Chapter 275 Three foreign monks fell from the sky 1

After listening to my opinion, Uncle He pondered for a moment and said, "From here to the villa, the distance is slightly far away. If you repair an open ditch, it may cause the water on the mountain to flow into the ditch and cause the water in the ditch to surge. Then the same principle will lead to an increase in the waterfall in the villa, and it may also cause the water flowing into the villa as you said, and it may be that the water flowing into the villa is too large and not enough to be discharged to flood the villa."

"There is another problem!" Mr. Liu also took over the topic and said: "The soil on the mountain may also be washed away like a ditch blocking the ditch, so the water flowing into the villa will be reduced or even cut off. If this happens, it may cause problems with the water curtain cave, which is famous for water."

I nodded and said, "You are right!" I looked at Uncle He and said, "Do you still remember the clay pot we Shang Ling used?"

"Clay pot?"

Uncle He nodded and said, "What you are talking about is the clay pot we use as sewage discharge pipes? Then what do you mean?"

I nodded again and said, "You're right!" Then I pointed to the line representing the ditch on the picture and said, "I mean that I don't use open ditches in this ditch, but bury pots. I set up an inspection every 50 meters, and the rest of the places will be restored to their original state after laying. It's best to make people look at it without bringing that kind. I want to give people the feeling of waterfall coming from the sky!"

Everyone nodded after hearing this, Uncle He praised: "This is a good note. As long as we hide the import and export cleverly, no one can see where our water comes from, and the clay pot is easy to lay. As long as the top is under too heavy weight, there is no need to worry about breaking. Moreover, the water inlet is only so big, and there is no need to worry about increasing the amount on rainy days! The water flow in the water curtain cave can also be controlled well! However, the inlet must be added with a barrier, otherwise it will be easy to gamble on the clay pot!"

I smiled slightly and said, "Of course!"

Then I turned my head and asked Gongsun Xiwu, "Which workshop in this capital can produce this kind of clay pot?"

Gongsun Xiwu lowered her head and thought, "Actually, it's available in our Gongsun family, but I don't know if I can give birth!"

I waved my hand and said, "Don't worry about this. The requirements for producing this kind of clay pot are not very high. Uncle He, please send someone to guide you. The diameter of the pipe is more suitable for 40 cm."

At the same time, I thought of a question. Since the Gongsun family also has its own porcelain workshop, I wonder if they can produce mahjong? The requirements for mahjong are not very high, one is the same size and the other is the same color.

So I asked again: "Can your workshop produce 108 squares for me, and there are carving things for me?"

"Cubic?"

Gongsun Xiwu thought for a while and said, "It should be no problem! I just don't know what your requirements are for these squares?"

I shook my head and said, "What is the specific requirement? As long as the color is the same, the squareness and size are the same!"

He nodded and said, "Yes! I don't know what words you want to engrave on it?"

"The word is simple!" I squatted down again, and said while gesturing on the ground: "One of them carved 10,000, 20,000, 30,000... Each type of four has a total of 90,000, which is thirty-six. The other type has a small circle, which is also nine, and each type has four, a total of thirty-six!..."

Next, I told him in detail the content engraved on it, which is the 108 pictures that I often play in Sichuan mahjong. As for the color, I don’t need it. There are many of them.

Since the Gongsun family can produce, then in addition to teaching their three wives, are you also considering opening a teahouse? For the monotonous ancient life, this is an extra entertainment. As for the negative situations such as gambling, it is inevitable. Just like a gun, it is a weapon to defend the lives of the country in the hands of soldiers, and in the hands of criminals, it is the source of the crime of harming the people. In fact, the gun is not wrong. However, I will try to develop this mahjong into a slightly more elegant way of entertainment.

Although Gongsun Xiwu didn't know what it was for me to ask for these things, he never organized or foreshadowed when he thought about what I did, and he didn't think about what it was for me. Instead, he honestly wrote down everything I said and planned to ask someone to arrange for delivery immediately when he went back tonight. After all, it was something I wanted, so he still attached more importance to it.

The only thing he doesn't know is that he produced is the mahjong that was popular all over the country in the future. Although I first proposed this mahjong, the first mahjong in the Great Zhou Dynasty was produced by the Gongsun family, and it was also Gongsun Xiwu who asked to produce this mahjong. So in the end, everyone thought that Gongsun Xiwu was the founder of mahjong. So many of the teahouses opened later were enshrined in his portraits. The mahjong produced by the Gongsun family also became a famous brand in the country. Later, it gradually rose to the use of some precious materials, such as jade, ivory, etc.! At the same time, with the development of time, a new culture was gradually formed: mahjong. It is called mahjong. Note that it is not a mahjong in Tianjin! And those who study mahjong are also called mahjong!

