Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 150
Taiji Palace, Ziwei Palace.

Li Shimin patted Empress Changsun's hand, laughing until tears burst out.

"No! This idea is poisonous!"

Empress Changsun gave Li Shimin a charming look: "Erlang, the emperor, is not serious."

After finishing speaking, Empress Changsun couldn't help laughing.

Magical thought!
……

In Dunhua Square, the places where the stone slabs were missing or damaged were smoothed with local cement.

On both sides of the stone slab, on the ground that has been cleaned of debris, half of the place is staggered with cement.

The reason for the staggering is to make it easier for people to walk, and half the reason is to give the chickens a place to dig.

The five-sided, strip-shaped wooden box made of several wooden boards was mortized and tenoned, and Tie Dazhuang, wearing a mask, skillfully shoveled the mixed local cement into it, and smoothed it with a trowel.

The next thing is to see if God rewards or not!

Even in the scorching sun, it takes two or three days for the cement to solidify.

According to Lu Jiasheng's many experiments, it is determined that the degree of solidification in two or three days is the initial setting, and the final setting is roughly 30 to [-] days.

The strength of the initial setting soil method cement is about [-]% of the final setting.

The trouble is that it cannot be left to be exposed to the sun, it must be covered to a certain extent, and it even needs to be watered to ensure a certain humidity.

Tired, but the men in Dunhuafang have long been used to it.

How is it compared to dry loading and unloading in Webster's cart?
How is it compared to having to endure the furnace temperature from time to time in Xinghua Village?
It's just a matter of making two extra trips, and don't cheat on anyone, from the supervisory censor to Fangzheng, they all know how to beat people with jujube sticks!

Don't think about doing those things that are not there, think about the name Mashan.

Tie Xiaozhuang in Fangxue began to pay attention, he lost his temper, and even listened seriously, which surprised Li Zhengyi.

Although the progress is obvious, it is a pity that the foundation is too weak, and it is difficult to keep up after all.

But when Tie Xiaozhuang was honest and stopped making noise, the students in the workshop naturally calmed down, and no one stepped on the concrete pavement outside, and the boards on the side were removed after three days.

Five days later, on holidays and holidays, Fan Zheng paced the official steps with his hands behind his hands, listening to Lu Jiasheng ramble about how troublesome these cement boards and cement pavement were.

Hey, I have to get some dry grass for shade, and I have to sprinkle water on it for a long time to avoid overexposure.

Of course, it is much better than going outside to pull stones to polish yourself.

Fan Zheng stomped his foot hard, expressionless.

Lu Jiasheng laughed straight, "Is it numb?"

Fan Zheng rolled his eyes, why do you think you are the king of sketches?

Fan Zheng is still worried about the strength of the indigenous cement, after all, there is no steel for bones in this era.

Hey, do you want to add bamboo and rattan as bones?
Rattan weaving, Tie Dazhuang is just good at it.

Fan Zheng beat east and west, pulled Lu Jiasheng's jujube stick and poked and smashed it.

Hey, it's still the short jujube stick I used back then!

The wind was so strong that the locust tree in the workshop was shaking, its branches were beating wildly, and the leaves were dancing wildly all over the sky. Fan Zheng and others hurried to find a place to take shelter from the wind.

In the spring and summer of Chang'an, the wind is not small, and the wind disaster is also a project of state and county relief.

The door slammed hard against the frame;
The thin-waisted dog is looking for a place to hide in a hurry;
The chickens that did not escape back to the pen were blown up and flapped their wings in vain, but they were blown to nowhere;
Sand and rocks flew on the street, and many gray tiles were thrown into the yard and the street, leaving pieces of debris.

The wind became stronger and stronger, and a locust tree couldn't bear the pressure, so it uprooted and hit a prefabricated concrete slab heavily.

The sound should be quite loud, but it was completely covered by the howling wind.

Fortunately, there was no one on the street where the locust tree fell, and no casualties were caused.

The strong wind blew for half an hour, and finally dissipated, leaving only a mess on the ground.

