MTLNOVEL Chapter 118: The Stick Is Jumping Around
Lao Yang refused to change his tune this time, saying that it didn't matter whether He Ye wanted it or not, the money would be delivered on time. He Ye knew that he couldn't persuade him by looking at his eyes like a stubborn donkey.
He didn't try to persuade him, so he could only tell Lao Yang what he knew about how to cook dishes quickly and keep them warm.
In fact, this is what Lao Yang paid for, and he would tell him, after all, it was his own fire bed. While Lao Yang was doing it carefully, he pulled over his two sons and his wife's brother, pointed at He Ye and said: "Remember, this Young Master Yan is the leader of our family. No matter when or where, as long as he meets When you arrive at Master Yan, you must bow to me, do you understand?"
The three of them nodded quickly. This was the first time He Ye had encountered such a thing. He felt so smart and embarrassed, and then felt a sense of shame.
It was all finished before it got dark at night. He Ye once again lamented the speed of the people in Beidu Siheyuan. In modern times, it would take five people two days to complete the work, but in Beidu Siheyuan, it only takes one day to return these courtyards to you. Someone, give me a fire wall! Lao Yang’s family left with a lot of thanks. After leaving, the third party in the community told He Ye his home address and said that he must go to him if something happened. He Ye agreed to go back to the stove to light a fire. , the newly built kang needs to be burned dry before anyone can sleep on it...
Mrs. He was shocked when she came back. Mrs. Yan Liu thought she had invited thieves. She rushed into the house with a big broom for sweeping the yard, looking like she was going to kill everyone. When she saw that there were no outsiders, her son I was relieved when I was squatting on the third side of the stove community to light the fire. Then I saw the changes in the house. The smell of fresh earth was everywhere. My eldest son was squatting on the third side of the stove community to light the fire, but there was no smoke coming out. .
BangGeng jumped in, squatted next to He Ye and said, "Brother, are you people in the courtyard cooking something delicious?"
He Ye touched his head and said: "No, big brother is burning...~fire",
Yan Chongming Jiubao quickly ran over, snatched the firewood from He Ye's hand and said, "Young Master, it's fine for the clever man to light the fire. You can rest first."
He Ye did not delay. He walked into the house and saw that a one-meter-high, three-meter-long, and two-meter-wide platform had been built where the bed had been. The wooden boards that originally separated the inner and outer rooms had also been removed. There was a wall, the door was nowhere to be found, and I couldn't understand what was going on.
Yan Liu was more direct. He came over and held He Ye's ear and said: "You people in the Siheyuan, what are you doing here? Where is the bed of the old Siheyuan aunt? Where is the door of the old Siheyuan aunt?"
He Ye screamed and said softly, softly, and looked at Yan Liu and explained: "Auntie Siheyuan, this is called a fire kang. The weather is getting cold now, and there is a lot of cool wind at night. With it, you and When the uncle from the neighborhood committee goes to bed at night, his body will be so hot all night long."
When Yan Liu did this, she didn't believe it. She carried He Ye's ear and entered the back room. She stretched out her hand and pressed it on the kang that was not yet dry. She felt hot and withdrew her hand, and took the opportunity to let go of He Ye's ear.
He Ye rubbed his red ears and smiled and said: "After it dries, put a layer of luggage on top and you can sleep on it. Then when you cook in the morning and evening, the heat inside will go under the fire kang. You won’t feel cold when you sleep at night.”
As soon as Banggeng came up with such a good thing, he even jumped up and down to express that he also wanted such a fire bed. He Ye said with a smile: "When the big brother and the aunt in the courtyard can live in, I will build a house for you people in the courtyard." He gave up and insisted on sleeping here tonight. He Ye said it best None of them worked. When Mrs. Yan Liu raised the wooden stick in his hand, he changed his mind and became the third wrong in the community!
Mrs. Yan Liu became more and more satisfied as she watched, and she praised her son a few words. As for tonight, they can only squeeze in Banggan's room. He Ye doesn't care, hey, He Ye will go back to the academy to live in the evening! Mrs. Yan Liu Asked how the fire kang was set up, He Ye told him, and then told him what he taught Lao Yang today. His ears were once again held by Yan Liu, and He Ye was confused and didn't understand what happened.
Yan Liu said angrily: "How can this kind of craftsmanship be passed on to the outside world? This can be kept and passed on to future generations! You people from the Siheyuan, such prodigal sons, see if the aunt of the old Siheyuan doesn't kill you people from the Siheyuan. People, even if you people in the courtyard want to spread the word, you can't give it to outsiders! You people in the courtyard, your uncle is a blacksmith, you are a craftsman, and things like waistline are not easy."
He Ye has a black line on his face, are all such craftsmen? You people in the courtyard house, ask the cook to build a building for us? There is a big difference, okay?
But I didn’t argue with Yan Liu. In the Yan family, Yan Liu is the boss! I told He that the fire can’t be extinguished. We need to burn more at night and buy some firewood tomorrow morning for burning in the winter. , a blacksmith will bring the chimney over tomorrow, and then just place it in the hole left in the house, and plaster the outside with yellow mud.
Mr. He said that there was no problem. He would let Smart Incomparable Bao and Mr. Yan Liu go to the stall tomorrow. He would just light a fire at home and wait for the blacksmith.
As soon as there was work that a blacksmith could do, Yan Liu insisted that He Ye find his uncle and give him the method. When Nong said that it would be enough to roll a tin bobbin, he gave up the idea.
Back to college, I continued to earn extra money and talked about "The Legend of White Snake". In fact, what He Ye told them couldn't be called "The Legend of White Snake" [it should be called "The Legend of Xinyu Siheyuan Da Mazi" group pair... 011304124 Feilu 150451141 ]
The days passed so peacefully, and more than a month passed in the blink of an eye. Autumn has passed more than half, and there are some shadows of winter. The new thing like the fire kang has quickly become popular throughout the West Street, and even around the courtyard streets and so on. Everyone in the textile market knows about the Yanbugui fire kang. They say that Yan Yanbugui, a great talent on West Street, invented it. People who lie on it at night (Nuo Qian Zhao) don’t feel cold at all, and the body is so hot. , the little grandson no longer cries from the cold at night.
And it’s not like putting a charcoal basin, where you’ll find ashes everywhere in the morning, so you don’t have to worry about poisonous gas poisoning.
Even the neighbors and government officials of these wealthy courtyards came to Lao Yang to build a kang. Lao Yang, his wife, brother, and son had been so busy this month that they hardly had any time to rest at home. Now they are looking for them to build a kang. People have been queuing up until winter.
There is no one who imitates them, but the imitation kang will lose its heat after a short time. Only those who really can't wait will find others to build it. Those with a little bit of status will all ask Lao Yang to build the decoration. .
Lao Yang's wages are also increasing day by day. I don't know when it started. It has become fashionable to sit on the fire kang, set up a very smart kang table, and drink tea with friends, which also makes Lao Yang even busier. .