Soon, Gongliang laid the foundation with the stones he had taken yesterday.

When the foundation is laid, a layer of partition board should be placed on top to cover the ground building part.

Gongliang went to the nearby woods to cut down some huge trees with a thickness of three hugs and came back, but was seen by the old man who was smelting iron juice, and took him directly to the back of a mountain peak ten kilometers away, and asked him to cut down the giant trees in front of him.

The giant trees were green and tall, with dark trunks and a little hard thorns. The breeze blows lightly, the rustling of leaves, and a faint fragrance blows to the face.

The old man asked him to cut down this kind of tree, naturally he had his intentions, Gongliang did as he said, walked to a giant tree hugged by three people, took out a moissanite stone axe and cut it down.

"Bang"

"Hmm"

An axe was cut on a giant tree, according to the hardness and sharpness of the Moissanite axe, it should have been broken with an axe, but I didn't expect it to just cut a layer of skin. You can imagine how hard this tree material is.

Gongliang glanced at the old man, and saw him standing on the hillside, looking smug, feeling that he seemed to be a little abrupt, and still didn't know his name, so he hurriedly walked over and asked respectfully: "Old man, I don't know what to call him?"

"My name is Lang Jian, you can call me Lang Lao!"

Lang Jian had been to Dongtu when he was young, and he took the name of Dongtu there.

"Old Lang, what kind of tree is this, why is it so hard?"

"The Ironthorn Tree, in the past, our tribe used this tree as a weapon. I don't use it anymore, but I still sometimes use the heart of the tree to make arrows. If you want to build a house, it is best to take this kind of tree as a partition, which will not hurt you with a knife, and will not be damaged by fire, and it will be no problem to put it for thousands of years and a hundred years. ”

Thinking of the hardness of the thorn wood, Gongliang thought it was true.

So, he began to chop up the thorn wood.

If the thorn wood is chopped in the usual way, it will take a long time to cut down a single tree. But if you use your true qi to drive the Moissanite stone axe to chop, it can be said that everything passes by, and it is very convenient, but the consumption of true qi is very serious.

However, in order to cut it as soon as possible, Gongliang also fought hard.

It took him three days to cut down the thorn wood he needed. After the cut, the matter is not finished, the skin of the thorn wood covered with hard thorns must be peeled off and split into squares before it can be placed. This busy, busy for two more days, some of the tribal elite's stone houses have been built.

During this period, Kui Xiong, Ryu Ga, Cheng Lu, Ju, and Da Mu also came to see the house he built.

But it felt too much toss, so I didn't do it according to him, just built a house like a tribal stone house in a proper manner.

After disposing of the thorn wood, Gongliang is ready to be placed.

Lang Jian asked his subordinates to pour iron juice on the stone of the compartment, and then asked Gongliang to put the iron thorn wood down.

The end of the thornwood did not directly show out, but was left some distance, and a semi-concave stone was placed on it, so that from the outside it looked as if there was no compartment at all.

After putting the compartment and waiting for the iron juice to solidify, Gongliang went up and walked around, feeling like stepping on the ground, very strong.

After the compartment was placed, Gongliang continued to go to the stone yard to get the stone to cover the upper floor, and this time he took all of them back, saving him from running back and forth. It took more than ten days to finally let him build a castle shaped like a beacon tower on the Great Wall, with one underground floor and two floors on the ground.

The ground on the first floor of the basement is also poured with iron juice, and a layer of stone slabs half a meter thick and one meter long and wide is paved as a floor.

On each layer of the castle, iron thorn wood compartments are also poured with iron juice, and then a layer of stone slabs with the same thickness as the basement, half a meter thick and one meter long and wide.

After the construction was completed, Gongliang inspected it up and down, and estimated in his heart that according to the hardness of this house, it is estimated that an earthquake of more than ten magnitudes may not be able to shake out, even a crack in it.

Originally, he wanted to build a kitchen and toilet in the house, but there was no range hood in this place, and there was no pump to pump water to the second floor, so he gave up thinking about it, and instead built a house on the left and right sides in front of the castle for toilets, bathrooms and kitchens.

If you do these well, the house will not be really built.

He went to fetch stones, surrounded all the ten acres of land he had enclosed, and then cut down all the tall trees within twenty meters of the front and back of the house.

Some of the rest of the castle were cut down so as not to block the sun, and it was cold inside the castle.

Then he went to the mountains to find green grass and plant it in the open ground in front of and behind the house, and paved a path with broken stones to the outside. The castle is built and looks like a mountain villa as a whole, which is very chic.

At this point, his house was finally completed.

But the house was empty, there was nothing.

He made some furniture such as tables, chairs, beds, and cabinets out of the trees that he had cut down, so that his house would not look empty. And at this time, the stone houses of the tribal elites had already been built, and only his was left. So these days, when they have nothing to do, they like to come here to visit.

Build a house, according to the rules of Gongliang's hometown in his previous life, you have to treat yourself to a lively scene.

So, he went to hunt a few wild beasts, made a delicious meal to entertain the foundry who helped them, and some tribal elites such as Kui Xiong.

To this end, he made a large pot of cabbage rice, dried oysters, animal meat and other things from the newly grown cabbage, three-color rice, dried oysters, animal meat and other things, and also boiled a large pot of animal bone soup, and took out a large number of Wanguo wine, Tianxiang fruit, yellow ant eggs and other things to entertain guests.

The flavor food that is different from the big Yanbu makes everyone eat happily.

A feast lasts until the moon hangs high in the sky, and everyone goes to their heart's content.

When these men came, they did not come empty-handed.

This one either had some hides, or a bunch of meat, or something like fruit. After all, Gongliang has gained a lot of things from his treats, and he feels quite profitable.

Of course, the invitation is for the sake of liveliness, to make the newly built house more angry, and it is vulgar to say that it is profitable.

However, in the countryside of Gongliang's previous life, this loss and profit really had to be taken into account.

Like this kind of moving hospitality, most of the people who come are relatives and friends, and most of them bring red envelopes. These red envelopes do not mean that they are yours, but temporarily put them in your pocket, which is a favor and will be returned in the future.

Some people find it cumbersome, and they really can't make a lot of money, so they simply don't invite guests.

Of course, if you don't want to return it, you can do that. But the consequences are very serious, light and contemptible, people in person may not say it, but it is certain to point fingers and poke behind their backs. The follow-up will lead to a series of crisis of trust, and if there is something at home in the future, people will not help.

When the time comes, you will be alone, and you will really be completely faceless.

Tonight's treat, unlike the tribal celebration feast that day, everyone drank very measuredly, although they would coax, but they would not force it. So in the end, although Gongliang's head was a little dizzy, there was basically nothing wrong.

After packing up everything, Gongliang went back to the house and fell asleep with Migu in his arms.

Mi Gu wrinkled his nose, a little disgusted with poop, his whole body stinks, and it smells bad. But Baba, Mi Gu had to endure it reluctantly, and fell asleep after a while.

Round Rolling is also very tired today, serving dishes and washing dishes, very diligent. But when serving food, it is constantly making small movements, constantly stealing and eating, so it is very satisfied with this work.

The chicken also helps, Gongliang keeps helping to add firewood when stir-frying, it doesn't have so many eyes in the circle, and it will steal things to eat, just blindly help. If it hadn't had food at the end, it would have starved to death.

No one knew what she was doing, anyway, she was just flapping her little wings and flying around, flying around, as if she was very busy. I don't know what she's doing, she's small anyway, and no one talks about her.