1983Fishing and Farming between Mountains and Seas

Chapter 201 This House is Built Specially

It's still early, only morning.

When Chen Xiangbei heard Liang Ziqiang say that he was going to another town to do some business, she immediately went into the inner room with him and gave him the money.

There were originally three thousand six hundred accumulated in the wooden box, plus the income of over four hundred from the latest winter flood in Longjuling yesterday, it was exactly four thousand.

Chen Xiangbei just ordered this huge sum of money last night, and she briefly satisfied her addiction to being a rich woman. Today she has to spend a lot of money.

"How much do you take? It shouldn't be a small amount this time, right?" Chen Xiangbei looked at him and asked.

"Take one thousand. I've inquired about the prices of the materials, bricks, lime, cement, sand, all the materials added up must be around seventeen or eighteen thousand. But today I'll only pay the deposit, and the rest will be given upon delivery. Seven or eight hundred is actually enough as a deposit." Liang Ziqiang planned.

"Then it's one thousand. It's better to leave some room than to bring less!"

Chen Xiangbei pointed out a thousand yuan, Liang Ziqiang reached out his hand, but she slapped his hand away.

She turned around and picked up the waist bag she had sewn herself on the cabinet, stuffed everything neatly into the waist bag for him, and carefully zipped up the waist bag for him:
"You're not going to stuff it in your pants again, are you? Then you'll have to pay for each item you order. I want to see how you do it. You'll have to keep unbuttoning your pants in front of so many people."

Chen Xiangbei collapsed just thinking about that scene. If there was a woman present, staring at him intently, she would be even more unbearable just thinking about it...

"Don't slander me. Before I had a waist bag, I never unbuttoned my pants in public. When I had money, I would go to the toilet, unbutton my pants and then put it in!" Liang Ziqiang tried unwillingly to clear his name.

"That won't work either. People will think something is wrong with you and keep going to the toilet over and over again!"

Chen Xiangbei walked over and helped him tie the waist bag around his body.

They were so close, it seemed like she was hugging him.

His nose touched the black hair on her head and he smelled that faint fragrance again.

The difference is that before, she only had the faint fragrance of fruits in the orchard, but now it is mixed with a hint of sour vinegar.

The mixed taste reminded him of something that children in later generations loved to drink.

Sweet and sour, yogurt?

She was busy helping him tie his waist bag, and he didn't want to be idle, so he didn't stop working.

While she was close to him, he put his hands around her soft and slender waist.

If you don't hug this naturally good waist now, after a while, as your belly gradually becomes visible, it will blow up like a balloon and the feel will be completely different.

"Be serious!"

She felt his hand moving down from her waist, roaming freely. She was aroused by him and warned him with a blushing face.

"The door is locked. Let me hold you for a while and touch you..."

"Shut up!" She was afraid that his voice would leak out, so she slapped his hand away and turned away.

"I'm going on a long trip, and you don't even provide any atmosphere!" He was a little dissatisfied, thinking that she didn't cooperate at all when it was time to be romantic.

"What's so far? It's just the next town!" She looked down on his lame excuse.

She opened the door and went out, and when she came back to him, she was holding at least five or six seaweed buns in her hand.

She put a bunch of seaweed dumplings in a clean cloth bag and stuffed them into his hands:

"We're going on a long journey. Is this enough atmosphere now?!"

Liang Ziqiang: "..."

Carrying five or six romantic seaweed buns, Liang Ziqiang bravely traveled to the ends of the earth.

The atmosphere is there. If there is a stick to beat the dog, the atmosphere will be even more exciting.

Because of the wind and waves today, Liang Ziqiang was unable to sail the boat and could only walk to the neighboring Hongqiao Town.

Fortunately, he was quick on his feet, and by noon he had already arrived at the village where the brick kiln was built in Hongqiao Town.

To be honest, it was the first time for Liang Ziqiang to see so many brick kilns in a village. It looked like a lot of towering bunkers, some of which were even emitting smoke.

Normally when he passed by some villages, he would see brick kilns, but they were all used by villagers to make bricks for building houses, so there was just one lonely kiln.

In front of the brick kilns, there is a large open space of yellow clay. This yellow clay is indeed the most suitable for making red bricks. The soil quality is very different from that of the village of Pomwang. No wonder this village has a brick kiln factory. Looking around the open space, there are probably more than a hundred people, busy digging soil and mixing wet mud.

