Ma'am help, the general is in trouble again

Chapter 20 Rebuilding Home
Zheng Quchi was actually not sure whether he was from Julu Kingdom or not.

She planned to wait for Qiu's injury to heal, and then ask him carefully, what happened between "Brother Qing" and the people of Julu Kingdom back then, which made him think that "Brother Qing" was a betrayal.

This matter cannot be rushed, but what is more urgent in front of us is naturally to repair the house.

There is a price to pay for staying at someone else's house, and it's not easy for her to earn money, and every cent she pays is painful.

She had excitedly planned to build a duplex high-rise country house before, trying to envy her neighbors and be taller, but later she found out that there are status and class restrictions on housing in this era.

What kind of status do you have, you can only live in a house of what standard.

Just like a farmer, if you make a windfall, if you build a house that is more luxurious than the official, once you are found out, you will face a prison sentence.

So even if she is ambitious, she can only work hard on the materials and appearance, and can't have greedy ideas of occupying the hills and opening up manors.

She also specially visited the current level of housing construction in Ye Kingdom.

Basically, the poor live in thatched cottages, just like their family and Brother Yang’s before.

Farmers with a little family background live in rammed earth houses, and craftsmen with better household registrations live in fenced courtyards with wooden structures and yellow mud walls.

As for the houses in the county town, she has never seen them before, so she won't compare them.

The characteristics of these houses are that they are simple and easy to build, but they are not strong in insulation, poor in durability, rough in appearance, and not fireproof and riot-proof.

She is a civil engineer, so she naturally doesn't intend to copy and paste the same as others.

But if a modern cement and steel bar house is to be built, it would take too much energy and time to calcinate cement and refine steel bars and other auxiliary materials based on her current conditions.

In the end, under a compromise, she chose to build a simple but strong adobe house.

The earth-brick house was very popular in the 70s and [-]s, mainly because of its high cost performance, which is her first choice for low-cost houses at present.

The next day, before dawn, Zheng Quchi got up vigorously. She came to the old house that had been burned and smoky.

She picked up a stick of wood, and with light brown eyes like precision instruments, she quickly visually measured the size of the land.

After thinking about it again, she began to draw the ground line on the ground.

Brother Sang, who came over, took Sang Yaomei and watched her bow her back.

"Brother Qing, what are you doing?"

"Brother, draw the ground line first, and then dig the trench."

Brother Sang was dazed. He had only seen other people repair houses, and he didn't know exactly what to do.

But he didn't understand, and Brother Qing naturally didn't understand enough, he just thought she was messing around now.

He sighed: "Don't think about it, let's go and hire a mason and carpenter."

People have special skills. If you don't understand something, you can only hire someone who understands it. No matter how much you want to save money, you can't mess around.

Zheng Quchi immediately objected: "You have to save money, I understand what they understand, and they may not understand what I understand."

"What do you know?" Brother Sang asked with a headache.

Zheng Quchi spoke eloquently: "I can build a camp, but building a house can be difficult for me? Brother, don't worry, leave it to me."

Again.

Brother Sang sometimes really doesn't understand where her self-confidence comes from.

Obviously before... she was quiet and reticent, but now she is decisive and eloquent, full of fallacies.

After watching her draw a frame on the ground, he went to get the ink fountain to judge the straightness. After seeing that it was correct, he picked up the ax and ran to the slope of the ditch again, chopped a few thick bamboos and carried them back.

When he first saw Zheng Quchi carrying a hundred catties with that short body, Brother Sang's eyes almost went straight.

"You, why do you have such great strength?"

Zheng Quchi naturally didn't want to hide anything from those close to her. She thought of an excuse in advance: "I used to be strong, but I just pretended that I didn't want to work."

Hearing these lazy words, Brother Sang choked in his throat, angry and helpless, he didn't know what to say about her for a moment.

He asked angrily, "What are you cutting bamboo for now?"

"It has a magical effect. The charcoal sparks and residual heat left in the burnt house, I plan to build a shelf on it."

"Shelf? You want to bake something?"

"Used to bake clay bricks."

"What are adobes?" Brother Sang asked with a question mark on his face.

"For building a house."

She chopped more than a dozen bamboos in a row, split each of them into four pieces with an axe, and then wove them together with the peeled flexible bamboo skins as ropes to form a wide mat.

Then take the stone and build it up on the ground where Mars is not extinguished.

She considers that although the weather is dry and windy recently, it is necessary to quickly dehydrate the adobe. Using this method of slow fire and fine draining is the most time-saving method.

Build a circle around it, put a few rows on it, and quickly dry out hundreds of earth bricks at one time, and repeat it again and again, and it won't take long to make up the amount of earth bricks she wants.

But it should be noted that it is easy to crack when the fire is too high, and it cannot meet her fast drying requirements if it is too small.

Brother Sang was amazed to see Zheng Quchi making the bamboo mat in an orderly manner with his agile movements.

"This...how did you learn it?"

"Taught by an old carpenter in the camp." She opened her mouth and came.

After the site where the clay bricks were baked was finished, she hurriedly ran to the woods to cut wood.

With great strength, she split the wood with a few clicks, then cut out four long planks with a saw and riveted them together to make a hollow rectangular wooden frame.

"What... are you doing again?" Brother Sang asked seriously this time.

The main reason is that he didn't understand everything she did, but he felt that she seemed to have a plan in her head and was proceeding step by step.

Zheng Quchi took time out of his busy schedule to reply: "The mold of the earthen embryo."

What is this?
On this day, Zheng Quchi was so busy that he couldn't keep his hands full, and Brother Sang, although his legs and feet were handicapped, couldn't help her much, but he refused to go back to rest and insisted on staying with her, wanting to see what she could do.

Sang Yaomei didn't understand anything, she just thought it was fun for the second brother to run around.

She would also help her with a small tool, pick up scrap wood and insist on sawing it like her, but Brother Sang sternly told her several times not to make trouble.

That night, Zheng Quchi was spread out on the bed after a hard day's work, so tired that he didn't even want to move a finger.

Seeing her so tired, Big Brother Sang's eyes showed distress: "Tomorrow, Big Brother will go to the village to find out if there is anyone who can help. It's too much for you alone."

After working all day, Zheng Quchi also understood that building a house is a big project, so she didn't refuse this time.

"Don't look for craftsmen, they want money, just find some strong ones, give me help, and do simple things."

Brother Sang was amused by her.

I didn't know that she was such a money addict before, she was like a wild animal, she could only get in and out.

Seeing her lying on the bed, looking drowsy, Brother Sang asked Sang Yaomei to twist a handkerchief and bring it, wiped her face and hands, and let her fall asleep with peace of mind.

In his sleep, a huge hand suddenly grabbed Zheng Quchi's neck from the black mist.

(End of this chapter)