I am old in the Han Dynasty

"It's me. What's wrong?" Li Zheng said loudly.

Xie Lang opened his mouth, suppressing his anger, "Sooner or later, I will be so mad at you."

"How do you talk to Li Zheng?" Xie Jianye slapped him on the back.

Xie Lang staggered for a moment when he was photographed, and wanted to curse, so he took a deep breath and pointed to the east, "Look for yourself."

"Very good." Xie Jianye looked at it, "It can be built now."

Everyone nodded.

Seeing this, Xie Lang resisted the urge to swear, "Isn't it one foot wide?"

"Little brother has really good eyes." The bricklayer praised him generously.

Xie Jianye understood why Xie Lang was angry, "With a rake so wide, and some iron and wood, Sanlang won't be able to work inside. It's okay if it doesn't rain, he works in the courtyard. When it rains, he can only rest."

Everyone suddenly realized, and turned to Lizheng one after another.

Lizheng subconsciously wanted to defend himself, but when he thought that the plow harrow he saw yesterday was one foot long, and he asked the mason to dig a foot wide, including the walls on both sides, the old man blushed and said awkwardly: "...I forgot to ask you .”

"Then you still—"

Xie Jianye slapped Xie Lang on the back again, "Go and bring in the wood from outside." Not allowing Xie Lang to speak, he pushed him hard.

Xie Lang staggered and stabilized his body. He had already reached the gate, "Uncle!"

"Go move the wood." Xie Jianye roared.

Xie Lang was still about to say something, but he saw Xie Jianye keep winking at him, to save Li Zheng some face.

"I won't teach you how to make a plow and a rake." Turn around and leave.

Li Zheng worried, "Jianye, Saburo—"

"Don't pay attention to him, he's spoiled by his parents." Xie Jianye glanced out, "When his parents were alive, he wouldn't even talk to me when he was upset. I'll have to change his bad temper sooner or later." Immediately Asked Li Zheng, "How big do you think the house should be?"

Xie Lang wasn't at home, even though the villagers wanted to help him build the house sooner, they didn't dare to make decisions for him.

When Lizheng came over and saw that the wall had been knocked down, the masons Xie Chun'e found were chatting idlely in twos and threes, so she decided to order the masons to dig the foundation.

After what Xie Jianye said, Lizheng didn't dare to be self-righteous anymore, "Ask Saburo."

Xie Lang came in and threw the wood on the ground, glanced at Xie Jianye, I'll show you face today.

He went to the kitchen to carry a bag of plant ash and handed it to the mason, "Use this to draw lines."

Seeing that he had even prepared the things for drawing lines, everyone was sure that Xie Lang understood, and it was Li Zheng who didn't understand.

Li Zheng also understood that he asked the mason to dig like that, firstly to save some bricks for Xie Lang, secondly, he subconsciously believed that the side room was just for storing sundries and cooking, and it didn't need to be too big.

Xie Lang didn't have time to care what everyone thought, walked to the corner of the main room, turned around and took a step south, drew a line to the east with his foot on the ground, and said: "Counting the walls, each room is [-] feet wide and [-] feet deep. The circle is one foot wide and one foot five deep. Start digging from here."

"No! It's too close to the main room." Xie Jianye said, "There must be at least five feet between the main room and the side room."

When Xie Lang planted wheat, he deliberately set aside two feet. At that time, he considered that it was too close to the base of the wall, so the wheat could not see the sun, and it would not be able to grow after planting.

It's just right now, "When the main house is built tomorrow, it will be extended by a foot." Xie Lang said.

Xie Jianye thought about it, nodded and said, "Then do this."

"Just dig like this. Don't leave until noon, I will make bamboo shoot soup for everyone to drink."

"You just make it for them, and we'll go home and eat."

I don't know who said something, and the other villagers followed suit.

Xie Lang immediately asked, "There is only soup without cakes, and you don't want to eat?"

"I knew you kid couldn't be so generous." Li Zheng continued.

Xie Lang snorted: "You are wrong."

"Are you going to make meat for us guys?" Li Zheng asked casually when he saw the meat hanging on the tree.

Xie Lang nodded, "I really think so."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Xie Lang one after another, as if they didn't know him.

Xie Lang smiled and didn't say anything. When he got to the kitchen, he planned to wash the salt jar and pour the salt he bought yesterday into it.

Seeing that there was water in the jar, Xie Lang was about to pour it into the stone trough where the cows were fed, when he walked to the side of the cowshed, he suddenly thought, "The water in my salt jar is brine, right?"

Seeing that Xie Lang was angry, Xie Guang's father was worried that he and Li were going to fight, so he followed him in just now and rested in Xie Lang's courtyard.