Others stood in front of a stone table with a wooden mold on the table. They picked up a large piece of yellow-red wet mud and slammed it into the wooden mold. Then they used a rope to scrape off the excess mud outside the mold. Then a rectangular, angular yellow mud brick was formed.

Sprinkle some sand on it and take it out of the mold. It will become a wet mud brick. It is neatly stacked aside, waiting to be fired in the kiln.

Liang Ziqiang asked a few workers and soon found the owner of the brick kiln.

"You want to build four rooms, about 120 square meters, right? Two floors at once? Then let me do the math for you. You need to build a thicker 50-meter wall for the foundation. For the ground, the outer walls around the house also need to be slightly thicker, 24-meter or 37-meter walls, it's up to you. The partition walls between the inner rooms don't need to be that thick, just build the thinnest 13-meter wall. With this calculation, it's more than bricks, less than bricks..."

The brick kiln owner asked Liang Ziqiang for a while and then started to estimate for him.

Liang Ziqiang interrupted quickly:
"Wait a minute, the foundation has 50 walls and the exterior walls have 37 walls, that's fine. But the walls between the inner rooms can't be 13 walls, 13 walls are too thin! Each wall should be counted as at least 18 walls. One of the walls is special, so let's build it as 24 walls. No, make it thicker, count it as 37 walls!"

Liang Ziqiang gritted his teeth and made a decision.

The brick kiln owner was shocked, his mouth opened so wide that a red brick could fit in it:
"Do all partition walls have to be this thick now? Is it to make them... solid?"

It's more than just being solid, it's mainly about being practical!
The 37 walls naturally refer to the partition wall of the room where Chen Xiangbei and I slept. It is so thick that it should be considered airtight.

Even if my parents have super hearing, Lizhi probably won’t be able to hear what’s going on in the bedroom since he lies against the wall every day.

Chen Xiangbei and I could be even more bold and unrestrained than before.

She has such a beautiful voice. Don't hum like a mosquito. Let your voice flow freely...

13 walls, isn't the inner room I'm renting now a 13 wall? If the walls of the new house are still so thin, what's the point?
When building a house, the main thing is to make it soundproof! Without soundproofing, who would be so enthusiastic about building a new house?
He understands that sound-absorbing cotton and sound-proof foam are good, but the problem is, where can he find these professional materials in rural areas in this era?

Build the partition wall thick enough, and then leave a gap in the middle of the mezzanine to use air for sound insulation. This is the simplest and crudest sound insulation technology!

Although it is simple, it is effective.

By the way, the door of his bedroom must also be made thicker, and the wooden door cannot become a weak point...

The brick kiln owner didn't object to him making the partition wall thicker. After all, the thicker he made it, the more bricks he could sell.

The only thing that makes the boss confused is that your partition wall is more than twice as thick as other ordinary partition walls. That's right, brother!

Liang Ziqiang couldn't stand the brick kiln owner's questioning look, and explained with two hums:
"I live by the sea, and there are typhoons every year. The first thing to do when building a house is to make it solid. It must be solid!"

The brick kiln owner seemed to understand: "Oh, your typhoon is blowing towards the bedroom? This typhoon is powerful! Is it a typhoon or pillow talk..."

It doesn't matter whether there is a typhoon or not. The boss gave him a new estimate:

"Three partition walls with 13 walls, changed to two with 18 and one with 37. This is not just a matter of or bricks. Four rooms on two floors, plus an annex, will require a full red bricks!"

This kind of red brick is not like the big blue brick. It is smaller in size. Forty thousand bricks are indeed about the same.

"I usually sell bricks for 3.2 cents. If you buy more, I'll give it to you at 3 cents!" the boss continued.

Three cents and two cents sounds good. Liang Ziqiang had already inquired about it, and the normal price of a brick is three cents.

Forty thousand bricks, that comes out to be one thousand two hundred dollars.

Of course Liang Ziqiang doesn't have to pay him the full amount today, he just needs to pay a deposit.

Liang Ziqiang made a mistake in his estimation. He thought that he would have to pay a large deposit like the last time he ordered the ship.

The owner of the brick kiln offered to take a deposit of only 200 yuan, and then pay the bulk of the bill when he came to pick up the bricks.

Seeing tea on the empty space where bricks were being made, Liang Ziqiang felt thirsty and walked over to pour himself a bowl to drink.

Just as I filled a bowl of tea, a surprised voice suddenly came:

"Aqiang, what a coincidence, why are you here?!"

Liang Ziqiang was caught off guard, and when he heard the sound, the hot tea in his bowl almost splashed out, scalding his hand...

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(End of this chapter)