Fang felt that money earned while lying on the bed was not peaceful. Li Yi did not agree with this statement.
Earning money while lying on the bed was also a kind of ability. With Fang's physique, he would definitely have a bright future in this industry. Although compared to the future, the overall atmosphere of today's society was more conservative, as long as he stood on the street holding a sign, he would definitely attract many lonely noblewomen who would send their maids to secretly give him an invitation …
Finally, he knew why Old Fang had been depressed for the past few days.
He was purely idle.
"Do you know why this money is not peaceful for you?" Li Yi looked at him and asked.
Fang looked up at Li Yi with a confused expression.
"Have you ever seen Second Uncle sit under the tree outside and take a nap for the whole day?" Li Yi looked at him and asked.
Fang nodded. These days, he would occasionally sit under the tree and stare blankly. Second Uncle would take a nap for the whole day, and he would stare blankly for the whole day.
However, why did the son-in-law ask him this?
"Have you ever seen Mrs. Xu go out early in the morning and come back late at night carrying candied haws?" Li Yi continued to ask.
Fang nodded again. Although Ruyi Lu's profits were greater, some women were bored at home and would go out every day to sell candied haws without a break.
"Have you ever seen the sun rise from the east roof and set from the west roof?" Li Yi finally asked.
The expression on Fang's face was even more puzzled. He did not know why the son-in-law asked these things, but he still nodded mechanically.
"This is where your problem lies." Li Yi threw the bag of money to him and said, "Why are you looking at things all day instead of working hard? Take the money back and call a few people over later. There's work, and don't think about being idle in the future …"
Li Yi realized that not everyone could be as carefree and at ease as he was. For people like Old Fang, he had to find something for him to do in order to be at peace.
The closer it was to the end of the year, the colder the weather became. He lit the stove in the room, but it was still so cold that he couldn't even stretch out his hand. He planned to make a kang in the kitchen.
Almost every house in the northern countryside had this thing. It was usually connected to the bottom of the stove. There was no need to deliberately add firewood to the fire. The heat generated from cooking every day was enough to keep the house warm for an entire day. If there was no warmth before going to bed at night, Grandma would bring a large pile of firewood, straw, or corn stalks from outside. Within a few minutes, her body would be warm.
Because of this thing, when he lived in the countryside when he was young, he never had to worry about keeping warm in the winter. He would stay on the kang for the whole winter, eating and sleeping on it. This situation continued until he graduated from primary school. Ever since he went to middle school and moved from the countryside to the city, he never slept on the kang again.
It was winter and they had nothing to do. The whole family sat on the kang and played cards to kill time.
Fang soon came over with his men. There were more than a dozen families living in the stockade now. All of them stayed by his side in times of crisis. Li Yi didn't treat them badly. He had already given them shares of Ruyi Dew's profits. Recently, he raised the shares of each family a little.
These men had been very idle these days. After they moved out of the stockade, they had nothing to do. The candied haws were a small business now. It was run by the family's in-laws and relatives. It was not appropriate for a man to get involved. Taking care of a child at home was not something a man should do. Fang only said that his son-in-law had something to do, and they all came over.
It was just a kang, and two or three people were enough. With Fang and his men's labor, they could make it today. The kitchen couldn't even accommodate more than a dozen people gathered together.
Including Fang, there were five people left here. The others went back with a look of regret. Before they left, they even discussed with Fang and his men whether they could change, but Fang firmly refused.
"Son-In-Law, tell me, what are you going to do this time?" Fang rolled up his sleeves. At this time, even if Li Yi asked him to climb a mountain of swords and plunge into a sea of fire to chop people on the street with a kitchen knife, he would probably do it.
There was something to do, money was safe, and the knot in his heart was untied. Fang was revived on the spot.
After knowing that the six men were busy in the kitchen, Fang's excitement was obviously reduced. He thought that they were going to do something big, but he found that the gap between his ideal and reality was too big.
Two of them went outside to buy bricks and stones, and the rest of them dismantled the original stove. The stove also needed to be changed. It was not easy to make a stove at this time. Xiao Huan was often choking in the kitchen and crying. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't light the fire. Because the ventilation was not good, when she lit the fire, she had to keep pulling the bellows next to her.
It was very laborious. When Li Yi was a child, the stove at home was also like this. His favorite thing to do was to go to the stove and help her add firewood and pull the bellows when his grandmother was cooking. Later, when the kitchen was rebuilt, it was changed to the new stove promoted by the state. Without the bellows, the ventilation was better, the ignition was faster, and it saved more materials. However, he couldn't find the feeling of giggling and pulling the bellows hard when he was a child.
The kang should be connected to the stove, which was basically the structure in the countryside at that time. When he was a child, he saw the craftsmen build this thing, but when he recalled it now, of course, it was impossible.
After finding the drawings, Fang and the others violently dismantled the stove. After cleaning out the garbage, he had already drawn the drawings, including the specific size of each structure. This thing looked simple, but the size couldn't be wrong. If it was a little higher or a little shorter, there would be problems.
"Young master, what is this thing?" Fang took the drawings back and forth, but he couldn't see anything. He scratched his head and looked at Li Yi and asked.
"As long as you put this thing in your kitchen, Zhuzi won't complain about being cold at night," Li Yi said simply and straightforwardly if he explained too much to Fang.
"Okay, I'll do it tomorrow." Fang never doubted Li Yi's words. He heard from his young master that this thing was as warm as summer when he lay on it. At night, he could hug his wife and baby and sleep on this kang, which was quite beautiful.
"Old Xu, it's a deal. Tomorrow, I'll also get this thing for my house. Remember to come and help. If your house also wants to do it, call me." He patted the shoulder of a man next to him and said.
When he was dismantling the stove, he wiped the black ash on his hands. Immediately, a big palm print appeared on Old Xu's outer shirt. Fang's butt was kicked. The man scolded, "Son of a bitch, this was just washed by my wife. It's not easy to dry clothes in cold weather. When I go back, she will scold me again!"
Fang patted his butt and was not angry. He laughed and said, "Your wife is spoiled. If she dares to scold me, she will slap her."
Old Xu laughed and said, "I don't know who was beaten by his wife with a broom in the yard yesterday. By the way, who is Miss Hong? Why have I never heard you mention her? When did you hook up with her?"
Fang's face suddenly turned red as if it was about to drip blood. In Old Xu's proud eyes, he kicked him.
"Fang Laosan, how dare you hit me?"
"If you say one more word about Miss Hong, I will beat you again!"
"Okay, I can't beat you. I'll go and ask your wife what is going on with Miss Hong." Old Xu sneered and strode outside.
"…"
Fang was stunned for a moment. His face changed greatly and he immediately chased after him. His voice came from afar.
"Old Xu, Brother Xu, don't. Let's talk about it …"
Xiao Huan mumbled as she walked in from outside. She blinked her big eyes at Li Yi and asked, "Young Master, who is Miss Xiao Hong?"
Before Li Yi could answer, she could only find a familiar figure in her kitchen. It was still fine in the morning. She said in a panic, "How did our kitchen become like this?"
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