Seeing Xie Lang looking at him, Xie Guang's father hooked his head and looked, "It's bittern."

"You have to keep it, it's a good thing." Xie Lang hurriedly put it back, took out a big bowl and poured the salt into it.

Li Zheng was very speechless, "Can you meet again, kid? You don't even want to throw away the salt water."

"You don't understand, I don't care about you." Xie Lang replied, and went to wash two pieces of pickled pork.Then roughly check the number of people, cut the pork into pieces, put them in two clay pots on average, add half a pot of water, and put them on the stove in the courtyard to cook.

Li Zheng couldn't help looking at Xie Lang, "Are you still Saburo?"

"It's guaranteed to be fake." Xie Lang turned to Xie Guang, "Light it up. I'll go wash the bamboo shoots."

The bamboo shoots were washed and cut into pieces for later use, Xie Lang went to the courtyard and saw that he was fine, so he went to cook for the little tiger.

Seeing that Xie Lang was alone in the kitchen, Xie Jianye lingered in to persuade him, "The man in Lizheng wants to save face, so don't quarrel with him in front of outsiders. What's more, it's your elder, you take advantage of it, talk back to him, others Not even talking about your reason."

"I don't want to either. I demolished the wall without making any noise, and even helped me dig the foundation." Xie Lang glanced outside and saw that no one was coming, "If you don't say anything this time, you can directly demolish my house next time."

Xie Jianye: "No."

"I'll move all my things to the new house on the east side some other day, so it won't be a surprise." Xie Lang snorted, not wanting to listen to Xie Jianye's nagging, so he asked, "Is the uncle's house ready?"

Seeing this, Xie Jianye no longer scolded him.

Gein, if it were him today, he would have to fight Li Zheng.

Xie Jianye followed Xie Lang's words and said, "It's almost done. We can plant wheat in the afternoon." Suddenly remembered something, "How much do you plan to give them?"

The wages of the masons had been agreed long ago.This "they" refers to the villagers.

Xie Lang said: "They all came here on their own initiative, and they won't even ask for it. I'll make them something delicious tomorrow." Suddenly smelling a smell of meat, he quickly asked, "Xie Guang, is it the meat in the jar?" alright?"

"Yes, yes. Don't burn it?"

Bamboo shoots are still in the pot.

Xie Lang said: "It needs to be burned for a while. Uncle will eat here at noon." He went out with a basket of bamboo shoots, put half of the bamboo shoots in a clay pot, and put half a bowl of lard residue in it, and the pot was full immediately.

Xie Guang couldn't help swallowing, "Uncle Sanlang, are you mine?"

"All of them." Xie Lang said.

The teenagers who had already smelled the smell of meat couldn't help asking, "There are also ours?"

"All, all." Xie Lang said with a smile, and the boy who helped move the bricks ran home.

Seeing this, Xie Guang suddenly got up, "Xiaoqi, look at the fire, I'll go back and get the bowl." He ran to the next door.

Xie Guang's father couldn't help saying, "Our family is cooking."

"Mother's cooking is not as good as Uncle Sanlang's." Xie Guang ran out with a bowl in his arms and continued, "I saw Uncle Sanlang cutting the meat, it was a big piece with lard residue in it. "

As soon as this remark came out, the villagers who didn't plan to eat at Xie Lang's house also went back to get cakes and bowls.

Xie Lang smiled, and noticed that the foundation was well laid, "If it goes on like this, it can be built the day after tomorrow, right?"

"Tomorrow there are still so many people, and I can build it for you tomorrow afternoon." The mason Xie Chun'e found took over.

Xie Lang was surprised: "So fast? I thought it would take seven or eight days."

"Others build a house with a dozen or so people, and you don't count the children who help move bricks and us, there are twenty people. With so many people, it only takes seven or eight days to build five houses, let alone two."

Xie Lang looked around, and really said, "In two days, I can demolish the main house?"

"It's covered here, and you can take it down after you move it over."

Xie Lang smiled and said: "It's really so fast, I will stew meat for you every day at noon."

"Saburo is finally generous."

There were too many people, Xie Lang didn't know who said it, and he didn't care, he continued with a smile, "You give me face, if I'm not generous, my uncle will beat me up again."

"When did I beat you?" Xie Jianye couldn't help but ask.

Xie Lang: "Which day didn't you beat me up?"

Xie Jianye choked, "You, I'll beat you right now!"

"Beat you!"

Xie Jianye felt a pain in his leg and looked down, Xiao Qi glared at him angrily.

