Skynet Architect

Vol 2 Chapter 132: All sold as antiques

"I'm also a burner and turn my head. Isn't it that I can't help vomiting after hearing you say it? Now the anger is gone, honestly go home and seal the kiln mouth honestly. Now the family tradition is also Useless. "He said with a bit of bleakness.

Si Fan instead became interested. This man actually said Feng Yaokou.

That means that their home has a kiln mouth, which is almost equivalent to saying that this person can provide wall tiles.

Don't look at how efficient Si Fan's construction team is now, but the materials used in real construction are still modern. Most are used directly, and then add additives, then building this palace is different now.

He must use more materials, which may be rare in modern times, because things are too niche. Even if there are customizations, they are customized by movie companies and the like. It definitely requires cost-effectiveness, not quality.

Different from Si Fan's pursuit.

"Brother! It ’s also a craft to burn bricks. Let ’s go in and talk. I just want to know how to burn this brick and learn from you. By the way, let us have a meal. You are welcome!" Si Fan pointed to the Xie family in front. The compound.

Who knows, the man shook his head: "It's too expensive here. It is said that there is at least a few thousand yuan for a meal, and a little better is more than 10,000 yuan. I can't afford it, and I don't have this grade. There is a ramen restaurant on the opposite corner, noodles 12 A bowl of money. It's for me! "

He pointed to a small ramen shop that was not too big. It looks very dirty, but the business is really good.

"It doesn't matter, my brother, I made a little business and made some money. It's ok to eat, come in! I'm a good person. Really!" Si Fan advised.

The man looked at Si Fan, looked at the books he was holding, and finally nodded.

"Okay! I'll go in and tell you how our country used to burn paper and wall bricks. Anyway, this technique will be lost afterwards. My child said why don't I learn this stuff, I have to go to New North to learn to cook , Eh. "He sighed, as if sighing that his craft was about to be lost. ,

Si Fan also felt sorry for his craft. How many precious technologies have disappeared so silently. How much precious intellectual property has disappeared in the five thousand years of Chinese history.

You should know that when Si Fan went to see the Yue Wang Gou Jian sword a few thousand years ago, he could already have such a forging process and keep it stainless for thousands of years. This is the most recent years in modern times. Only in modern science can it be theoretically achieved, but whether it is really useful or not requires a thousand-year time test.

Si Fan took him into the Xie's compound, and was immediately confused by the layout here. It was not known who copied it. It looked like that, but there were no details.

At least the sculpture on the shadow wall that had just entered the gate made Si Fan almost vomit blood.

This is a dragon sculpture, or a Jiulong opera pearl, Si Fan wondered. Who dare to carve such a shadow wall in ancient times? Is this looking for death?

Looking at other details ... well. Sfandel admits that there are no details here at all, and they are almost blank. There are no carved beams, and occasionally carving on the bright side is also mechanical work.

What made Si Fan cried and laughed was the man beside him. He secretly wall bricks quietly, and then stepped on the ground.

He even said close to Si Fan: "If the bricks on the ground were thrown away in ancient times, there isn't a good one at all. Really good bricks need to be knocked, no holes. As for this piece Children, all of them are holes, and it sounds bad to knock on them. "

Listening to his introduction, Si Fan responded to the recent records, and he understood these details in his heart, and then corresponded to the floor tiles of Prince Phoebe in his own system. That felt a lot. It was necessary.

Just a little detail can realize the difference.

Nine songs and eighteen turns, this family has done enough. It is well-known that the Xie Family Courtyard can attract so many people. When walking in it, it is easy to be infected by this historical atmosphere. Not many people notice the special details at all, maybe most people don't understand it.

Looking at all the rich people in and out. The man around him can be said to be unique, and in front of Si Fan, there is a dedicated person to lead the way.

"Sir, your Boya Xuan is right in front. Please wait a moment. Our chef has prepared all your dishes and is ready to serve." The waiter led Si Fan into one wearing the clothes of an ancient domestic servant. In the elegant room.

According to the arrangement of this family, this should be a high-end guest room. But when they are restaurants, they must undergo some transformation. Looking at nature also has the tenderness of Jiangnan water village.

"Brother, let's try the snack here right now. By the way, wait for a designer I want to meet today. I hope you don't mind." Si Fan invited the man into the room and waited for the waiter to pour tea Said.

The man grinned: "My name is Zhao Mubai, and I'm just a kiln worker, except for the kiln, he will plant land, an ordinary farmer."

He said modestly.

Si Fan also introduced himself and, by the way, explained a part of himself today.

"I heard you say so much outside just now, and you are a kiln again. I wonder if you know where you can still burn the ancient type of wall tiles? I don't want modern techniques." Si Fan explained carefully .

He suddenly laughed.

"Ancient wall tile? It burned a lot. But most people sell it for antiques ~ www.readwn.com ~ he smiled kindly.

Si Fan was stunned. Can bricks be antiques? Isn't this kidding?

But soon he understood that the wall brick thing was really collectible. There are also special buys of ancient wall tiles. This thing has a long history and high quality, and it can be used by modern people.

"I don't know how much people can sell as antique wall tiles now, and how much can they sell as new ones?" Si Fan asked.

Zhao Mubai smiled instead.

"It's old and sold as antiques, starting at two hundred dollars. If it's sold as modern bricks ... it's worthless. No one uses your stuff." He was very straightforward.

Si Fan didn't know what to say.

He knows that the bricks used for partitioning are ordinary red bricks, which are usually referred to as slabs. This stuff is cheap and the material is relatively soft. When you want to remove it, bring an electric pick-up for a while You can remove a wall.

But what if you replace this ancient wall tile? I can't figure it out for a short while.

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