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Chapter 127

Xia Mang was a bit like Monk Zhang Er and couldn't figure it out: "Aren't you talking about the mud house? How did it get to the cliff? What's the matter with the cliff?"

Wei Chenrui smiled: "It has nothing to do with the cliff, I just used the cliff as a raft for your convenience."

The village head also became interested: "Miss Yang, you continue to talk, don't pay attention to his opinion, I just happen to be curious about the mud house you mentioned."

"This soil is cheap, and it is everywhere. If it can be used well, it will be a blessing for the people of our village and even the entire Zhao Kingdom."

Wei Chenrui originally planned to take this opportunity to renovate the adobe house from her previous life, but she couldn't help but have a house without practical tiles. She also planned to design an adobe house with strong pressure.

Nodding his head, he said, "It is our blessing to be a common people to do what we can do for our Zhao country."

"You all know the cliff, so you must also know that in this kind of heavy rain, there will be a lot of dirt and gravel washed down under the cliff with the rain."

"Compared to those steep slopes covered with weeds and trees, where will there be soil and gravel washed down?"

After hearing Wei Chenrui's question, several people lowered their heads and recalled seriously. After a while, Er Zhuang, who often went to the mountains to collect firewood to sell, raised his head and said: "After the girl said this, I realized that after all these years, it is really true. I have never seen gravel and soil under the steep slope with weeds and trees."

Wei Chenrui smiled and said, "Everyone is busy with their livelihoods, so naturally they don't pay too much attention to things that don't pose a threat to themselves or the village. It's normal."

The village head is more knowledgeable and understands the meaning of Wei Chenrui's words: "You mean, those weeds and trees entangle the soil and sand, so that they will not fall down?"

Wei Chenrui was very happy that the village chief understood this point: "The village chief is worthy of being a village chief, and his knowledge is extraordinary. You are right, that's what I want to say."

The village chief was happy to be praised, but he was not proud of it. He just stroked his beard and looked as if he should take it for granted: "It's natural, otherwise everyone wouldn't recommend me to be the village chief!"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, you continue to talk!"

Wei Chenrui picked up the warm tea on the brazier, poured himself a cup of hot water very bluntly, took a sip, and then continued: "If you want the soil to keep its shape stronger, you must add some crushed straw to it. "

"Wet soil must not be used to build a house. It must be dry. We can make several molds with wooden boards, and pour the soil mixed with crushed straw into the molds to make pieces like molds. Decent adobe came out."

"Uncle Xia Mang, who played with mud a lot when he was young, should also know that if the mud is not handled well, it will crack when the sun shines."

Xia Mang nodded: "Yes, especially those with uneven dryness and wetness, they are most likely to crack when drying in the sun. What's more, if there are large pieces of gravel mixed in, it is also prone to cracking!"

Wei Chenrui nodded: "That's right. As for what kind of soil is more suitable, Uncle Xia Mang knows better than me, so I won't show it off anymore!"

I didn't expect that when I was a child, I played well with mud, and it would play a role here. Not to mention how happy Xia Mang said: "Don't worry, I will live up to the expectations of the girl and everyone, and choose the right mud."

Wei Chenrui smiled, and continued: "Mud bricks are relatively simple, but tiles made of mud are not so easy."

"The bearing capacity of the beams is limited, and it is impossible to withstand the thick mud tiles. Therefore, the mud tiles should not be too thick. If it is too thick, the beams will be broken. No one wants to worry about the beams at home every day. Stay!"

After brainstorming about the scene, everyone couldn't help but shuddered and shook their heads.

"I can't, I don't want to die so aggrieved!"

"Live well, why can't I think about it, and put such a dangerous thing on top of my head, I'm not stupid!"

"Although the old man is old, he still wants to live a few more years!"

Wei Chenrui naturally guessed this result, as Xia Mang said, everyone is not a fool, but they can't do such a stupid thing.

"In this case, when making clay tiles, it is necessary to control its weight, that is to say, clay tiles must be much thinner than clay bricks."

"But in this way, the problem will appear again. If it is thin, it will not be able to withstand the heavy rain. I am afraid that it will not be able to withstand the heavy rain like today."

The village head is worthy of being a wise old man, and his life experience is really good: "At that time, can we build another layer of thatch on top to reduce the invasion of rainwater on the clay tiles?"

Although this method is a method, the feasibility is not very high: "It is possible, but in case of strong winds, the thatch will still not be able to hold up, and it will be blown away. If it is covered, it will be worthless!"

The village head was silent, and he had no choice but to think for a long time before he said, "I don't know what good plan the girl has?"

Wei Chenrui shook his head: "I have nothing to do!"

Hearing that Wei Chenrui had no choice, everyone's mood became even more depressed, Xia Mang couldn't help shouting: "You can't even do anything, girl, then I'm afraid I can only think about this clay tile!"

Wei Chenrui shook his head again: "It's not!"

"Although I don't have a solution, people always come up with a solution and try it one by one to know if it works. When you were playing with mud when you were young, didn't you find a way to stop it from cracking the mud? ?”

"That's right! What the girl said is so right. Now that the busy season is over, we can try one by one if we have time. If one day doesn't work, we can take two days, and if two days don't work, we can take three days. We can always try!"

Xia Mang's eyes lit up, and he slapped his thigh excitedly, but he forgot that he was still holding Wei Chenrui's mattress toast in his hand, and almost brought the mattress to the brazier, but was quickly kicked away by Kaiyan who was watching .

Wei Chenrui was taken aback, patted his chest and said, "Uncle Xia Mang, I know you are very excited, please don't make my mattress a disaster, if I don't have a mattress, how can I sleep at night, in such a cold day .”

Xia Mang was also a little bit sorry: "It's mine, don't worry, Brother Kai's legs are fast, this mattress has not been affected, it's fine!"

"By the way, will brother Kai's actions involve injuries?"

Kai shook his head: "I'm fine!"

Wei Chenrui didn't want to make Xia Mang feel guilty because of this, so he hurriedly said: "Don't worry, my husband is very skilled, and he only moves his feet, but his upper body doesn't move at all, so it won't affect the injury."

(End of this chapter)