After traveling through time, I rely on force to survive

Changshun and Shitou took sickles and baskets, asked for the direction of the back mountain, and went to the mountain to cut grass.

The decision to buy an ox cart was a sudden one, as there was no ready-made cowshed at home.

Li Qingqing discussed with Zhou Yimo and decided to settle the cows in a corner of the yard. After cutting down the bamboo, they would build a simple cowshed in the corner.

In the morning, I asked Xier and the others to look after the house. When I came back, I didn't see them. Now I don't know where they came out from, with a bunch of wild flowers in her hand.

Da Shuang and Xiao Shuang were very curious when they saw that their family had bought an ox cart, and they wanted to experience the feeling of sitting in it for themselves.

They threw away the wild flowers in their hands and rushed into the carriage impatiently, "Sister Xier, come in and sit down!"

Xier curled her lips at the two of them and said, "What's so fun about this!" But she honestly got into the carriage.

After Xier learned that Mu Yunjing had left, she was the happiest person in the family. Now she no longer needed someone to supervise her exercising every day!

So much so that she laughed out loud with joy in her dream last night.

Today she insisted on dragging Da Shuang and Xiao Shuang to accompany her outside to pick wild flowers, saying that it was to celebrate her "bird out of the cage, fish out of the net".

Li Qingqing didn't quite understand where Xier learned this sentence from. Looking at them spinning around in the carriage with such crazy enthusiasm, she shook her head secretly and thought: I'll let you flap your wings as hard as you can for a few more days!

Because Changshun and Shitou were helping to cut the grass, Li Qingqing started busying herself in the kitchen early after giving Zhou's mother acupuncture, planning to keep them for lunch later.

Just now, when she was giving acupuncture, Zhou's mother mentioned that she and Zhou Yimo did not go home the night before, so Zhao's grandmother brought clothes and cooked dinner for the family.

He also sighed that Grandma Zhao was a really nice person. Seeing that there was some remaining fabric, she made a few extra pairs of shoes.

Li Qingqing then remembered that she had forgotten to settle the wages with Grandma Zhao, so she planned to go to Grandma Zhao's house after finishing lunch.

Zhou Yimo was also in the kitchen. While he was making medicine for his mother, he was flipping through the books he had taken out from his wife's space. He was studying how to build a kiln and had already made some progress.

In front of Zhou Yimo, Li Qingqing took out a small piece of prey meat from the space and began to clean and cut it, planning to fry it later.

Zhou Yimo is no longer surprised by this. The space is used to keep food fresh, and it is most appropriate to store these foods in it.

In order for him to study the technology of brick-making, his wife often took him to the space.

The light in the space was as bright as day, regardless of day or night, making it very convenient for him to read the books inside.

It’s just that there are some characters in the book that I don’t recognize. My wife said that these are simplified characters, which are equivalent to a slimmed-down version of the Dayuan font.

Okay! Or the kind where you can't recognize her without her outer clothes.

Fortunately, Zhou Yimo’s reading of books over the past ten years was not in vain. Based on the meaning of the full text, we can roughly guess the answer.

But since he had never experienced the changes of dynasties and history, some things limited his imagination.

Well, how should I put it, like now.

"Madam, to make bricks, you can ask a carpenter to use four wooden boards to form a square mold. But for the curved tiles on this roof, what should be used to make the curved mold?"

Li Qingqing glanced at Zhou Yimo without stopping her work. She thought for a moment and said:

"That's easy. Tomorrow when I cut bamboo to build the cowshed, I'll cut some bamboo tubes with a larger diameter and ask a carpenter to make them into an opening and closing mold."

"But clay is sticky, so how do we remove it from the mold?" Zhou An asked again.

"Before making the tiles, apply a layer of wax on the inner wall of the bamboo tube. After the clay dries, the tiles can be easily removed from the mold." Li Qingqing poured the chopped meat into the pot and began to stir-fry, saying casually.

"Wax? What is wax?" Zhou Yimo was puzzled.

"Isn't it just candle wax?" Li Qingqing didn't care and sprinkled a spoonful of salt into the pot.

