Chapter 117: Accident (7)
There are no modern fertilizer ponds in ancient times, and the villagers in the township use open manure pits, build a thatched hut on it, and erect two boards to be thatched toilets.
The night incense in the dung bucket of every household is either used in the field by their own fertilizer, or they are poured into this dung pit.
In Qiao Xiaowan's heart, living here for so long, I really can't stand the smell of this dung bucket in the house all day long, so this septic tank, as soon as the house is good, Qiao Xiaowan didn't wait to live in it, so he immediately started to do it.
It is very simple to make a septic tank, dig a big pit under the iron pipe connected to the toilet to ensure that the septic tank can solidify the material and decompose it by itself, and then after it is built, it is built little by little with green bricks on top of the septic tank.
When making this thing, Feng Shi and these craftsmen thought that Qiao Xiaowan was digging a cellar, and specially stacked the fertilizer pond very well.
Although there is no automatic pumping system yet, I can finally use the toilet and go to the toilet, and after flushing with water, the dung bucket can finally say goodbye, and I don't have to smell so bad.
The septic tank was very open, and it took two days to get it done.
It took two days for the toilet matter to finally be resolved.
The house is finally finished, inside and out.
When the toilet was good, Qiao Xiaowan specially carried two buckets of water in it, and then called her own father, Qiao Laide and Li Sanmei were very strange about this toilet, and they were very puzzled by what it was.
This white porcelain is cast like a wooden barrel, and the bottom is still empty, not to mention, such a white and clean and bright wipe such a layer is not stained, and it is distressing to be dirty, what is such a white and pure thing used for?
Seeing that her father and mother were so puzzled, Qiao Xiaowan put the water in with a smile, and then listened to the sound of the water 'rolling' in the iron pipe, Qiao Laide and Li Sanmei were still stunned and did not react.
"Dad, mother, go to the toilet in the future, just go here, pour the water after the thing, this will be directly flushed down, not only will you not smell the smell in the future, but our house will be clean, simple and convenient."
Qiao Xiaowan said.
Qiao Laide's eyes widened: "Good girl, you said that such a clean thing is used to go to the toilet?" ”
Qiao Xiaowan nodded: "That's right, you look at the white round board, it's used to sit, the dung bucket is so thin, it hurts to sit, it's not convenient at all, let alone smelly, if you want to go to the toilet in the future, we'll just sit here." ”
Saying that, Qiao Xiaowan sat on the toilet and smiled slightly at her father: "Daddy, you see, is it better than the dung bucket I don't know more than ten times, the most important thing is that this toilet can be flushed, I can't smell the smell, our house will be clean, refreshing, I specially asked people to do it, in our entire new house, there are a total of four such side rooms, each side room has such a toilet, we can go to it whenever we want." ”
Li Sanmei was shocked before she could react: "Xiaowan, how can this white and clean thing be made into a dung bucket, isn't this a waste?" How much money does that have to be wasted? ”
Such a thing is used to make a manure bucket?
This is something that Li Sanmei has never thought about in her worldview, will this be too expensive.
"Mother, this eating, drinking, and Lazar is originally a major event in life."
Qiao Xiaowan's face was full of disapproval: "How can this be considered a broken fee, making money should make yourself live well, and a good life means that the standard of living must be improved." ”
With a quality of life, the toilet was the top priority of her ancient life.