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Chapter 12 It's Not Too Cold This Winter

Xu Mu's words made Yang Guang pay attention again.

If this kind of thing called cement is cheap and easy to get, then...

The entire Sui Dynasty, I am afraid that earth-shaking changes will take place in the future.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Mu continued: "This thing is easy to obtain, easy to popularize, and most importantly, it is easy to build tall buildings!"

Because of its characteristics, it only needs to build a steel structure inside and lay a good foundation to make the building stable.

Compared with traditional wooden buildings, the difficulty will be much smaller.

Most of the buildings like the Forbidden City need to be contracted by a family of architects, and they can complete the design drawings and countless civilians.

In contrast, the advantages of cement are reflected.

After Xu Mu's dialing, Yang Guang also understood.

"Cement is really something that will benefit the people and the country forever." Yang Guang couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

When he returns to Dongdu in the future, he must do his best to promote this cement, Yang Guang thought to himself.

"So, don't think about exceeding the limit. In the future, the lord's mansion building may not be able to reach [-] meters." After drinking tea, Xu Mu put down his teacup, got up and left the Municipal Planning Department.

He was going to work in his lord's exclusive office.

Yang Guang leaned back on the chair and continued to sip his tea.

"This kid really knows how to enjoy it." Patting the chair, Yang Guang shook his head and smiled.

The chair he was sitting on had a backrest.

During the Sui and Tang Dynasties, it was popular for monarchs and ministers to sit on the ground, discuss Taoism, and discuss state affairs.

But again, Hu people don't like this.

Because of their geographical location, they live far outside the Great Wall, and the weather is very cold. They sit on four-legged stools, which are relatively short stools.

At this time, Hu stool has been spread to the Central Plains, and it is popular all over the country.

However, the Taishi chair with a backrest appeared only in the late Tang Dynasty.

So Yang Guanghui said that Xu Mu would enjoy it.

"But this twelfth lunar month, it's cold enough." The cold wind blowing outside the window, Yang Guang glanced at the glass-like transparent window, and quickly got up to close the window.

The snow has stopped today, the snow has melted, and the weather is the coldest.

As for the glazed glass, when Yang Guang first saw it, it was quite miraculous that he could see the outside from the inside.

It was later discovered that...every room in the Lord's Mansion is made of the same type of glass.

Just don't ask so many questions.

Anyway, these days in Wanmin City, the miraculous things he saw were everywhere.

……

The fourth floor of the Lord's Mansion.

Xu Mu is dealing with a rather important livelihood project.

It is called honeycomb coal household project.

It indicates the current registered household registration in Wanmin City, with a total of more than [-] households and a total population of more than [-] people.

And most of the people in his Wanmin City came in exile, and many of them were even alone.

Therefore, there are many household registrations, more than [-] households.

What Xu Mu is currently dealing with is the plan to enter the home of the heater.

Not long ago, the institute came out with something new.

The briquette mold has been built, and a coal yard has been established near the coal mine, and mass production of briquette has begun.

And according to the heat dissipation method of honeycomb coal, a heater and stove that can generate heat are designed.

What needs to be done now is to promote this heater to the residents outside Wanmin City.

Cement has not been widely used, and what they live in is still a wooden shed built by themselves.

Living outside the city, there have been several incidents of frostbite this winter.

With the help of the cotton coats distributed by Xu Mu before winter this year, none of the residents of Wanmin City was frozen to death.

Cotton clothes are also sewn by women in the city from the cotton grown in the cotton project fields.

Has a powerful warming effect.

Xu Mu distributed more than 1 sets for free.

Fortunately, the population is not large, otherwise the cotton he hoarded would not be enough.

Xu Mu picked up the item, signed his name on it, and stamped the official seal.

And the next batch: It should be implemented as soon as possible. Within three days, the whole city must popularize heaters.

Then he summoned a soldier wearing the black armor of the Iron Buddha and asked him to issue the order.

"It seems that there is not only a shortage of office support staff, but also small officials."

Xu Mu is seriously aware of his current staff shortage.

Among the 1 people, all the talents who can be screened and excavated have been scooped up by him.

Those who were physically strong were sent to him for training in the army.

Those who have a skill and are willing to sign a death contract are all sent to the research institute by him.

For those who did not want to enter the research institute, Xu Mu built a manufacturing factory alone, allowing these craftsmen to enter it and produce researched utensils such as curved plows, water trolleys, and heaters.

Because there are drawings, the technical difficulty is not high.

But there is still a lack of people.

He promises a large lord's mansion, and there is no one who sends documents.

"Should Zhang Mengnan come back and enter the mountain?"

Walking in front of the glass window, Xu Mu asked routinely, looking forward to seeing Zhang Xutuo.

……

Outside Wanmin City.

Outside the city, there are sparse, wooden huts and huts all over the mountainside and valley.

There are even some families that don't even have a place to stay and sleep.

Song Bin, the agricultural secretary of the potato project field, braved the wind and snow for the past two days, and finally harvested the potatoes.

I rested at home for a day today and did not go out to the potato field.

He has a mother-in-law, Liu Shi, who is the third, and he calls her Sanniang on weekdays.

"Sanniang, why is it so cold today? Let's burn more wood, we don't need food now, cook some potatoes and porridge."

