Tonight, there were more soldiers patrolling outside Wang Hou’s mansion. Mr. Cao, who seemed to have received reports from Xiahou Dun, also paid attention to Taicang.

However, when the soldiers were doing their best to protect Wang Hou's safety, this kid was no longer at work. He was so cold that he couldn't sleep for two consecutive nights. Wang Hou had enough of this broken day!

In two days, the coal stove in the backyard was burning constantly, and hundreds of new blue bricks had been burned. The technology of this thing was lost in later generations. Quality was just one word, solid!

There is also the lime and clay that Wang Hou wanted. It was grinded finely according to Wang Hou's orders before leaving in the morning and burned it in the stove for a whole day. At this time, it was hot and hot. In the middle of winter, several men took off their clothes and shoveled them out of the yellow mud furnace with bare shirtless. It was a feudal feudal society!

The only regret is that I have not found coal. These days, wealthy families are burning charcoal, while poor families go out to harvest firewood and mow grass and burn whatever they want. The value of coal has not yet been reflected. Without the coke made from coal, the temperature in the furnace can be estimated to reach more than 1,000 degrees. The refined cement is not of high quality.

Fortunately, building a kang doesn’t require too high quality.

"It smells so bad! What the hell are you doing with this thing?"

Wang Hou was kidnapped home again. As soon as he entered the yard, Cao Hongjie was so angry that he pinched his nose by the smell of lime. His little face chuckled and asked in anger.

However, when Wang Hou saw these things, he looked like he saw a baby, and his eyes were shining. He didn't even bother to pay attention to him. He waved directly to Wang Fu who was greeted from inside.

"Where is the sledgehammer? Construction starts!"

When I was a kang, I lived in a kang building and I was like burning my own stove. Although it had been more than ten years, the coal stove that could roast sweet potatoes and corn without any trouble and the hot land in winter were still deeply remembered. Under the temptation of the kang, a group of kangs were stunned, and the head of the family took the hammer into the formation. With a few bangs, a hole was made in the partition of the thick bedroom and tea room.

"Come on bricks! You guys, put the cement on it, just add this powder and add hydration to it. Where is the trowel? And the mason! There is no trowel!"

A row of servants was ordered to turn around and then mixed cement on the floor of the house. In the admiration of the two plasterers, Wang Hou personally brought bricks and mud to build the furnace. However, after a square stove came out, he felt sad and forgot to raid the iron furnace circle!

Let's discuss this later. After the stove was built, amid Wang Hou's shouting, a group of servants carried the burned blue bricks into his bedroom, sweating profusely.

To be honest, Wang Hou really couldn't remember the internal structure of the kang, but knowing the function of a big question doesn't hinder his imagination. He placed bricks along the base of the wall, stuffed half a brick every two bricks, and built one-third of a whole brick at the other end. This is like the hollow decoration left above the walls of rural courtyards in later generations, a row of supporting bricks left a lot of holes to heat and air through.

He was panting with a wooden trowel and turned around and saw that the sun was about to set. A large group of servants behind him, and Cao Hongjie was still staring at him with big eyes, full of sadness. Wang Hou initiated the power of the master again.

"What are you doing when you are standing there? Why don't you help me quickly? I can't finish it now, so I'll beat the board!"

When Wang Fu heard this, he was the first to be shocked and stomped his feet in anger.

"I haven't been to work yet, so I actually asked my family to take the initiative in such a rough job. What's the use of you? They all sold on the market!"

This double cluster threat suddenly aroused the infinite "production enthusiasm" of the "working people". This thing can be seen at a glance. More than ten men who moved bricks and smeared mud. The speed was very fast. The kang body, which was eight meters long, more than three meters wide and more than half a meter high, gradually revealed its prototype.

There is no electricity these days, and it is difficult to do anything after the sun sets. With a servant taking over, Wang Hou can also look at the last difficulty, the chimney.

Fortunately, this thing has existed in this era. The masons given by Chen Deng also repaired it. As Wang Hou's clamor, the two masons were familiar with each other and used bricks to pile them up on the other corner of the kang.

There are many people, so the power is great. The three servants below handed bricks from outside, and the two of them laid bricks on scaffolding. Finally, before the last ray of sunlight set, the tiles on the house were dried up and pushed out an ugly cigarette.

In the end, there was only plastering dust left. A row of bricks were neatly placed on the kang surface with cement, and then a layer of remaining lime was applied. The typical Northeast kang was almost built, but as Cao Hongjie looked at it, Wang Hou burst into tears again. The cement had to dry for at least one day. Seeing that the hot kang could not sleep, he would still be frozen tonight.

Fortunately, after a plan failed, he silently stared at the kang that was still plastering for a few seconds. Wang Houzai slapped his head suddenly.

"By the way, today I'm pulling down! Call all the spinning girls under my name!"

Another speechless look in Cao Hongjie's speechless eyes, a large pot of poultry-scented fluff was brought up by the servants. As Wang Hou's screams, they were roasted on the spot, and then a piece of precious silk was cut into small pieces without any pity. At Wang Hou's order, several maids also started working in a dull manner, filling the dried chicken and duck down into small pieces of silk, and then sewing the stitches into small pockets.

I really couldn't stand Wang Hou's eager eyes, just like staring at the peerless beauty who couldn't walk. Cao Hongjie forced his ears to hold the account book and pulled Wang Hou out of the house. While walking, Cao Xiaoniu was still yelling fiercely.