Suddenly, she stopped moving her hands. She stopped when it got dark every night, as if she had never lit a candle?

"Don't we have candles here? Isn't there a saying about 'the wedding night'?" Li Qingqing was a little confused.

"The wedding night?" Zhou Yimo was stunned, and carefully savored the meaning of this sentence.

Suddenly, a flash of sudden realization flashed across his deep eyes: "Madam, are you blaming me for not lighting the oil lamp when we got married?"

Li Qingqing blushed slightly, then glared at him: "I'm just curious why we don't have candles here."

Seeing that Li Qingqing seemed a little angry, Zhou Yimo said seriously, "I only know of oil lamps and resin torches, but I have never seen candles."

"Madam, what is this candle?"

"This candle is like an oil lamp or a torch. It can be used for lighting and also for demolding the mold." Li Qingqing explained, and then said:

"When I have some free time in the next few days, I'll go to the mountains and see if I can find a beehive. If I do, we can extract beeswax for demolding and make some candles for our own use."

"By the way, after you finish drawing the mold as soon as possible in the next two days, we will go find Carpenter Wang in the village to help us see if we can make it. This matter cannot be delayed any further."

Zhou Yimo nodded: "I understand, my lady."

The medicine on the small stove was already boiling. Zhou Yimo picked it up and set it aside to cool. Seeing Li Qingqing starting to cook the second dish, he helped to light the fire in the stove and asked:

"Madam, if the children in the village come to learn Kung Fu, how will we arrange it?"

Li Qingqing didn't stop her movements. She thought for a moment and said:

"If there are few children who sign up tomorrow, we can learn together in the yard. If there are many children, we can take them to the flat ground on the hillside behind the mountain to practice."

It would not be good if there were too many children and it disturbed Zhou's mother's rest.

Zhou Yimo nodded. He helped Li Qingqing put the rice from the pot into the basket and asked:

"Madam, you don't want to charge them tuition, but you want them to participate in making blue bricks?"

Ever since Zhou Yimo knew Li Qingqing's secret, he could immediately understand what his wife meant even with just a glance.

"That's right. Do you know how many houses like Shitou's are there in our Lihua Village?" Li Qingqing asked.

Zhou Yimo nodded. There were indeed many houses in Lihua Village. Most of them were thatched huts made of branches, grass and mud, just like Shitou's house.

Li Qingqing said, "If these houses encounter strong winds, the thatched roofs might be blown away. If it snows, won't they collapse?

So I hope to get those half-grown children involved in the brick-making process. Once our house is finished, if any family in Lihua Village wants to build a brick house, we can help each other."

After hearing this, Zhou Yimo's eyes flashed with admiration. He pondered for a moment and slowly spoke:

"My lady, your idea is brilliant. This way, not only can we improve the living conditions of the villagers, but we can also let the children learn a skill, which they may be able to make a living from when they grow up."

Li Qingqing's lips curved up, she glanced at Zhou Yimo with appreciation, and said:

"In the future, if people outside the village also want to build brick houses, they can buy them with silver, and use the money to pay the children."

Zhou Yimo's eyes lit up. She was indeed his wife, so thoughtful!

It not only solves the housing problem in the village, but also solves the employment problem.

"By the way, what do you think about the discovery of privately made weapons in the blacksmith shop?" Li Qingqing asked.

"Why don't you take a bullock cart to the town tomorrow to find County Magistrate Xie and tell him about this?" Zhou Yimo suggested.

"Forget it, we have to give Mother acupuncture in the next few days, so we can't interrupt. After the acupuncture, let's go to town to get Mother's medicine and then go see County Magistrate Xie on the way. I think it will take the blacksmith half a month to deliver the goods to Mr. Liu, so we have no time."

Li Qingqing cooked the last dish and began to serve the meal to Zhou's mother.

Zhou Yimo helped bring the other dishes to the table in the main hall.

Li Qingqing took out half a lamb leg from the space and said to Zhou Yimo:

"Last time, Grandma Zhao made clothes for us, and I forgot to pay her. When Changshun and Shitou come back, you can invite them to dinner. Don't wait for me, I'll be back later."