Song Bin clutched the cotton coat distributed by the Lord's Mansion, shivering from the cold wind.

With a dark complexion, after he came to the deep mountains, he originally had the idea of ​​avoiding the corvee and going back after the corvee in the village was over.

But now...he didn't want to go back at all.

Can the outside be as good as here?
The imperial court only knows to collect corvees and taxes, and force the farmers to die.

"Understood, I know how many catties of potatoes you have obtained from the potato field, I'm proud of you." His wife, Liu Sanniang, was also wearing a calico padded coat.

She made this padded coat together in the garment factory.

At that time, several catties of grain were distributed.

There is no way, in this era, Xu Mu has nothing, and he relies on food to make a fortune.

So now... in Wanmin City, copper coins are not popular, but food is popular.

Real hard money!

So when Xu Mu recruits workers, he always uses food as wages.

"Hey, back then you refused to come with me to the mountains. Fortunately, I made up my mind. Otherwise, how could I meet such a master and catch up with such a good thing." Song Bin smiled, and followed Liu Sanniang, near the stove to keep warm .

"It's this year's day. I'm freezing to death. It would be great if I could live in a concrete house earlier. The Lord's Mansion is that house, and the wind can't get in at all."

Even though he kept breathing hot air into his palm, he still felt chilly.

But with the cotton coats, as in previous years, the thing of freezing to death should not happen.

"If you don't freeze to death, you are just a farmer. You have studied in a private school for several years, and you can read a few words. Do you still want to enjoy yourself?" Liu Sanniang gave him a stare and kicked him a few times.

Song Bin was thick-skinned, and laughed next to Liu Sanniang in the wooden shed he built, "Sanniang, you can't say that, my lord has praised me in public, saying that my potato field is promising, and I will share one-thousandth of it in the future." , think about it, 31 shi per mu..."

Just as Liu Sanniang was about to say something else, she suddenly heard a shout from outside: "Song Bin, Sanniang? Are you at home? The Lord's Mansion has sent a heater and briquettes, come out and get them."

Outside the house, there was a group of seven or eight people who were employed by the Lord's Mansion and were a special team for distributing items to the common people.

They were standing on the half-melted snow, shouting to the simple wooden shed.

"I'm coming."

Song Bin's eyes lit up, and he rushed out without thinking about talking to Liu Sanniang.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Song Bin knew that the Lord's Mansion sent this object to keep them warm.

"The lord said that this thing can be used for heating. By the way, remember to ventilate when burning this thing. During this period of time, there is not enough manpower to install a stove for you. When there are enough manpower later, the craftsmen from the manufacturing plant will come one by one to give you Install the fire stove, and then you don’t have to go up the mountain to cut firewood.”

The visitor briefly explained Xu Mu's administrative order, and hurried to the next house.

Because the administrative order said that it must be popularized in the whole city within three days.

After sending these people away, Song Bin took a lot of effort to move the heater into the house.

This stove is about half his height, with a thick wall and a hollow space in the middle. It seems that it is used to store that kind of coal?

Liu Sanniang came out of the kitchen and saw Song Bin playing with the stove, she said casually, "What's the use of such a small stove? Can it be used for heating?"

"It's not like we haven't used coal before. It's expensive to die, and it's still full of smoke when it burns. If you want me to say, it's better to return it?" Liu Sanniang couldn't help muttering when she saw the honeycomb coal again.

Song Bin was only focused on studying how to burn the stove without raising his head.

Liu Sanniang muttered a few words, then shook her head and went to the kitchen.

In her opinion, this kind of thing launched by the Lord's Mansion is really useless.

But it's free, no money, just let Song Bin play it.

About a quarter of an hour later.

"San Niang, San Niang, come, come! How do you feel in the room?" Song Bin's voice came from the front room.

Liu Sanniang walked out of the kitchen, prepared to be choked by the smoke, but found out...

"What's going on? The weather has warmed up?" In this front room, she actually felt a little hot.

Song Bin showed a mysterious smile, pointed at the stove and said with a laugh: "Otherwise, how can you say that you are a woman, this is the effect of the stove sent by the lord."

In the stove, he lit two briquettes.

The honeycomb burns slowly, and the heat is transferred to the surrounding air through the furnace wall.

The ambient temperature is slowly rising.

At this moment, Liu Sanniang also became interested. She leaned over and saw the strange shape, the porous coal was burning slowly, but there was no smoke.

She couldn't help asking: "The coal we burned before had so much smoke, why is there no smoke at all?"

Song Bin laughed and said, "In the past, we burned charcoal instead of coal, and the coal produced by the lord, how can it produce smoke?"

"And you see, the lord sent out ten briquettes at a time this time, and I observed that two briquettes are enough to burn for a whole day."

Liu Sanniang went over to take a look, and found that it was true. After burning for so long, the briquettes were still burning slowly, and many places were not even lit.

"It's all right now. We don't have to starve and suffer from cold this winter. We have been with you for so long, and we can finally have a good winter."

Liu Sanniang embraced Song Bin happily, and kissed him fiercely.

In the Sui and Tang Dynasties, the atmosphere was open, and this kind of thing often happened in the countryside, especially in my own home.

Song Bin was also grinning. For a moment, he thought that next spring, the lord would appoint him to preside over the potato field reclamation and expansion project.

(End of this chapter)