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After taking a nap, Huang Zhong came to deliver all the gains from this trip to Jiaozhi.

"My uncle, it's about 3,000 guan."

Because there are many things seized that are difficult to value, Huang Zhong and Jay Fang worked on for a day before giving a rough figure.

"It's not interesting."

During this trip to Jiaozhi, Fang Xing wiped out many wealthy families and seized a large number of property.

Some of these property must be handed over to the emperor and the Ministry of Revenue, and some of them must be kept in Jiaozhi as funds for reconstruction.

In the last part, Fang Xing directly divided the number according to the head.

Of course, this score is of particular importance.

According to the unspoken rules, the seizure is distributed based on the level of the position. As Xing and Bo, Fang Xing will of course be divided into big.

Xin Laoqi said: "Master, those brothers all want to bring their families."

"It should."

Fang Xing agreed with this, but Xin Laoqi had some concerns.

"Master, when the building of those houses comes out, it will be useless after the capital is moved!"

Huang Zhong also felt a little waste: "Boye, the construction of Peking is very fast, and it only took the past few years to move the capital. Why don't they be patient?"

"No!"

Fang Xing said seriously: "Those brothers have sacrificed their lives to defend the Ming Dynasty and sent me to the title of Xinghe Bo. We cannot forget our roots! Build it! Build it at the foot of the mountain!"

But it is definitely not possible to build a wooden house, which is too expensive, so Fang Xing is preparing to build a brick house.

"Boil cement!"

Fang Xing thought that although traditional adhesives were good, the thing was too wasteful and it would be better to get the cement out.

"Go, I want clay, cinder, gypsum and lime. Finally, I go to Zhu Fang to get some iron slag, let's make cement."

Fang Xing didn't want to make ore powder, just make a simple thing, just make cement that can build a house.

"Don't want wood?"

Huang Zhong was a little puzzled because even if it was a brick house, its top still had to be supported by wood.

"don't want."

What a joke? If you have cement, then ask Zhu Fang to get some steel bars and build a rural bungalow directly.

"burn!"

Before the lime-burning kiln, after someone put all the raw materials in, he ordered.

"Master, what should I do after the cooking is done?"

Zhu Fang is here with all his abilities.

Fang Xing said vigorously: "Grind, grind all these things finer, the finer the better."

Turning around, I asked someone to dig the foundation. After digging, Fang Xing looked at the holes scattered at the foot of the mountain and felt like a new countryside.

"Brother Dehua, what is this?"

As soon as Zhu Zhanji came, he saw the lively scene at the foot of the mountain, and he almost stepped into a hole himself.

“Repair the house.”

Fang Xing pointed to the steel bars and said, "Use these and cement as bones, and then laying bricks is convenient and fast, and it will be fine for decades to use."

"really?"

Why can't brick houses flourish? Wood is the key.

When the steel mesh is erected, the adjusted concrete begins to be poured into the hole.

"Stir and shake, otherwise it will not be firm."

"Okay, wait until you come tomorrow, and you can't pull the steel bars."

...

The next day, Zhu Zhanji came here specially. He pulled the exposed steel bars hard and then stomped them with his feet, but the steel bars were just bent a little, but the foundation was unbreakable.

Fang Xing smiled and said, "If you can't move it, the next thing is to make a mold of pillars on it, continue to water it, and then lay bricks."

Zhu Zhanji thought for a while and said, "Where is the roof?"

The roof is the most technical place, but Fang Xing still shook his head.

"No need, we have prefabricated boards, and then we will put them on them."

The production of prefabricated boards was much simpler. After seeing this, Zhu Zhanji suddenly asked with a whim: "Brother Dehua, how about this thing be used for building a city?"

Fang Xing said with a toothache: "This... is not good for a long time, unless you only want to repair it again after spending more than a hundred years."

Look at the city walls, they still remain unfolded after hundreds of years. If you use cement, you will have no idea what to do.

The construction of the city wall is not a small project. If it is demolished and rebuilt once in a few decades, it will be useless except for the chicken dripping that can increase the Ming Dynasty.

"Brother Dehua, I think, if you use a brick house, will it prevent fire?"

Fang Xing nodded and said, "Fire prevention is not that exaggerated, but if it is a small-scale fire, this kind of brick house is much safer than a wooden house."

If a wooden house burns, it will be difficult to control the fire together, and the house itself becomes something that causes the fire.

"That's a pity."

Zhu Zhanji felt a little regretful.

"If a brick house is available, the fire resistance is stronger than that of a wooden house and there is no air leakage. The key is how many trees it can save?"

"Look at the hills near Jinling, how many have been cut off to build these wooden houses?"

Fang Xing gave an example and said: "The Guanzhong was a lush land at that time, with a lot of arable land. But after several generations, you can go and see what else besides the loess?"

Zhu Zhanji hesitated and said, "Brother Dehua, what do you mean... the present in Guanzhong has something to do with cutting down trees?"

"It's just that there are too many trees cut down and too many grazing."

Fang Xing thought about the degenerated areas in the future and felt a little depressed: "The roots of the plants and trees are well developed, and they can firmly lock the soil and retain water. If there is no plants and trees, that place will gradually degenerate and is not suitable for human habitation."

However, Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji were not worried about this matter, so they could only hope that the brick house could slowly spread out.

"You need to be level!"

Fang Xing left a word and ran away with Zhu Zhanji.

"Those women are ready to send them everywhere, and the people below feel that the number is smaller and there is not enough distribution."

Zhu Zhanji also has to leave. Today he has to escort the Crown Princess and Wanwan to the temple to burn incense.

“To be assigned?”

Fang Xing waved his hand and waited for Xiaodao to come forward and ask, "How many of those women who are missing?"

Xiaodao thought for a while and said, "Master, not a few, there are more than 60 missing in total."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Where have you been sent to? Do you know?"

"Yes, that booklet has been handed over to Mr. Huang."

Fang Xing called Huang Zhong when he got home.

"Brother, the highest one is Guo Weixian, the Minister of Rites. Wu Xun also gave him a few, and even Li Maofang gave him two."

Huang Zhong handed the booklet to Fang Xing.

Fang Xing said in surprise: "Isn't Li Maofang no longer inhumane? Why do he still want women?"

Huang Zhong stayed in Jinling and was always paying attention to the movements of all parties. He said contemptuously: "When Li Maofang found his son, the princess didn't care much about him, so she enjoyed torture the maids in the mansion every day. I heard that several of them had been tortured to death by him."

"brute!"

Xiaodao thought Fang Xing was worried about the two women, so he said, "Master, why don't we grab those two women back."

"What's the panic?"

At this moment, Fang Xing could not see the attitude of being indignant for those women at Jiaozhi, nor could he see the enthusiasm of treating Jiaozhi women as relatives. There was only...
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