Clop clop clop.
The sound of horse hooves rolled over the gravel road. Blackdragon held its head high, its black mane fluttering in the wind.
This main road had been under construction for more than two months. Every day, 180 civilian workers were maintained, each of whom was paid one copper coin a day. In other words, this road cost 180 copper coins a day. In two months, a total of more than 10,000 copper coins, or about 1 gold coin, had been spent.
Sometimes, manpower was so cheap that it made people sigh.
The stones transported from various places were crushed into fingernail-sized gravel and spread on the ground. The gravel mixed with the sand of the East Coast made the entire road look very clean and tidy.
Without cement, gravel and sand would unknowingly fall into one's shoes when stepped on it.
"Unfortunately, the Thorns Ridge is just a rocky mound. The stones are also very small, unable to even cut through flagstones. Otherwise, it would have been more beautiful to build the main road into a flagstone road. "Liszt felt a bit regretful. The town was too barren, and the surrounding resources were also extremely scarce.
He had sold the black pearls twice, and his purse was bulging with more than 500 gold coins.
However, it could not be immediately converted into resources. Livestock could not be bought, pasture was scarce; buildings could not be built, manpower was insufficient; roads could not be repaired frequently, stone was insufficient; uncultivated fields could not be planted, tools were scarce.
Just like today, the whole town began to repair the wooden houses.
There were no workers working on the road.
Under the supervision of patrols and clerks, the commoners began to check whether their wooden houses were sturdy. Cracked beams had to be reported for replacement, damaged roofs had to be reported for repair, loosened windows had to be reported for reinforcement, and decayed corners had to be reported for repair. The commoners were very enthusiastic.
This was because the sir lord would provide the repair materials.
This made the commoners feel that they had taken advantage of the situation. If they did not report it, they would suffer a great loss!
"Perhaps I should start baking bricks. There is not enough stone, so I can make up for it with bricks." Liszt thought as he watched the vigorous renovation of the wooden houses.
Stonemasons and carpenters were the construction workers of the other world. Commoners lived in wooden houses, while aristocrats lived in stone castles.
In the Flower Town, only Liszt's castle was built from stone and used glutinous rice as a gel material. The value of glutinous rice was very high. The sprites bred by glutinous rice were called 'wall sprites'. Its value did not lie in its edible properties, but in its strong binding properties.
Without cement, the solidification of the wall was either made of clay or glutinous rice.
Fortunately, the Tulip family had a Glutinous Rice Sprite, so the castle that the Earl built was extravagantly made of Glutinous Rice.
Such a castle was many times stronger than a castle made of mud, and it could be built very high.
For example, Liszt's castle.
After removing the steeple-shaped roof, it was possible to add a few more floors.
"There's almost no technical content in the firing of bricks. As long as we find clay suitable for firing bricks, we'll be able to fire qualified bricks … However, to fire bricks, we'll need to build a brick kiln, and we'll need coal. If we don't have coal, we'll at least need charcoal. Without experimenting, I'm afraid we won't be able to produce qualified bricks. "
Liszt, who liked to read and ponder over things when he had nothing to do, was quite knowledgeable.
He knew how to make ice with saltpeter, clay bricks, handmade paper, black gunpowder formula, indigenous cement, distilled liquor, pancreas formula, binoculars, fired glass, and when the black gunpowder was successfully mixed, he could even make hand grenades. In addition, the waterwheel, the plough, the windmill, after tinkering with it, he could also explain the general principle.
However, it wasn't easy to turn knowledge into tangible objects.
The biggest constraints were materials and labor.
Making ice with saltpeter required saltpeter. If he didn't find a small saltpeter mine, making ice would be an empty slogan. Firing glass was the same, which required quartz sand and soda ash. Quartz sand probably required a quartz vein, which he remembered was the kind of stone that looked a little transparent.
But what was soda ash? Was it soda?
He remembered that when he made porridge, he needed to add some soda. There might be a small amount of soda ash in plant ash, but where could he get soda ash for firing glass?
In addition to saltpeter, black gunpowder also needed sulfur.
Limestone was needed for cement.
"Strictly speaking, I don't seem to know what sulfur and limestone look like, right?" Liszt suddenly thought of a very serious problem.
He only knew that saltpeter could be used to make ice, quartz could be used to fire glass, limestone could be used to make cement, and sulfur could be used to make explosives.
But what did limestone and sulfur look like?
Previously, he only knew that saltpeter was white. Many books mentioned that it grew in toilets and corners. Later, after the smoke mission indicated that there was a small saltpeter mine, he successfully discovered saltpeter.
If he really had to look for a saltpeter mine by himself, he might not be able to find it.
"Limestone is a rather vulgar name. It is probably a common stone. Does it have anything to do with marble or granite? As for sulfur, I have to look for it in volcanic craters. It is said that volcanic craters have the smell of sulfur. "
At this moment, Liszt felt that.
His real self was far more ignorant than he imagined: "This is a bit awkward … but I definitely know where to find the soil for firing bricks!"
In theory, firing bricks required clay, the kind of soil that could be fired into red bricks.
However, if one did not pursue high quality, then most of the soil could be used to fire bricks. Soil that was a bit sticky was considered a good material.
There was still a lot of such soil in the Flower Town.
"When the mission is completed, I will gather a group of serfs to fire bricks for me. I want to build houses with bricks." Build Flame Mushroom greenhouses, build toilets, build pig, horse, cow, and sheep pens, build factories. Then build a football field, a basketball court, and raise a group of professional players to come and play games.
"I still have to spend time looking for quartz, limestone, and soda ash. Cement and glass have a wide range of uses."
Then he suddenly thought: "In fact, I am an aristocrat. Enjoying life is what I should do. Why do I think about inventions and research all day long?"
He used to be a liberal arts student.
He was not a science student.
He studied information management at university.
"Life is so wonderful, I don't want to be a wizard."
Just as he was riding his horse, his thoughts flying.
Not far away, on the side of the street, a wooden house collapsed with a thump.
Liszt raised his hand to block the sunlight and looked over. A group of people were watching the commotion in a mess. He ordered a retainer Knight: "What happened, go and ask."
The retainer Knight quickly brought over a member of the patrol who was supervising the scene.
The patrol member knelt on the ground and answered Liszt's question: "Sir Lord, it was Hunter with the Loud Voice who tore down his wooden house."
"Tore down his own wooden house?"
"Yes, we saw with our own eyes that Hunter was hitting his own wooden house with a stick, breaking a few supporting pillars. After that, the wooden house collapsed, and Hunter was buried in it. However, he was not killed, only one of his arms was broken. "
"Why did he tear down his wooden house?"
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