“Work and work!!!”

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As expected, one night was still trembling with the cold. In the second half of the night, Cao Hongjie, who was used to the severe cold of this era, could still lie on the edge of the brazier for a while, but Wang Hou couldn't sleep at all and ended up until dawn.

However, he also cleaned up all the book inventory of Xu Du Taicang Twenty Warehouse. He built the warehouse for a year, including some previous introductions, and wrote a total of 171 volumes on bamboo slips and more than 300 kilograms. However, he wrote it on paper. There were only 20 volumes in total, and each volume was written only about thirds. No wonder in ancient times, it was long-lasting to mobilize soldiers, horses, food and grass.

Early the next morning, before Wang Hou was able to drink his chicken soup jar, the door of the mansion was already clattering, and two dark circles followed Wang Fu to open the door. As soon as the vermilion door opened, Xiahou Dun, who was full of armor and black blindfolds, was already quite social, and his body was full of armor and leaves trembled.

"Official Wang Ling, check the warehouse!"

Mr. Cao needs to take into account a lot of major issues in the world. It seems that warehousing grain is not one of his concerns. Cao Cao didn't know how much grain there was in his warehouse. I guess he was shocked by the number brought back by Xiahou Dun yesterday. Today, he not only arranged Xiahou Dun, but also sent more than a dozen scholars from the Prime Minister's Mansion to follow Wang Hou to check the warehouse.

With the help of people, the progress of the day was much faster. After easily checking the remaining 16 granaries, 320 ration cellars, but the situation is still not objective. Basically, the deterioration is removed, and the actual reserves remain at about one-third. The entire Xudu Taicang book reserves are as high as 970,000 stones, but in fact, only 290,000 stones can be eaten.

Wang Hou's mission has also been completed. After checking all the warehouses, he directly handed over twenty books to Xiahou Dun and asked him to take them back to the Prime Minister's Mansion. If he wants to get angry, let Mr. Cao get angry by himself. With the actual reserves here, he can keep an eye on every piece of food entering and leaving the warehouse after he is careful, and he can completely clear it up and no longer be afraid that Master Cao will take any blame for him.

However, I was still with an uninvited guest back, and returned home in a confused carriage. Wang Fu left the house to greet him. Wang Hou was shocked and then exclaimed in shock.

"The account book has been checked! Why are you back with me?"

Following him, Cao Hongjie rode her red rouge horse as always, and followed his carriage gracefully, sleeping in a mess, but he didn't even pay attention.

Hearing his exclamation, Cao Hongjie raised his little head proudly and hummed angrily: "You will break the bridge when you cross the river? Did you promise to treat me a delicious meal? You haven't invited me yet! I will not let you go before this!"

Haven't invited you to drink chicken soup these two days? Wang Hou couldn't help but mutter. But he already regarded this girl as the one next to him, and came back with him. It's no big deal. Wang Hou, who is used to the feudal master's domineering life, shook his head at Wang Fu listlessly: "Isn't you helping the young grandma get off the horse and go home!"

"What young grandma, I'm not that old?"

There is no title of young grandma in this era, humming, but Cao Hongjie still jumped off the horse with great enthusiasm. Without Wang Fu's greeting, he trotted into the mansion himself in a big way. The old housekeeper Wang looked smiling, while Wang Hou himself yawned.

"Lao Wang, have you done everything you have told me to do?"

"When I go back to the master, I am still looking for charcoal. The clothes have been sewn. The master ordered the stone bed to be made yesterday was also dry for a day, and it was basically done!"

There is no coal yet, which really disappoints Wang Hou a little, but the down jacket and hot kang have been built, at least there is no need to be frozen tonight. Listening to this report, Wang Hou couldn't help but be excited, and then jumped out of the car and walked in.

Next to the main hall of the yard, in his large bedroom, sure enough, the neatly wiping cement was completely dry, and because the processing was very fine, there were basically no cracks or anything, Cao Hongjie was wading on it and rolling all over the ground. When she saw Wang Hou coming in, she hummed disdainfully: "It's hard and cold. I really don't know what you're doing with this effort?"

On the other hand, the large down jacket that Wang Hou wanted had been sewn. The outside still looked like an official uniform, and another layer of silk was added inside. However, because small silk bags filled with fluff were sewn, small bags were bulging out on the outside.

He threw the robe aside like garbage. Wang Hou hurriedly put the big robe on the kang. The warmth of the down instantly increased his body temperature by about ten degrees, and he felt comfortable to breathe out the turbid air. Wang Hou smiled happily again.

"Of course I can't see anything now. I only know how magical it is when I burn it! Wang Pole, put on carbon!"

"What's so proud of being in a beast in a dress and wearing a bird's fur! Hello, wait for me!"

He even sarcastically said to him, but as Wang Hou wore a new coat and walked towards the kitchen beside him, the girl got up again and walked over for two steps.

Curiosity killed the cat, and the woman had the same attribute as the cat. She pretended not to care about Wang Hou's fantasy Guqiu all night, but she was actually too curious.

The black carbon fire was burning red and burned vigorously in the stove. Once the furnace cover was covered, the entire kang was immediately full of fire and emitted heat. This time, not only Cao Hongjie rolled on the kang, but Wang Hou, who was wearing a big down jacket, also went up comfortably and exhaled a long breath of turbid air.
Chapter completed!