351 Sister Control's Self-cultivation

The old master was already optimistic about the drawings, although he didn't know what Lin Meiyi was going to do with it, but since the other party didn't say it, he didn't ask.

only said: "It can be done in one night, since it is an acquaintance, give a material money, three taels of silver." ”

Tie Gui, this price is reasonable, Lin Meiyi nodded, took out the money and handed it to the master, and made an appointment to pick it up tomorrow afternoon.

bowed to Zhen Huaimin, and then took Erya back.

As soon as the two left, the master handed the drawings to Zhen Huaimin, Zhen Huaimin took them and looked at them, but he didn't see the reason, and could only vaguely guess that this was a mold used to make things.

However, this drawing is a bit interesting, the lines are smooth, the pattern is clear, and there is a perspective perspective.

"This method is a little familiar." Zhen Huaimin muttered, he always felt as if he had seen a similar picture.

Where is it?

That's right!

Palace!

A self-portrait given by the former empress to the current empress seems to be this kind of perspective brushwork.

"Lin Shijun, this drawing was drawn by your sister?" Zhen Huaimin asked suspiciously.

Lin Dalang stepped forward to take a look, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

He shook his head blankly, "I don't know, it should be, I haven't seen my eldest sister paint, maybe my brother painted it." ”

"Your brother...... Lin Shijie? Is that the younger brother you said before that studying at the Royal University Bachelor's College? ”

Zhen Huaimin was a little impressed, but he wasn't sure, so he said tentatively.

Lin Dalang nodded, "Hmm." ”

Zhen Huaimin nodded, returned the drawings to the master, and didn't say anything more.

The two stayed in the store for a while, finished the work, and left the store together.

It was already dark, and the streets outside were lit with lanterns, and in the dim light, pedestrians walked slowly, carefully every step.

The snow began to fall again, blurring vision, and the pedestrians under the eaves suddenly slipped and fell to the ground.

"Oops!" The man screamed in pain, attracting the attention of passers-by on the street.

Lin Dalang saw that the man couldn't get up, so he stepped forward to help him, "Are you okay?" ”

Da Lang was wearing armor, and the man hurriedly thanked: "Thank you, my lord, the little one is fine, but this road is too slippery?" It's dark again? I accidentally fell and squatted. ”

The man smirked, feeling a little embarrassed.

Lin Dalang saw that he had recovered, and waved his hand? You're welcome.

After the people are gone? Lin Dalang stared at the snow pit where the man was sitting out, and seemed to think of something.

Zhen Huaimin walked over? Seeing him look like this, he asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" What's wrong with that? ”

"No, it's just that Xia Guan remembered one thing." Lin Dalang said lightly, his thoughts obviously haven't drifted back yet? "I heard that cinders can prevent slipping when sprinkled on snow? Maybe the cinders left over from everyone's house can be used to pave the road, so that fewer people will fall. ”

"Huh? Where did you hear that? How could General Ben never hear. Zhen Huaimin asked.

Lin Dalang looked confused, but at the critical moment, his mind was very clear? He knew that the eldest sister didn't like to be high-profile, even if she said it casually, she didn't want to attract the attention of others because of it.

So......

Lin Dalang raised his head, scratched his head, grinned and said: "I forget where I heard about it, I only remember this one thing in my mind, General, we might as well try, anyway, those cinders are poured outside the city and I don't know what to do." ”

Zhen Huaimin didn't doubt him when he saw his expression, after all, Lin Dalang was indeed careless.

"The cinders outside the city, I was going to leave them to build the city wall, after all, it looks like dirt, maybe it can be used, but the top priority is to solve the problem of the lives of the people in the city, since there is this kind of talk, you will take someone to get some cinders outside the city in a while."

"If it works, tell every household to leave the cinders for the time being and use them for themselves." Zhen Huaimin commanded.

When Lin Dalang heard this, he was first overjoyed, then stunned, and immediately reacted that he had no chance to go home for dinner tonight.

Yes, the pit he dug himself jumped by himself, Lin Dalang endured the sadness in his heart, and immediately went to the county government to mobilize people to do things.

Not to mention, the effect is really good, as soon as the cinders are scattered, it is much easier to walk in the snow.

So, he ran all night and told the people in the city that the cinders were kept by themselves, and when the day dawned, they would be sprinkled at the door of their houses to prevent slipping, and if there were too many, they would be scattered on the streets to make it easier for pedestrians to walk.

It's a small thing, but it's a big effect, and it reduces a lot of potential crises.

Thinking about his family, Lin Dalang finished his work at ten o'clock in the morning, and did not rest at the county office, but went home.

I don't know if I knew that he would go home, but there was a lamp left for him in the hall, and the warm light exuded its own unique temperature in the silent snowy night, and Da Lang only felt that the wind and snow behind him had become warmer.

He entered the door lightly, pushed open the dog's room, where was there a bed that belonged to him, lay down, it was warm, the kang had already been heated, and the bedding was the best quilt, which was much more comfortable than the quilt in the county office.

It's better to go home. Before going to bed, Lin Dalang sighed with satisfaction in his heart.

As the light grew brighter, the clearing under the patio was covered with snow again.

Xiangping got up the earliest, and then Ah Xiaohei also got up, boiling water, chopping wood, and clearing snow.

By the time Lin Dalang got up, Lin Meiyi and the others had already eaten breakfast.

"Big brother, you are so late today, don't you have to go out?" Erya was standing under the corridor, her little hands were black, and she was mixing cinders with the dog's eggs.

"I'm not in a hurry today, I'll leave after breakfast." After Lin Dalang finished answering, he stepped forward curiously and asked puzzledly, "What are you doing here?" ”

Lin Meiyi had great strength, turned into a stone trough used to feed livestock from the kitchen, and was holding a hammer to tie the coal stone into cinders.

As she tapped, she replied, "Make briquettes." ”

"Briquettes?" Lin Dalang frowned, "Just mix the slag and cinder together and knead it into a ball?" What can you do with this? ”

"Fire, of course!" Goudan said proudly: "This briquette is much better than coal and stone for fire, it is resistant to burning, and the fire is still strong, I came up with it, and everyone who uses it says it is good." ”

"How? Big brother, I'm amazing, right? Dogan tilted his chin back, his face full of pride.

Lin Dalang was a little skeptical about the authenticity of the matter, and glanced at him suspiciously, "It's really fake, you have this brain?" ”

Hearing this, the dog was furious, and the briquette he was pinching in his hand smashed out directly. "Big brother, you don't look down on people! That's what I came up with, don't believe you ask grandma, you ask eldest sister! ”

After speaking, seeing that the briquette was easy for the eldest brother to catch, and it didn't hit him, he snorted angrily, and didn't want to deal with him anymore.

Lin Dalang looked at Lin Meiyi in disbelief, got her affirmation, and said, "Hey", "That's interesting, you kid can really do it." ”

As he spoke, he threw the briquettes in his hand and asked tentatively: "This briquettes are really better than coal?" ”