I really don't want to be a rebel [infrastructure]

Cheng Jingwei deeply felt that this matter was a bit outrageous. He felt that Luo Shixing's little head was like an inexhaustible treasure house. If you think that the things inside are precious and enough, they will tell you: No, I have more.

At the same time, he didn't quite understand why Luo Shixing even knew how to burn bricks?

He looked at the other party suspiciously: "Is this what you think?"

Hey, Cheng Huo is better, now he will automatically find a reason for him, so he nodded his head happily, and the ears on the tiger hat also flapped: "Yes, yes, yes."

Cheng Jing was silent for a while, he could be sure that Luo Shixing was talking nonsense.

Burning bricks belongs to the industry of scholars, farmers, industry and commerce. The status of these four is ranked according to the order. The workers are a little better than the merchants, and they are a big category that is not valued by people.

Not to mention that literati don't like to write books that record these things, even if someone records them with love power generation, they usually have their own secret recipes, which are very outstanding in this field.

The secret recipe will definitely not be recorded. They recorded it to show off his family's achievements and to pursue a famous name in history.

For example, the record of burning bricks is roughly: take red clay to dry in the sun, make embryos, and fire them in kilns.

It seems that all the steps have been written, but in fact there is none of the key points, what kind of laterite to use, how to make embryos from the laterite, and how long it will take to burn in the kiln!

If it is done according to this record, I am afraid that it will not be done in this life.

So the lynx cat must not have read the book, so Cheng Jingwei once again had a question in his heart: how did he know?

He thought about it for a while, he seemed to have accumulated a lot of such doubts, how long did the two of them know each other, less than half a year, and he didn't know how many times such doubts would arise in the future.

Luo Shixing didn't care if he was really confused or not, he had thought before that if Cheng Jingwei really wanted to ask him how he knew, he... he would just say that he had dreamed about it!

Is it possible that Cheng Jingwei can know exactly what his dream is?

So he began to mutter again in a small mouth: "If you burn bricks, you can't be so rough. You have to deal with the soil after drying, crush the agglomerated soil into loose soil, and then sieve it. The stones and the like inside are removed to leave pure soil, and the next step is to mix the mud and then turn the mud and refine it to make a thick mud. This process may be a bit laborious, and it is best if there are cows and horses to help."

Cheng Jingwei came back to his senses when he heard this, and asked people to stop while saying, "Then...these mud can't be used anymore?"

He didn't know that there were so many details about burning bricks, so naturally he didn't treat the soil in advance. If it was according to what Luo Shixing said, then the mud must not be used for burning bricks.

Luo Shixing quickly said: "Don't stop, don't stop, these can be used to build a brick kiln. You don't think that ordinary bricks can be covered with a few banana leaves like mud bricks, right? You must use a brick kiln, and then there is enough temperature to build it. All right, besides that we have to prepare pine branches for fuel."

In the later generations, coal was mostly used to burn bricks, and the efficiency of coal was indeed high enough. Unfortunately, even if he knew where there was coal, it was useless, and he couldn't let people dig it. The most important thing is that mining coal is still quite dangerous these days. of.

If he was poor and white, he wouldn't do such a dangerous thing.

However, the density of bricks fired from pine branches, wheat straw, etc. is higher. They have to make hollow bricks. Even if it takes a long time, it is naturally better to have a higher density.

Cheng Jingwei heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this, even if it was a waste of effort for a long time, he was not happy.

Luo Shixing looked up at the sky and said, "Okay, it's time for lunch in a while, I'll go and prepare it first."

Cheng Jing frowned slightly: "Do you have to prepare lunch for so many people?"

Luo Shixing looked at the number of people, and calculated his family's food reserves in his mind, and found that at most, he could only provide a few meals for these people, and he couldn't last for three days.

So does he have to find a way to get something to eat?

You can't let people come to work and don't even care about a meal, can you?

