Traveling through the early Tang Dynasty starts with hanging

Chapter 216 I'm Going To Make Money
For the meal at noon, the so-called big goose stewed in an iron pot, the iron pot was really brought in. There were almost ten people, their stomachs were full, and they still couldn't finish eating.

Zhu Qi was still thinking about getting this dish to Dongshan Restaurant, his brain was much better than his brother's.

In fact, there is relatively little meat in this era. Beef is basically unavailable, pork cannot be served on the table, lamb is too expensive, and fish can only be eaten as sashimi. Braised and stewed soups require oil, and there are no suitable ones. The seasoning can't suppress the fishy smell.

On the contrary, chicken and duck meat are more common, and this stewed goose in an iron pot, Li Shan had to adjust the ingredients several times before he succeeded.

After drinking and eating, everyone dispersed, Zhu Wei left Ling Jing and Ma Zhou behind, and said with a smile: "We are scheduled to patrol outside the village in the afternoon, and Mr. Ling and Mr. Ma are invited to stay."

Mrs. Zhu also sent Mother Su away in the backyard, and went into the side room, and frowned when she saw her son lazily leaning on the chair, picking his teeth with a toothpick.

"Mother, mother." Li Shan quickly threw away the toothpick and said with an apologetic smile, "They're all from my own family, so they're just too careless..."

Ling Jing sneered and said, "People in front and behind are like two people. Is this what a gentleman does?"

Ma Zhou glanced at the serious Li Shan, and reminded in a low voice, "We are not talking about the queen, but the front."

Li Shan was stunned for a moment before he realized that the old man Ling Jing was mocking him for putting on a show in front of others, old bastard!
Zhu Wei coughed twice, "Mr. Ling moved to Chang'an, and Zhujiagou is lucky. We will build a house in the spring of next year..."

Most of the refugees in Lei Jing had built new houses. In fact, in the past six months, many people in Zhujiagou had built new houses, or even renovated them. However, the houses of the refugees were relatively simple. People want to build a new house, certainly not the case.

"It's fine for the others. The Su family doesn't need to change. After all, there are only mother and son. The Ling family can just expand on the original site." Ling Jing has obviously thought about it, "Li's house is the west end of the village, and Suntan is [-] steps to the west. In the meantime, we can build another house, and let Huairen live in it with his personal guards."

"For example, Zhu Ba, Zhu Shitou, and Zhao Da all moved to the edge of Sun Lake. Even if the whole family does not move, the guard himself must move."

"The rest were expanded at the east end of the village, and the road was slightly repaired."

"Qi Liu, Fan Shiyi, and Wang Junhao all have people around them, and they all broke up and lived together."

Ling Jing took out a blueprint from his arms while talking, Li Shan glanced at it and said with a smile: "It must be drawn by Bahao!"

Ma Zhou held back his laughter, Ba Hao is Ling Jing's six-year-old grandson... Isn't it because Ling Jing scolded your handwriting a few days ago like a child's graffiti.

Ling Jing didn't bother to talk about these two things, so he explained the layout slowly, Zhu Wei's expression changed slightly, he was a veteran, and soon discovered that the layout was almost to transform Zhujiagou into a fortress.

The few two exits were vaguely blocked by more than a dozen houses, and the Li family's house at the west end of the village was almost surrounded.

The large piece of fertile land in the south needs to dig a river that is not too shallow and not too narrow. Although it is not long, the amount of work is not small.

Zhu Wei smacked his lips, "Is it necessary?"

"Everyone here is my own..." Ling Jing glanced at Li Shan, "You have to be careful."

In Ling Jing's view, as long as possible, Li Dewu will try to make his eldest son disappear by various methods, such as secretly dispatching assassins, or taking advantage of the chaos to lure bandits to attack. There has been.

Zhu Wei nodded silently, and said hesitantly: "Dig the river, build a new house, I'm afraid there is not enough money in the public account."

