God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

The easiest way is to directly get a big stone more than two feet high to stand here.

But time is urgent and delivery is not possible.

Another way is to use a few stones to pile up.

However, due to the limitation of length and width, they are piled up directly, and when they reach a certain height, they will tilt and collapse.

Hou Yi led people and made more than a dozen plans, but none of them worked in the end.

"The biggest problem is that these stones cannot be firmly connected together. Moreover, there are gaps between the stones, which cannot meet the aesthetic requirements mentioned by the county magistrate. It is too difficult!" Hou Yi said scratching his head.

Make plans one by one!

Was overthrown again!

Half a day has passed, but the project has not progressed at all!

Hou Yi was so anxious that his lips were blistered!

It was almost dark.

An assistant said: "Young Master Hou, how about asking the county magistrate?"

Hou Yi asked in surprise: "Can the county magistrate have a solution? You know, I discussed it with Mr. Lu before, but he didn't have any good ideas!"

The assistant said with a smile: "Young Master Hou, I'm afraid you don't know that the shopping center in Chang'an, Xin Guozijian, Renmin Avenue, and Banshan Academy were built under the leadership of Mr. Lu, but many problems were solved by the county government."

Hou Yi's eyes lit up: "I see! I'm going to find the county magistrate."

After speaking, he hurried to the county government office.

When he came to the gate of the county government office, Hou Yi saw a person walking towards him. He was very familiar. When he raised his head, he was stunned and shouted in surprise: "Father..."

That's right, the person walking towards him was Hou Yi's father, Hou Junji, the minister of the Ministry of War!

Hou Junji turned his head, saw Hou Yi, and asked curiously, "Who are you?"

This man is dressed in tatters, his hair is messy, his face is covered with dust, and he is not very thin. He even called him father, isn't he sick?

Hou Yi said excitedly: "Father, I am Yi'er!"

"Yi'er..."

Hou Junji stepped forward and looked carefully, only to realize that this was his youngest son Hou Yi.

Not seeing each other for a few months, Hou Yi lost weight and turned dark, like a beggar, but Hou Junji didn't recognize him.

"My son...you have suffered!" Hou Junji said with a trembling voice, his eyes flushed!

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Chapter 785 Cement

The father and son, who haven't seen each other for a long time, should have cried and talked freely.

Unexpectedly, Hou Yi shook his head violently: "Father, I still have something to do, let's go first!"

After speaking, he turned around and ran away.

With his hands still in the air, Hou Junji shouted, "Yi'er..."

But Hou Yi didn't look back.

Hou Junji looked confused: "My son, did my son have a stroke? Why didn't you even care about being a father?"

On the other side, Hou Yi has already hurried into Du He's yard, seeing Du He eating barbecue with Ma Zhou, he can only stand aside and wait obediently.

After a long while, Du He turned his head and found that there was another person, he was startled: "Ah, who are you stalking the sun?"

Hou Yi widened his eyes and said, "County Lord, I'm Hou Yi. You just came to Anhu Avenue yesterday and asked me to build those two big stone monuments. Did you forget?"

"Oh, it turned out to be Mr. Hou. Disrespect and disrespect. Are you here to announce the good news? This young master said in front of everyone that if you fail to do this, I will beat you to death... Even if you are Mr. Hou My son, I will do what I say, and what I talk about most is credit!" Du He said while eating barbecue, and handed Hou Yi one by the way.

Hou Yi looked at it, but didn't dare to take it, and said in a low voice: "You gave me two days, the county magistrate, and this is only the first day. I encountered some troubles, so I came here to ask the magistrate for advice."

"you say!"

Hou Yi briefly talked about the difficulties he encountered.

After hearing this, Du He clapped his hands and said, "You mean, you can't find a thing for the time being that can make those big rocks join together and can't be fixed, right?"

"Exactly, please enlighten me, the county magistrate!"

"This matter is not easy to solve, but it's not impossible, let me think about it!" Du He rubbed his chin, fell into deep thought, turned around and went back to the room.

Hou Yi was full of joy.

Sure enough, it was right to come to the county magistrate.

So, he stood at the door and waited quietly.

Besides, when Du He returned to the house, he kept chanting two words: "Cement... cement..."

Cement is the most common and indispensable thing in the construction of later generations. As large as a skyscraper with hundreds of floors, as small as a pigsty, cement is inseparable.But in this era, there is not even the shadow of the ancestor of cement.

If you can get this thing out, it will definitely have epoch-making significance.

Du He leaned over to the table and began to think hard.

Strange but familiar memories flooded in.

One afternoon, when his roommates were all out to play, Du He stayed in the dormitory alone, and inadvertently clicked on a certain video website, and a title caught his attention: How to build a cement house on a deserted island.

At that time, Du He sneered, he must be crazy, where did the cement come from on the desert island.

With a critical attitude, he clicked on the video, only to find that it was a foreign master who wanted to make cement himself.

Du He watched with relish, engraving many details deeply in his mind.

He spread out the paper and carefully recorded the details he remembered.

……

Half an hour.

an hour.

Two hours passed quickly.