Dress to be a celebrity

On the [-]th day of April in the [-]th year of Xintai, Hanzhongfu Industrial Park was established.

Song Shi took out his stationery bag, picked up a pen and inscribed this sentence on the cut wooden board, and then dug a mud hole with his water and fire stick, inserted a wooden sign, and piled it up high with soil.Although it looks a bit like a tombstone... But the most important thing right now is to circle the place well, so that you won't lose it when you come next time.Go back and officially start the construction of the industrial zone, and then push this sign.

He first selected the location of the water truck and water reel, felled branches in the woods not far away to delineate the size of the land, and then determined the location of the factory.Huan Ling commanded the accompanying dozen or so clerks to carry out simple positioning measurements with ropes, wooden rulers, leather tapes, and water and fire sticks. They measured the sticks, the length of the shadow, and the angle of the sun, roughly estimated the distance, and buried them in four places around the edge of the factory area. mark.

It reaches Yulin in the east, Baishidui in the west, Han River in the south, and Lulu in the north. It is 30 steps long and 160 steps wide, with a total of 20 mu, which is equivalent to the size of a modern residential area.

First draw out the place, and in the future when the factory is built, you can also plan to attract some investment.

There are many weeds and trees in the location where the delineated factory building is located. When the construction officially started, they were cut down to level the land.

As for the building structure, he already had a plan in mind - instead of building a traditional wooden structure house, he would only use bamboo-reinforced concrete prefabricated panels to build a single-story house.It may not be safe to use concrete slabs for the roof, but his factory is not a residence for ordinary people, and it cannot withstand rain leakage. It is not safe to use tiles for the roof alone. It is better to lay a wooden roof first, put iron plates on it, and then lay several layers of asphalt felt to prevent rain. .

Building such a factory building is much faster than a formal classical building, and the cost is extremely low. It saves the construction of a factory building here and the repair of the palace for the king of Zhou. The financial turnover of the mansion is not good, and so many workers cannot be found.

After a busy afternoon, they first decided on the landmarks and boundary signs of the factory building and the factory area, and drew a picture of fish scales on the spot.When I went back at night, it was already past the closing time of the city gate. The group of people walked through the night, and the lights and moonlight on the road were not very bright. Fortunately, the government servants were going to the countryside to collect grain and pay taxes, and they knew the way back to the city. Easy to go back to the road, so I found a farmhouse along the road to stay overnight.

Although Huan and Song didn't wear official robes, the yamen who accompanied them all dressed up in their true colors. When they knocked on the door, they knocked water and fire sticks and steel forks so loudly that the dogs in the yard didn't dare to bark.

Song Shi actually had the illusion of ghosts entering the village in the anti-Japanese drama in his previous life, and he almost regretted bringing out this group of untrained yamen servants.He had no choice but to raise his voice and shout: "Knock on the door softly, don't scare people! We are here to stay overnight, not to catch bandits!"

Several yamen servants who were rattling on the door hurriedly stopped, and the team leader Cai Bantou came over and nodded and bowed down and said, "It's the little one who has no discipline, and let these rough people disturb the two adults. Don't worry, the old man, it's easy to talk about the little one." Ask him to open the door, so that adults can go in and rest early!"

This attitude, this tone... more and more like the second devil who led the imperial army into the village.

Song Shi couldn't look directly at him, Huan Ling also shook his head, raised his hand and said: "Forget it, these are small households, not used to seeing people, let's find someone else's house to stay overnight."

They were all about to steer their horses and leave, but the yard opened instead, and a middle-aged man who was described as somewhat thin and sick walked out of it, saluted the two of them, and led them into the yard to rest with some trepidation.There are several rooms in the courtyard with lights on, and there are small voices in the rooms, as if there are people, old and young, who only look at them through the window, but dare not come out.

Song Shi was afraid that the Yacha would say something scary again, so he took the initiative to reveal his identity: "I am Song, the new magistrate of Hanzhong, and this is Mr. Shi Huan, the governor of Youqian Capital in Zhenfu, Shaanxi. Don't be afraid, we are not... not here to collect For the food tax, I just came here to borrow a night when I went to the riverside for business, and it was too late when I came back."

He came from the new society that overthrew the three mountains, so he naturally knew that people were more afraid of officials than thieves, so he clarified the purpose of his visit before meeting him, and gave the man two pieces of silver, and asked, "How many people are there?" , can you spare a few rooms here?"

The man didn't dare to take the money, so Song Shi directly stuffed it and said gently: "Take it. Mr. Huan is the censor, and he specializes in arresting corrupt officials. The mansion is from the Imperial Academy, and all of them are based on incorruptibility. They can't take the common people. One stitch at a time. Those of us not only need to stay overnight, but also borrow some rice for cooking and some hay to feed the horses, all of which cost money."

...Don't take the people's stitches and threads?

Not only did the common people have never heard of it, but the officials in Hanzhong Mansion were stunned by this incorruptibility.

Even if they go to the countryside as errands to collect grain, they still have to send food and drink to the local big households; There are dozens of miles away from the mansion, so I have to go far away, and I will offer a feast of dozens of dishes...

The two lords followed, or led their masters to rest in the main room, and the servants packed up their things and tied their heads and mouths behind them. Yes, before the prefect of the Song Dynasty came, he was almost inseparable from the prince, and he could not see his temper; but after the arrival of their new government officials, it seems that they are really...

He has never received a banquet from a wealthy local household!

It seems that he has never heard of the filial piety of a big family or an official!

A few yamen servants chatted in low voice while tying their horses, a young man in the wing room came out to help them carry hay to feed the horses, and listened to them in silence.

