Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 130 Shaded Area
I went to Jiang's Medicine Store in Dongshi City to grab some antidiarrheal medicines containing ginseng, Poria cocos, and Atractylodes macrocephala, and a group of three people drove a donkey cart, wandering towards Dunhuafang.

Lu Yisheng wanted Sun Jiu to get out of the car several times and put Fan Zheng on it, but Fan Zheng stopped him.

If you want to do a full set of acting, if you reveal your secrets halfway, not only Fan Zheng will lose face, but Mu Feihong and Wannian County will also be humiliated because of this.

When the donkey cart arrived at Sun Jiu's house, Fan Zheng followed Sun Jiu and Lu Yisheng into the room, nodding slightly.

In Sun Jiu's house, there are still few belongings, but they are roughly arranged in an orderly manner, so I should pay a little attention to the image.

Asking Lu Yisheng to look outside, Fan Zheng put down the medicine bag: "I know you don't need to take medicine, but you have to decoct medicine for these two days, and the medicine soup can be poured into the ditch quietly."

"I know that you have a sense of propriety and know how to play tricks, but I still have to remind you not to hurt innocent people."

Sun Jiucha, standing upright, said: "The order of the supervisory censor, the little old man should obey, and try to use these tricks on the right way as much as possible. However, that Mashan is too ugly, and the old man doesn't have that taste. It's just a joke. Played a trick to make him feel like he was being...hehe."

No wonder the doctor couldn't find anything abnormal!
Sages, seek the psychological shadow area of ​​Mashan.

Not to mention Fan Zheng's hypocrisy, if Sun Jiu is really hehe, it will still make him feel a little bit stuck. As for whether it is a trick or an illusion, or simply Sun Jiu's prevarication, it doesn't matter.

Mashan's household registration was forcibly moved to Bashui, and Wannian County also left him a way out. He must look after the mausoleum of King Yihuang, General Jianxiao Youwei, and Turkic Jieli Khan Ashina Dubi at the same time. The tomb of Tuyuhunxie, an official Hu Luda who committed suicide and was buried with him.

Although cremation was carried out according to the Turkic custom at that time, the ashes must be covered with soil bags, right?

There are only ten families in Linghu, but all of them look vicious. Even their mothers-in-law are big and round, and they don't argue with you when they disagree with each other. They just use their fists to reason.

It wasn't until one time that several mausoleum households quarreled in Turkic dialect that Ma Shan vaguely guessed that these ten families were probably the most powerful personal guards under the Turkic Khan's tent back then, known as Fuli.

Woohoo, it's scary, Fan Zheng is just beating people with jujube sticks, they really know how to kill people!

Countless Buddhas, countless gods, save poor Ma Shan, Ma Shan knows his mistake!
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The wasteland outside the animal charcoal workshop.

Apart from Fan Zheng, Brother Lu Jiasheng, and Sun Jiu, even Aunt Fan and her children came together.

The weather was rare and sunny, and even the air felt faintly warm, so Mi Fei and Li Zhengyi simply changed the curriculum and asked the children to carry small brooms and dustpans to clean the workshop.

Li Zhengyi was still holding a ruler and guarding the gate of the workshop to prevent the students from slipping out. Tie Xiaozhuang took the ruler again, and then showed off to his classmates with a playful smile.

This is a natural restlessness.

Lu Yi grew up a bit, and knew that he used a shovel to shovel this small piece of sundries, exposing the hard loess.

The powders blended in various proportions were packed into a small bag and marked with A, B, C, D.

Several people held shovels, poured out the powder, mixed a little water in proportion, and after stirring, spread the powder on the ground with trowels.

Tie Xiaozhuang approached on tiptoe, intending to step on it.

Fan Zheng laughed and scolded: "Skin monkey! You want to go to heaven! Wait until it's dry before stepping on it!"

Tie Xiaozhuang sticks out his tongue and shrinks his neck: "Think about it! Uncle, or you will send me to heaven!"