In the later generations, when building a house in the countryside, the same village will take care of the food even if it does not give money. This is the rule.

Although he was worried in his heart, he still pretended to be nonchalant and patted Cheng Jingwei on the shoulder: "You are busy with your work, don't worry about anything else."

Worry about things in the future, get it done now.

He will definitely not cook the meals for 30 people so meticulously, and it is most suitable to make big pot dishes.

Especially the big pot dishes can save materials to a certain extent.

Luo Shixing walked back while thinking about the recipe, but when he went back, he saw Wei Siwen leading a group of people standing outside his yard, busy working.

He hurried over and asked, "Weng Wei? What are you doing?"

Wei Siwen turned around and saw him and asked, "Where did you go? I searched for you for a long time but couldn't find you, so I had to let them work first."

Luo Shixing ran over and saw that there were many things in the yard, most of which were dried vegetables and some broomcorns, and the people brought by Wei Siwen even built a very primitive and simple stove with stones.

Oh, they also bring their own cooking utensils, which are also some pottery, but the quality of those pottery doesn't seem to be as good as his home's.

Luo Shixing stared blankly: "Are they going to cook?"

Wei Siwen said, "That's right, otherwise what would those people eat?"

Luo Shixing blinked: "I thought we were going to take care of the meals."

Wei Siwen looked strange: "How could the county magistrate do such an outrageous thing?"

Al really had already prepared all the food and drink expenses for these people, so they came here to help Luo Shixing build a house, it was really pure help, Luo Shixing and the others didn't have to spend anything.

If it wasn't for the special house that Luo Shixing wanted to build, they wouldn't even care about the design of the house, they just needed to eat, drink and have fun, and then wait to move into their new home.

Luo Shixing scratched his head and said, "This... is not very good, and I don't think the things they prepared are very good."

Those dried vegetables seemed to have been stored for a long time, and there were not many broomcorns. He could even see bran in it. Isn't this food too bad?

Wei Siwen waved his hand: "This is not bad. These people are slaves of the county magistrate's family. If they didn't come to work for you, they wouldn't be able to eat these things on weekdays."

So many people in Alezhen wanted to build houses for the priests, but unfortunately the priests did not need so many people.

It was only then that Luo Shixing came to his senses, that's right, except for the Tang Dynasty, many places are still considered slave societies.

He thought for a while in silence, then turned around and took out the remaining pork leg bone to the slaves who came to cook, and then said to Wei Siwen: "We are going to throw this away, give them some flavor Bar."

Even if he wanted to give these people something good to eat, he couldn't do it. He didn't have much stuff himself, and if he did, he would easily be out of group.

No matter when, as long as the person is not psychologically strong to a certain extent, he will not be able to stand alone.

Anyway, Luo Shixing couldn't do it by himself. He was afraid that people would discover his identity as a time traveler, so he naturally worked harder to integrate into this world.

But many times people in this era are accustomed to things that conflict with his three views, and he can only move a little bit within his ability.

Like this pork leg bone, he said that he didn't need it anymore, so it shouldn't be a problem to "reward" these slaves.

Wei Siwen didn't think there was anything wrong, and after talking to the slave who was cooking, the slave held the pork leg bone and saluted Luo Shi non-stop, with an expression of gratitude on his face.

Luo Shixing sighed, thought about it, and said cautiously: "They only eat these, can they have the strength to do things?"

Wei Siwen patted Maomao's head: "Isn't there food to eat? In the past, they couldn't eat this."

Luo Shixing stretched his neck to look at the grains mixed with bran, and fell silent.

No wonder many people on the way to exile were downcast as if they were going to die. He originally thought that those people were worried about not adapting to the environment, but now thinking about it, it might be because the living conditions will become very difficult, so difficult that it may threaten their lives.

In the Tang Dynasty, the treatment of exiles who committed the crime of treason seemed to be worse than that of slaves of the local gentry and landlords.

The life of the slaves is so miserable, so the life of those people may be even more difficult.