"You kid..." Xie Jianye raised his hand to scare him, "Believe it or not, I'll beat you too?"

Xie Lang stretched out his hand to take the child away, "Let's go eat. He has nothing to eat after eating all the meat." After speaking, he went to the kitchen.

After washing Xiaoqi's hands, Xie Lang came out with the bowl and chopsticks, and the group of children who went back to get the bowl also came back.

One piece of pork, two pieces of bamboo shoots, some lard residue, and two spoonfuls of soup, filled a large thick porcelain bowl.It looks simple, but because of its simplicity, the strong aroma of pork and the fragrance of bamboo shoots are not covered up.

Xie Guang's father saw his son holding a bowl and drinking broth along the edge of the bowl, and couldn't help but said, "Give me a taste."

"Mother is waiting for you to eat at home." After Xie Guang finished speaking, he stayed away from his father.

Xie Guang's father pointed at him, "You—"

"Here is this bowl for you." Xie Lang interrupted him, "We haven't finished the porridge we cooked in the morning, Xiao Qi and I will have some porridge, some meat and bamboo shoots." Put the bamboo shoots and meat in the bowl He dumped the plate and gave the bowl to Xie Guang's father before he and Xiao Qi continued eating.

Xie Lang ate well, saw that there was still soup and meat in the earthen pot, but no one came to refill the bowl, so he filled half a bowl for each person himself, divided up all the bamboo shoot soup, and then went to feed the little milk tiger.

There were many people coming and going, Xie Lang didn't dare to make whitebait, so he steamed a bowl of egg custard without oil and salt for the little milk tiger.

Xie Jianye caught a glimpse of it inadvertently and suspected that he was dazzled.Followed into the house and looked again and again, sure it was right, and couldn't help asking, "You always make this for it to eat?"

"My goat has no milk, and he can't eat cakes, so he can only make this." Xie Lang said.

Xie Jianye opened his mouth and muttered, "Lizheng will really find trouble for you."

"Stop talking. He's outside." Xie Lang squatted down and suddenly opened his eyes, "Xiao Qi, come here quickly!"

"I'm coming."

The child ran in patter, "Third Master."

"See if the little milk tiger has opened its eyes." Xie Lang said in a low voice.

The child picked up the little tiger, and the little milk tiger rubbed against the child's arm, as if he was very dependent on him.

Xiao Qi pushed its head away, held up the little milk tiger, and looked carefully, "It has opened its eyes." Looking at Xie Lang, he asked curiously, "Can't the tiger open its eyes? Third Master."

"Yes, yes." It was difficult for the tiger to hurt Xie Lang.Xie Lang was always worried that the little milk tiger would grow up and swallow the child in one gulp, so he was thinking about how to make the little milk tiger depend on Xiao Qi.

Now that the little milk tiger seemed to only know Xiao Qi, he handed the bowl to him, "I will leave the tiger to you. From today on, you will feed it."

"Okay, Third Master." The child sat on the ground, took the bowl, put the little milk tiger on his lap, and waved his little hand, "Third Master, hurry up."

Xie Lang smiled, and went out to ask Xie Guang, his father and several villagers to help him saw the wood he cut in the morning into chips.He and Xie Jianye made rakes for Xie Chun'e in the courtyard.

The villagers wanted to know how much iron was needed to make a rake, but no one said anything when they saw that Xie Lang was making money by making a rake.

After the two logs were sawed into pieces, Xie Lang hammered the iron into strips, and the idle villagers couldn't help asking, "So slow?"

"That's why I dare to say that my rake tines can be used as weapons." Xie Lang said, "It can be installed after two knocks, and it must be broken when it hits the ground."

Xie Guang asked curiously, "Is it going to take a few days?"

"No. It will be almost ready tomorrow night." Xie Lang pointed to the iron he had hammered into strips, "This one can make two rake tines. It is slow to beat the rake tines, but the rake frame and the inside are fast. By the way, these pieces of wood Is it enough?"

The mason who was laying the wall turned his head and said, "It depends on the distance between the wood chips. One foot is not enough, two feet is about the same."

In the Han Dynasty, two chi was more than 40 centimeters.

Xie Lang gestured on the ground, "Two feet is too wide. Then I have to cut a few more pieces of wood?" Looking at Xie Jianye.

"You are much worse." Li Zheng came over, "There are at least four logs on each side of the beam. Adding the middle one will give you nine. Get some more wood chips, and your cattle pen, let alone Got fifteen." Before Xie Lang could speak, he picked a few people and asked them to go up the mountain with Xie Lang.

It was only then that Xie Lang realized that there were beams.

