When she went to Bald Mountain to dig saltpeter, she found that the reason why the place was "bald" was because there was not only a lot of saltpeter, but also a large amount of limestone, iron ore, etc. As for the clay needed to make cement, Pinglan Mountain had plenty of it.
High-temperature casting techniques can be performed using bellows. Han Yichen excels at refining medicine, so this shouldn't be too difficult for him. As for the actual practice, that would depend on the Zuo An he had returned to today.
Whether it succeeds or not, we will know if we try. If cement can really be made, then apart from the labor cost, the materials for building a house will be almost free.
Just as Hua Qingcheng was busy planning the construction of her house, Situ Ye, who was far away in Yunshui Town, was lying in the east wing of the backyard, shivering and tossing in his quilt, unable to sleep.
"Boom boom..."
It was dark outside the window. Suddenly, there was a rumble of thunder in the sky, and then the rain began to fall heavily.
If he had known this earlier, he would not have been so arrogant and would have volunteered to stay and look after the shop himself. The thunder outside was really terrible.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Suddenly, there was a burst of violent knocking at the back door of the yard and a man's shrill screams.
In the room, Situ Ye quickly pulled the quilt over his head, repeating to himself: "I didn't hear it! I didn't hear it! I didn't hear it!"
After all, the Ghost Festival has passed, and it’s time for those ghosts to return to the underworld!
"Boom boom..."
Another muffled thunder roared, followed by a flash of dazzling lightning. At the back door of Jing Hua Yuan Snack Shop, a shadowy figure was dragging a fainted man into a deserted alley not far away.
"Boom boom..."
Muffled thunder sounded in the sky again, and the dazzling white light that followed instantly illuminated the hideous face of the man in black in the alley who was covering the mouth and nose of the man on the ground, as well as the sharp knife beside the man that was shining with a cold light.
After the man on the ground was completely dead, the sneaky figure, as usual, took off the man's underwear and insulted him before putting it back on him. Then the man in black raised his knife and cut off the man's feet, then fed him a handful of paste, then wrapped the severed feet with cloth and walked away leisurely in the rain.
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