Crossing town house man and wife

The next morning, when Wu Ming opened his eyes, Yan Heng had disappeared.

When I went out, I saw that the tortoise shell was cleaning in the yard, and there was a woman in her 40s and [-]s to help. She didn't look like a full-time servant, but more like a family member of a craftsman.

"Ma'am." Seeing Wu Ming coming out, Tortoise put down the broom, stepped forward, and introduced the woman to Wu Ming.

Sure enough, this woman was the wife of a certain carpenter, who claimed to be the Zheng family, and was sent by Luo Daozi to cook for Wu Ming.

Wu Ming sized Zheng Shi up a few times and felt that there was nothing annoying, so he asked, "Breakfast...Have you made Chaoshi?"

"I'm waiting for your order." Mrs. Zheng replied with a bow.

"Go to the kitchen and have a look by yourself, do whatever you can, just feed yourself and her, don't worry about me." Wu Ming waved his hand, "By the way, first boil the pot of water, I want to wash up."

After staying in the later generations for a long time, Wu Ming no longer has the habit of washing his face with cold water. He is also not used to the bristle toothbrush invented by the time-traveling man Qin III. Fortunately, when he was washing his teeth yesterday, he had an idea and remembered that there is a tool for cleaning teeth in later generations. It was called dental floss, so he asked Tortoise to get him a roll of silk thread as a substitute.

After washing his face, brushing his teeth, and changing into decent clothes that he could go out with, Wu Ming took the flow chart he drew yesterday and went to the small courtyard that Luo Daozi allocated to him.

Although he had driven everyone back yesterday, but when he went to look today, five soldiers appeared in the yard, they were the auxiliary soldiers he had driven back.

"Daoist Luo asked us to come here." One of them stood up and explained to Wu Ming, "Daoist Luo said...he said a lot, anyway, he just asked us to come here and follow your orders."

"Listen to my order?" Wu Ming raised his eyebrows, "Then I will tell you to go back to sleep, will you listen?"

"Aren't you blackmailing us?" One of the biggest ones immediately showed joy.

The one who spoke first gave him a soft tug, and continued, "Then we can only sleep in this courtyard, otherwise, we will be whipped and batoned."

"I can reward you with those two things." Wu Ming rolled his eyes and waved again, "Go into the house, it's up to you to find a place to sleep or stare at the wall, anyway, don't stand here and get in the way."

Several soldiers looked at me and I looked at you, and finally entered the side room under the leadership of the man who spoke first.

Wu Ming didn't try to find out whether they were sent in as a touchstone or a stumbling block. He had already played enough of this kind of boring tricks. If anyone insisted on pulling him to play with him, he would send them to the Hall of Yama , Let that guy feel how much fun it is to play games with Lord Yan.

After chasing away the unsightly guy, Wu Ming got busy in the yard.

Yesterday, he had someone bring in some sand, stone, bricks and wood. Today's work is to build a stove for cooking raw materials and a stone trough for placing pulp. If there is time left, he will build some paper curtains and Wooden frame for pressed paper.

If Luo Daozi didn't come over, Wu Mingda could easily complete these tasks with magic, but with a few more eyes behind his back, he could only work step by step.

Fortunately, the land of Huaxia began to use lime as building materials early on. Yan Heng’s military camp also often builds houses. Lime is a standing material like bricks and stones. stone.

After all, the ancient method of papermaking also used lime. If it hadn't been for the popularization of this thing in the Qin Dynasty, Wu Ming would not have dared to go to Haikou to tell Yan Heng that he wanted to make paper.There is no other reason, this thing is more common in later generations, but it is also because it is so common that almost no one will think about where and how it is produced.

If Wu Ming was asked to find Lime, he really didn't know how long it would take to find it.

It would be even better if there were cinders. Cinders and lime can be mixed with excavated cement, which is much easier than building bricks and stones.

Wu Ming sighed, and then remembered that this is Liaodong, where coal and iron are the most indispensable.

