Chapter 143: Old Melon Head

Dorjee's injury made the spring silkworm worry a lot.

Fortunately, this is the son of Dorjee, if it were the master, she would die in a hurry.

The body of the queen mother, can the prince of Duoji be strong, if it weren't for the ginkgo, people could fall into such misery?

Hum! Ginkgo biloba is a complete evil spirit, a troubled spirit!

Absolutely can't let Ginkgo stick to the master and go to Kunlun Mountain again.

As soon as she turned her face and said, Ginkgo couldn't open her mouth, her face immediately turned blue and purple, and she didn't dare to raise her head.

Yes, her willfulness almost hurt herself and Dorjee Shizi, and the spring silkworm grabbed her pigtails this time.

Hua Lan saw that Ginkgo was starting to feel weak, and took the opportunity to say: "This matter has been decided, during the period when the prince of Dorjee was recuperating from his injury, the Ginkgo girl worked harder." Don't worry, girl, Kunlun Mountain and her party, Hua must be cautious. “

Ginkgo biloba can stay, and Dorjee is naturally overjoyed. He saw Ginkgo's reluctance, and he didn't speak, and the excited illness disappeared.

Hua Lan explained to the young woman of the farmer's house again, and left some silver tickets for Ginkgo, so she brought the spring silkworm back to Kyoto City.

As soon as the carriage stopped in front of the mansion, Hua Da hurried over and said: "Young boy, there are guests in the house, saying that there is something about repairing the bridge, and he is holding the contract written by the prince, and the magpie girl is receiving him in the flower hall." ”

"Contract, bridge repair?"

Hua Lan's mind rushed out of the outline of the growth of the quicksand river, and she signed a contract with the bandits, promising to spend 100,000 taels of silver to build a bridge. The thieves came so quickly, and they asked for money so quickly.

Hua Lan nodded and walked to the flower hall.

Because of the deposit of two thousand taels, the appearance of the two thieves has been greatly improved. The ragged and patched clothes are gone, and they have changed into clean brocade clothes and pants, although their faces are still as black as the bottom of the black pot, but because of the brilliance of this body, they are judged to be like two people.

When the two saw that Hua Lan was finally here, they hurriedly stood up and greeted them, and smiled: "Young boy, your mansion is really magnificent, if it weren't for this pre-written deed, we really wouldn't be able to enter this mansion." ”

Hua Lan glanced at the magpie and asked the fat thief, "Didn't we say that we would find the craftsman master and take the drawings of the bridge construction before talking about the next part of the work?" Why, found it so quickly? ”

"Hey, what do you need to build a bridge, the craftsman master, the old melon head who cooks in the mountains will be done. His family has been a bridge builder for generations, and it is not a matter of what bridge the son wants to build. Aren't the bridges on our quicksand river designed and built by Lao Guatou, but they are very strong. It's not a problem to walk in the 10,000 team, so look for him for permission. ”

This suspension bridge over the quicksand river is indeed strangely built. Flowers have been carefully tested.

But now she wanted to build a strong and durable stone bridge, which made her worried, so she asked: "Hua's plan, I think the two of you also know it." A hundred thousand taels of silver were given to you to build a strong stone bridge that would be used for thousands of years. The water of the quicksand river is fierce, and it is not easy to build a bridge on it, and a project as large as a stone bridge is by no means as simple as a perfunctory one. ”

"Well, well, we understand that."

The thin thief nodded hurriedly: "Don't worry, this old melon head is not simple, I heard that the ancestor is the royal bridge builder." The emperor, this is for the emperor to design and build a bridge, do you say he is proficient or not? ”

"The old melon head said that if his design, the young man is not satisfied, the entire Great Zhou Dynasty will never be able to find a better bridge builder than him."

The fat thief said, unfolded the pattern designed by the old melon head and spread it on the table, with a confident face, and said: "It's not that I boast, the people in our village are unanimously optimistic about this pattern." The old melon head said that the stone bridge built with this pattern, let alone hundreds of years, cannot be broken even if it is tens of thousands of years. ”

There are bridges that can't be broken for tens of thousands of years, what kind of bridge is that?

Hua Lan sighed secretly, and looked carefully at the pattern on the table.

The pattern is a stone bridge with an arched structure, which reminds Hua Lan of the Zhaozhou Stone Bridge.

The Zhaozhou Stone Bridge, designed and built by Li Chun, a great architect of the Sui Dynasty, has a history of more than 1,000 years.

The wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated, but such a stone bridge project is huge, time-consuming and laborious.

Hua Lan's original intention was to give these thieves a chance to embark on the right path, and it can be seen that such a professional structural design made her heart suddenly move.

She folded the pattern quietly, glanced at the magpie on the side, and said to the bandit: "That's good, I'll keep this pattern for study first." You've got the old melon head here tomorrow, and I'll discuss it with him carefully to see what other design improvements are needed. ”

She paused again, thinking of the names of the two bandits, the fat one was called the eldest and the thin one was called the second.

Hua Lan couldn't call it, so she asked, "The two of you should have names, I don't know what to call them?" ”

"Huh?"

The fat thief looked at the thin thief in astonishment, and said in his heart: "What does this mean, it won't be to investigate our old bottom and catch them all, right?" ”

When the two took Hua Lan's contract, they muttered in their hearts.

Is there such a good thing in the world, it costs 100,000 taels of silver to build a bridge, isn't it a hair?

A bridge, in addition to being able to afford pedestrians to walk, there is no opportunity to speak of oil and water, is this young man stupid, 100,000 taels of silver is still on the quicksand river?

Although the two received two thousand taels of silver tickets, they still couldn't believe that these were true.

However, the bandits also have the careful thinking of the bandits, they are bold and dare to do it.

100,000 taels of silver, if everything is true, you can't be a fool if you don't make money?

The two of them had not calculated how much material it would cost to build a bridge, but in front of them, 100,000 taels of silver was a very large number.

The temptation to build a bridge and make a windfall is too great.

As soon as the two of them and the brothers in the mountains put together, the work was done.

But they also have concerns, but all thieves must always be afraid of this government.

With such a pie falling from the world, they had to think about it.

After thinking about it, he decided that he couldn't reveal his identity, so he worked together to make up the numbers.

Counting from the beginning of the fat thief, the surname has been unified, and all have the surname black. In this way, even if the government investigates, it will not be able to find their ancestors for eighteen generations.

Even so, the fat thief still has some concerns, what if this dude is a trick for them to drill?

"Hey, it doesn't matter what he does, the real money is given to us, and he can do whatever he likes!"

Yes, what if it's not a set?

The bandits unanimously agreed that they would never give up this great opportunity.

Therefore, as soon as Hua Lan asked, he only hesitated for a moment, then grinned and said, "Childe said that we are all rough people in the mountains, what kind of surname do we have?" My name is Dahei, and my brother's name is Erhei. ”

Hua Lan's eyes condensed, okay, this name is really easy to remember.

Whether it's big black or big white, it's always easier to remember when you have a name, so I nodded,

"You go back and tell the old melon head first, and ask him to make an account of the specifications and dimensions of the materials used to build the bridge, so that I can hand over the advance payment to you."

It is written in the deed that the materials for the construction of the bridge can be advanced in advance, and the wages are advanced once a month. The rest of the money will be paid after the completion and acceptance.

Da Hei and Er Hei naturally understood that there was nothing wrong with the color, and happily returned to the ghost and was sad.