The blue brick kiln can not only burn blue bricks, but also a bottle of green tiles.

In these villages, it may be more difficult to find someone who can tie steel bars, because those who can tie this thing are now living in state-owned enterprises, but finding someone who can build an old social courtyard will be relatively simple to find someone who can build a small courtyard in Lu Qingyao.

According to Lu Qingyao, it was not long after the founding of the People's Republic of China in 1980s, and many old styles have not yet passed away.

Sang Bai thought this idea was correct. Now he wanted to find people in this field, which is definitely much easier than in forty years. After forty years, he wanted to build a serious Chinese-style courtyard. If he had good skills, he would probably maintain ancient buildings. But now, he could find it in the village. Those who know this skills are not yet immortals.

Speaking of hiring someone, Gu Qingyao and his brothers unanimously recommended someone to Sangbai. Today, Sangbai rode the old donkey in the village along the mountain road towards Gujiapo Village.

When I arrived at the entrance of the village, Sangbai looked in. What a guy. This village is in trouble with Benliu Shu Village. The population of the whole village is more than that of Liushu Village, with about five or six hundred people. More than one hundred rooms are crowded on a small slope, which looks a bit dense.

Fortunately, Sangbai did not have obsessive-compulsive disorder, otherwise he would have suffered from suffering.

Before entering the village, the dogs in the village left the village, followed Sang Bai's dozing and barking, notifying the villagers about strangers coming from the village.

Soon a little boy with a snot and a bare butt ran out.

"Which one are you looking for?"

The little guy was not afraid of life, so he asked when he saw Sang Bai.

Sang Bai said: "I'll look for Mr. Luan Daoyi Luan."

The little boy tilted his head and thought for a moment: "We don't have this person here!"

The little boy's words had not yet finished. A middle-aged woman came out of a yard recently. Now she was in summer. The woman was wearing a single jacket, which was almost uncovered. The woman didn't care. She looked at the little boy and said, "Get back home."

Then he looked at Sangbai and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"I'll look for Mr. Luan Daoyi," Sang Bai said again.

"Luan Daoyi?"

The woman repeated, then shouted at the yard: "Is there Luan Daoyi in the village?"

"Luan Daoyi? Oh, isn't Mo a black five-type old carpenter?" A male voice came from the courtyard.

"Oh, maybe it's him!"

The woman said to Sangbai: "You go up the slope here, and there is a house with a Shi Atsuko at the door that is his house."

After thanking her, Sangbai led the donkey up the slope.

After walking less than two or two meters, I saw an empty small earth yard, which was about twenty meters away from the nearest family. Looking at the house from a distance, Sang Bai thought he had arrived at the Land Temple.

He led the donkey to the entrance of the yard and found that the door was not closed, so he tied the donkey in the Murakami next to him, and then Sanba stood at the entrance.

Instead of entering the yard, I stood at the door and reached out to knock on the door gently.

After knocking a few times, I saw that no one responded, so I slightly raised my voice.

"May I ask Luan Daoyi, is Mr. Luan at home?" Sang Bai shouted.

I shouted twice in a row before there was movement in the yard.

"Who called Luan Daoyi?"

Sang Bo saw an old man walking out of the dilapidated main hall, very thin and tall, wearing a robe and patched on the patch.

Although his clothes were torn and looked malnourished, the old man had a good mental outlook. Although his clothes were not as good as those of the villagers below, his mental state and clean clothes on his body all silently showed that he was more than one level higher than the villagers below.

When he saw this person suddenly, Sang Bogao felt like a naive person.

"Hello, Mr. Luan, my name is Sangbai. I came here to visit you today because I wanted to ask you to help me build a house..." Sangbai stood at the door and explained his purpose.

"What a big house?" Luan Daoyi said directly without asking Sang Bai to come in.

"Two and a half acres of land are mainly one main hall, three rooms, and there are also wing rooms on both sides. They are kept on the east for kitchens and the west for guest rooms," said Sang Bo.

Hearing Sang Bai say this, Luan Daoyi laughed and said, "Why do you need to come to me for this little thing? Besides, do you have the money to build a house now?"

"Sir, don't worry about money. I have prepared all the blue bricks and green tiles, and there are ten kilns. If it is not enough, you can burn them again..." Sang Bai said.

"I can do it, but I have to make it a deal. The project has two months, and you have to include all the food and accommodation in the past two months. And you can't eat badly. You have to have at least one serving of meat and vegetables for the helpers at each meal. I not only have meat but also wine, and I must not fool me with bad wine. I want to drink Fenjiu...

Luan Daoyi agreed very happily, and at the same time he spoke, he looked at Sangbai.

If it weren't for the old man of the Lu family who recommended it and had made it clear that this one was built for the landlord's family before liberation, Sang Bo turned around and left.

"Sure, as long as the house can be built, you will have wine and meat every meal," said Sangbai.

"That's true!" Luan Daoyi said, "Let's go!"

After saying that, Luan Dao walked out of the yard, turned around and looked at Sangbai around the gate.

This made Sanbo a little stunned.

"Let's go, you young man don't want to pay the debt, you don't want to pay for the old man's food!" Luan Daoyi's expression changed instantly.

Sanbo immediately said, "No, no, don't you talk about wages?"

The old man couldn't wait to scare Sang Bai a little. If he hadn't known the old men of the Lu family, Sang Bai would have shook himself with these people.

"What money is needed? Life cannot bring it and death cannot bring it. I don't want the money, but you may have to give it to other people's money. Just give it to ordinary workers for half a day, but I won't say it explicitly. It depends on your luck at that time." Luan Daoyi smiled at Sang Bai.

