After completing the land transaction with Master Murong Qiu, Grandpa immediately invited craftsmen from Wangcheng.

On the side of the poplar forest on the side of the site, a huge sheepskin tent was erected, and several stoves and cauldrons were built.

Lu Yu drove the ox cart from Chang'anfang and purchased tables, chairs, benches, hammocks, pots and pans and other daily necessities needed during the construction period from the city.

And the guys of Murong Villa at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, a hundred and ten miles away, have already received instructions from Master Murong to suspend the jade mining operation.

Under the leadership of Uncle Ming, they cut down hundreds of thick willow trees and poplars along the banks of the upper reaches of the Khotan River.

Then wading through the water gathered the logs together and made them into several long rows.

In the end, all the ox carts and horse-drawn carts in the mountain villa were used to transport some high-quality stones from the jade mound pile and along the Khotan River to the wooden rafts by the river.

These tasks are all laborious work, and the guys are tired and lie down after a few days.

After the wooden raft was filled, Uncle Ming instructed everyone to pull out the anchor rod.

In the middle of summer, it is the flood season of the Khotan River, and the wooden rafts have left the river bank one after another, and galloped along the surging river in the direction of the Qingfengze Lake downstream.

After two hours, the long dragon formed by wooden rows had successfully passed through the mouth of the lake and came to the center of the lake, and everyone was immediately fascinated by the scenery in front of them.

But seeing the clear waves on the lake and the gulls and herons in rows, the fat fish that were startled by the sound of the row jumped out of the water from time to time, stirring up waves around the wooden row.

Such a beautiful scenery is completely a beautiful picture of the south of the Middle River in the south of the Yangtze River.

When the first batch of soft and sweet naan cakes in the shore shed were taken out of the newly built naan stove by the naan master, and the strong aroma of roasting whole sheep had spread to both sides of the lake with the hot wind, Uncle Ming and his queue full of stones finally stopped steadily on the edge of the temporary dock by the lake.

"Yaxi! BROZHER, BROTHERS! ”

Grandpa and Lu Yu couldn't hold back the ecstasy in their hearts, and every Hu brother who came ashore had a passionate bear hug.

And these hungry foreign boys, after a little greeting, unceremoniously took out their own knives, cut off a piece of burnt and fat barbecue, took a few pieces of freshly baked naan, and hid in the shade of the poplar forest in twos and threes, and feasted on them.

Just like when they returned to Murong Villa to enjoy dinner after picking jade every day.

Now the people in charge of the kitchen at the construction site are Murong Qionglin, Murong Yaobi sisters, as well as several masters and maids hired from the royal city.

After hearing from their father that their grandfather had resigned from their name to build an inn, the two sisters were as happy as larks flying from Middle-earth.

After the two sweethearts have their own careers, the day when they come to propose to their father is not far off.

On the other hand, they are also full of curiosity about what this once world-famous Jincheng County Yi's Inn looks like.

So on the first day of the inn's construction, the two came to the scene without their parents' recommendation and helped the kitchen

Of course, these two daughters of rich and noble families, chess, piano, calligraphy, painting, brocade embroidery may be connoisseurs.

But for the work in the kitchen and construction site, it is a great luck that they are not in the way on the spot.

Fortunately, they are all the guys and helpers of their own families in Chang'an Fang and Murong Villa, and it is rare to see the two daughters of Murong Dong's family in ordinary times, and this time they can work tirelessly to help everyone serve tea and water, which still plays a great role in boosting everyone's morale.

Some young guys ran to the two layman ladies to report their work when they had nothing to do, and took the opportunity to enjoy the beauty of the two beauties.

Grandpa and Lu Yu racked their brains for several days, and finally drew a rough sketch of Yi's century-old store on the shore of the Yellow Water on a piece of papyrus from Loulan Kingdom.

At this time, he was following behind the head craftsman in charge of the construction, an old Tocharian man, patiently introducing him to where the guest rooms were, where the wells were, and where the troughs for the cattle were placed.

Where is the guest room area, which side is the family activity area, the room, dining room, bathroom, study, practice ground everything.