Lu Jiasheng roared: "Drag the locust tree to the side, whoever wants to pull it back to use as firewood, chop it up for me tomorrow!"

"Lu Yisheng and Tie Dazhuang will lead people to inspect each house separately, report the loss, and make up for the lack of gray tiles!"

"Girls, clean up the scum! How about the cement board?"

The reasons for not resetting the locust tree are that the main root is broken, and the second is that it is not as sure of survival as replanting a new tree.

Fan Zheng walked quickly to the cement board and took a closer look.

Sure enough, as I expected, the boneless prefabricated cement board is not strong enough!

After bearing the heavy blow, a small half of the prefabricated slab was broken, and the road to replace the stone slab is long and long.

Lu Jiasheng waved his hands carelessly: "It's okay! Some stone slabs are not as hard as them."

Fan Zheng replied: "You're talking about weathered fossils! Yeah, you can break them apart with your hands! This cement board has obvious shortcomings!"

"What do you say, you can't use it?"

Fan Zheng responded: "I'm wondering whether to add bamboo and rattan weaving as bones."

Lu Jiasheng laughed and said, "Why don't you try the reed pipe?"

Fan Zheng's expression was unprecedentedly serious: "If you do this, it's pure tofu dregs, and people will die!"

Lu Jiasheng straightened his face: "Don't worry, this kind of thing is absolutely not allowed in Dunhuafang."

The clever tile dealer had already prepared a truckload of gray tiles, but he just sent a person to Dongshi to speak, and the gray tiles immediately added truckloads of gray tiles.

"Fast enough!" Lu Jiasheng praised.

The tile dealer smiled wryly: "Because all the workshops don't care about the mess of the residents, only your Dunhua workshop will buy in batches, and other places are purchased by each household by themselves."

Fan Zheng nodded silently.

It can't be said that other Fangzhengs are irresponsible. The key is that it is hard for a clever daughter-in-law to cook without rice. If there is no estate, who will use the money to do things?

Let Fangzheng advance payment?
Not to mention whether Fangzheng can afford to pay in advance, even if he can, it is already very conscientious for people not to pick up some money at home and send a fortune to Fangzheng. Who do you expect to pay back?
You mean Fan Zheng?

Hey, don't you know that the stunned youth back then had a great performance?

It might not be necessary to replace Fan Zheng, who is slowly becoming secular now!

The young men and women in the workshop joined hands to fill up the gray tiles for each household.

Hey, that's the problem with the gray tiles. They are too light, and even a few pieces can't be justified if they are not damaged in strong winds.

Even Fan Zheng's house flew a few pieces of gray tiles, but fortunately no people or animals were hurt.

Lu Jiasheng laughed and said: "Actually, your house is the last thing you need to repair the gray tiles. Anyway, the left school office of the general supervisor has already leveled the foundation for your house, and you will have to move soon!"

The homestead is next to Fangxue, and it was demolished and merged with several former houses.

Next to Jufang School, it is too lively when it is busy, and it is too deserted when it is deserted.

Qinglongfang Zhenghou Mo Chenyu finished taking care of the chores in the workshop, and hurried to Dunhuafang to see if his Erlang Chen Lijian was okay, he was relieved, but his eyes were attracted by the broken cement board.

Picking up an irregular fragment the size of a finger, Hou Mo Chen Yu folded it up vigorously, but the fragment remained motionless.

"Lu Jiasheng, how do you sell this thing?"

Hou Mo and Chen Yu's eyes turned blue.

"Fifty Wen?"

Lu Jiasheng made an offer cautiously.

A prefabricated slab of [-] jin of earth method cement is nine feet long, one foot and five inches wide, and three inches and six inches thick. Including materials and labor, the cost is less than [-] yuan.

Fuck off, it's no problem to sell forty coins, the asking price is ten coins higher to leave room for Hou Mo and Chen Yu to bargain.

"I want it! Qinglongfang buys 100 yuan!"

Hou Mo and Chen Yu patted his thigh and shouted.

(End of this chapter)