Chapter 43 Who Died

Hard work pays off. Although everyone is very tired, the base is changing day by day.

The vegetable fields were soon planted with cabbage, leeks, eggplants, tomatoes, cucumbers, pumpkins, loofahs, cowpeas, green beans, rapeseed, onions, white radishes, carrots, water spinach...

Anyway, they have stockpiled almost all the seeds, and they will try to plant anything that can be planted in this season.

Zhong Jialing was so tired that she cried in the beginning, but later she became addicted to farming.

After planting the vegetable garden, she remembered that she still had a lot of fruit cores. She looked up a book and found that although the survival rate was not as high as that of seedlings, it was still possible to succeed.

She took the children and used a hand-held plow to plow several rows of tree pits, threw some fruit cores into them, and watered them regularly. Whether they could grow or not depended on God's will.

The progress at the construction site is surprisingly smooth. The primitive people are really hardworking and have simple thoughts.

As long as you tell them to do it, they won't cheat or play dirty. And if you give them a little encouragement, they will all scream with excitement.

There is only one thing on their minds: what to eat?

"Second Mom, what do you want to eat for lunch?"

"Second Mom, what are we having for dinner?"

"Second Mom, is there any porridge left from this morning? I have diarrhea today and I'm hungry again."

Eat, eat, eat. Fortunately, you don’t have to worry about food.

Even the children know how to fish. The river is just like their own pond. Fish, shrimps, crabs and shellfish are all fresh and can be eaten right after being caught.

This is the only advantage of ancient times: there are fewer people and more other creatures, so even if you are impatient, you can’t eat them all.

No matter whether they run on the ground, swim in the river, or fly in the sky, no matter what level of protection they have as endangered species, they are now collectively referred to as: food.

As long as you tell him what you want to eat, Feng Qi will take his bow and arrow and go, and there will be food available in no time.

On that day, Zhong Jialing drove a tricycle and took the children to the river to fish, while the others continued to work at the construction site.

It was difficult for these primitive people. They could not even speak fluently, but they did learn to recognize various kinds of stones.

I dug soil, picked up stones, hammered stones, burned lime, and mixed mud every day. After walking upright for a short while, I already had experience working on a construction site.

It took ten days and the foundation was laid.

There is no reinforced concrete here, so we can only use the ancient method: a layer of crushed stone, a layer of loess, a layer of lime mixed with soil, sprinkle water, and tamp each layer down.

The huge old trees were sawed into large sections and tied with thick ropes. Everyone worked together to lift and hammer the wooden stakes again and again to make the foundation solid.

The entire construction site was filled with the sounds of labor songs: "One, two, hey, yo! One, two, hey, yo!"

Seeing that everyone was working so hard, Feng Qi asked Luo Jiu, "Can't we just not lay the foundation? Can't we just build the house directly on the ground?"

Luo Jiu looked at her with a shocked look, "My aunt, I thought only primitive people would ask such a stupid question.

Did you know that the word "ji" (foundation) and the word "ji" (foundation) are the same word?

If we start working on the upper layers without laying the foundation, what is the difference between this and building a castle in the air? How dangerous is this?

Any small earthquake will cause the house to collapse. We only have so many people. Do you want to destroy the country?"

Feng Qi scratched his head in embarrassment. "Okay, okay, just pretend I didn't ask."

Although it was difficult, the foundation was finally laid.

A few days ago, they used a rectangular tin biscuit box as a mold and made 5,000 pieces of yellow clay.

The kiln was fired for three days and three nights, with everyone adding fuel day and night, and finally the clay was burned as red as a branding iron. The temperature was lowered for two days, and today was the first time the kiln was opened. Everyone was too nervous to speak.

Although Luo Jiu looked calm, she was unsure herself.

She operated according to some principles in the book, but in actual operation, any detail may determine the success or failure of the result.

She, who had never believed in superstition, secretly got up in the middle of the night, lit three incense sticks, and bowed in the four directions of east, west, south, and north.

She was really afraid of seeing a pile of dirt when she opened the kiln.

Fortunately, with God’s help, the first thing we got from the kiln was the best blue bricks.