Seeing that he was capable, those clerks were happy to hand over all the work to him. They stood up and asked him, "What food do you have at home? Although our two gentlemen are tolerant and kind, they are high-ranking officials from the capital. You can't eat coarse grains and wild vegetables!"

The man lowered his head and said, "don't worry, sir, we still have some good white noodles at home. Let's make white noodles for adults and gentlemen. There are also newly harvested green wheat at home. Ask the woman to fry them and grind them, and then slaughter them for two." A chicken for the grown-ups, with some fresh vegetables, and scrambled the eggs saved at home."

Although the farm dishes are simple, they are more fresh, and there are fresh melons and eggplants covered with night dew. The survey team has worked all day, and the food is very sweet.

The owner of the house gave up the main room, and all the people living in the main room moved to the side rooms. When they moved, they saw a woman hugging a little girl.Looking at the children, Song Shi thought of his nieces who had just turned one year old, and his nephews who were still in elementary school, and couldn't help sighing: "When I came to the mansion, I was only busy doing things, and I didn't write anything to my family. A few letters."

It has been more than two months since I came out, and I haven't assigned new homework to my nephews yet.

After dinner, he and Huan Ling asked for candles, and when they were lighting up the lamps and fighting to figure out the work, he thought of his nephews.

What he calculates here is the land area, factory building area, foundation, ceiling height, planned wall door and window size, wall thickness, and then use these conditions to calculate how much stone, ash, and silver to use.Song Shi himself found it easy to calculate, so he said: "I think these calculation problems are also easy to calculate. I will copy them down and send them back to Brother Lin and the three of them, so that they can also do the problems at home."

Huan Ling was calculating how much material to transport from each kiln factory every day, and how much to maintain at the dock warehouse. Hearing his words, he pulled his mind out of the calculation and laughed softly: "How can an uncle go out to be an official? , Instead of bringing new clothes and food to my nephew, just give a few arithmetic problems? If I were Brother Lin and the others, I would never be friends with my third uncle in the future."

Song Shi pursed his lips into a smile, leaned close to his ear and said frivolously, "It doesn't matter if they don't get along with third uncle, it's enough for Brother Ling to be on good terms with third uncle."

Brother Ling is willing to befriend Song Sanshu while calculating such a difficult amount of money and food. This is a caring and good boy.

If the child wasn't too heavy, Uncle Song would have to hold him on his lap and love him for a while.Now it's a pity that I can't hug him, so I have no choice but to sit on the man's lap, hold his forearm and rub it thoughtfully twice: "Brother Ling has worked hard for my uncle, third uncle will rub it for you." rub."

After rubbing it twice, I felt that the stiff flesh on Huan Ling's arm became a little stiffer. He clenched his fingers tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand were slightly exposed, and he couldn't help but feel a little difficult to breathe.What they are currently living in is not the high-walled courtyard of King Zhou's Mansion, but a farmyard, and even the next hut is full of people, so they can't make any movement...

He swallowed his saliva, took a few deep breaths, and pressed his hoarse throat and said, "Let's figure out how much labor and materials will be used first. There is almost no road from the factory area we selected to the dock, and transportation is not convenient. Is it convenient to build a wharf nearby to transport ashes from other places by water, or is it convenient to build a road to the original old wharf?"

We will first repair a concrete road surface to make do with it, and then rebuild the asphalt road after the coking output increases.

He needs to burn cement by himself, and the stone and clay he uses are cheaper than baked ones. A tael of silver is enough to buy several carts, and sand can be dug anywhere on the river bank below.More than 20 rams can be hired for one tael of ICBC a day, and the haulers who carry the dirt are only one-third of the silver. It doesn't take much money to build the concrete slab-style factory buildings in this park.

It is estimated that even paving the road is not worth the price of a gate in the palace.

He got up to get the draft he had calculated, and while counting the money, he turned his head and said to Huan Ling: "I am going to Kuanli, and I calculated the price of the long-term worker of the Jingli Shenmu Factory. If the short-term worker can be even cheaper. Hanzhong Mansion It's even worse than Jingli, I guess..."

Just as he was talking, Huan Ling suddenly patted him lightly, and glanced out of the window with a sharp look in his eyes.

Is there an ambush?

Song Shi felt a chill behind his back for an instant, and his skin was covered with goosebumps, but he still talked about ICBC and road construction in his mouth as if nothing had happened.Huan Ling answered casually, got up calmly and walked to the side of the bed, picked up the two swords that he had brought as accessories, and gently pulled out the blades by concealing his figure.

A sword is a weapon that ordinary scholars can wear. When they travel in micro-clothes, they take one with them...mainly for the sake of looking good.

However, the sabers they carried were real Longquan swords, folded and forged steel swords that had been forged through thousands of years of tempering. They were tough and tough, and their two edges cut iron like mud, so they could really be used when taken out.Holding two swords upside down, Huan Ling walked over to the table, quietly handed one to Song Shi under the table, walked to the door very naturally, and observed the movement outside through the gap in the misplaced door.

Song Shi also stood up from the table, pretending to complain that he had been sitting for too long and his lumbar muscles were stiff, and walked to a place out of the way with his sword, ready to look at him and go into battle.

Huan Ling watched as he drew out his sword under the cover of the shadow, stuck it between the cracks in the door, and slashed lightly at the latch.The wooden latch was split into two pieces with a click, and before the latch fell from both sides, he kicked open the door violently, stretched out the long sword, and stabbed at the direction he had already expected.

The moonlight was hazy, only a dark figure could be seen, and he couldn't see where he stabbed, but Song Shi seemed to hear the sound of the sword point entering the flesh clearly in the room, the adrenaline surged, and the muscle cells in the whole body were activated a bit , raised the sword and rushed to the door with a sharp shout: "Get up, there are assassins in the courtyard!"