cao Cao, Cao Cao will come.

Fang Jun was sitting on the Hu stool YY, the footsteps behind him were light, a familiar aroma filled his nose, and a gentle and sweet voice sounded in his ears: "Erlang, what are you thinking, so ecstatic?"

Fang Jun heard the words, turned his head and saw that it was Wu Meiniang.

Does this count as a consonance?
I was thinking of you, and you appeared...

Fang Jun looked at Wu Meiniang's charming and beautiful face, bulging chest, and wicker-like waist, swallowed, and said, "Then what, a certain is homeless, would the goddess be willing to take it in for one night? "

　Three shifts a day are really terrible... Brothers, can you count more votes, pity us?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)