Follow General Cao to mix the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 20: No Daughter-in-law and No Baby
Tonight, the number of sergeants patrolling outside Wang Hou's mansion has increased a bit. It seems that Mr. Cao, who has received Xiahou Dun's report, has also paid more attention to Taicang.

It's just that when the soldiers were doing their best to protect Wang Hou's safety in the ice and snow, this calf was completely out of his mind on his work. He was so cold that he couldn't sleep for two consecutive nights. Wang Hou had had enough of these days!

For two days, the coal stove in the backyard was burning non-stop. Hundreds of brand new blue bricks have been fired. The technology of this thing has been lost in later generations. The quality is a word, strong!
The lime and clay that Wang Hou wanted were ground finely according to Wang Hou's order before he left in the morning, and they were burned in the stove for a whole day. In a daze, a few men took off their clothes and shirtless and shoveled out of the yellow mud kiln furnace because of the heat. What a wicked feudal society!
The only regret is that no coal has been found. These days, rich people burn charcoal, while poor people go out to collect firewood and mow grass. The value of coal has not yet been reflected. There is no coke for coal refining, and the temperature in the furnace can only be estimated. Reaching more than 1000 degrees, the refined local cement is not of high quality.

Fortunately, building a kang does not require too high quality.

"It smells so bad! What the hell are you doing with this thing?"

He was abducted by Wang Hou and brought home again. As soon as he entered the yard, Cao Hongjie pinched his nose from the smell of lime, and asked angrily with a small face.

But seeing these things, Wang Hou looked like seeing a baby, his eyes lit up, he didn't even bother to answer him, and excitedly waved at Wang Fu who came out from inside.

"Where's the sledgehammer? Start working!"

When I was a child, I lived in a heated kang building, and I burned my own stove. Although it has been more than ten years, the coal stove that can roast a sweet potato and burn a corn is still a deep memory. Under the temptation of the heated kang , in a group of housekeepers stunned, the head of the house turned the hammer in person, and with a few bang bang bangs, a hole was made out of the thick partition wall between the bedroom and the tea room.

"Move the bricks! You guys, close the cement, just this powder, add water and mix it together, where is the trowel? What about the mason! There is no trowel!"

As soon as the servants were summoned around, they mixed cement on the floor of the house. In the adoring eyes of the two plasterers, Wang Hou personally took bricks and mixed mud to build the hearth, but a square stove came out. Afterwards, he forgot to hit the iron stove ring with the row of heads that he had just sadly urged!
This will be discussed later, after the furnace was finished, amidst Wang Hou's yelling, a group of servants were sweating profusely and carried the fired green bricks into his bedroom.

To be honest, Wang Hou really can’t remember the internal structure of the kang, but knowing the function of a major topic does not hinder his imagination. He put bricks along the base of the wall, every other brick is half a brick, and the other end is a brick. One whole brick is built one-third of the way, just like the hollow decoration left on the wall of the rural courtyard in later generations, a row of supporting bricks leaves a lot of holes for the heat to pass through.

Holding a wooden trowel and panting, I built a row. When I turned around, I saw that the sun was about to set. Behind me, a large group of servants and Cao Hongjie were still staring at me, full of sadness, and Wang Hou said again. Initiated Master Xiongweilai.

"What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and help, I can't finish building this one, so I'll have to beat the board!"

Hearing this, Wang Fu was the first to get excited, and stomped his feet angrily.

"If you don't go up to the work, what's the use of you for such rough work? Pull it all to the market and sell it!"

This dual-cluster threat immediately aroused the "working people"'s unlimited "production enthusiasm". This thing can be seen at a glance. More than ten men move bricks and plaster plasters at a very fast speed. It is eight meters long. The body of the kang, which is more than three meters wide and more than half a meter high, gradually revealed its prototype.

There is no electricity these days, and it is difficult to do any work after the sun goes down. With the servants taking over, Wang Hou can also focus on the last difficulty, the chimney.

Fortunately, this thing existed in this era, and the masons gifted by Chen Deng also repaired it. Amidst Wang Hou's yelling, two masons were familiar with the road and piled up bricks at the other corner of the kang.

More people means more strength. The three servants below handed bricks outside, and the two inside stepped on scaffolding to build bricks. Finally, before the last ray of the sun went down, the tiles on the house roof were dried, and the whole section was ugly. The chimney sticks out.

In the end, the only thing left is to wipe the dust. A row of bricks is neatly placed on the surface of the kang with cement, and then a layer of lime is used to spread it. Looking at it, Wang Hou burst into tears again, the cement will have to dry for at least another day, and he can't sleep looking at the hot kang, and he will have to suffer from the cold tonight.

Fortunately, when one plan failed, another plan was made, staring silently at the kang he was still plastering for a few seconds, Wang Houzao slapped his head once and for all.

"By the way, what about the plucked duck down today! Call all the spinning girls under my name!"

In the speechless eyes of Cao Hongjie again, a large pot of fluff soaked in alkaline water smelling like poultry was brought up by a servant, and amidst Wang Hou's bluffing, it was dried on the spot next to a brazier, and then a piece of precious The silk was mercilessly cut into small pieces. According to Wang Hou's order, several maids also began to work greedily. They stuffed the dried chicken and duck down into the small pieces of silk, and then sewed them into fine pieces. Small pockets.

Really couldn't stand Wang Hou's longing eyes, as if staring at a peerless beauty and couldn't move forward, Cao Hongjie insisted on pulling Wang Hou with the ledger between his ears, and dragged Wang Hou out of the room. Yelling fiercely.

"Work, work!!!"