After explaining, we found that it was getting late, so we started to go back.

Lin Qian's feet were already much better, but she still limped while walking, but she didn't want me to carry her back. There was no way, so I could only support her.

After slowly walking the door of the construction site, the way of riding a horse was still the same as when she came, but after the road under maintenance, she asked to find a carriage. It seemed that the middle camp scared her this morning, and she was afraid of making a message.

I was also happy to be idle, so I immediately found someone to find her a carriage and slowly walked towards her home.

Not long after I left, I saw a lot of people surrounding the street three floors outside and three floors, some of them were still rushing forward desperately, as if there was something strange inside.

People are curious, of course I have it, so when I approached, I found people surrounding three people, with big beards and blonde hair and blue eyes, and there was a box in front of them, and they were selling something.

If we look at people from the Great Zhou Dynasty, they are commonly known as Fan Band, but in my eyes they are foreigners, and their dressing is obviously the dressing of foreign missionaries in the original social films.

"Three foreign monks?"

I was slightly surprised.

So he waved his hand and stopped, and planned to go down to see what they bought. But now there are many people around me, and I can't squeeze in at all. When I was in a dilemma, I saw Lao Wei rushing over with a group of yamen servants, and shouting loudly: "The yamen handles cases, and the idle people wait to get out of here!"

When the onlookers saw the people in the government rushed over with great momentum, they immediately fled around like a stinged hornet. In a short time, only Lao Wei, his brothers, three missionaries and us were left at the crowded intersection.

Seeing that there was still someone else who had not left, Lao Wei was about to get angry and recognized me on the back of the horse, so his angry face immediately turned into a smile and ran over happily.

And I also came down from the horse and met Lao Wei.

As soon as he saw me, Old Wei quickly saluted and said, "I'll pay homage to Lord Deng!"

I laughed and said, "Brother Wei, don't be so polite. I wonder what case you are going to deal with today?"

Seeing that I was not arrogant, and it was not a big deal, Old Wei did not hide it. He pointed to three missionaries who were still there with a depressed look on their faces and didn't know what happened, and said, "We received a tip that there were people from foreign countries selling goods here and promoting cults at the same time! So come and have a look!"

"Oh?" I looked at the three missionaries. In the original society, they believed in Catholicism, but they didn't know what they believed in in this society. At the same time, the things they sold also attracted my attention because those things were glass!

In the modern Dazhou, there has been no technology to produce glass, and glass is an indispensable thing in architecture. Now my chamber of commerce has been able to successfully produce steel bars and frame-structured houses, but there has always been no glass. However, the huge discounts of these houses have also made many of my architectural plans unable to be effectively implemented. For example, if there is glass, I plan to install a transparent roof on it, so that Wangyue is worthy of its reputation. Moreover, I also plan to build a modern villa for myself, but I gave up because there is no glass. I can't let the windows of modern style or European villas be equipped with wooden partitions with Dazhou's characteristics, and then apply a layer of white paper on it. Then look horizontally and vertically, just two words: awkward!

The appearance of these foreign monks made me feel shocked. Their selling glass products means that the West in the current era of Dazhou may have mastered the production technology of glass. And the quality of the glass is not bad, and it reflects a high level of technical skills in both transparency and production technology. Moreover, these missionaries are not very capable, and they have mastered many skills. Although I cannot guarantee that the three of them will definitely know, at least they gave me some hope. If they really know how to produce glass, it will be a milestone in the history of Dazhou architecture.

So I quickly walked to the three foreign monks, ignored their strange gazes, but looked at the things they were selling, which were made of glass vessels, and they did their work very carefully.

"Sir! I don't know what you want to buy?" One of them asked in the language of Dazhou, who was half-baked.

I smiled slightly and said, "Before buying, I wonder if I can ask the names of several people?"

The three of them looked at me hesitantly, and then the person who was talking to me just now pointed to the other two and introduced: "His name is Washington, this is his younger brother Bush, and my name is Clinton!"

When I heard this, I suddenly raised my head and cursed: "Damn! Three American presidents!"
Chapter completed!