These past few days, everyone has been keeping the children confined. Adults can go out as usual, but children can't. What if the Xiongnu invade while they're out?
Besides, Huo Xiaolong.
"That's about right, stir it until it looks like this."
"Yes, then you put this on the bottom of the bricks and fit them together."
If the wall were to be built normally, it would take almost a month to raise it even by just half a meter, but with cement, it would be different.
Wang Zheng allocated funds from the government office to allow the Mo family to research how to build the city wall quickly and efficiently. Ultimately, Huo Xiaolong provided them with a cement formula.
The two most difficult aspects of making cement are crushing stones and firing them in a kiln at high temperatures.
The stone crushing was done by hired workers. Recently, a bunch of refugees came to the village, and young laborers with nothing to do came to work. They were provided with food, lodging, and wages. They worked in shifts 24 hours a day, with lanterns lit. The clanging and banging sounds never stopped in the village, making it hard for the villagers' dogs to sleep.
Firing the kiln was the most difficult step, and even Huo Xiaolong couldn't do it; she didn't know how to fire one either.
but……
“Uncle Lu, I know the Mo family has a way of making fires that get extremely hot. For the sake of the country, please share it!” Huo Xiaolong said, straddling the stool and swaying his legs as he spoke.
"I'm not very good at it either! That thing is... passed down from generation to generation, and only the smartest person can learn it... do you understand what I mean, Miss Dong?"
"Okay, I get it, it's just that you're not very smart and haven't learned it yet!"
"..."
Is this really a child raised in a brothel? What happened to the silver tongues of those girls and their mothers? You can't learn even a little bit of that, can you?
"That's where Brother Wangji will be. I'll look for Brother Wangji later~"
"OK."
Normally, Lu Fei would never let anyone know that his nephew knew the secret arts of the Mohist school, but there was no other way. When it came to national righteousness and life and death, no one cared about secret arts. He had to get through this first.
The moment cement was born, Lu Wangji, the genius of the Mo family, looked at Huo Xiaolong with a different perspective. If I am a genius, then what is she?
She's only five years old. Is she a monster? Or a reincarnated deity?
"Brother Wangji, why are you looking at me like that?"
"It's nothing, I just think you're incredibly smart."
The beautiful woman, who was once ill, no longer uses a wheelchair and is getting used to walking every day. When a breeze blows, strands of her hair fall between her eyebrows and eyes, adding to her tender and endearing appearance.
"This wasn't something I figured out..."
Who is that?
The young man wanted to meet that person; a genius cherishes another genius, and he wanted to have a chat with him.
"Hmm...I read it in a book?"
Which book?
"I forgot!"
It's so hard to make up a lie. Huo Xiaolong quickly left the crime scene and called Sister Mantuo to help him out of the predicament.
Look, Lu Wangji, who was standing next to Sister Mantuo, suddenly felt leg pain and weakness again and couldn't exert any strength. The little dumpling thought this was an illness and needed to be treated!
Doctor Gu has been very busy lately, so busy that for the first time he felt that the best medicinal herbs were torture. The four blazing stoves in front of him made him dizzy.
"Master, Miss Huo is here again."
The old man waved his hand and said
Just say he's not here!
"But she's right outside the alchemy room... I've noticed you always seem happy to see her and bring her in, and besides... didn't she just bring us so many good medicinal herbs?"
"..."
Gu Shilin felt that alchemy was like eating. The first time you eat delicacies, you think they are delicious. After a few days, you can taste different flavors. But you can't handle a lot of these things at once, making you eat four meals a day.
That's exactly what happened to him. A few days ago, Huo Xiaolong brought over a bunch of really good-aged Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng for him to refine into medicine. The rule was the same as always: he kept three-tenths of it for himself.
But there can't be so many... With all four stoves running at the same time, today is the second day he hasn't slept a wink.
"Come and watch over me for a while. Call me in two hours. I'm going to take a nap first," Doctor Gu said to the young apprentice beside him.
"Master, Miss Huo is still outside the door."
Doctor Gu was so tired these past few days that he was a little dazed and forgot what the apprentice had just said.
"Let her in! Let that ancestor in!!"
"yes"
Huo Xiaolong hopped into the pharmacy, his first words being "little sweet pepper." If he didn't continue rambling...
"Good afternoon, Grandpa Gu!"
"Hello, what brings you here today?"
"I wanted to ask you, is my Wangji's leg still not fully healed?"
After listening, Doctor Gu stroked his beard twice and asked...
"Why do you say that? Is there something wrong with it?"
The little dumpling pouted and said...
"No, it's just that whenever he sees my sister Mantuo, his legs either hurt or feel weak. Grandpa Gu, why don't you prescribe some more medicine for him? Tell me what he needs, I have some."
The old man, being quite old, lay in his rocking chair with his eyes closed. He slowly spoke to the little dumpling.
"Your brother Wangji doesn't need to take medicine; he's just trying to win over a beautiful woman."
"You can do that?"
"Um."
An old man and a child rocked gently in the sunlight, the only sound in the room being the creaking of the rocking chair. Huo Xiaolong thought Doctor Gu was falling asleep when the sudden noise startled the little boy, who immediately opened his eyes. He then heard the old man say...
"Why are you making so many pills? Are you going to sell them? Did your ancestors have a grudge against some family? Are you making these to try and get back at them?"
"No, my father doesn't even know who his father was, let alone have any ancestors."
"That's your mother? She looks very noble; she must be a young lady from a wealthy family."
Huo Xiaolong, also dazed from the sun, said in a childish voice...
"I don't know where my mother came from, but she is really beautiful!"
"..."
"Then why are you making so many medicines?" The topic returned to its essence. The old man just wanted to know that it was a waste to make all these medicinal herbs into pills instead of storing them properly.
"Help!
"Where are you going to find so many people for you to save?"
The little dumpling sat up and looked at Gu Shilin, saying...
"War is about to break out! Many people will die!"
"Human disasters are inevitable in war..."
"But if I can save them, I will save them!"
If it were her previous life, her country would not have abandoned any civilians. If she were Huo Xiaolong of the Great Yan, it would be fine, but she is not. She cannot forget the ideas that her motherland nurtured and taught her for more than 20 years; they are engraved in her bones.
In the face of life, everyone is equal...
For the first time, Doctor Gu found this little girl endearing, except when she sweetly begged him for medicine. The old man smiled; he was even more convinced that Huo Xiaolong was the heir to some renowned family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners.
A doctor's heart should be compassionate; this is the first lesson of being a doctor.
There are even little girls who aren't even as tall as a chair, so what does Gu Shilin have to fear?
"Grandpa Gu promises you that when there is a real war, he will save everyone within his reach."
"Then don't overwork yourself~"
"OK."
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