Farmhouse is so old

After the three families were sent away, people on the street spontaneously started to explode firecrackers, and the whole street was filled with the sound of crackling firecrackers, which could be heard endlessly.

The Zhou family also recovered from the shock, and took out money to buy firecrackers. The owner of the grocery store saw that it was Tang Qing’s family, so he didn’t accept any money. At the booth, grab the firecrackers and run out.

More and more people came to see the excitement, especially the three floors outside the door of Tang Qing's house were tightly packed, and they all came to admire the appearance of the calligraphy written by the Holy Majesty.

Even some elderly people with hair full of silver threads came to worship Tang Qing with the support of their family members, and saluted Tang Qing respectfully.Let Tang Qing see again what is called the gentry class.

After the bustle, everyone gradually returned to calm. After all, life is still to be lived, but this matter is discussed in the streets and alleys. Tang Qing can be regarded as famous in Wenshui Town, and people discuss him everywhere he goes, saying that he is a housewife Kindhearted, rejuvenated, etc., even when Tang Qing appeared, everyone would respectfully call him Lord.

The reward of [-] mu of land had to be discussed with Lu Pingze. Wenshui County was surrounded by mountains and there were very few fields. Tang Qing didn't want to take other people's fields by force. After discussing with Lu Pingze, he asked for a piece of wasteland near the town.

It happens that the land is wide enough to build a factory. There is no chance in the town. I can’t find such a large place. This place is good. It is next to the town. Although it is wasteland, there is a road for horse-drawn carriages within a few steps. The road can just use the stones on the wasteland to build a road connecting the outside.

Lu Pingze was also very pleasantly surprised when he found out that Tang Qing only wanted wasteland. He really couldn't find any [-] mu of fertile land allocated to Tang Qing. Tang Qing came to him to solve a big problem when Fan was worried.

I was so happy, I allocated a big mountain near the wasteland to Tang Qing. Anyway, their government has the final say on the amount of land. Who can visually measure the size of such a large area of ​​[-] mu? No one is idle. Do you have nothing to do to offend a lord just to get that hill?

Even Tang Qing himself didn't know, he suddenly had an extra mountain, and he didn't have time to measure it. He knew where the barrier was said to be by the government.

"Take a break. Don't tire yourself out." Zhou Qing took a bowl of lotus seed porridge into the room and saw Tang Qing still writing and drawing in front of the desk, and advised him.

Tang Qing locked himself in the room for the past few days and wrote and drew on rice paper. He didn't even go out to eat with everyone. Zhou Qing couldn't understand what he drew, so he could only remind him to rest occasionally. It's not worthwhile to exhaust your body.

Tang Qing took two mouthfuls of lotus seed porridge and continued his drawing career. He wanted to draw the design of the entire pharmaceutical factory, but he didn't have a background in design, let alone drawing. .

It took a few days to draw it to look a little like it, and I could barely see what it was. As for other details, I could only leave it to a professional person to do it. He was only responsible for putting up the frame.

"Come on, can you take a look?" Tang Qing stretched after finishing the drawing, and said to Zhou Qing holding the blueprint.

Zhou Qing took it and looked at it. This time, she could tell that it was a house. She saw a few lines floating around a few days ago, and she could tell what it was.

"It's pretty good." Zhou Qing took a look at it, and felt that the painting was pretty good, and he couldn't judge it no matter how much it was.

"You draw this thing for yourself when you are bored in the room these days, what are you doing for painting?"

Zhou Qing was very puzzled what Tang Qing was going to do, and kept himself in the room, but he knew that Tang Qing must be doing something important, otherwise he wouldn't have worked so hard.

"This is the design drawing of our pharmaceutical factory. I have been drawing it for several days and haven't finished it yet. This one is the best. See if it's easier to understand this way."

Facing Zhou Qing and Tang Qing, he didn't feel ashamed, and he spoke out his shortcomings openly. Anyway, he is not omnipotent. He is quite satisfied with the result after a few days of practice.

"When you say it like this, it seems very convenient to me. I know where to build and what to look like. This is the picture..." Zhou Qing stopped talking in the middle of the sentence, looked at Tang Qing's blushing face, He pretended to be nonchalant and said: "This picture is not bad."

After all, it is my husband and I still have to give him more face, but this picture is really horrible to Zhou Qing, I can barely tell it is a house, the lines are all crooked, if it is not for the side. If you mark it upside down, you won't be able to tell what it is.

"I also know that the painting is not good. This is already my limit, so I will just take a look. Anyway, I can barely understand it."

Tang Qing scratched his hair, feeling a little sore. He wasted the design drawings he had worked so hard to make. His hair has fallen out a lot in the past few days, and he really couldn't draw any better ones.

Seeing Tang Qing's distress, Zhou Qing thought for a while and said to Tang Qing, "Let me try."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Qing took out a blank sheet of paper from the desk, picked up a bunch of weird tools made by Tang Qing, and started drawing again according to the picture just now.

"This is a straight line." While drawing, he looked at Tang Qing with his eyes.

Tang Qing saw that Zhou Qing was doing well, so he thought about giving it a try. Hearing Zhou Qing's question, he nodded hurriedly.

