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Chapter 117 A Wall That Blocks the Wind (Part 1)

It is not surprising that Li Chengqian had this idea. After all, his biggest dream is to kill enemies on the battlefield and become famous.

In fact, almost everyone in the younger generation of the Tang Dynasty had such a dream, to rule the troops, dye the robe blood, and use the enemy's head to forge their own brilliant path to success.

Therefore, he didn't believe that Du He didn't want to join the army. In his opinion, Du He was just pretentious. He was obviously thinking hard, but he insisted on saying that he didn't like it. It's typical...

What's that called?

Oh yes, it seems to be ‘really fragrant’, Du He said that last time.

Li Chengqian pondered Du He's thoughts, but he didn't know that under Du He's young appearance, there was an uncle's heart. After two lifetimes combined, his actual age was actually not much younger than Li Shimin, and he had long lost his passion and impulse.

After all, leading troops to fight is not a computer game, and that will kill people. Du He doesn't think he has an immortal body. With the current medical level of the Tang Dynasty, he is a little unlucky and may be a bit dead if he hits the top shot.

There is no need, who wants to go to the battlefield, isn’t it better to live a down-to-earth life?

...

Qinglong Temple, because of the matter that the court was about to commit crimes, the monks in the temple have been dismissed. The yard is full of pits of all sizes, and the doors and windows of the Zen rooms are broken. Obviously, they have suffered more than once robbery in the past half month.

Now, the owner has been changed here. The plaque of Qinglong Temple outside has been removed. It has been replaced by three big words "Tax Audit Office". The huge stone lion at the door tells the world about his identity change.

In the courtyard, all the temples and Zen rooms were demolished completely. There was nothing higher than three feet in the open space that was nearly thirty acres.

Du He patrolled his territory with his hands behind his back. Although this place was not where he started, he probably belonged here for a long time in the future.

Zhou Renqi followed Du He helplessly, and looked at him secretly from time to time.

This person is too unemployed, and he has only been working as a junior supervisor for a few days? What kind of tax department did he run to work in another tax department? I don’t know what he thinks, are these two majors?

Seeing Du He wandering around and around? Zhou Renqi couldn't bear it anymore: "Small prison? I'll have to wait for a while if I want to repair it here. Do you think we'll go back to the prison first? There are still many things waiting for you to deal with."

"I will serve as a supervisor..." Du He then remembered that he had not been to Jiangshi for several days? I don't know if they had completed the tasks assigned before leaving: "By the way? I forgot if you don't say it, then what, how is the cement research done?"

It’s a good idea that you can still think of cement.

Zhou Renqi complained secretly, and replied: "Shaoguan? Cement is still being tried to make full efforts to produce it. Some samples were sent the day before yesterday, but... I don't know if it's what you want."

Bang....

Du He slapped her forehead and turned around and walked out: "Why didn't you say it earlier? Hurry up? Take me to see it. Oh, what should you say to me? Didn't I tell you? This thing is the key to building a city? The sooner you take it out, the better."

Zhou Renqi caught up with Du He and asked in confusion: "Shaoguan? Isn't my subordinates understand? You said so well that cement? Isn't that just a pile of stone powder? Can it really be used to build a city?"

"You'd better remove the word 'Do'." Du He rolled his eyes, looked at Zhou Renqi with contempt, and patted his chest and said, "You can't believe in this young prison, but you can't believe in science. As long as you make out the cement and ensure transportation capacity, within four months, I will guarantee that I can build a military city with a length of 100 feet and a height of 300 feet on the Mobei grassland."

To be honest, Du He's guarantee is too subversive. He has built a city as a prisoner. A city with a length of hundreds of feet and a height of three feet. Not to mention four months, it will be very fast to build it in four years. The court will definitely reward you.

"Shaoguan, what if the cement cannot be burned out?"

"If you can't burn it, just slap your butt and leave. What else can you say without cement?"

Du He stopped and said angrily: "Actually, what I hate the most is that you 'three-shot officials', who make decisions when they encounter something, then make guarantees on their chests, and finally leave. What do you think of taxpayers' money? They dig out bit by bit from the soil and save them one by one from their mouths.

Zhou Renqi turned his head aside with a distorted expression.

‘Three-shot official’…, what I mean is really vivid, I slap my head bag and chest, and I almost slap my butt.

Du He didn't realize that he had just practiced the "three-photo official" and still said to himself: "So, be more serious and write down all the precautions I mentioned before. There is nothing complicated about firing cement. As long as the ratio is correct, it will definitely be foolproof."

