Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

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After a nap, Huang Zhonglai delivered all the gains from this Jiaozhi trip.

"Uncle, it's probably more than three thousand."

Because many of the seized items were difficult to estimate, Huang Zhong and Fang Jaylun worked for a day before they gave a rough figure.

"It's boring."

During this trip to Jiaozhi, Fang Xing's subordinates wiped out a large number of wealthy families and seized a large number of belongings.

Some of these properties will be handed over to the emperor and the Ministry of Households, and some will be left in Jiaozhi as funds for reconstruction.

In the last part, Fang Xing divided them directly according to their heads.

Of course, this point is exquisite.

According to the unspoken rules, the seizures are allocated based on the rank of the position. As Xinghebo, Fang Xing certainly gets the bulk.

Xin Laoqi said, "Master, those brothers all want to bring their families."

"It should be."

Fang Xing agreed with this, but Xin Laoqi had some concerns.

"Master, when the time comes to build those houses, they will be useless after the capital is moved!"

Huang Zhong also felt a bit wasteful: "Uncle, the construction speed of Peking is very fast. Moving the capital is just the effort of the past few years. Should we not let them bear it?"

"No!"

Fang Xingzheng said: "Those brothers spared their lives to defend Daming and sent me to the title of Xinghe Bo. Let's not forget our roots! Build it! Just build it under the mountain!"

But it was definitely not possible to build a wooden house, it would cost too much, so Fang Xing planned to build a brick house.

"Burn the cement!"

Fang Xing felt that although the traditional adhesive was good, it was too wasteful, so it was better to get the cement out.

"Go, get clay, cinder, gypsum, and lime, and finally go to Zhu Fang to get some iron-making slag, let's make cement."

Fang Xing didn't want to get powdered ore, just keep it simple, just get a cement that can build a house.

"No wood?"

Huang Zhong was a little puzzled, because even if it was a brick house, the top of it still had to be supported by wood.

"do not want."

Are you kidding me? If there is cement, I will ask Zhu Fang to get some steel bars and build rural bungalows directly, okay?

"burn!"

In front of the lime-burning shaft kiln, after waiting for people to put all the raw materials in, he ordered.

"Master, what do you do after it's cooked?"

Zhu Fang is here with a lot of skills.

Fang Xing said vigorously: "Grinding, grind all these things fine, the finer the better."

When he turned around, he asked someone to dig the foundation again. After the digging was completed, Fang Xing looked at the hole densely under the mountain, feeling a new countryside in a daze.

"Brother Dehua, what is this?"

As soon as Zhu Zhanji arrived, he saw the lively scene at the foot of the mountain, and he almost stepped into a cave himself.

"Repair the house."

Fang Xing pointed to the steel bars and said, "Using these and cement as bones and then laying bricks is convenient and fast, and it will be no problem for decades."

"really?"

Why can't the brick house flourish? Wood is the key.

When the steel mesh is erected, the adjusted concrete is poured into the holes.

"Stir, shake, or it won't be firm."

"Well, when you come tomorrow, make sure you can't twitch those steel bars."

...

The next day, Zhu Zhanji made a special visit. He pulled the exposed steel bar vigorously, and then stamped it with his foot, but the steel bar was only bent a little, but the foundation was unbreakable.

Fang Xing smiled and said: "If you can't move it, the next step is to make a pillar mold on it, continue watering, and then lay bricks."

Zhu Zhanji thought for a while and said, "What about the roof?"

The roof is a place with the highest technical content, but Fang Xing still shook his head.

"No, we have a prefabricated board, and we will finish it by laying it on it."

The production of prefabricated panels is much simpler. Zhu Zhanji suddenly asked after seeing this: "Brother Dehua, what if this thing is used to build a city?"

Fang Xing said with a toothache: "This... it's not good if you have a long time limit, unless you just want to repair it over a hundred years."

Looking at those city walls, they still won't fall after hundreds of years. If you use cement, you can't be sure about it.

The construction of the city wall is not a small project. If it is demolished and rebuilt once in a few decades, it will be useless except for the chicken dripping that can increase Ming.

"Brother Dehua, I think if you use a brick house, can it be fireproof?"

Fang Xing nodded and said: "Fire prevention is not that exaggerated, but if it is a small-scale fire, this kind of brick house is much safer than a wooden house."

If the wooden house is on fire, it will be difficult to control the fire together, and the house itself will become a source of fire.

"That's a pity."

Zhu Zhanji felt a little regretful.

"If brick houses can be used, they have stronger fire resistance than wooden houses and no air leakage. The key is how many trees can it save?"

"Look at the hilltops near Jinling. How many were cut down to build these wooden houses?"

Fang Xing gave an example: "The Guanzhong area was a luxuriant land with a lot of cultivated land, but after a few generations, you can go and see now, what else is there except the loess?"

Zhu Zhanji hesitated: "Brother Dehua, what do you mean...The present in Guanzhong has something to do with cutting trees?"

"It means cutting down too many trees and grazing too much."

Fang Xing remembered that the degraded areas in the future were a little depressed: "The root system of vegetation is developed, which can firmly lock the soil, and also has the effect of retaining water. If there is no vegetation, the place will slowly degenerate and it is not suitable for human habitation. ."

However, neither Fang Xing nor Zhu Zhanji can care about it~www.NovelMTL.com~ We can only hope that the brick house will gradually spread out.

"Be level!"

Fang Xing left a word and slipped away with Zhu Zhanji.

"Those women are ready to be sent everywhere, and the people below feel that there are fewer people and not enough distribution."

Zhu Zhanji has to go too, he has to **** the princess and Wanwan to the temple to offer incense today.

"To be assigned?"

Fang Xing beckoned, waiting for the knife to come forward and asking back and forth: "How many of those cochin women are missing?"

The knife thought for a while and said, "Master, it's not a few, there are more than 60 missing in total."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Where have they all been sent, you know?"

"Yes, that booklet has been handed over to Mr. Huang."

Fang woke up and called Huang Zhong.

"Uncle, the highest person is Guo Weixian, the minister of the courtesy department. Wu Xun also gave a few, and even Li Maofang gave them to both."

Huang Zhong handed the booklet to Fang Xing.

Fang Xing was surprised: "Then Li Maofang is already inhumane? Why does he want women?"

Huang Zhong stayed in Jinling and watched the movements of all parties all the time. He said contemptuously: "Then Li Maofang found his son, and the princess didn't care about him anymore, so he took pleasure in torturing the maid in the house every day. Several tossed to death by him."

"brute!"

Xiaodao thought that Fang Xing was worried about the two Cochin women, and said, "Master, or let's **** those two women back."

"What is it?"

At this moment, Fang Xing could not see the gesture of being filled with righteous indignation for those women during Cochin, nor could he see the eagerness to regard Cochin women as relatives. Some just...

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