Feng Qi carefully picked up a piece, weighed it, and squeezed it hard, but it didn't move.

She gritted her teeth and used an iron sand palm strike, but the brick didn't break and it hurt her hand.

Feng Qi covered his numb palm with his hands, but was extremely happy. "This brick is really strong. I tell you, a normal red brick can break into three pieces with this blow from my palm. This brick is stronger than a red brick."

Luo Jiu nodded excitedly, muttering: "God bless China, God bless China."

She turned around and looked around, then said to Datian and Second Sister, "Send someone to ask Xiaoma and the others to catch more river fish, so we can have a feast tonight!"

"Oh!" Everyone cheered. The current pursuit of this group of primitive people is very simple, and having a big meal is their biggest wish.

A big stone in Luo Jiu's heart fell to the ground, and he happily led everyone to pave the floor and build the walls. With these sturdy, durable and waterproof blue bricks, he believed that the house would be built at an astonishing speed.

Everyone was working enthusiastically, and Luo Jiu was already studying the roof.

She has decided to use a gable roof, which is the roof style of some palaces in the Forbidden City. It is like a mountain, with two sloping sides and a point in the middle.

At that time, we will build a northeast earthen kang in the house, and build a fire wall next to the kang on the north side. When we burn some firewood, it will be warmer in winter than turning on the heater.

When you hang clothes and socks on the fire wall, visible heat will be emitted. They will dry overnight and feel warm when you put them on.

The inner bedroom has north and south windows, allowing for north-south ventilation.

The outer room can be used to store some things, and perhaps rice, flour, meat and vegetables can be distributed to them in the future. They can build their own stove and cook according to their own taste.

It has one bedroom and one living room, and although it is only 80 square meters, it has a blue brick floor and is a solid brick house.

It provided housing security for ancient people tens of thousands of years in advance. If there were history books, it should be recorded as a merit, right?

Du Fu said in his poem: I wish I had thousands of spacious houses to shelter all the poor people in the world and make them happy.

"Hehe," Luo Jiu was proud in his heart, "Mr. Du, I did it."

Luo Jiu was drawing a blueprint and was secretly happy when Datian's second sister came over to complain.

"Second mother, I really can't teach that idiot in my group anymore. I've been teaching him for more than half a month, and others have learned it, but he still jumps out word by word."

As soon as she said this, Luo Jiu vaguely had an impression of a primitive man who looked silly and a bit like a hippopotamus, and had great difficulty speaking.

She nodded. "I know. He knows how to work. He doesn't have any brain problems. He just speaks slowly. But he has his merits. I see him running very fast every day."

"It was pretty fast, so I asked him to notify my stepmother just now."

Luo Jiu was stunned, "Will he not speak if you don't tell him?"

Datian's second sister said, "I wrote him a note."

Luo Jiu nodded. After all, she was careful and capable of doing things.

As the two were talking, the hippopotamus came running back, dripping wet, shouting, "Die! Die!"

Everyone rushed over and asked, "What died? Who died?"

Luo Jiu was also startled, and pulled him aside to ask, "Tell me clearly, what's going on?"

Hippo looked even more anxious than them. "Me!" He pointed at himself. "Mom!" He should be talking about stepmother Zhong Jialing, because the other three mothers were here.

The more anxious he became, the less he could say anything. Cheng Yaoyao stamped her feet in anxiety, "If you can't say it, act it out."

They always use performance to teach people to speak, and this has become a fixed teaching method, which even primitive people understand.

Then the hippopotamus plopped down on the ground, rolling around and swimming, looking like he was trying to grab something but couldn't.

Cheng Yaoyao's heart was in her throat. "It seems... someone is drowning."

"Impossible," Luo Jiu said calmly, "Ling'er has had a swimming pool at home since she was a child. How could she drown?"

The hippopotamus was still on the ground, yelling, "Die, mom!"

Feng Qi suddenly became nervous. "Did we encounter a water snake?"

Thinking of the big snake before, Luo Jiu's heart was also confused, "Get your weapons, drive, everyone go to the river!"