With so many people in the family, Xie Lang didn't dare to use the wood in the Jiangshan map, so he could only honestly follow the villagers up the mountain to chop wood.

And when Xie Lang and his party came back, the wall of his house was already seven feet high.

Xie Lang put down the wood and couldn't help but said, "So fast?"

"Because you have a lot of family members." The mason who built the wall said, and suddenly remembered something, "Little brother, how high is your door?"

Xie Lang thought about it: "One foot. Then build another five feet on top."

"One foot and five?" Xie Jianye couldn't help but say, "What are you building so tall for?"

Xie Lang: "Bright hall."

"One foot five is not high." Xie Guang whispered, "My earthen house seems to be one foot five."

Xie Guang's father couldn't bear to talk about his son, "Your Uncle Sanlang said that the [-] feet is from the ground to the ridge."

"Didn't it go to the roof?" Xie Guang asked hurriedly.

Xie Jianye nodded, "Do you think it is necessary to build it so high? This is a side room, not a main room."

"It's too short to be comfortable." Xie Lang looked at the mason, "Build it as I said. The bricks were bought according to that height. Also, the beam in the middle was built with bricks."

"I know this. Your uncle said that the north side is for cooking, and the south side is for you to live in. You must not use wooden beams in the middle."

Xie Lang smiled and said: "That's good. The sun is going down soon, I'll go make some soup, you can drink it before going back."

"No, let's go home and eat." The mason said quickly.

Xie Lang: "It's cold at night, it's not easy to get sick if you drink something hot." After speaking, he went to wash the meat and cook the broth.

Hearing this, the masons, who had planned to call it a day as soon as the sun went down, continued until the broth was ready.

They ate well and it was almost dark.

Even so, the mason was happy when he left.

Xie Lang was also very happy to see the high brick wall, and when he was raking teeth with Xie Jianye, he said to him, "Uncle, get up early tomorrow and come up the mountain with me."

"Digging bamboo shoots?" Xie Jianye asked.

Xie Lang nodded, "Dig enough to make two meals."

"Make bamboo shoot stew tomorrow night? How much meat can you cook? In my opinion, don't cook meat at night." Xie Jianye said.

Xie Lang looked at the brick wall.

Xie Jianye understood that as soon as the mason and the villagers were happy, his nephew would be able to move into the new house the morning after tomorrow.

"I'll bring my meat over tomorrow." Xie Jianye hesitated for a moment and said.

Xie Lang laughed and said, "No need. I'll go to the mountain to have a look the morning after tomorrow." Xie Jianye didn't have the room to open his mouth, and then said, "If you don't go in, just walk around. If you can catch pheasants and hares, you can hunt them. return."

Xie Jianye was still worried, "Ask Xie Guang to go with you."

"Okay." Xie Lang said, "Then dig the bamboo shoots tomorrow morning and come back for dinner?"

Xie Jianye raised his hand, "I'll go back and ask your sister and aunt to dig for you, and you stay and watch them work. Don't miss it, Lizheng is making blind arrangements again."

Tomorrow we have to build a cow pen and a hut, and after he said it, Xie Lang was really worried that Li Zheng built his hut to be only the size of one person, "I'm causing you trouble."

"What kind of trouble is this? Without your rake, they are still smashing dirt in the field." Xie Jianye said as he put down the sledgehammer, rubbed his waist, "hurry up to plant the wheat tomorrow, and call your eldest brother and second brother to help you do."

Xie Lang didn't want to work with Xie Dalang and Xie Erlang, but he couldn't show it directly, because Xie Jianye hoped that their brothers would live in harmony, "tell them to work as plows at home."

"Plow? People in our village want to buy it?" Xie Jianye asked hurriedly.

Xie Lang shook his head, "No one has come to me yet. However, if it's finished, it won't worry about selling it. If they don't buy it, the people in Chun'e's mother-in-law's village will also buy it through word of mouth from those masons."

"You're right." Xie Jianye thought about it, and said, "Your plow is still at my house, so I'll take it here and put it in the yard so they can see it clearly."

Xie Lang was stunned for a moment, and realized what he said, speechless and funny, is this Xie Jianye who really wants to save face?

"Okay. Slow down, uncle." Xie Lang said.

Xie Jianye raised his hand, "There's a moon, it's okay."

Xie Lang waited for him to go far away, and immediately went to the main room to get half a bag of soybeans, poured them into the big pottery basin he bought yesterday, washed it twice, filled it with mountain spring water, and continued to blacksmith.

Xie Jianye came back carrying the plow, saw that Xie Lang was sitting in the same posture as when he left, so he swung the sledgehammer and said, "Take a break."