By the way, the last time I came here, the blacksmiths seemed to be using charcoal to make iron instead of coal.

Wu Ming was a little suspicious, but this matter had nothing to do with him, so he turned it around in his mind and then forgot it.

Wu Ming didn't plan to make a big scale. When it was close to noon, the stove and stone trough were already built.Wu Ming even dug a sedimentation tank next to it, preparing to store the waste water left after the pulp was fished.

Wiping off the plaster on his hands, Wu Ming turned around and called out the auxiliary soldiers who hadn't slept at all, and asked them to go out to find food by themselves. They were not allowed to use the newly built stove, and they were not allowed to touch the stone trough and sedimentation tank.

After giving the order, Wu Ming turned around and left the courtyard.

Back at Yan Heng's yard, Wu Ming asked Zheng to boil a pot of hot water for him to take a bath and change clothes, then called tortoise to his side and asked her if she knew how to do needlework.

At this time, the clothes were still tops and bottoms, with wide sleeves, and Wu Ming was the wife of the sheriff. She was dressed in extravagant clothes, and she was also called "handicapped".

When he went out, Wu Ming didn't even think about how much exercise he would have. When he realized that he had to "hands-on" work himself, and the clothes were very inconvenient, he didn't bother to go back and make troubles.But in the next few days, there will be no shortage of similar physical work, and it is summer again, even though his body is already cold because he is a ghost cultivator, it is difficult to sweat, and wearing such clothes is a bit self-abuse up.

"What is Madam going to do?" Tortoise looked a little hesitant, "The maid's sewing...isn't very good."

"I don't want to do anything complicated, just help me make a pullover that is easy to work with...Have you ever seen a sack? It's like a sack, just sew two large pieces of cloth together, and then join the two sleeves." Wu Mingbi said with gestures.

"My maid...can't cut clothes." Tortoiseshell's cheeks were flushed, but she didn't dare to agree.

Wu Ming immediately lowered his head in frustration.

That's right, tortoise is only eleven or twelve years old, and it's already very good at mending socks with needlework, so how can I expect more.

"Forget it, you go to the kitchen and ask for water, I'll figure out a solution myself." Wu Ming sighed, turned and returned to the main room.

Tortoiseshell has already put all the sets of clothes he brought over into the cabinet in the inner room, but these clothes are without exception a toga with long sleeves, and the only thing that meets Wu Ming's requirements is the underwear.

Or just wear obscene underwear?

Wu Mingzheng was hesitating, but the tortoise shell knocked on the door and informed him that the hot water was ready, and then told Wu Ming very anxiously that she had told Zheng about Wu Ming making clothes.

"Can she do it?" Wu Ming asked.

"Yes." Tortoiseshell nodded immediately, "but she doesn't have cloth."

"Cloth..." Wu Ming turned his head to look around, and soon had an idea, walked quickly to the bed, pulled off the curtain hanging on it, and handed it to Tortoise, "Take it and use it." !"

The tortoise shell stayed for a few seconds before taking the curtain, and said hesitantly, "This...isn't it good?"

"Does the county guard still care about such a tent?" Wu Ming disagreed, "Give it to Mrs. Zheng, and ask her to make a short shirt and trousers according to the ratio of obscene clothes and trousers. The stitches don't need to be too fine, and the size doesn't matter. It’s too fussy, the most important thing is to be quick, and it’s best for me to put it on in the afternoon.”

"No." Tortoiseshell was confused, but still went out with the curtain.

Wu Ming also picked up a plate of fruit on the table, turned around and entered the clean room.

After taking a shower and having lunch, Wu Ming was thinking about what to do in the afternoon, when Tortoise came into the main hall with a stack of clothes.

"Ma'am, the clothes are ready."

"So fast?" Wu Ming took a look, but it was not a style of obscene clothes and trousers, but more like a short Hufu, but the sleeves were a little fat.

By the way, we often fight with nomads on the grassland here, and it is normal to see them dressed.

"Ma'am." Tortoise looked at Wu Ming nervously, "Do you think it's okay?"