Luo Shixing was deeply thankful that Ale was really a good young man who liked sinology, otherwise he would just find a place with good geomantic omen for himself and pray that he would be reborn into a good family in his next life.

Just when he was thinking about this, Wei Siwen approached his ear and asked expectantly: "What are you going to eat today?"

Luo Shixing glanced at him expressionlessly: "Eat leftovers."

Strictly speaking, it's not considered leftovers, but he felt that everyone might be busy during the construction of the house, so he cooked a little extra rice for lunch for lunch.

Wei Siwen looked dull after hearing this: "What?"

Luo Shixing stood on tiptoe and patted him on the shoulder and said, "After we finish building the house, invite Wei Weng to a housewarming banquet! Ah Wei and I are too busy now, so we don't have so much time to make food."

On weekdays, they don't eat every meal well, and when they are busy with things, they also eat a little casually.

But he couldn't fool Wei Siwen casually when he came here, so Wei Siwen might have left Wei Siwen with the illusion that they eat delicious food and drink spicy food every day.

This impression must be corrected!

Wei Siwen frowned: "Isn't there slaves to do things? Why did you two come? Could it be that they are being lazy?"

Luo Shixing pointed his fingers and said: "The problem is that they don't know some things, such as how to design the house, how to arrange it, the problem of contour lines, the calculation of load bearing, the height of window openings, and the surrounding supporting facilities. Don't you want me to come?"

Do you really think that building a house is just having four walls and a roof?

Wei Siwen: ...

Let alone the slaves that Luo Shixing was talking about, he didn't know about it either!

So Wei Siwen, who originally came here just to act as an interpreter, couldn't help but wanted to stay and take a look.

Then he discovered that even though Luo Shixing said he was eating leftovers, he still had to process them, and the taste was quite good.

Luo Shixing directly mixed the millet rice cooked in the morning with the diced bamboo shoots, and steamed bacon diced together, and then kneaded them into rice balls one by one.

It looks simple, but it tastes quite rich. The taste of bacon can more or less offset the discomfort caused by the rough taste of millet, and the diced bamboo shoots can neutralize the greasyness of bacon.

Wei Siwen, who finally ate the meat, was very satisfied.

After eating two rice balls, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "How did you grow such a small head? You can make such a simple thing so delicious. I see, it's a pity that you were born a young man. You have such a hand." If it's a little lady, I'm afraid that anyone who is not a suitor will step through the threshold."

Luo Shixing snorted at him, and said in his heart: You can't stop your mouth even if you eat it!

Then he carried a small bamboo cage and went to deliver food to Cheng Jingwei.

And when he came back, Wei Siwen still didn't leave, just wandered around beside him, wanting to see how he designed the house.

As a result, Luo Shixing wiped his mouth after eating and ran to chop bamboo with a sickle in his hand!

Wei Siwen quickly asked: "What are you doing? Stop and let them come. How can you come in person?"

Luo Shixing said with a strange expression: "I used to cut it myself."

Wei Siwen didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Okay, when will your little body be chopped off, let them come."

Wei Siwen waved at the slaves as he spoke. When the slaves came over, they picked up the sickle and knocked down the thick bamboo that Luo Shixing had just selected in a few clicks, seemingly effortlessly.

Thinking that after tossing and tossing for a long time, he just cut a gap, Luo Shixing fell silent for a moment.

Seeing his listless look, Wei Siwen laughed and rubbed his head and said, "Okay, you have a different status now, so you don't need to do these things anymore, just tell them to chop as much as you want."

Luo Shixing was not pretentious, and said directly: "It's just this thick, let's chop a dozen or so."

Wei Siwen was taken aback: "What do you need so many bamboos for?"

When Luo Shixing designed the house before, the bamboo was just some auxiliary, not the main body, so it shouldn't be so much.

Luo Shixing said, "Of course it's for water supply facilities."

Wei Siwen:? ? ?What the hell?