Song Fuzi is also full of pride, he actually doesn't contribute much, and most of his skills are Jiang Chang'an's conscious success.

"It is the result of the child's own efforts, and the old man has also benefited." Song Fuzi responded to Old Man Jiang while studying Jiang Chang'an's drawings.

He also learned to draw these days, but he still lacks a lot, maybe his arithmetic is not good, so he is not so good at drawing.

"Haha, in fact, we don't have so much silver in our house, this wood is all leftover from the time when we made a giant wheel, and we will try to burn the bricks and tiles at that time.

The carved windows and edges that can be used in the house also have to be made by ourselves, which should not cost a lot of money. ”

When you are busy, you may invite some labor, Jiang Changan has actually budgeted early, and the two villas in a row, with gardens, are actually less than a few dozen taels of silver.

But this number is not easy to say, which makes people red.

Old man Jiang's words suddenly made everyone hopeful, there is no workshop that can burn bricks and tiles in their mountain village, and they have to transport it back from a long distance, and the cost can be imagined to be very expensive.

But what if there is a brick workshop in the mountain village? Isn't it going to be a lot cheaper? Hong Lizheng immediately became interested, "Do you want to burn bricks and tiles?" Can we burn more, let us use labor or money to exchange some back, and also make a new house. ”

He also thought that the Jiang family had money after selling Ganoderma lucidum before they wanted to build a house, but it turned out that the cost of building a house was not high.

It's really worthy of being a craftsman, too capable, too convenient!

It's still such a beautiful house, two-storey! It's so addictive that I can't wait to have one right away.

If a person has such a house in his life, it is really the pinnacle of life, the greatest achievement, and he will die without regrets.

"Yes, if anyone wants bricks and tiles, report the number to me, and I'll plan it well then." This is not the slightest pressure on Jiang Changan, it is just a matter of building more kilns.

With Jiang Changan's promise, many people suddenly had more hope in their hearts, and they worked a lot hard for the Jiang family.

Jiang Changan was responsible for setting out the line, drawing the foundation shape and size of the house with lime, and then a group of people excavated according to her line, which was really trouble-free.

Obviously, it is a very simple thing, but the workers who built the house have never thought of it before, and they are all doing it according to experience, and the speed is inevitably much worse.

The backyard of the Jiang family was in full swing, and Jiang Laosan helped dig a few shovels of soil at first, and then went to work on his own business.

He wants to make more money and come back, and they will build such a sturdy and beautiful blue brick house in the third room.

And Boss Jiang had a calm face, watched in the corner of the wall for a while, and then went down to the field with a hoe.

What kind of business is not business, things that are too outstanding are not going to be robbed, such as the recipe for making salt, how could Chen Xianling miss such a good opportunity.

Boss Jiang doesn't know what method the Jiang family and the village used to escape the catastrophe, but the matter will definitely not end here, people still have to see some of their own strength, it is better to farm.

At this time, rice is an important stage of grain filling and solidification, and the most important thing is not to lack water, otherwise the millet will be unsaturated, and the harvest will be greatly reduced.

Yesterday they had just finished removing the last weed, and now they can sit back and wait for a good harvest as long as they look at the water in the fields.

As usual, Boss Jiang poured water from other people's channels into his own fields.

Only today, he had just dug an opening, and the water had not yet flowed into his family's field, so it was cut off, and when he looked up, he saw that the water had been intercepted by the master's house.

"What are you doing?!" Boss Jiang frowned, his face was angry.

"What am I doing, don't you have eyes?" Zhang Bangzi is also in his thirties, and his field is with the Jiang family, but the small channel of circulation actually belongs to his family, of course, for the convenience of his own irrigation, two water inlets are left in the field.

And the Jiang family usually borrows it.

But now, Zhang Bangzi not only blocked the water inlet, but also directly demolished the channel, and planted a few rows of rice in the extra space, isn't it fragrant? Why is it convenient to irrigate those wolf-hearted things?

Zhang Bangzi was very angry, and the hoes went down one by one, as if they were going to kill their enemies.

"Are you crazy? What do you want to do? If you tear down the canal, how will my field be watered? How can you harvest without water, do you want to starve me? Boss Jiang was in a hurry, and ran up to find someone to theorize.

"It's none of my business if you're hungry or not!" Zhang Bangzi is not a bird, and Jiang is the boss.

Yesterday, when he was chased and beaten by officers and soldiers, this dog thing was drinking in a small bar in style? Who is the wrongdoer?

The bright knife cut off his hand less than a centimeter away from him, and Zhang Stick was almost scared, but fortunately, Jiang Changan made a timely move, otherwise, hum! He's going to kill this.

He has suffered so much sin, and he still wants to use his water? What about dreaming? Zhang smacked his stick and spat at Boss Jiang.

"Why are you doing this, didn't you put water in my house like this in previous years? You also look down on me, you want to praise Jiang Lao Er, right? Jiang Lao was so angry that his face was black and red.

Seeing the rising sun in the second room at home, he was very unaccustomed to it, and his heart was very unhappy, now can anyone outside bully him? How can a man swallow such a breath?

When Zhang Bangzi heard this, him*, this dog thing blames him, doesn't it? Is there any mistake, he is justified in harming the people of a village? Who's used to this stupid thing?!

"I look down on you, you have a kind of complaint, you want to kill the people of a village, and you still want the villagers to get used to you? How old are you, why don't you go to heaven if you're so powerful?! ”

"That is, this kind of selfish dog thing, they should be driven out of the mountain village, so as not to harm the village." At this time, the nearby villagers also gathered, all with resentment on their faces.

"Hey, so what? People have county magistrates as backers, who dares to dare them out of the village. The tone was full of sarcasm.

"Anyway, it's a dog thing with no conscience, don't be polite to him, if you provoke us, you will be killed directly.

There are reasons and excuses for this, even if the county order comes, they don't dare to do anything to us. ”

"Hey, you look up to him too much, it's just a complaint, the county order doesn't know which onion he is, and the county order didn't succeed? I don't know if I will settle this account on the head of the messenger, and he will receive it in the future. ”

The villagers rushed up, scorning and scolding Boss Jiang with gossip, but no one did anything, this is Hong Li is negotiating, can't do it, at least the one who does it first, otherwise it will be a loss.

Being criticized by so many people for the first time, Boss Jiang's face turned pale, "Who said it was me who told the secret, I didn't, not me!" ”

Who's going to tell you about it? Didn't you say good secrecy? They still sweep their tails, no one knows that they have been on the street and to the yamen, so why do you think he is the informant? Boss Jiang panicked and was attacked by the whole village, what way will he survive in the future?

(End of chapter)