After listening to what Qiuhua said, Qiu Yantang felt a little fortunate. She had foresight, otherwise she would never have thought of it.
"The cellar is easy. I'll hire two ghosts and you tell them how to dig."
It’s not that she doesn’t want to hire someone, but the people in Qiujia Village always work for her for free. She hasn’t achieved any results yet, but a lot of the work has been done by others. This is not good.
"Okay, let's just go straight to the point and dig a bigger one."
Qiu Yantang thought that this cellar might be like a river in winter. The temperature on the water surface is relatively low, but it is 0 degrees inside the water.
The temperature in the cellar is almost the same as that in the refrigerator, especially the cellar built under the warehouse.
There is a small warehouse in Qiu Yantang's home, a small house of about 20 square meters, which is piled with some unused things.
It’s built right underneath.
Hiring two ghosts, each for fifty ghost coins a day, Qiu Yantang felt it was a great deal.
The ground inside the warehouse is made of earth, so you just need to dig a hole. The hole can probably accommodate two people, about one square meter, and is set directly on the side of the warehouse.
Then dig down to dig out the soil, but also set up a lot of racks in the middle to prevent the soil above from collapsing.
Not only that, the ground above is also very thick and sufficient.
I also specially bored out a few boards with bricks, and placed the dishes on the boards when the time comes.
After everything below is done, a wooden board with a handle is made at the exit to facilitate entry and exit.
When Qiu Yantang came over to inspect the work, he was very satisfied. The work was done very carefully. Even the potatoes that were originally piled up randomly were moved downstairs and were now stacked neatly.
It's obviously Qiuhua's work. Not to mention this, even the bowls and chopsticks in the house are like this.
Qiuhua also cleaned the chopstick holder very well, and most importantly, she placed the chopsticks with the eating end facing up.
That's a good point.
Chopsticks are used only a limited number of times each time, and they are basically bamboo chopsticks. If you use them upside down when eating, the bottom will be full of water after washing, and if there is dirt, it will easily breed bacteria.
But it won't work if you do it upwards, and it will be done faster. This is what her master taught her.
And those bowls, they are obviously all the same size, but she insists on putting those with the same patterns together, and she puts bowls in different places and plates in different places.
Everything is planned clearly.
Qiu Yantang even specifically asked about her birthday, and after some calculation, he found that according to the Gregorian calendar, Qiuhua was a Virgo...
No wonder!
The next day, Qiu Yantang went straight to the brick kiln, not that she remembered it so early.
The main reason was that the daily work bell was so deafening. Even though she was quite far away, she could still hear it clearly.
"Tangtang, good morning!"
On the way, I also met Lan Qiqi and Fan Tuan. Seeing how radiant they looked, it seemed that they were doing well recently and were not overwhelmed by the busy farm work.
"Good morning, what are you doing at work today?"
Qiu Yantang felt that there didn't seem to be much to do now.
"We're harvesting beans today. The village chief said we'll make some mooncakes on August 15th, so we can add some festive flavor to the day."
Using carob beans to make mooncakes, Qiujia Village must be the only one, right?
At this moment, Qiu Yantang suddenly realized that bean paste, beans made from carob are also bean paste, but the taste is different from red bean paste.
She thought they were preparing to make sticky rice dumplings!
"We haven't taken festivals so seriously yet!" Lan Qiqi said with a hint of longing.
I really don’t take festivals seriously, and I don’t even celebrate them. I’m happier during the Chinese New Year, but that’s only because there are more delicious foods during that time.
But Qiujia Village is different.
Ever since Qiu Yantang started keeping records, Qiujia Village has paid special attention to every festival, and everything they do on each festival is done according to plan.
Especially during the New Year, preparations basically start a month in advance. When Qiu Yantang thought of this, he suddenly became very excited.
It’s said that after the August Festival, the New Year is approaching.
Qiu Yantang was thinking as he walked.
"Little Ancestor, do you think I look like a human or a god?"
"Oh my god, Huang Ling, you scared me! You are not allowed to become a spirit after the founding of the country!"
A yellow fox was standing in the grass waiting for Qiu Yantang. It was the guardian deity of Qiu Manzhi's family. It had completed its merits and came to ask for a title.
Huang Ling felt a little embarrassed and scratched his head with his little paw, "I'm sorry, little ancestor, I was a spirit before the founding of the country, so I'm of a lower generation..."
Before the founding of the People's Republic of China...
"You can ask me for a title, but have you decided whether you want to be a human or a god?"
Being a human being means being an illegal resident, and becoming a god means being a wild god. Qiu Yantang really couldn't understand it. No matter which of these two options, it seems that neither is as comfortable as being a weasel.
This question left Huang Ling confused, "I haven't thought about this yet..."
"Then think about it before asking again. Did Zong Sheng break your son's leg?"
Since we have met, let's solve this problem.
"Oh, my dear, I get angry just talking about this. My son Huang Xiaohuang was still little at that time, and he was craving chicken, so he went to catch it. I thought I had protected the Zongsheng family for so many years, so I should be able to show some mercy for a chicken. Who knew that he broke my son's leg, and now he's limping. It's hard for him to find a wife in the future, and what if the child he has inherits the disease..."
Qiu Yantang felt that what Huang Ling said was becoming more and more outrageous, so he quickly interrupted him.
"Stop, stop, stop. I can't guarantee that you won't be able to find a wife, but it's not innate that a child can inherit it..."
"Oh, that's right!" Huang Ling's head turned. He spoke too fast just now and stuttered.
But he didn't intend to forgive him. He was angry for so many years, but if the little ancestor spoke, he had to listen.
"When I'm done with this busy period, I'll go see Xiao Huang and see if he can be treated. It's not easy for Zongsheng's family either."
Chickens are very valuable, even if Xiao Huang was small at that time, it was not right.
But it also came at a price.
The chicken that was bitten to death by Huang Ling here was a little too innocent.
"No problem, since my little ancestor has spoken, I will forgive him. I've even tripped him several times when he went to the bathroom in the middle of the night."
…
Qiu Yantang felt that the weasel, which had become a spirit and could use words, was very strange no matter how he looked at it. Moreover, its mouth was uncontrollable and it blurted out everything.
"Huang Ling, just keep this to yourself and don't tell anyone else."
After discussing with Huang Ling, Qiu Yantang went straight to the brick kiln. She felt a little excited.
She is different from his grandfather. If the brick-making business really succeeds, she will drag the people of Qiu Village to do it together!
The army needs bricks to build a special training base, right?
Thinking of this, Qiu Yantang walked so hard that he felt like he was about to take off.
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