"That's right." Wu Ming shook his clothes, turned his head and said, "I want to change clothes, should you go out and avoid it, or stay on the sidelines?"

"Ma'am!" Tortoise shell looked embarrassed, stomped her feet angrily, turned around and left the main hall.

Wu Ming raised the corner of his mouth triumphantly, and thought: This is a cute girl, unlike those female hooligans in later generations who don't give any shy response, and instead talk to him and take advantage of him.

Putting on newly made clothes, Wu Ming went to the paper making yard again.

He was going to find some jobs for those auxiliary soldiers, anyway they were local snakes, and they must know more about what was in the barracks than Luo Daozi.

Along the way, many people looked sideways, obviously surprised by Wu Ming's attire.But maybe he came here once with Yan Heng, coupled with word of mouth from everyone in the barracks, no one came up to stop Wu Ming and mistook him for a spy from outside.

But as soon as he entered the courtyard, Wu Ming found that Luo Daozi had come, and he was leading someone to inspect the stone trough he had just built, as if he could see the flowers from the lime smeared on it.

Wu Ming couldn't help feeling tired, and said coldly: "Stay away, that thing wasn't built for you to play with!"

"What's the use of this thing?" Luo Daozi immediately turned his head when he heard the voice.

"None of your business?" Wu Ming stepped over, "Didn't you say that this yard is a forbidden area before? Why can cats and dogs enter it?"

"Ahem, ma'am, what you say will cause ambiguity." Luo Daozi coughed lightly and stood up.

"You should be glad that I'm still willing to talk to you now." Wu Ming pointed to the door impatiently, "Get out, I'm impatient to talk nonsense with you now."

Luo Daozi didn't show any anger, but was dumbfounded, as if he was still doubting his ears.

"You don't understand human speech, do you?" Wu Ming narrowed his eyes, half-smiling.

Luo Daozi shuddered unconsciously, pulled the corners of his mouth, and forced a chuckle, "Ma'am..."

Wu Ming was really not a patient person to argue with others. As soon as Luo Daozi opened his mouth, Wu Ming's fist swung out and hit him in the lower abdomen before he finished speaking.

"Oh!"

Luo Daozi was neither a true Taoist priest nor a practitioner. Even if Wu Ming didn't use his spiritual power, this punch was enough to make him bend down in pain, and he couldn't say a word of nonsense anymore.

"Master!"

The soldiers who came with Luo Daozi immediately showed shock.

Wu Ming ignored them, took advantage of Luo Daozi's chance to bend down, grabbed his collar, quietly used a wind control technique, and then dragged him towards the gate of the courtyard.

Seeing that Luo Daozi was being dragged to the gate of the courtyard, several soldiers came to their senses and quickly chased after him.

But at this time, Wu Ming had already thrown Luo Daozi out of the door.

"You guys." Wu Ming turned his head and looked coldly at the soldiers who wanted to fight but couldn't make up their minds, "Should we go with him, or go like him?"

"you……"

Soldiers are naturally bloody, but before they could make a move, Luo Daozi outside the door stopped him while sucking in the air, "Don't... don't do it, come here quickly, help me, ouch! ouch Yo yo!"

"Master Daoist." A few soldiers rushed out of the door, helping Luo Daozi up.

"Let's go, don't mess with him, let's go!" Luo Daozi covered his stomach with one hand, grabbed the soldiers supporting him with the other, and dragged them away.

As soon as Wu Ming made a move, Luo Daozi thought of the old lady who was dying, and immediately associated the death of the old lady with this male lady.Even if the old lady was not killed by this male lady, she must have something to do with him.But Yan Heng not only did not deal with Wu Ming, but also sent him to the military camp to protect him. This level of favoritism is definitely comparable to that of King Zhou of Shang who dotes on Daji!

A guy who can't even beat the old lady, he, a fake Taoist priest, should stop hitting a rock with an egg!

Therefore, Luo Daozi slipped away knowing the current affairs.