Chapter 57 Cang Li didn't know about Kunlun Mountain...
Cang Li was unaware of the Kunlun Mountains. Before the weather turned cold, she led a group of people to the mountains to cut down some trees in order to build a house.
Building houses is not easy. Cang Li chose a spot that was usually used as a drying ground and planned to try building a small house to store farm tools first. Once it was successfully built and confirmed to be sturdy, he would then promote the use of wooden and mud-brick houses to the entire human race.
In any case, a proper house is definitely more comfortable than a thatched hut. It's only now that Cang Li has enough to eat that he has the mind to think about solving the housing problem.
Stone, White Cloud, and Great Mountain all brought people to help Cangli chop wood. Tongtian had said he would take them as his disciples, but after careful consideration, the three decided to stay among the human race and refused to go to Kunlun Mountain with Tongtian.
Cang Li used charcoal to carve marks on the peeled wood, then directed Bai Yun to saw in the marked positions. He also told Ji, Jie, and Er to take Zhong and Yu away to avoid splashing wood shavings.
After processing the wood, Cang Li took a shovel and hoe to dig a hole, explaining to the large group of people behind him as he dug:
"To build this kind of house, you need to lay a foundation. If you don't lay a foundation, the house will be blown away by a gust of wind. Director, you can't build a house without a foundation. You need to lay a deep foundation."
He quickly swung the hoe and dug a pit about two or three meters deep. Then he had someone carry the whole log over, buried the root part in the pit, filled the pit with stones, filled the gaps with mud, and stomped on it to compact it.
After burying the first pillar, Cang Li had the strongest stone shake it to make sure it was sturdy. Then, he smiled and told the others to dig the remaining three holes. A small, square house needs at least four pillars to be stable.
After erecting the four pillars, Cang Li lifted the roof, which had been fitted with pre-drilled holes and nailed in place. He then used a ladder to support the four pillars, tapped them a few times with a stone hammer to secure them, and climbed down to look at the completed house frame. He nodded in satisfaction and then led his men to make mud bricks using chopped grass and mud, since they couldn't currently fire bricks.
Cang Li had seen the remaining mud-walled houses in the countryside before. They were very sturdy. You would chop up dry grass and mix it into the mud, stomp on it a few times to mix it evenly, shape it into bricks, dry it in the sun, and build walls to live in. It would definitely be warmer than a thatched hut, and you wouldn't have to worry about fire.
Last winter, someone accidentally started a fire, and three people living inside were burned. One of them died from an infection. Fortunately, the fire was discovered in time. Otherwise, since the houses in the whole tribe are very close together, the fire would have spread and the whole tribe would not have been able to escape.
If mud houses are feasible, it would certainly be much safer to leave firewood outside during the winter.
Cang Li stomped on the mud with all his might, and made others stomp on it as well, until the chopped hay was completely mixed into the mud. Then he began to shape the mud into squares and lay them on the wooden boards to dry.
Seeing Cang Li do this, the others followed suit, and for a while everyone at the cave entrance was quietly "playing in the mud".
Ji Hejie has grown tall and thin, now resembling a young man. Seeing Cang Li playing with mud, he led Er Zhongyu to join in and play with mud as well.
After a whole day of work, the number of mud bricks he made was still not enough. Cang Li washed his hands in the irrigation ditch and said:
"Everyone, go back and rest first, and we'll continue tomorrow."
After a day's work, she couldn't possibly oppress her people like a tyrant.
The next day, the bricks that had been prepared the day before were half-dry. Cang Li pressed them and found that they were very resilient and had not cracked even though they were dry. The mud bricks were a great success.
Cang Li smiled, clapped his hands, and called on everyone to continue making mud bricks.
After the mud bricks were dried for three or four days, Cang Li used them as an adhesive with mud and had people move the mud bricks to the house frame to start building the walls.
Cang Li's bricklaying skills were mediocre; he could only place the bricks on the ground, and they weren't very neat.
After half a wall was built, the rest of the people started to work. Their leader had said that they should watch from the side and learn by doing, without having to wait for her to tell them every time.
Many hands make light work, and the four walls were quickly built. The styles were not very consistent, but the construction was still quite successful and they didn't collapse.
Cang Li climbed up to the roof again and set up all the horizontal beams and main beams. Then he laid down the straw that had been prepared beforehand, covered it with a layer of mud, and then covered it with another layer of dense straw. This way, rain wouldn't seep in.
After finishing, Cang Li clapped his hands and went into the house. The house had a door and two windows on the left and right sides at the front. The house was not dark. Cang Li walked around and patted the walls and pillars. The house was not big and did not need to be supported by any extra pillars in the middle. It was very sturdy.
Cang Li was very satisfied. He made two wooden doors and covered the windows with licorice. He covered them in winter and removed them in summer for ventilation. It was perfect.
"Alright, the house is a great success. Starting tomorrow, everyone will go to different tribes to teach them how to build houses. You can build them bigger, and if they are big, you can put up more pillars inside to create more spaces."
As Cang Li spoke, he drew a diagram on the ground with a twig. After explaining and seeing that everyone understood, he put the twig away.
After the small house was built, there were still a lot of mud bricks left. Cang Li asked Bai Yun and the others to dismantle the thatched hut where they lived, level the ground, and lay the foundation to build the house.
Baiyun and Dashan also liked the new house very much, and they all pitched in, skillfully building the main framework of the house, which was much larger than the one Cangli made.