When the old man grinned, Sang Bo actually saw that the old man's teeth had not fallen. It was a miracle in this era.

Since the old man agreed, Sang Bai didn't talk much nonsense, so he went back to the village with the old man.

The old man rode a donkey and walked back to Liushu Village. Not to mention anything else, as soon as he returned to Liushu Village, five or six large bubbles appeared on Sangbai's feet.

"The wine and food are good! I didn't expect that your kid's cooking skills will be successful."

Luan Daoyi ate a mouth full of oil, holding a tin wine pot in one hand and a big elbow in the other hand. The wine and meat were eaten so happily.

Sang Bai, who was sitting on the table, did not learn to eat and drink at this moment. The water that had just been picked on his feet hurt so much that he grinned, wishing he could pick up a spoon and fuck this old bastard.

The guests were accompanied by several old men in the village, Ji Weigen, who is the oldest and the oldest. He is 81 this year, and the rest are Lu Qingyao and Chen Xianfu.

"Old man Luan, you have to use snacks. Don't stay tuned for decades, your skills are gone, right?" Ji Weigen and Luan Daoyi seemed quite familiar.

Luan Daoyi said, "Forget it, I can build this kid's house in my dreams, isn't it just a small courtyard?"

The old man Luan Daoyi looked indifferent, as if he had made a fuss about building a small courtyard for Sangbai.

Seeing Sang Bai's expression, Luan Daoyi dipped his fingers with his wine and drew on the table: "Your house is built like this. This is the main house. There is a wing room on the left and right sides of the main house. There is a Gongyue Gate here. There is a separate courtyard. It is quiet here. Whether it is studying or drinking tea, it is for ten shares. There is another Gongyue Gate in front of the gate. There is a small atrium in front of this gate, and you can plant flowers and grass... Your family can still build a house here after you have too much population. If you build a house as a whole, it will be a small garden. There is no such small garden in the city."

The old man said and listened to Sang Bo. He only learned about some new Chinese styles, including courtyard houses, etc., but what Luan Daoyi said was different from these two.

I don’t know if it’s not clear about Jueli or what’s going on, but Sang Bo actually thinks it’s a bit good.

"My only requirement is that all bedrooms and halls must have large windows, and as long as there is a sun room, it must be bright. I can't live in the dark and lacquered room," said Sang Bo.

"That's big!" Luan Daoyi didn't argue: "As long as it can open the window, open the window. As long as it has a window, it will lead to the upper and lower large windows, how do you think?"

"Then I'm fine," said Sangbai.

Sang Bai let Luan Dao let go of the matter. The old man did not disappoint Sang Bai. The next day he rode a donkey to find people. Soon a group of people gathered at Liushu Village. There were about 30 people in total, more than a dozen old men, and the rest were all young people. They didn’t ask for much money. After the construction was completed, each person would only cost fifty yuan. The most expensive thing was to make three meals.

This is naturally nothing to Sang Bai, so he let Luan Dao and his side do it.

Sang Bai looked at Luan Daoyi's style, and he looked like a master who was hidden in the world, but he didn't expect that when this "master" led a group of people to build the house, Sang Bai was a little stunned.

Standing in front of his house, Sang Bo wanted to curse himself a little.

It wasn't because the wall was built in a crooked manner or the bricks were not sewn together, but because the house was built in the same way as Sang Bo thought. These guys built a large blue brick tile house for themselves.

Yes!

It is the most common large tile house in the countryside. It does not have the ancient style that Sangbai imagines.

Sang Bai sucked her teeth and felt so hatred in her heart.

Lu Qingyao stood beside Sang Bai at this time, and said to Sang Bai with envy and praise, "How is this house, right?"

"..." For a moment, Sang Bai didn't know what to say.

At this moment, Sang Bai was running through his heart with ten thousand grass and mud horses, and he felt extremely regretful and said: I am also obsessed with the heart, why did he believe in the aesthetics of Lu Qingyao and his group?

Lu Qingyao didn't know what Sang Bai was thinking, and continued, "When the house on your side is built, you will build it for the country. This winter, the whole village may not have to live in a kiln..."

Turning his head to look at the nagging Lu Qingyao, Sang Bai thought to himself: I guess I am also the first time traveler to be cheated, but I am still cheated.

To be honest, the blue brick house standing in front of Sang Bai is really not ugly. Not only is it not ugly, it is really more beautiful than ordinary large tile houses.

It is not the credit for the construction, but the use of blue bricks and tiles. These two things are covered with a little bit of a simple and elegant taste.

However, this beauty is not due to Luan Daoyi and others, but at the request of Sang Ben, the windows facing the south of the house were almost all ground, otherwise it would be a standard large tiled house, with no characteristics.

Who knew that just such a small change made the villagers think that Sangbai's house was so exciting to build. He made money in the brick yard. The harvest in the fields this year looked very good, so every household thought about it. Although it could not be said that each family built a new house, if the family had a large family, they could gather money and build one or two large tile houses first. As for the future, we will discuss it later.

So the houses on Sangbai were getting better and more active.

"Forget it, the main hall and kitchen are built and the bottom will not be built. Just fence the yard for me." Sang Bai originally thought about how many places to enter and exit, but now he didn't have the intention to enter and exit in such a situation. He saved the remaining houses and did not build them.

After hearing this, Lu Qingyao said, "You build it, just build your house first. We are not in a hurry. Besides, it's not time to sell grain, so everyone is only getting some money..."

"If you have any shortcomings, you can ask me to borrow it. There is still no problem with the three or five hundred yuan. Anyway, everyone will be able to repay it slowly. Let everyone build it first, it seems that I am enough for the time being," said Sang Bai.
Chapter completed!