"That, there are reeds, I mean there is no such reed, it grows in pieces in the muddy water, the rod is oily and porcelain, slender, elastic, tough, there is so."

Stretched out his little finger to measure the thickness, but found that he was fed too well by his mother, his little hands were too fat, and his fingers were a little thick, and he said: "It's about as thick as the thin end of chopsticks." ”

This kind of reed is called Bacao in Zhao Yue's hometown in his previous life, Zhao Yue doesn't know this world, what is it called in Cangzhou, so he has to describe it.

"Oh-"

The housekeeper Lao Liu responded first, "Little master, the one you said, we have a lot of them, we can't weave mats and hats, horses don't eat, cows don't gnaw, it's useless, it's good to cook on the fire." At most, the villagers don't have the money to buy a door curtain like ours, so they use it to weave it, and hang it on the door window in summer to block flies and mosquitoes. Oh, dried radish, also made from it. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Yue was generally sure that it was it, but he still had to take a look.

Lao Liu is the head of the waiter, how can his eyesight be ordinary, he immediately saw it, and hurriedly beckoned the son who was holding the door outside to quickly fold one of them, so that the little young master could see the steadfastness.

………………

Zhao Yue held a half-foot-long one, "That's it." Don't underestimate this thing. It's water-resistant and corrosion-resistant, that is, rot-resistant, and the fiber is good, uh, it's a good material for papermaking anyway, use it to weave a thick curtain to spread the roof, and then smear it with three or five centimeters of yellow mud, uh,"

Seeing that everyone also has the attitude of a dog looking at the stars for the word centimeter, he couldn't help but sigh in frustration.

This world doesn't even have precision weights and measures, developing technology? Alas! I don't know how many difficulties are waiting for me quietly.

"Bitter or not, think about the Long March 20,000; Tired or not, think about Huang Jiguang and Dong Cunrui. ”

Zhao Yue ignored everyone's weirdness, shouted wantonly, lifted his breath, and then reached out and measured it with his thumb and index finger, "It's about that thick." Oh, anyway, it's almost sealed and strong, and then there are conditions to lay tiles, unconditional wheat straw, the roof is impermeable, heat insulation and cold protection, isn't this warm in winter? You don't have to be flustered in the house in the summer. ”

Everyone was ashamed, but their eyes lit up: "Yes, why can't we think of it?" It's so easy and cheap."

After thinking about it again, he comforted himself again: "People are prodigies with undivine, and naturally they know things that we don't know and can't think of." It's normal. So it's not like we're stupid. ”

So far, just because of this little thing, Liu Wu, who eavesdropped on the door outside the house, has actually recognized and accepted Zhao Yue's ghost theory in his heart, and naturally also accepts that Zhao Yue is a god and not a demon. At least everyone thinks that Zhao Yue is not an outlier.

Zhao Yue was keenly aware of this change, and looked at his grandmother who relaxed her body and closed her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking, and couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, this most dangerous level has finally passed, as long as I am allowed to grow, I will not be afraid of difficulties and thrills in the future." At present, we have to consolidate the results first, we have to hold my grandmother well, and let the aunts and grandmothers who support my mother in the most needed moments also gain something. At the very least, I have to make sure that the old people have a good impression of me. ”

His gaze turned to Daddy Beard.

"Dad, do you think it's not snowing often, the sun is still old, and the bed is not too cold, so you should seal the grandmothers' houses tightly?"

Zhang's eyes rolled, and he looked at the young son's flashing eyes, nodded with a smile and added, "What Yue'er said is true." My mother is old, not as young and hardy as we are, so I have to quickly spread that thing up. ”

When the old ladies heard this, they immediately had smiles on their faces.

Guo Shi smiled and nodded to mend the knife, uh, I was wrong, it should be the icing on the cake to make up for the warmth, "The house is warmer, we with old arms and legs have Fuluo, and we can spend the winter comfortably in the future." ”

Immediately, an old lady said, "It's not like that." Every winter, the kang under this body is hot, but there is a cold air on it, and if you are not careful, you will catch a cold, but you can have enough of sin. Now it's all right. Xiao Yue'er is awake and filial. ”

And then there was a bunch of cheers. The old ladies were chattering happily.

Old Mrs. Ning didn't like to listen to others praise who was better than her eldest grandson, but her face finally returned to some of her former kindness, and when she opened her eyes to look at Zhao Yue, her eyes also showed some warmth and appreciation.

Zhao Dayou exhaled heavily and regained the self-confidence of the lord of a village.

He waved his hand to the housekeeper who was looking at him, "Don't worry, the hemp rope and other materials are ready-made, and it won't take long to dry." I see that Yue'er still has something to say about this, and I will listen to him. ”

Zhao Yue hummed, "Make that up, let's call it the ceiling." If it's thicker, you have to have five or six roots. There is a way, you don't need to tighten it for one by one, and the multi-strand rope needs to be knitted by many people together. Find a long log, support it at both ends, and wrap the hemp rope on the heavier wooden pendant, two pairs, the rope is staggered and added to the reeds, and the pendant is staggered on the horizontal log,"

Needless to say, the people who are old enough to work will understand. Even though they don't understand the role of gravity here.

Steward Liu smiled and said, "It's a good way." In this way, it saves effort, and even a child can do it alone. ”

Zhao Xin and Zhao Yue immediately rushed out to make arrangements.

Ma Dacai, who had been silent, twisted his beard and suddenly asked with a smile: "Little nephew, what did you mention before, saying that you can make paper?" ”

Zhao Yue nodded, but then said, "It's not difficult to make paper. But polluting the environment is more time-consuming. Get the much-needed first. ”

Regardless of everyone's opinions, his little finger pointed to the small padded jacket he was wearing.

The fabric is cotton, but it is made from old adult clothes. There are also small holes in some places.

Your grandfather's, this is the treatment that the young master of the landlord's family who broke the fate of the single transmission should have?

In the incomprehensible eyes of everyone, he pulled the linen clothes on his mother's body. This toy is close to the body and pulls the panic. It also does not absorb sweat. In the summer, my mother wore silk and cotton clothes, but when the weather was cold, almost all of them were cheap and wear-resistant coarse cloth linen clothes, just because there was no money to save money.

Your grandfather's grandfather's, this is the landlord's mother-in-law, who gave birth to another prodigy child and grandchild to Cangzhao, should I be treated as the best mother? The wife of a small landlord with only a few dozen acres of land is not so shabby, right? Lao Zhao Wow Lao Zhao, an outstanding woman like Niang, an outstanding woman with both beauty, wisdom and conduct, an excellent woman, a great woman, in my previous life, I would never marry you, even if I was fooled into marrying you, a handsome and rich man who was strong and powerful, I promised not to divorce you in three days.

Look at the grandmothers again, well, it's not hemp, it's silk, it's cotton, it's all old; As for the Qiao family of the Ma family, silk, it looks quite new, it seems that Ma Dacai knows that he loves his wife; Look at the He family and the milk brother Xiao Liu Tong next to me, the general anesthesia, the old, mixed is not as good as my mother. It's pitiful, He Shi, who had supermodel capital in his previous life, could only be treated as a tall and stupid person in this world, and he could only follow Lao Liu blindly.

Alas!

sighed heavily, "Are we Zhao Zhuang too poor?" ”

The backbone masters of Zhao Zhuang suddenly blushed with embarrassment.