Laughing and cursing again and again, everyone was amazed by Tie Xiaozhuang's skin, and even Tie Dazhuang, who came back from his shift, couldn't help laughing.

There is no way, the temper passed down from his ancestors, Tie Dazhuang was so skinny back then.

Fan Zheng froze for a moment.

It doesn't seem to be impossible, you can still try something with low technological content, because it is safe and sexy.

The sun was westward, and the ground was still not dry, so people had to use wooden boards to block it.

At noon the next day, Lu Jiasheng excitedly found Fan Zheng and told him that the ground was dry.

Well, on the solid ground, the footprints of two and a half big hemp shoes poke the eyes like that.

Zhen Xing pointed at Tie Xiaozhuang old-fashionedly: "Uncle told you not to step on it, but you just don't listen!"

Tie Xiaozhuang made a face.

It can be seen that Tie Xiaozhuang is not a person who follows the rules by nature.

Fan Zheng picked up a hammer, eighty, eighty...

Lu Jiasheng’s records: No. A broke after being subjected to ten hammers, which is moderate; No. B broke after being subjected to eight hammers;

Ding, Wu Hammer, garbage!
Li Zhengyi, who likes miscellaneous learning, couldn't help asking: "Supervisor Censor, this thing is very wonderful, I don't know what it is called?"

Fan Zheng looked up and thought for a while: "A man is mud, and a woman is water. If you form a family, let's call it cement!"

Of course, the endurance test is only one aspect.

Durable performance is to stand the test of time and be exposed to wind, sun and rain.

For the ground with these ratios, Lu Jiasheng found lacquers and painted them with serial numbers one by one.

Other ratios will be scheduled later to find the optimal formula.

Mi Fei clapped her hands: "A man is mud, and a woman is water. This is a wonderful saying. Wait for me to write it in the book!"

Hey hey, pay attention to the size, no, shame, don’t learn from the author of "The Chaos and the Wild", Zhang Zhuo (zhuó), who writes eclectic novels like "You Xian Cave", and is labeled as "sexy and undisciplined" So much so that only Wa country preserved the book.

Gentlemen of morality, if you want to criticize the originator of novels with bad habits, don’t look for Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng of the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Jue of the Tang Dynasty is the ancestor.

Li Zhengyi was more concerned about practicality, so he thought about it for a while: "Is this used for paving roads, gluing bricks and stones, and for the surface of the wall?"

Fan Zheng nodded: "It is said that the construction of large buildings such as city walls needs to be glued with sorghum (sorghum) and glutinous rice. I just thought, how good it would be to save these grains for people to eat! So I took pains to think about this cement as a substitute. It’s just to make people eat more.”

The records in "Tiangong Kaiwu" also show that many ancient buildings use lime, glutinous rice juice, carambola and rattan pulp as bonding materials.

Needless to say, the quality is durable.

It can consume food, but it is not a big or a small disadvantage.

Fan Zheng's words were of course bright and beautiful words, and his original intention was just to find a new way of making money for the animal charcoal workshop.

If it is possible, Fan Zheng even wants to recall the ordinary laborers in Xinghua Village in batches, so as to digest the labor force in a new way.

In Fan Zheng's workshop in Dunhuafang, the improvement of the welfare security in the workshop is incidental, and the main purpose has always been to digest the labor force so as not to be controlled by others.

There was light clapping, and a benevolent green-robed official praised: "Sun Xing, the general secretary of Zhongshu Province, congratulates Fan Zheng, the supervisory censor! With such kindness, my father would like to become a year-old friend with the supervisory censor!" .”

From the sixth grade, he was in charge of the housekeeper, in charge of the reception of the court, and in charge of the Sifang Pavilion for the reception of foreign envoys.

Sun Xing's age is obviously higher than that of Fan Laoshi, how old is he?

(End of this chapter)