Weird things are rampant: I enthroned gods in another world

t the reluctant Liu Han’er on the ground and shouted: “Uncle Meng!”

“Well, Xiao Xuan, you find a place to sit down first, we will have dinner here later. Originally, during dinner, I was going to call What about you? Your aunt just cut some meat today to make soup.” Liu Meng put down the paper horse he had just made.

Who would have thought that such a mighty big man could actually make something like a paper man or horse. Anyway, Henry Zhang always felt a sense of violation.

“Okay, Uncle Meng. There is still something to do in the store. I will come over during dinner.” Henry Zhang was not polite. With the relationship between the two families, he would always order delicious food and even eat it together. of.

“That’s OK! Just be busy if you have something to do. Just remember to come over for dinner.” Liu Meng nodded directly.

“What are you doing here now?”

“Uncle Meng, is there any sand left on the stove when you cooked the stove last time?”

“Sand? Yes, there is a lot left. Why, is it useful?” ”

Great. Uncle Meng, I recently received two large customized statues and need some sand.”

“Customized large statues?”

“Yes, Uncle Meng, ordered from Liujiacun! They said that the ancestral hall and ancestral land need to replace the two large statues!”

” Oh, Liujia Village! I heard that during the Chinese New Year at the end of last year, evil spirits attacked and many people died! However, just changing the statues didn’t work!” Liu Meng was a little confused.

“Well, they said they invited an old scholar who had just passed away to live in the ancestral hall and prepare to hold a grand ceremony!” Henry Zhang explained.

“So that’s how lucky you are!” Liu Meng suddenly realized.

“The sand is in the backyard, Han’er, take your brother over and have a look.” Liu Meng turned to Liu Han’er who was sitting on the chair and said.

“Go and see if it’s enough, Xiaoxuan. If it’s not enough, Uncle Meng will go outside the city to get some tomorrow.”

Liu Han’er was sulking as she watched the two of them just talking and completely ignoring her. When her father called her, she rolled her eyes at Liu Meng, said “Humph…”, jumped off the chair, grabbed one of Henry Zhang’s hands, led him to the backyard, and said: “Brother, let’s go to the backyard to play.”

As Henry Zhang followed Liu Haner to the backyard, he turned around and said to Liu Meng: “Okay, Uncle Meng, I’ll go over and take a look first. It won’t take much, it should be enough. If it’s not enough, let’s talk.” Liu Meng watched the two people walk into the backyard and laughed

. , turned around and continued the paper-tying work at hand.

Chapter 16 Doorkeeper Liu Meng?

Lingshaju.

Henry Zhang put the sand and soil he had just retrieved next to him, and first spread a layer of tarpaulin on the ground to prevent the loss of moisture for a while.

Henry Zhang first poured the newly dug soil on the tarpaulin, and patted it with a shovel, breaking the large pieces of soil into small pieces, and then continued patting.

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Liu Haner started to watch from the side, but she just watched Henry Zhang patting the soil, so she also picked up a small shovel in the yard and helped Henry pat it.

Although the little girl is not old, she is still the kind of person who has been in charge of her family for a long time and can do many tasks.

Henry Zhang glanced at her and waved his hand, meaning that the little girl could just go and play nearby.

When the little girl saw this, she stuck out her tongue at Henry Zhang, but her men didn’t stop.

Henry Zhang smiled when he saw this and said no more.

After feeling that the soil was almost beaten, I shoveled a shovelful of plaster, spread it on top of the soil, and continued to beat. Then, take another shovelful of sand and continue beating. After beating the sand, grab two handfuls of wheat bran from the earthen pot and sprinkle it on top, and continue beating.

A layer of soil, a layer of plaster soil, a layer of sand, and then sprinkle a handful of wheat bran. Keep beating in this order and keep adding; during this process, keep sprinkling some water to maintain humidity.

Henry Zhang in his previous life had never done this kind of physical work. However, Henry Zhang, who has inherited the body memory of this life, is already familiar with these things and has no feeling of sluggishness.

You can see that various materials gradually blend together under the constant beating of the shovel, and no traces of soil, plaster and sand can be distinguished anymore. The addition of wheat bran can very well increase the viscosity and plasticity of the entire mixed soil. Firmness after shaping.

Henry Zhang looked at the fruits of his labor and nodded with satisfaction. He straightened up, stretched out, let go of the shovel, and moved his arms. If the original owner was to do this, he would have to rest several times. It was probably like this After a while, I already felt soreness in my back. But Henry Zhang didn’t feel anything at all, and even felt that his body felt more comfortable after doing these tasks.

Am I just a toiler? Henry Zhang thought to himself and couldn’t help but shook his head in amusement. His current physical fitness is fundamentally different from that of the original owner.

Henry Zhang lifted the bucket and poured the water down gently. When he felt that the water was almost there, he picked up the shovel and began to stir and stir. With continuous stirring, the mixed soil gradually becomes mud-like, becomes more and more viscous, and finally forms a lump.

Putting down the shovel, Henry Zhang pulled out another tarpaulin and covered the mixed mud that had become lumpy. He left it overnight and could use it tomorrow.

After finishing his work, Henry Zhang took the little girl into the house, picked up a towel and helped the little girl wipe her hands and face, as well as some mud spots splashed on her body, and then washed and cleaned herself.

After cleaning up, Henry Zhang went to get a small pot of wine, and then he was pulled by the little girl and left the Lingsha Residence.

This is brewed by my adoptive father himself, and he is reluctant to drink it on weekdays. After brewing, pour it from the big jar into small pots, and then put them in the cellar. Every time there is a festival, a small pot is taken out, which is about half a catty, enough for the old man to drink for two or three days.

“Slow down, Han’er, you’re about to break my brother’s hand!” To be honest, Henry Zhang felt that he was much younger when he was fooling around with Liu Han’er, even though he was not very old himself.

Having said that, Henry Zhang was still pulled by the little girl a few steps into the paper shop.

Liu Meng raised his head and saw him and said: “Go quickly, you will be fine soon! Hey…you kid, come as soon as you come, why bring any wine with you!” He said this, but looked at the wine bottle in Henry Zhang’s

hand , Liu Meng’s eyes were shining.

Henry Zhang naturally knew Liu Meng’s hobby, he was very fond of wine, but he only drank occasionally. One is because my aunt is strict, and the other is because in a world where food and clothing are a problem for most people, wine is not cheap, and most people can’t drink a few times a year. The money spent to buy one kilogram of hops is enough to buy more than ten kilograms of brown rice, enough to feed a family of three for more than ten days.

Of course, Liu Meng is not actually poor. If you don’t believe it, take a look at the paper shop. It is larger than Henry Zhang’s Ling Sculpture House, and it is also a brick building. A family that can afford to build a brick house is not considered poor. As for drinking every day, I guess the mayor’s family can’t even afford it. But Liu Meng could still afford it if he drank once every ten and a half days.

Henry Zhang rolled his eyes and said: “Oh, Uncle Meng, you don’t want to drink! Wait, I’ll put the wine bac