Grandpa can't wait to copy the house in his hometown as it is, and there is a longing for his separated relatives and a strong nostalgia here.

And Lu Yu added some objects that his grandfather didn't expect from time to time, and the two sang and harmonized, which made the old Tocharian a little annoyed.

The Han architectural style and site pattern mentioned by the two are rarely seen in this area of Khotan.

So the old man had a showdown with his grandfather, and naturally asked him to preside over the construction, so it was according to his rules.

Otherwise, he would take all the craftsmen away at once, and let Grandpa hire another master.

In the end, the grandfather had to make a compromise, and the pattern was as he said, all stone and wood structures.

As for how to build and how to arrange manpower, it is entirely up to this old craftsman to organize and plan.

With such a promise from the master, the Tocharian craftsman stroked his gray beard and laughed.

He patted his chest and assured his grandfather that the construction skills of their team were unsurpassed in the entire north of the Green Ridge and in the area of Khotanshule.

At this point, Grandpa had no doubt that the craftsmen introduced by Master Murong Qiu through the acquaintances of the Wangcheng Ministry of Industry must be first-class in terms of their construction.

After a short rest after dinner, Uncle Ming and the others took the carriage sent by Chang'an Fang and went back to Murong Villa.

Over the next month or so, they used the same method to bring plenty of wood and stone to the construction site.

There is little rain in Khotan throughout the year, and the days are long and the nights are short in summer, which is very conducive to construction operations.

Therefore, the construction of the inn progressed rapidly, and two months later, in the golden autumn, the whole building was completed.

At this time, the thousands of miles of poplar forests on both sides of the inn are falling leaves, like countless colorful butterflies flying under the blue sky.

Behind the Qingfengze Lake, the reeds on the shore of the lake are like immature beams all over the mountains, becoming a sea of gray-white reeds.

The first batch of wild geese that went south for wintering were flying in a long herringbone formation across the vast Huanglong Sand Sea from Hudi in the north to make a short stop on the tidal flats around the Great Lake.

Fallen leaves return to the roots, birds return to the nest.

It has been two years since he fled from Jincheng County in China to this small country in the Western Regions.

On the day of the completion ceremony of the inn, after bathing and burning incense, he looked at the mansion in front of him that looked like the old shop in his homeland and occupied an area twice as large, thinking of those relatives who had gone to the end of the world and could never see each other again in this life, as well as the brothers who came all the way west with him and unfortunately died in the sea of sand, the young grandfather couldn't help but feel sad, knelt in the direction of his hometown in Jincheng in the northeast, and cried loudly.

Lu Yu saw the young master's grief, and he also sat on the ground as if he was infected, crying out for the sky.

The heroes from all walks of life who came to congratulate them were inexplicably surprised when they saw these two descendants of the Han family, who had always been vigorous, and suddenly cried like a girl.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and everyone looked at each other, unable to figure out the situation.

Master Murong Qiu and several brothers from Murong Villa hurriedly stepped forward and helped the two up.

"Two virtuous nephews, today is the day of great joy for the completion of your new home, don't be so sad, it will make people laugh! Be happy! Full of joy! ”

Old Master Murong Qiu took the hands of the two of them and laughed in the tone of an elder.

"Don't think about the past! The guests are still waiting for the feast to begin! Clean up your face! ”

After two years of living and working together, Uncle Ming, the head of Murong Villa, has regarded his grandfather and Lu Yu as his own sons and nephews.

He comforted the two of them while handing them a cloth towel to wipe their faces.

"Yi Linfeng and Lu Yudong's all-camel banquet is ready! It's time to eat! ”

At this moment, Murong Yaobi rushed from the back kitchen to the foyer, opened her voice to the onlookers, and shouted happily.

Grandpa has returned to normal, he looked around heartily, and smiled: "I remembered some of the past, it's rude!" It's rude! Hehe! The shop has just purchased a batch of Shanshanguo's wine grapes, please drink it happily today, don't get drunk and don't go home! ”

Only then did the crowd regain their joyful scene, and they followed behind Murong Yaobi with a smile and smiling, rushing towards the backyard venue.