Zhou Qing took the straightedge made by Tang Qing, and neatly drew a straight line on the white paper with a charcoal pencil. He drew while comparing, and after a while, a model of the floor plan of a house appeared on the paper.

Tang Qing's jaw was stunned. Is this still his husband?Could it be that he didn't pay attention these few days and was also time-traveled?Looking at Zhou Qing stupidly, he looked him back and forth to see if his soul had been swapped.

"Are you still my husband?" Tang Qing shook Zhou Qing's shoulders with both hands, with disbelief and disbelief in his eyes.

Zhou Qing looked at Tang Qing blankly, not understanding what he was talking about, and asked suspiciously, "What? Did I draw it wrong?"

After Tang Qing confirmed again and again, he felt that he had not admitted his mistake. Zhou Qing was still the original Zhou Qing and had not been transferred, so he felt more at ease.

Picking up the design drawn by Zhou Qing, he exclaimed, "This is exactly what I want! How did you do it, Qing'er? It's such a good drawing."

Seeing that Tang Qing was as happy as a child holding the design, Zhou Qing laughed along with him.

"You forgot, my father used to be a carpenter. This is similar to drawing ink lines, even simpler than drawing ink lines. It's nothing to draw this, let alone you drew a sample for me." Zhou Qing took Tang Qing's Zhang Xiangtu praised Yang.

"Haha, speaking of it, your father said that you drank ink secretly when you were a child, painted your face black, washed your hands clean, and told everyone that you didn't steal it. Hahahahaha"

Talking about Zhou Qing's childhood, Tang Qing couldn't help but burst out laughing. You can imagine a little boy with a dark face, clean neck and hands, and affirming that he didn't make any mistakes. funny.

"You're still laughing." Zhou Qing cast a teasing look at Tang Qing, stretched out his hand and pinched his waist hard to stop him from laughing.

But Tang Qing just couldn't stop laughing. The more serious he was, the more Tang Qing found it funny. How could there be such a stupid person who wouldn't even destroy all the evidence when he lied.

"What did you think when you were a child? You know why you don't wash your hands and face." Tang Qing smiled and leaned forward, not forgetting to ask Zhou Qing. He had wanted to ask this question for a long time, afraid that his anger would be kept in his heart. Today Finally got a chance to ask it out.

Zhou Qing glanced at Tang Qing with displeasure, and then replied dryly: "I didn't wash my face, I just washed my face first, and then washed my hands. Unexpectedly, I painted my face black."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Qing couldn't help laughing himself. How could he be so stupid when he was a child, washing his face with black hands, thinking that no one would notice.

"Hahahahaha, if you don't tell me, I thought you stuck your whole head into the ink, so it's like that." After listening to Zhou Qing's explanation, Tang Qing laughed even more happily. How could there be such a funny person? .

"Stop laughing. Is that funny?" Zhou Qing also felt like laughing a little, but when he thought that this was a stupid thing he did, he couldn't laugh. Seeing Tang Qing still smiling so happily, it was a bit delicious.

Tang Qing smiled for a while before calming down the smile in his heart. Naturally, he had been "entertained" by Zhou Qing for a long time.

In the next few days, Tang Qing recruited many refugees and peasants in the town to help open up the wasteland. When will the [-] mu of wasteland be completed?

Just picking stones is a laborious job. Fortunately, Tang Qing is not short of money now. The cooperation between the pharmaceutical factory and Shanhuo, as well as the cooperation with Cheng Ziyu and the share of Cheng Minghai, can make the people of Zhoujia Village have enough food and clothing. .

"My lord is here." Someone shouted as soon as Tang Qing arrived on the wasteland.

Soon the people around stood up tremblingly and saluted Tang Qing, Tang Qing had no choice but to accept their salute pretendingly.There is no way that the class is different now, and there is no freedom before.

Now wherever he goes, people are respectful and polite to him, and when he talks to others, the people who answer are trembling, for fear of saying a wrong word or making him unhappy.

In fact, Tang Qing himself doesn't think how tall this Sir is. Even if he is now a Sir, it is not the same as before. There is not much change. He should eat and drink. I don't understand why some people start to be afraid wake him up.

"How is it today? How many days are left for the next stage?" Tang Qing asked the person in charge.

The person in charge is a middle-aged man in his fifties named Li San. Hearing Tang Qing's question, he quickly replied: "It will probably take about half a month."

Five hundred acres is not a small amount, and all the refugees and peasants in the town were called together to get 5000 people. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't get up soon. Just picking up stones is a huge project.

The stones picked up in the past few days have paved the road, and Tang Qing is now walking on this stone road.It's not just picking the stones on the surface, you have to turn over the ground again, turn up the stones below and pick them out.

"Well, don't throw these stones away, I'm still useful if they are piled up together." Tang Qing didn't care how long it took them to do it, but simply wanted to ask how long it would take.

These refugees and folk husbands are also very serious in their work. Without cattle, people plow the land by themselves with tools on their backs, and the ground is full of stones. , Tang Qing had the idea of ​​adding another steamed bun to the cook every day.