Savage Fortune Little Landlord

Chapter 73 No.70 Three Was Hit

Forced by the situation, Xia Weiwei doesn't show any embarrassment when she pretends to be stupid.

This time, listening to Heishi's coaxing words, she felt uncomfortable.

Although the words are deceptive words, but the heart to coax her is sincere.

"I see." Turning her head, Xia Weiwei smiled with the same sincerity: "Then I'll just wait for Elder Brother Heishi."

She also thought that the mother and daughter would give up to accompany her, but she didn't want the child to be so sensible, for a moment, Qingmei was a little stunned.

"Grandma Qingmei." The struggling Xia Weiwei could only speak: "We have to put out the fire."

"Oh." Qingmei nodded.

Just nod.

Do not move.

Xia Weiwei was speechless.

"I'll get it." Heishi wisely turned around to put out the fire.

From the beginning to the end, Qingmei never asked Xia Weiwei what was going on, and even Heishi didn't say anything, so she didn't ask any further.

All the way in, she just listened to Xia Weiwei and Heishi complaining about the strangeness of the mud, listening to the two mud bricks on their left.

Qingmei thought that what Xia Weiwei wanted to do was mud bricks, and what she didn't want her to know was mud bricks. No matter how curious she was, she didn't ask, and Xia Weiwei and Heishi thought they had told Qing Mei about this , never thought that each other never mentioned it to Qingmei.

Afterwards, every time they talked about the progress, Qingmei's face was constipated, and as time passed, the two of them stopped mentioning it in front of her.

This day is the ninth day of exchanging jobs with the tribe, and the eighth day of studying mud bricks.

The progress of the mud bricks is still zero, but the experiment of saponin and cooked yam has come to a perfect conclusion.

The saponin is not only refined, but the refined saponin is quite toxic, and the test subjects who stuffed it can't last long, and the test subjects that were poisoned by the saponin-soaked fish are the same as the test subjects that were directly poisoned. The secondary damage caused by the subject is not significant.

When properly tuned, they can use it to hunt.

"Ah Que, we are not fish, we need to experiment a few more times."

"Well, I will find a way to catch swans later, and when I have a chance in the future, I will catch more small animals and continue the experiment."

Speaking of swans, Heishi's eyes lit up, and when he heard the last sentence, his eyes almost gave Xia Weiwei.

Opening his mouth, he wanted to complain, but after a second thought, he felt that this vision was wonderful.

"Let's think about catching swans slowly. The most important thing now is to make clay bricks!"

"...You can't let me ignore it at this time?"

This adobe simply tossed the two of them to death.

That mud is like not wanting to build a house.

No matter how you do it, it's not right.

She was going crazy.

"How about using red plaster?" Heishi asked tentatively.

After drying, the hardness of the red paste mud is not bad, and there will be no cracks. Even if it is not fired, it is a good building material. If it is fired into ceramic tiles, it will be even better.

A house built with ceramic bricks can be lived in for two lifetimes, let alone a lifetime.

But red paste mud is not everywhere.

"I'm thinking of a way, if it doesn't work, use red paste!"

The house, in this comfortable winter, she must build, so that she can settle herself in the first place when she finds a suitable place when she migrates next year.

She believes that in any case, only by settling oneself first can life be improved day by day.

"Don't worry about it today, you can go there after you have eaten!"

The red plaster mud's suggestion was basically adopted. Xia Weiwei asked him to rest, and Heishi naturally would not object. His patience and confidence were indeed wiped out.

After packing up their things, the two worked together to heat up the fish soup.

After eating, one went back to the tribe to practice kneading, and the other went to collect dried fish.

Heishi said that Xia Weiwei was going to rest early today, so Grandpa Kezi took the opportunity to find him.

It's a pity that I waited and waited in the tent but no one was found.

"Is there something wrong with the dried fish?"

"No way?"

But take in the dried fish, as long as he waited for this time, how many dried fish should be taken in.

Grandpa Kezi became a little worried, and looked out in a hurry.

"Didn't it mean harvesting fish?"

Didn't you say you want to rest?

Facing Xia Weiwei who was digging the earth wheezing and wheezing, Grandpa Kezi couldn't say a word.

In the past, he never felt that the children of other families were lazy, but now, except for the one in front of him, he felt that all the children were lazy.

Grandpa Kezi knew that Xia Weiwei was tinkering with earth bricks, and he would ask Xia Weiwei's progress every day. Naturally, he also knew that Xia Weiwei and Heishi were about to be driven mad by the mud.

Seeing Xia slightly digging the red soil on the hill, he couldn't help sighing: "Don't you really think it's the soil?"

"...Mostly it's the soil!" I really don't want to admit it, but this is indeed my negligence.

Wiping off his sweat, Xia Weiwei explained: "The grassy marshes are basically flooded with water, and the upper layer of soil is basically silt. There are too many impurities in the silt and it is too fine. Most importantly, it still stinks!"

She smelled the unique smell of mud every day, and if she didn't come to collect the dried fish today, if she didn't accidentally drop the dried fish into the deep pit dug out by the men who helped clean up the thorns, she would have seen the purer mud. Even if she thought it was mud, she couldn't remember where the problem was.

Not to mention that there is still a lot of trouble, but building a house in the future will definitely take many detours.

Too eager to know whether this red clay can be used to make clay bricks, Xia Weiwei hastily stuffed the wooden stick in his hand to Grandpa Kezi: "Grandpa Kezi, help me plan it, I'll fetch water and get things."

He held the wooden stick in a daze and watched Xia Weiwei go away. After a long time, Grandpa Kezi returned to digging the soil.

The house is also a big problem, and he still hopes to solve the adobe issue.

Grandpa Kezi said to go for a while, but no one was seen until the evening break, and everyone was a little nervous.

When Xunmu shouted that today's practice was over, everyone hurried inside.

When Hong Lizi told everyone that not only Xia Weiwei hadn't been back, but even Grandpa Kezi had gone forever, everyone became restless.

"What? Ah Que hasn't come back, and Grandpa Kezi hasn't come back since he left?"

"What's going on? Nothing will happen, right?"

"It should be fine. If something happens, Uncle Kezi will definitely notify us first."

"Yes, Uncle Kezi will notify us if something happens."

Everyone trusts the safety factor on the grass marsh, and an old fox like Grandpa Kezi, if something happens to the child, it is impossible for him not to find everyone immediately.

Since it is impossible for the child to have an accident, the problem is mostly the problem brought by Grandpa Kezi. Naturally, everyone imagined in one direction.

"Is it because Ah Que doesn't want to teach us how to do it?"

"What nonsense?" Qingmei scolded in a low voice, without giving everyone a chance to speak: "If she wants to teach Sister Hongli about something, what are you lying about?"

In just seven or eight days, the red plums have been wrapped up for everyone. Now, the 36 families of the tribe have used straw mats in every family.

Now, she's making a quilt.

But are straw mats, quilts and grass clothes the same nature?

No, until now Hong Li said that she didn't figure it out.

　Daily shout, ask for tickets, ask for collection...
　　
　
(End of this chapter)