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Not surprisingly, the whole night was still shivering from the cold. In the second half of the night, Cao Hongjie, who was accustomed to the severe cold of this era, could lie on the edge of the brazier and squint for a while, but Wang Hou couldn't sleep at all. until dawn.

However, he also cleaned up all the books and stocks of the 170th warehouse in Taicang, Xudu. The warehouse was built for one year, including some previous introductions. It was written on bamboo slips with a total of 300 volumes, more than 100 catties, but it was written on paper. There are only [-] volumes of booklets with more than [-] pages, and each volume is only about one-third written. No wonder it took a long time to mobilize soldiers, horses, food and grass in ancient times. This can be seen from the efficiency of this work.

Early the next morning, this time before Wang Hou was full with the chicken soup pot, the door of the mansion had already slammed, and Wang Fu followed Wang Fu to open the door with dark circles. As soon as he opened it, Xiahou Dun Xia, who was wearing a black eyepatch in full armor, was already quite social. He clenched his fists heavily, and the leaves of his full armor clattered.

"Wang Lingguan, check the warehouse!"

Mr. Cao has a lot to take into account of major events in the world, and the storage of food in Tai Tai does not seem to be one of his worries. Cao Cao does not know how much food he has in his warehouse. He is probably shocked by the number that Xiahou Dun brought back yesterday. This not only arranged for Xiahou Dun to arrive, but also sent more than a dozen scribes from the prime minister's mansion to follow Wang Hou to check the warehouse.

With the help of manpower, the progress of this day has been much faster. The remaining 320 granaries and 97 grain cellars for rations have been checked easily. Taicang, the capital of Xu, has a book reserve of 29 shi, but in fact only [-] shi can be eaten.

Wang Hou's task is also completed this time. After checking all the warehouses, he directly handed over [-] account books to Xiahou Dun and asked him to take them back to the prime minister's mansion. If he wants to get angry, let Mr. Cao get angry. Here, by keeping an eye on every grain that goes in and out of the warehouse after death, he can completely disregard it, and he is no longer afraid that Cao Da Da will take the blame for him.

However, this one still came back with an uninvited guest, dazedly riding a two-wheeled carriage back to the mansion, this Wang Fu came out of the mansion to greet him, the bewildered Wang Hou was shocked, and then exclaimed in astonishment.

"The account books have been checked! Why did you follow me back?"

Following behind him, Cao Hongjie rode her bay red rouge horse as usual, elegantly following behind his carriage, and fell asleep, so he didn't even notice.

Hearing his exclamation, Cao Hongjie raised her head arrogantly and hummed angrily: "You're going to tear down the bridge just to cross the river? How about treating me to a delicious meal? You haven't invited me yet!" Miss Ben will not let you go before this!"

I haven't invited you to drink chicken soup these two days?Wang Hou couldn't help muttering in his heart.But in my heart, I already regard this girl as the person next to me, and I will come back as soon as I come back. It’s no big deal. Wang Hou, who is used to the feudal lord’s domineering life, shook his head at Wang Fu listlessly: “I don’t want to help the young lady. Get off your horse and go home!"

"What young lady, Miss Ben is not that old?"

In this era, there is no title of young mistress, humming, but Cao Hongjie still jumped off the horse in high spirits, and without Wang Fu greeting, he trotted into the mansion by himself, looking at the old butler Wang with a lovely smile on his face Wang Hou yawned loudly.

"Old Wang, have you done everything I told you to do?"

"Back to the master, except for the charcoal, I am still looking for it. The clothes have already been sewn. The stone bed that the master ordered to build yesterday has also been dried for a day, and it is basically dry!"

There is no coal yet, which really disappointed Wang Hou, but the down jacket and kang are ready, at least you don’t have to suffer from the cold tonight. Hearing this report, Wang Hou couldn’t help but shake himself up, and jumped down briskly. The car comes, go inside.

In his big bedroom next to the main hall of the second entrance, sure enough, the neatly plastered cement was completely dry, and because the processing was very fine, there were basically no cracks or anything. Cao Hongjie was rolling on the ground. , seeing Wang Hou coming in, she snorted disdainfully: "It's hard and cold, I don't know what you are doing so hard for?"

On the other side, Wang Houyao's big down jacket has already been sewn. It still looks like an official uniform on the outside, with a layer of silk added on the inside, but because of the sewing of small silk bags full of fluff, small bags are bulging on the outside. .

Throwing the robe on his body aside like garbage, Wang Hou hurriedly put on the big robe on the kang. The warmth of the down made his body temperature rise by ten degrees in an instant, and he exhaled comfortably, Wang Hou He smiled happily again.

"Of course you can't see anything now, it's amazing when you burn it! Wang Ganzi, add carbon!"

"Clothing like a beast, wearing bird feathers, what's there to be proud of! Hey, wait for me!"

Disdainful and sarcastic, but seeing Wang Hou wearing a new coat and walking to the kitchen next door, the girl got up all of a sudden, took two steps and slipped past.

Curiosity killed the cat, and women have the same attributes as cats. She pretended not to care about Wang Hou's big-ticket Guqiu night, but she was actually too curious.

The black charcoal fire was burned red, and it was burning vigorously in the stove. When the stove was covered, the whole kang was full of fire and gave off heat. Hou is also comfortable to go up heavily, and let out another long breath of foul air.

"One step closer to food and clothing, and finally no need to suffer from the cold!"

　It was a happy day, but I gnawed a bone and broke a big piece of my front tooth. I changed my mood and played in the league. Then I met Shabi another day. I fell on my knees after nine consecutive kneels. I cried depressed...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)