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"Five ... 500 thousand wall tiles! How much is that!" The stunned village didn't calculate how much the money was for a long time.

Zhao Mubai beside him was already stunned! He estimated that Si Fan would give a large price, a very high price and a very large amount, but he did not expect so much.

Si Fan smiled.

"I think this price is very fair, and ... these wall tiles are to be shipped to Dubai. The 500 yuan I need is CIF, not FOB!" Si Fan explained again that the gap was very high. !! It is even more important to account for transportation costs.

Even so, this is a lot of money!

The profits made Zhao Mubai a little bit confused about what Si Fan meant.

Who knows Si Fan smiled: "I naturally have a reason to give you such a large profit. During the entire construction process, I hope that every brick will exceed the quality of that year, and every brick will be guaranteed to remain in history Appreciation. "

His words revealed his ambition.

Only art will appreciate with history, and Si Fan's pursuit is art.

Even at the most expensive price, some special buildings you build should be turned into artworks.

For example, the two homes this time, the home of Prince Ajman Ahmed must reach the level of the palace.

Prince Haman, the crown prince, has to be promoted by half a division. Wireless is close to the palace.

The difference may be only historians, slowly exploring, anyway, so many requirements for Si Fan.

The old village chief can't speak now. I just calculated how much I want to order by pulling my fingers with my fingers.

As for what real estate development! Go to hell! Anyway, the land should be sold out, and the location of this kiln factory can't sell anything!

This is the real cash cow! How much is just a business ... several ...

Anyway, the old village chief is not enough. But he grabbed Si Fan's hand.

"Don't leave. Zhaojiagou has never neglected the habit of noble guests. You must go after dinner!"

Zhao Mubai in the narration had some fungus.

He looked at the city bricks in front of him, then looked at the brick kiln behind him, and finally gritted his teeth: "Little boss! You must wait for me for a while. I will go to the secret records of the city bricks made by our clan to burn!

Zhao Mubai threw an otherwise delicate wall tile in his hand and dropped it on the ground. Spread your legs and quickly run to your room.

This guy is an intoxicated guy who burns bricks. His love for stones penetrates the bone marrow, otherwise he won't persist until now, until Si Fan appears.

Sfan squatted silently and held the abandoned brick in his hand!

The feeling of the brick in the hand suddenly changed.

Unlike porcelain, this is a kind of masonry material, very delicate, it seems to be able to catch up with pottery, but it is masonry.

With such a brick, Si Fan believed that Zhao Mubai had found a new method.

Seeing Zhao Mubai's gradual departure, Si Fan could only ask the old village chief: "Zhao Mubai has not given up on the development of new wall tiles in these years?"

He asked.

The old village chief on the other side said proudly: "When he has money every month, he will always try to open the kiln to make it once! Then save money and wait for the next month!"

"I have suffered a lot in these years! And all the things he was not satisfied with will be in accordance with the habits of the year. Paving these wall tiles on the ground."

"If you look carefully, the wall tiles in the front yard are the defective products that Zhao Mubai has burned for so many years!" He led Si Fan to carefully look at Zhao Mubai's paved floor.

really. Most of the ancient wall tiles on the ground were before the Republic of China. At that time, when they were prosperous, the Yuanmingyuan, which was called the Garden of Wanyuan, should have these bricks and tiles made by these ancestors!

The original prosperity was completely abolished in the Republic of China.

Until now, no one has built a city wall.

The recently rebuilt ones are all reinforced concrete cast pits, just to cheat the ticket money.

It's all a joke.

Si Fan gently touched the masonry on the ground, feeling the concentration of the craftsman at that time.

I also have great admiration in my heart. Without these sages! There is nothing to be proud of in this country.

"How many artisans worked hard day and night this year!" Si Fan admired.

Gently brush your hand across the brick wall.

It was written in the official book of the Procurator of Yichun County, Yuanzhou Prefecture, Chen Tingyu, the official of Gao Heng, and Zhao Deshan, a craftsman. It was made on August 8, Hongwu.

This is the most exciting brick Sifan saw.

The other wall tiles have the inscription at the bottom so that no one can see it. This is the only place where people can see it in broad daylight.

It was just that the old village chief's face was a bit disgusting. Looking at this city brick seemed to want Si Fan to leave quickly.

The city bricks here are different from those made by Si Fan. The city bricks here are all uniformly regulated, and they are all relatively small. It is about 40 cm long, 19 cm wide, and 1.5 cm high! Hard texture!

In order to pursue a little beauty, the custom-made city bricks use larger materials.

Although this choice is not exactly the same as the ancient buildings of the year. But it will be more beautiful.

After all, this is a new construction. It's not a complete copy.

Si Fan just looked curiously at the brick wall, but after the village chief gave a sigh of relief, he couldn't help sighing.

"Well! These are the warnings of the year. This is the warning that our Zhaojia Village has learned from blood!"

He knelt down in front of the city brick with a few tears, and gave three respectful nods.

"This is how our ancestors used their lives to warn us that future generations must use intricate craftsmanship, and there must be no half-points! Because our glory is cast from the blood of our ancestors."

Then the old village chief told the **** history of the brick wall.

"In that year, our Zhaojiagou fired the magical strategy gate city bricks during the Hongwu years ~ www.readwn.com ~ Each child city brick was required to strike each other three times! No cracks or obvious damages were considered acceptable. If it passes, it will be sent back for re-firing, if two consecutive firings are unsuccessful! "

"Kill without amnesty!"

The village chief said in a cold voice, with a bit of grief.

"In order to break through the burning technology, the ancestors of the year researched the burning process day and night! Only then did we have the opportunity to burn the magic gate at that time."

"At that time, our Zhaojiagou had no reputation at the time. Those ancestors of that year were not so superb. In order to burn the right wall tiles, we had to burn more! Choose the right city tiles from them.

"At that time, we were burning 100,000 city bricks in Zhaojiagou. At the last time, we still lacked 3,000 city bricks. This ancestor was the village head of Zhaojiagou, who was ours then.

"At the last moment, he put all his burned-out pieces into the city bricks for inspection!"

"And the villagers of Zhaojiagou desperately burned during this period, and finally made up 100,000 city bricks at the last investigation."

"At that time! Zhaojiagou saved the opportunity to burn the city bricks! But the village chief delayed the military plane by firing errors!"

"Here! That's where the execution was."

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