"No, please remember." What Zhou Renqi could say? Du He was the benefactor to him. No matter how unwilling he was, he could only agree with the slightest, but he was not sure what he was thinking in his heart.

Anyway, in his opinion, building a city with a length of hundreds of feet in four months is equivalent to a dream. It is not that we don’t work hard, but that no matter how hard we try, it is impossible to build it.

After all, building a city is not just a pile of soil, just digging a few shovels. It requires foundation laying, compacting, and many processes are required to reinforce it. Otherwise, it will be broken and wait for a fool to make a fool of yourself.

...

Yan Lide naturally would not believe in things that even Zhou Renqi did not believe in. He had never heard of anyone who could build a strong city in four months. This is no longer a question of whether to brag or not, but a myth.

As for cement, Yan Lide also looked at it. It was just a pile of stone powder, which was much darker than lime. But it was said that this thing could be used to build a city... Haha.

Zhou Renqi did not believe, Yan Lide did not believe, and Li Jing did not believe either, but fortunately, the Tang army was good at fighting, and whether or not there was a city was really nothing. At worst, it would be better to change the tactics at that time, and it would not be necessary to practice siege wars.

Whether the military exercises are big or small, even if it is a real drill encounter, the madmen in the Tang Dynasty are not afraid of it. It is just a game, so I just think it is a poor and happy.

No one believes that Du He can build a heroic city in four months because it is simply impossible. Young people like to brag, so let him brag well, so that he can teach him a lesson at that time.

But are they really big in length and width?

Du He didn't think so. One zhang three meters, three meters, and one hundred meters is only three hundred and thirty meters. In any community that is almost the same in later generations, it would be larger than this area. If a construction team of three or five hundred people is going to do its best, half a year would be enough to complete it.

In the Tang Dynasty, is it difficult to organize a team of three or five hundred people? It seems not difficult.

In fact, you can't just say three to five hundred people, but three to five thousand people can be transferred at critical moments. The important thing is to get the cement done before this.

...

In an inconspicuous corner of the backyard of the prison, Du He looked at the hundreds of cloth bags piled together randomly, and had a little toothache. He really didn't use bean bags as dry food. Fortunately, it hasn't rained these two days, otherwise all the good things would have been ruined.

"Shaoguan, these are the cement samples sent back the day before yesterday. Do you think you are looking for something you want?" Zhou Renqi ordered someone to open a cloth bag and take it to Du He, revealing the dark gray powder inside.

Du He reached out and pinched some out of it and put it in the palm of his hand. He burned his hands slightly. In some aspects, it felt right, but whether it could be used to build a city still needs to be tested in practice.

He clapped his hands and patted the cement ash: "It's almost the same. Let's find some sand, gravel and bricks to come over later. Let's try it and you'll know if this thing is suitable."

Just try it. It’s useless to try it out earlier. It’s better to give up early if you have a low supervision.

During this period, it is almost a joke about the city of Chang'an. It is because everyone is discussing that a new young prison has arrived. He made a bold statement that he could build a city of hundreds of feet in four months, so that everyone in the city would dare not go out.

Sand, stones, bricks, and bricklayers have never been short of these things. After Du He gave instructions, someone had already prepared everything there.

A group of people looked like they sacrificed their lives to accompany the gentleman. Under Du He's guidance, they stirred the sand and cement, mixed it with water and continued to stir it. When it was completely mixed and turned into a dark gray lump, the masons took the tools forward, a layer of bricks and stones, and a layer of cement, and in a moment they built a blue-gray wall that was three meters long and ten meters high.

Then there was concrete. After mixing cement, sand and stones together, I found someone to dig a big hole on the ground, then poured all the so-called concrete into it, and then poked it in with a long bamboo pole.

The craftsmen don’t understand why, but they can do whatever they want.

When everything was done, a group of people looked at Du He and waited for him to give instructions next.

"Okay, it's okay, go and do whatever you should do. These things will be kept here, and I'll talk about them in seven days."

When Du He said this, he didn't have much confidence. In his previous life, he was an online writer, so he must have looked up information a lot, including cement, glass, smelting, and mechanical manufacturing.

But those who say it bluntly are all theoretical. Even if you know, you can speak very well, but your actual ability to do things is zero.

Take this concrete for example. He knew what the ratio was and what to pay attention to when pouring concrete, but at the critical moment, he was still a little worried.

But what can you do if you are not satisfied? You have even bragged about it, so you can't give up halfway.
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