Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Jiang Shangxian thought about it and felt that if it really didn't work, she could also make a concrete recipe herself. When she was interning in college, she worked in a concrete company and worked as a tester in the laboratory.

My job is to stir the C30C35C40C45C50C concrete with a shovel every day, put it into molds to make blocks, mark numbers on them with small branches, and send them to various construction sites for people to take a look.

At that time, in order to earn an extra 500 yuan a month, she even took a concrete certificate exam. This job was really leisurely. Although the company was very remote, three meals a day were provided.

In the end, if it weren't for the fact that a worker was accidentally killed while cleaning a mixer, and the fact that a finger was not found when the mixer truck was halfway to the construction site, which caused her psychological trauma, Jiang Shangxian felt that she could still be converted to a regular employee and continue working there.

She felt that if she really wanted to make this thing, she should be able to make it if she tried hard. Everything else was easy, but she didn't know how the reagents were made.

But...is this thing really a good thing? Can she really get what she expected?

She wasn't sure.

Cao Aman, the founder of Jian'an literature and an avid fan of married women, once said: Morality cannot save the people.

The emergence of anything should conform to the trend of the times. Concrete is indeed beneficial to the country and the people. Concrete is useful to the Tang Dynasty and is very useful. However, the Tang Dynasty was very powerful at that time. It was so powerful that it basically took the initiative to find reasons to fight others in wars. In terms of real practicality and the timeliness of seeing quick returns, the role of concrete is far inferior to that of bombs.

By the time concrete could be of some use, it was time for Li Longji to arrive. But Jiang Shangxian really, extremely hated Li Longji. He was disgusting. This guy was so disgusting.

Just as her thoughts were wandering, Zhao Yue had unexpectedly poured herself a glass of wine. She drank one glass after another, her face flushed red, and her eyes, which were already drooping, were filled with moisture. "Naive!"

Jiang Shangxian stared with his round eyes rolling around, and the corners of his mouth showed an uncontrollable joy. Was he drunk?

She drank another glass, looking slightly tipsy. "Do you think being the Cui family's daughter-in-law is that easy? Back then, his father and I were quite close friends, and I even saved his life! But so what? The world is ever-changing, the stars shift, and even youthful joy can't easily last forever."

Cui Zhe liked literature, she liked martial arts. Cui Zhe liked plucking flowers and facing the moon, she liked drinking water in the west wind. Cui Zhe liked delicate and light meals, she liked hearty wine and meat...

Countless times in her dreams, she recalled the days she and Cui Zhe spent in that small courtyard in Guazhou. Every day when they opened the door, they would see yellow sand, but there were only the two of them there...

Jiang Shangxian twitched his ears and lowered his head to hide the joy in his eyes. This was gossip, a story...

"Madam, why do you need to pour the wine yourself? Come here, come here!"

She had a servile man fill her glass with wine, telling her to drink more so she could hear more gossip!

"The young master of the Cui family is surrounded by beautiful women. As your youth fades, young and beautiful ladies continue to appear. How will you cope?"

A woman of low status can be dismissed at will, but what about a concubine of a good citizen?

Zhao Yue tried to open her eyes wide, put one hand on her forehead, and watched her reaction. This was the problem that had been tormenting her.

Jiang Shangxian blinked and poured himself a glass of wine: "I heard that Madam is very skilled in martial arts. Most of the men of the Cui family probably don't practice martial arts..."

"Hmm? Yes, yes..."

Zhao Yue nodded subconsciously, somewhat confused. What's wrong with not practicing martial arts? The Cui family prefers to be scholars. Although there are a few who practice martial arts, they are a minority. The only one with strong martial arts skills is Cui Bianxu, the guy with horns on his head.

As for that family of scholars, she could kill them all with just one sword!

"Then how come the lady can't control her husband?" Jiang Shangxian gestured with his hands as if punching.

She really couldn't understand. If her martial arts skills were better than Cui Bianxu's, and this guy dared to sleep with his concubine, wouldn't she have to beat him three times a day, with each meal being different?

We are all women. According to Geou help Geou's words, it is embarrassing to hit a woman, so is it embarrassing to hit your husband?

Isn't this something that comes in handy?

"what?!"

Zhao Yue was shocked: "How, how can you hit your own husband!"

She was so frightened that her foggy mind finally cleared up a little: "It's common for a man to have three wives and four concubines. If I fight my husband over this, I'll be divorced!"

Divorce is still common nowadays, but divorce is different. It is a shame for the family. If she is divorced, all the daughters of the Zhao family in Dunhuang will be implicated.

She thought there might be something wrong with her ears: "Do you still want to hit my Yi'er?!!!"

Damn it, what should I do if my daughter-in-law who hasn't even married yet wants to beat my son?! Waiting online!

"No, no, no! Madam, you misunderstood!"

Jiang Shangxian swore to heaven and sophistry: "With my martial arts skills, how could I defeat Cui Lang? It's a misunderstanding, madam! A huge misunderstanding!"

"What you mean is that if you can beat him, you should beat him?! Don't you know that the wife is responsible for the husband?!" When it came to Cui Bianxu's personal safety, Zhao Yue's confused mind started to race. Between her son and daughter-in-law, she naturally sided with her son.

"Of course not, I swear to God! Cui Lang and I are in love with each other, how could this be?!" Jiang Shangxianle raised his right hand and raised three fingers, speaking with certainty and certainty.

"Let alone if Cui Lang injured a finger, even if he lost a strand of hair, I would keep it carefully. I'm so heartbroken that I'm wiping tears!"

Jiang Shangxian really didn't think about fighting Cui Bianxu. The difference in their fighting power was too great. Unless she poisoned the food, she wouldn't even dare to think about killing someone in the middle of the night. Why bother thinking about something she couldn't win at all?

At most, Cui Bianxu had changed his mind, and she would just see if the task was completed, and if it was completed, she would go back home.

She was just curious. Could it be that Cui Bianxu's weird love-brain was inherited from his mother?

Zhao Yue listened to her swearing in silence. It was really too outrageous. Wouldn't God really send down a thunderbolt to kill her?

He glanced at her with a sneer, haha, who didn't fall in love with each other when they were young?

Zhao Yue kindly warned with her experience: "Given your status, if my son changes his mind in the future, it will be even more difficult for you than it is for me."

Jiang Shangxian stretched out a hand and began to solve the problem seriously. She bent a finger and said, "Madam, Cui Lang and I are only willing to part ways with each other until the mountains are gone and the sky and the earth are united. This will never happen. Please don't say such unlucky words to hurt our feelings!"

Regardless of whether it will happen or not, we must try our best to keep our promises at this stage.