Before leaving, Song Chengjian told his elder brother his thoughts.
Upon arriving at the mountain, they discovered that the Li people had outdated manual skills and lacked experience and guidance.
Time is of the essence; if the roof isn't repaired by tonight, the villagers will have to sleep outdoors in the open...
Song Chengjian plans to gather everyone together and, using one family as a model, teach everyone step-by-step how to repair it...
From dismantling the wooden walls, laying bricks, and then using wooden planks to build the roof...
Song Chenghou fully agreed and did not panic despite the urgency of the situation.
Working skillfully can make all the difference.
Starting too quickly will lead to less efficiency and less success.
With his elder brother's approval, Song Chengjian felt even more confident.
Song Chenghou suggested, "Let Lao Qi go with you."
This typhoon is unusual, just like the one two or three days ago.
Last time, we weren't on the mountain, so let's leave that aside.
But last night's experience was firsthand, so we can keep some records for future reference and prevent some people from relying on experience to estimate typhoons and causing losses due to carelessness.
This document records the situation before and after the typhoon, the damage caused, the difficulties faced, and how we resolved them...
The effectiveness of the solution should be documented in writing, which will be of great benefit to future generations.
Second brother, you said the Li people lack experience and guidance, so let's start with ourselves and leave some marks on them...
Hopefully, this spark will have a positive impact on their production and fire-making processes.
After listening, Song Chengjian suddenly understood, "Big brother is right!"
The seventh brother, Song Chengyao, had the best calligraphy. Without his two older brothers calling him, he had already stood next to Song Chengjian.
He looked around, as if searching for something.
"Here! Use mine!"
Jiang Xinyu took out a palm-sized object from his clothes, handed it to Song Chengyao, and helped him open the pen cap.
"This is something the steward got from a Westerner..."
The tip of the nose and the ink were connected.
Paper would be hard to find here, but recording on cloth or clothing would be acceptable.
Jiang Xinyu smiled and said.
The servant boy, Zhu Le, felt sorry for his young master.
This was a gift from the master to the young master on his tenth birthday. Not to mention Fujian and Guangdong, it would be hard to find another like it in the entire Great Yin Dynasty.
Song Chengyao took it in his hand and examined it, then was pleasantly surprised.
Although Jiang Xinyu didn't say it, he knew it must be extremely valuable.
Song Chengxin took out a prison uniform from his bundle.
Worried that leaving the record with the Li people might cause unnecessary offense, I took out my clean monk's robes, intending to seek the abbot's opinion...
Then Qin Shan offered a garment, saying, "This garment is made of thin silk, which makes it easier to write on."
Cotton absorbs water easily, which makes it waste ink.
The ink that came with this pen was left at home by the young master; he didn't bring it with him.
Qin Shan gave a simple explanation, which prevented Song Chengxin from ruining a monk's robe and reminded him of the precautions. His words and actions were indeed prudent.
Song Chenghou and Song Chengxin nodded their thanks.
Song Chengjian led Song Chengyao out with Li Jing, who was standing at the door.
After listening to Song Chengjian's suggestion, Li Jing was greatly encouraged. He felt that the suggestion was far-sighted and ingenious, and he was also grateful that they had considered so much for their clansmen.
Li Jing gathered his clansmen together, and Song Chengjian explained his arrangements. The Li people then selected one family as a model...
Song Chenghou told everyone to go back and move their belongings out of the house as soon as possible to avoid any damage during later repairs.
At the same time, Song Chenghou also gave a brief introduction to making clay bricks, hunting for food, and the arrangements for cooking food.
Upon hearing this, the bewilderment on the faces of the Li people vanished instantly.
They have something to do, they know how to do it, and they are not afraid of hardship.
Upon hearing that a hunting trip was planned, everyone understood that the purpose was to prepare food for them so that they could focus on repairing their houses...
After all this hard work, Li Jing suggested that everyone go home and borrow their own good bows and arrows...
The Li people immediately scattered like birds and beasts.
Watching the figure disappear in an instant, Li Jing's eyes stung with tears, and his voice trembled slightly as he said to the Song brothers, Song Chengjian and Song Chengyao, beside him, "They're not bad, are they?"
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