"I'm fine." Xie Lang said, "We'll call for half a day tomorrow, and it'll be fine at noon, and Chun'e will be able to use it in the afternoon."

Xie Jianye suddenly thought that Xie Chun'e's land did not wait for anyone, "I don't need so many people in my family's land. I will ask your second brother to help you do it tomorrow morning, and ask your eldest brother, sister-in-law and second sister-in-law to rake the land."

Xie Jianye originally wanted to say Xie Dalang, but when he thought of Xie Dalang breaking his mouth and saying something that shouldn't be said, Xie Lang was able to hit him with a sledgehammer.

"That's it." Afraid that Xie Lang would refuse, Xie Jianye added another sentence.

Xie Lang planned to pay Jianye [-] wen for the rake money.Most of the money Xie Jianye earned was coaxed away by his two sons.Thinking of this, Xie Lang agreed, "I will listen to uncle."

Hitting another iron tooth, Xie Lang saw Xiao Qi who was sitting beside him kowtow and kowtow in sleepiness, and let Xie Jianye go back.He moved the iron to the main room, washed up, and then led Xiaoqi to sleep.

People from all over the world were busy planting wheat, and Xie Langgai's house didn't go around shouting loudly, so there was a piece of wall missing in his house, the cattle were kept in the yard, and there were no thieves.

The next day, Xie Lang was woken up by Xie Guang's big rooster, and it was already dawn when he woke up.

Pushing open the door, Xie Lang came out with Xiao Qi in his arms, and saw Xie Guang and his father holding bowls, facing the brick wall of his house, talking while eating, "It's okay today, why did you eat so early?"

"It's you who got up late today." Xie Guang said, "What does Uncle Sanlang have for breakfast? Why don't you make it and come to my house to eat."

Xie Lang smiled and said, "No need. Meals for me and Xiaoqi are easy to cook."

After cooking some chestnut rice porridge and steaming three bowls of eggs, Xie Lang asked Xiao Qi to go to the house to feed the little milk tiger, and brought out the beans soaked last night.

In the early spring, there was no grass on the edge of the fields, and a man as old as Xie Guang couldn't go out to do errands. After the wheat was planted, it was completely idle.

Seeing that Xie Lang had eaten, Xie Guang ran over and asked, "Uncle Sanlang soaked so many beans to sprout bean sprouts, and cook bean sprout soup?"

"No." Xie Lang cleaned the small grinding disc, poured some beans and water into the grinding eye, and said, "You add beans, and I will grind."

Xie Guang was very curious, "Why grind this?"

"Why are you talking so much, kid?" Xie Guang's father came over, "You can do whatever Uncle Sanlang asks you to do."

Xie Guang glanced at his father, and muttered softly, "You can't even ask."

"Okay! But I don't know how to say it." Xie Lang said before Xie Guang's father got angry, "I went to the city with Xiao Qi the day before yesterday, and I heard that King Huainan made a delicious thing with beans. I asked the man how to do it, and he said to grind the beans into a slurry, filter out the bean dregs with a sackcloth, boil them in a pot, and put some salt in it.”

"Prince Huainan? The emperor's uncle?" Xie Lang nodded.Xie Guang's father followed suit and said, "That's definitely not wrong. I'll grind it for you, and you can plow and rake."

"Thanks."

Xie Lang got up to get the saw to saw wood, Xie Jianye and Xie Erlang came.

Seeing the soybeans, Xie Jianye asked Xie Guang and his father what they were doing grinding the beans.

Xie Lang naturally explained again.

Liu An, King of Huainan, was very famous, and most of the people in the silkworm farm had heard of his deeds.Xie Jianye believed what Xie Lang said, but he didn't believe that Xie Lang could do it, because what Xie Lang said was too simple.

Not to mention Huainan Wang, he, a person who has never cooked before, can cook it.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Xie Lang didn't explain anymore.

Facts speak louder than words.

Add half pot of beans and water to grind two half pots of soy milk. Xie Lang used the prepared linen cloth to pass through the bean dregs, poured the bean dregs into the cattle trough, poured the soy milk into two clay pots, and cooked it directly in the yard.

Xie Guang looked inside while lighting the fire, "Is this the white thing that Uncle Sanlang said to eat?"

"I heard that you can drink it when it's boiled. Would you like to try it?"

Xie Guang shook his head again and again: "I'll wait for you to do it well."

"Then I can't let you down." Xie Lang smiled and scooped out the froth on the soy milk and poured it into the stone trough for feeding the cows, then went back to the house and poured some brine, added water and stirred evenly, and said to the curious crowd when he brought it out , "Come here, the time to witness the miracle has come."