The next day, a mud-brick house appeared on the right side of the cave. Shi Tou told Cang Li about it and then led the rest of the people to disperse to various tribes. Winter was coming soon, and building houses could not be delayed.
Cang Li didn't go with them. People have to learn to be independent sooner or later. She taught them these things, and people should learn to absorb them and do them on their own, just like the crops that are grown.
When she had free time, Cang Li would take out her shuttle and weave cloth. She didn't need to build a house. She had transformed the cave into a great place, dividing it into six rooms with wood and bamboo strips, and leaving half of it as an activity area. It was clean, tidy, warm in winter and cool in summer.
Cang Li wove the cotton into cloth. The clothes she had exchanged from the mall had been worn for almost four years and were not very durable. Cang Li was worried that the clothes would wear out and fall apart one day, so she decided to make herself a new set of clothes and also make a few for her children.
Now, the children's cultivation has reached the Golden Immortal level, but they don't know how to use their cultivation. Cang Li was thinking about whether to send the children to some immortal mountain to become disciples. Then he thought again, Kunlun Mountain is ready-made, so sending them to Kunlun Mountain would also work.
After much deliberation, Cang Li still hadn't sent the cubs away. He was still considering where to send them. If he wanted to be on the safe side, Wuzhuang Temple would be the best option. Based on his friendship with Hongyun before his death, Zhen Yuanzi would definitely take in a few of the cubs.
Cang Li was lost in thought. The cloth his hands had woven piled up. Jie and Yu rolled up the cloth, put it neatly, and placed it in the small cabinet that Cang Li had made.
Having finished weaving, Cang Li stopped and said to the children playing nearby:
"Come here for a moment."
The men, men, men, men, men, and women rushed over and stood in front of Cang Li, asking, "What's wrong, sister?"
Cang Li looked at the children. Ji and Jie had grown quite a bit and were now twelve years old. Er was almost ten, Zhong was eight, and even Yu was five. Time really flies. If this were modern times, the children would all be in school by now.
"I wanted to ask if you would like to find a master to learn martial arts? Otherwise, it would be a waste if you only have cultivation but no other skills."
The five people looked at each other, and Ji shook his head and said, "I want to stay by my sister's side. I don't want to leave."
Cang Li tapped the children on the head: "You're useless. You have talent; you're among the first people our mother created. Since you have this talent, why waste it? I was thinking of sending you to Kunlun Mountain to study under any master, or perhaps to Wuzhuang Temple? I personally think Wuzhuang Temple is better." This way, you won't be dragged into the great calamity of heaven and earth.
Jie thought about it and felt that Cang Li's words made sense. They now only had cultivation levels, and the spells they learned were taught by Cang Li. It was time to learn some offensive methods to protect their elder sister. So Jie said to Cang Li:
"Sister, I'll do whatever you say."
Zhong and Yu nodded in agreement; they all listened to their elder sister.
Er thought for a moment and said to Cang Li, "Sister, I've heard that the demon race is very powerful. Can I become the disciple of Mother Goddess's elder brother?"
Cang Li was taken aback. She hadn't really considered the demon race, but what Er said made some sense. The demon race also cultivated their primordial spirit and had many attack methods. She could learn something there. Cang Li said to Er:
"That might be a bit difficult. If you want to join the demon race, I'll ask you later." Nuwa left her a bell when she left, so she could contact her by shaking it.
Seeing this, the man said, "Sister, can I go to Kunlun Mountain to learn from the Taoist priest? It doesn't matter if I don't become his disciple."
Cang Li nodded: "Of course, I'll contact Xuan Du and have him pick you up later."
The people were delighted, and Jie and the others thought about it and decided to go to Kunlun Mountain as well, because Xuandu was in Kunlun Mountain, and if they missed their elder sister, they could ask Xuandu to take them back to see her.
After confirming the children's wishes, Cang Li shook the bell to contact Nuwa.
Nuwa didn't react at first when she heard the bell ring, but after she did, she exclaimed in surprise:
"Baby, why are you contacting me now? Did something happen? Don't worry, I'm coming right away..."
Cang Li quickly stopped her, saying, "Mom, it's alright, I'm fine here, I just miss you."
Nuwa scolded playfully, "You still think about me? But you haven't contacted me for two or three years?"
Cang Li smiled and said, "Isn't it because I was afraid you'd misunderstand and worry that something had happened to me?"
Nuwa chuckled and said, "Then why are you contacting me at this time?"
Cang Li said seriously, "It's like this, Er is not young anymore. He has a lot of cultivation, but he doesn't know any magic. He wants to join the demon race. Mom, do you think Uncle will take him as a disciple?"
Nuwa replied irritably, "No, no, I knew you wouldn't contact me if you had nothing to do!"
Cang Li hurriedly said, "Mom, Mom, don't be angry. I just contacted you. If there's a suitable candidate, I'll personally send Er to Zixiao Palace so I can see you."
Nuwa's expression softened, and after thinking seriously for a moment, she said:
"Then send the person over. If my brother doesn't take on disciples, the Demon Court will surely find someone to do so."
Cang Li beamed with joy: "Mom! I knew you were the best."
After cutting off contact, Cang Li thought about taking Er to the Nuwa Palace. She knew the way to the Nuwa Palace, but her flying skills were not very good, so it would be a bit difficult to take someone there.
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