Chapter 58 Public Suicide Class

The old marquis' kindness has not been repaid yet. Now he has to trouble the husband to take out secret methods, burn red bricks and cement, and build a new house for the farmers. If someone is greedy for money, it is no different from that beast. The husband only has instructions, and he will do his best."

"It's so good. In the past few days, a family has calculated that the red bricks have been burned for dozens of new houses. Only when the cement is enough can the construction start. You can spread the five farms, and idle people can sign up to build a book to contribute to the new farm, and eat, and spend money on the granary in the mansion.

After these days, after collecting new grain, construction will start. Someone wants to set up temporary shanty towns behind the farm and make food for craftsmen. This matter will be handled by you."

He also said to Rong Niang's mother, "My wife can gather the women in the village to help her, and provide the daily food, so that those men who work hard can fill their stomachs."

When Rong Niang's mother heard that she was responsible for cooking for the workers who worked, she was overjoyed and immediately agreed readily. After finishing the job, the reputation among these farms is also counted as the other families. If she doesn't agree? That's a fool.

"Since you agree, then do as you tell me. The mansion will send you a registered person and then ask the granary manager to assist you, so you don't have to worry."

Lin Wulang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was not afraid of working. He just registered his name and wrote the calculations. How could he do it? Now that the mansion sent someone who could write, Lin Wu relaxed. As long as he solved the problem of writing the calculations, Lin Wu believed that he could do everything else.

After explaining some details, Li Yu left the Lin family. Before leaving, he looked at the yard and summarized it. Rong Niang's family was really poor. How could he know that all the farmers in the five villages were like this, and they were poorer than the Lin family.

With two maids, Li Yu wandered around and arrived in the fields behind the village. He saw a factory surrounded by red bricks from afar. The chimney was already full of smoke, indicating that the craftsmen had already started to work.

Li Yu passed by the factory entrance and walked in directly because there was no door installed. Now the nine old men are already famous and are called Jiu Lao of the Burning Kiln.

When we got up early in the morning, several old men had already arranged labor and started to take action. A group of people wanted to make bricks and tiles all day long.

Li Yu inspected and found that the work progress was very fast. The bricks in the yard were neatly tidy and were covered with red waves at first sight. He visited the cement workshop again. More than half of them were built, with beams and pillars next to them. He probably could have been put on the beams today. He also explained the ratio of cement and sand mixing, explained clearly how to create a cement level, so he took Rong Niang and returned home to have a meal.

When he just walked to the door of the mansion, Li Yu found that there were more than a dozen people standing. The oldest old man was about sixty years old, and the young man was just like him. He thought he was a new blacksmith or carpenter, but he didn't care. He was about to enter the door, but the leading old man called Li Yu: "Mr., I am polite!"

Seeing that the other party was in his early sixties, Li Yu politely replied, "Father-in-law, I'm going to give a gift from someone." (The father-in-law in the early Tang Dynasty means that the old man means)

Seeing the old man's return gift to him, he was indifferent, and this person had a little temperament. Although he was wearing coarse cloth clothes, he could not stop his strong confidence from the inside out. Li Yu secretly guessed that this person was probably not an ordinary farmer.

The old man continued: "I fled here with my family sixteen years ago. I concealed a man from the previous county and took the man in Xiaowangzhuang, Shilipo. Ten years ago, the former clan leader was seriously ill, and the man in the old county hired several gentlemen to treat him. Unfortunately, the man was unable to save his destiny and finally returned.

Later, the old county man paid another silver and coffin to bury the clan leader. Such kindness, the old husband's family dared not forget it. Now the husband wants to build a few farms to benefit the poor people. I am moved.

In order to build several farms, the husband took out all the secret methods of red brick and cement. If my family does not put in some effort, it may make people laugh at all. Therefore, I recommend myself and I am willing to provide suggestions for the construction."

Li Yu was surprised when he heard the old man's words. This person spoke in an orderly manner and was obviously knowledgeable. Why did he live in Xiaowangzhuang for more than ten years? And why did he flee back then?

But when you look back, isn’t it a shocking secret? Can’t they have a secret?

"I don't know my father-in-law, and I'm honoring my name. Since I'm willing to do my best, a certain merchant has thanked me first."

As he said this, Li Yu was also a quality person. He was over 60 years old and was knowledgeable. He spoke slowly and took the initiative to work for you.

He became respectful. Li Yu in his previous life came from a scholarly family, had a very family education and was quite thoughtful in etiquette.

"I'm a man's loss class"

"Oh, it turns out it's Gongshu... the old man... what Gongshu class?"

Old Li couldn't help laughing, and actually called Gongshuban. What awesome? He actually had the same name as Luban ancestor.

But Li Yu was not surprised. There were only thousands of people in later generations who called Zhang Fei. What do they want to call him? I just didn’t expect that there was also a star-chasing clan in this Tang Dynasty…

Thinking of this, Li Yu joked: "I wonder what is the origin of the father-in-law and the powerful man in Lu State? "

After saying that, he couldn't help but cover his mouth with his hands, for fear of laughing out loud, and was too rude to an old man. He was afraid that even a fool would tell that he was funny.

The old man, not angry, said calmly, "That is my ancestor. Every generation of the patriarch of the old husband's family is called Gongshuban."

"Oh, I feel respect, I feel respect, I feel respect, it turns out that I am the descendant of Gongshu's originator...

Li Yu casually made a polite statement, but he jumped up on the spot halfway through his words.

It scared Rong Niang, and Li Yu pointed at the old man and stammered: "Is my father-in-law actually the descendant of Gongshu? This, this, this..."

Even if I say three of these, I can’t explain a complete sentence clearly.

I saw the old man named Gongshu nodded calmly, "That's it."

Seeing the public tour class standing firmly, still as if they were slack, the family members beside them all proudly raised their chests and raised their heads.

Li Yu was also drunk and even provoked Gongshu's descendants, but he still lived in his own village.

Li Yu quickly straightened his body, stroked his clothes, and greeted him again, "I have met the head of Gongshu."

The old man laughed and stepped forward to support Li Yudao. The husband did not need this. The husband's family survived under the protection of the county man's office, and the old county man was buried as his father. I dare not forget this kind of kindness. Now, the husband built a Zhuangzi and Lao Fut came to serve him. I don't know that he could see the husband's eyes."

Li Yu just wanted to jump up. Yes, that's great. If you losers don't have it, there will be no one who can catch the eye of the Dharma again.
Chapter completed!