This guard's single name is Li, but has no surname.

Feng Yin and his wife also gave him the surname Hua, but Li himself said that he could not and dared to use this surname for the time being.

After all, if Hua Nihua, who was following the two masters, competed for the surname Hua, if someone with interest heard it, it would inevitably cause trouble to the master.

Therefore, outside, he hopes that the two masters can call him Ali or Li.

At this time, Ali listened to Zhang Yiming's inquiry and nodded quickly: "Yes, the boss, the kiln just opened, it is indeed as dark and gray as you described."

"Then get some to this place."

Zhang Yiming stretched out his finger and pointed to an open tunnel outside the kiln house, "Send someone to make some fine sand on the river beach and make some clear water."

Feng Yin followed the man silently, listening quietly to his orderly arrangements, and a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

It's so relaxing to have a man who knows what he knows about it.

No need to worry about these trivial matters yourself.

Soon, Ali arranged for Chu Shan and the others to prepare as Zhang Yiming told him.

Afterwards, Zhang Yiming ordered them to stir and make them look like large bricks according to the cement ratio.

Below the bricks, people are cushioning large lotus leaves.

Except for Feng Yin and his wife, no one here knew what their master (the boss) was going to do.

But they were trained to obey unconditionally the words of the master.

Therefore, no one can see what it is until the things are done.

"Okay, let it hang here first. After drying, everyone will know its function."

Seeing this, Zhang Yiming held Feng Yin's hand with satisfaction and said, "By the way, there is still lime, let's take a look."

"Okay, please wait."

Ali agreed and quickly arranged for someone to take it.

When Zhang Yiming asked someone to stir the lime in proportion again, and after it was stirred into a cake shape, Zhang Yiming asked someone to stop.

The originally snow-white lime and water mixed together became light gray, like a thick paste, making some men on the village unable to help swallowing.

Some people even whispered: "Is this... this thing used to satisfy your hunger?"

"I don't know, I heard that this thing is very precious, just as precious as the snow salt and frosting sugar from several other villages."

"If it's a way to satisfy your hunger, that's reasonable."

"Then do you think that something like a big candy cube is also eaten?"

"It's very likely that this thick paste can be drunk, and that should be dry food."

...

These comments were very small, but Feng Yin heard them into his ears.

She felt funny and suddenly felt sad.

This is how much food is needed to treat lime cement as food!

Zhang Yiming looked at Feng Yin's look of wanting to laugh but sad, and looked up at the people who were talking in a low voice.

I couldn't help but want to laugh.

So he waved and said, "You guys, come here."

"ah?!"

The few people who were still talking in a low voice just now listened to Zhang Yiming's voice and looked at his waves, and were so scared that they were trembling: "I... are we?"

Hearing this, he was so harsh and harsh.

"The boss will come over if you ask you to come over, why is there so much nonsense?"

When Chu Shan saw them like this, he couldn't help but growl, "Why are you still standing there? Come here."

"Oh, oh oh oh."

The men approached here nervously and looked at Zhang Yiming at a loss: "East... the boss, the young people are wrong."

"What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Yiming thought these people were very interesting, but they didn't show any of them on their faces. He followed their words and asked.
Chapter completed!