Ling Jing shook his head slightly, "Fan Shishi, Qi Liu, Zhu Shitou, Zhu Ba and others all invested in Huairen's family. The cost of the new house should be borne by the Li family, but the excavation of the river can be allocated from the public account."

"I'm afraid the sum of both sides is not enough..." Zhu Wei explained with a wry smile.

In the past six months, Dongshan Temple and Dongshan Restaurant have made huge profits, but on the one hand, Zhu Wei has spent a lot of money buying fertile land on the other side of the Jing River, and the Li family is also buying fertile land. The money in the public account has been used to purchase grain and rice, and it is secretly stored in the inner warehouse of Dongshan Temple.

All in all, just building a new house can barely support it, but if it is necessary to level the road and dig the river, it is definitely not enough.

Ling Jing listened expressionlessly, then turned to look at Li Shan, "When you were still in Guantao, you claimed to have the skills of Tao and Zhu."

Can I use it now?
Li Shan leaned lazily on the back of the chair and said with a smile, "This matter is easy to hear!"

Sensing Mrs. Zhu's displeased gaze, Li Shan quickly changed his sitting position, "A new house...in fact, it doesn't have to be so troublesome. I wonder if Uncle Qi can find a craftsman who makes green bricks?"

"Green bricks?" Zhu Wei's eyes widened. "Firing green bricks costs a lot and takes a long time!"

In the Tang Dynasty, the houses of the lower classes were mainly made of wood and stone, and the slightly better blue bricks were used for dignitaries. Bricks are not for ordinary people either.

In a word, masonry structures were mainly popular in the upper floors, pagodas and temples in this era.

But in later generations, many villages had brick kilns and brick factories. Especially in the 90s, Li Shan went to work in brick factories every summer vacation in his previous life. not difficult.

Of course, in this life, there is no standardized brick factory, only brick kilns can be used... This requires Zhu Wei's help.

Listening to Li Shanlue's explanation, Ling Jing is so simple. I knew you had learned a lot when you were in Shandong, but you didn't know until you came to Zhujiagou. You really didn't brag. Understand?

You are young, do you have so much time to learn this and that?
Zhu Wei pondered for a moment before saying: "Go and ask first, as long as the blue bricks in the palace are not involved, this kind of craftsman should not be difficult to find."

Li Shan knew that Zhu Wei probably went to ask the people behind him. According to his seniority, he should call him uncle.

Li Shan was a little uncomfortable. He knew that before Li Dewu joined the East Palace, Zhu Wei and Zhu Shi secretly hoped that he would join the East Palace. Logically speaking, this uncle's status should not be too low.

However, when Li Shan went south with the army, he inquired about Wei Zheng secretly in Wuling County. Later, when Wei Zheng inspected Shandong, Li Shan specifically inquired about it. There was not... at least not one important person with the surname Zhu in the East Palace.

Who is this?
Mrs. Zhu reluctantly smiled, got up and found a reason to go out. Ma Zhou lowered his head and stared at the ground at his feet without saying a word.

Ling Jing didn't know about this, and didn't notice the weird atmosphere in the house. After thinking about it for a while, he shook his head and said, "Even if we can fire bricks and stones, it's probably not enough. Digging the river will require a lot of manpower, and after the spring , all the villagers have to farm, and there may not be enough manpower.”

"The fired bricks and stones can be sold if they are not used up." Ma Zhou smiled and said, "As long as they are not too expensive, let alone the countryside, there are... [-] squares in Chang'an City, of which seven or eight squares in the west of the city are wild lands. "

Ling Jing continued to shake his head, "It can't be estimated in this way. What if the firing of bricks and stones is not smooth? If it is sold, no one will buy it?"

"At the end of the day, we are still short of money!" Zhu Wei hesitated for a while, "Dalang, why don't you sell some of the grain and rice in the dark warehouse of Dongshan Temple?"

"It is absolutely impossible!" Li Shan immediately rebuffed, "The purchase of grain and rice must not stop. Now that the end of the year, there will be no supply in the future. You can slow down a little, but you can't stop!"

(End of this chapter)