After passing through a forest, Hua Bozhen saw several thick small earth kilns the size of graves, emitting black smoke from the chimney.

A group of naked men smashed the white stones with iron hammers beside the kiln, and then crushed them into powder with stone mills.

"Is this burning lime?" Hua Bozhen was inevitably disappointed when he saw this.

"Brother, don't look down on burning lime. This is the traditional Chinese nationality's ability, very noble." Zhao Hao said seriously:

"You don't hear that Yu Shaobao has a poem saying, 'Thousands of hammers and thousands of chisels out of the deep mountains, and burning them with fire is as easy as it is. You are not afraid of being broken into pieces. You must keep your innocence in the world."

"That's also burning lime..." Hua Bozhen smiled bitterly, "This thing is not very useful and not valuable. It's better to just ask someone named Liu for money."

"This thing is worthless, but if you deal with it with scientific methods, you can decay and become magical." Zhao Hao shook his head and laughed: "Even change this world!"

"Change the world?" Hua Bozhen was incredible.

"It's no basis for saying it, but seeing it is true." Zhao Hao smiled and asked Yu Ben, who was responsible here:

“Are there any finished products?”

"Go back to the young master." Yu Ben took off his big mask and replied quickly: "I have cooked the first batch this morning, and a few bags have been released."

"Very good." Zhao Hao ordered him to get a bag and open it for Hua Bozhen to show it.

Hua Bozhen reached out and twisted a handful of gray fine powder and smiled, "Your lime powder is mixed with material."

The Hua family’s garden in Dongting is a worker under his supervision, so he is naturally familiar with all kinds of building materials.

"I understand." Zhao Hao smiled and didn't explain. He asked someone to carry the bag of gray fine powder back and came to the construction wall outside the village.

Under the surveillance of militia, the captives built a layer of bricks, applied a layer of slurry, then another layer of bricks, another layer of slurry, and another layer of bricks...

Several prisoners were mixing slurry on the side, and they saw them mixing lime powder, clay and sand together, stirring them into a paste, and then they were ready for use.

This is also the traditional three-dimensional soil. The city walls of Nanjing and Beijing are all made of this kind of mortar.

Zhao Hao poured the dust he brought to the ground, and then mixed three times the lake sand with water and stirred evenly, and used this new mortar to rebuild a section of the wall.

"We'll see you in two days." Zhao Hao shook his eyes at Hua Bozhen.

"How can I do it in two days?" Hua Bozhen smiled and said, "The mortar will take seven or eight days to dry."

"I will be very strong tomorrow, but the effect will be better the day after tomorrow." Zhao Hao patted the soil on his hand and smiled: "Let's go around these two days to see what good things are on the island."

"Success, since you come, you will be at peace." Hua Bozhen waited three days later, and then went back after Liu Yuanwai had a result, so he happily agreed.

~~

In that room, Liu Zhengqi returned to Dongshan and asked a group of fellow villagers in Xishan to come to their homes for a drink.

When everyone arrived, it was already time to take the lights. Mr. Liu held a big banquet and toasted three glasses of wine to the fellow villagers, and shed tears before she could speak.

"What's wrong with the president?" A group of Xishan businessmen and big-name merchants looked at each other. "But what difficulties have you encountered?"

"Tell me quickly, we are all brothers from Xishan, so we will definitely help!"

"That is, if you have money, you can contribute your strength!" The unity of Dongting merchants is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

"Woo woo..." Mr. Liu was so moved that he blew his nose hard and said, "Thank you, my fellow villagers Gao Yi, it's really hard to say."

"That's it." Everyone urged: "The president is not so squeamish on weekdays. Come on!"

"Okay, then I'll just say it." Mr. Liu took a deep breath and bowed deeply to everyone, "I have something to ask for, and I would like to agree to my fellow villagers--the transfer of all your land and residential land in Xishan to me."

"Oh?" Everyone couldn't help but wonder. "There is not even a decent field in the West Mountain, it's all from wilderness. What did the president want that thing?"

"I have a last resort. If you are brothers, don't ask." Liu Zhengqi couldn't say that, I let a child pinch his eggs and kneel down to him, right?

It is really shameful to speak out, and it is not worth telling outsiders.

"This..." The fellow villagers looked at each other and understood each other's feelings.

"Sure, don't ask if you don't ask. How much does the president pay?"

"The market price of Suzhou Prefecture is one tael of silver per acre of barren mountains." Liu Zhengqi tentatively said: "The land price of our Xishan Mountain is only half. Of course, I can't let my brothers suffer losses. I also calculate it based on one tael of silver per acre. How about it?"

"One or two..." Everyone started to think about it.

They went out to do business for generations, but wasn’t it because the West Mountains were all mountains where they could not plant rice or mulberry trees?

In recent years, the West Mountain has lost its population, and the land has completely become barren mountains, making it even more valuable.

Liu Zhengqi paid a tael of silver to buy a mu of land, so they were naturally happy.

Cola is happy. If you don’t take advantage of the situation, can you still be considered a qualified businessman?

Someone said with a heartache: "President, you are going to buy something else, and there is nothing wrong with it. Only our Xishan Mountain...that is the ancestral property passed down from the previous dynasty, and it is really hard to give up."

"Yes, President, my family plans to clean up and move it back in the past two years."

"President, my ancestral tomb is still on the mountain. How can I sell all my ancestors?"

"Okay, okay." Liu Zhengqi naturally knew what they were thinking, and waved his hand impatiently and said, "I'll add money!"

"How much?" Dongting merchants asked in unison.

"Add half a tael." Liu Zhengqi's cheeks shivered a few times.

"Two taels and one acre, no one can lose a piece of money!" Everyone stretched out two fingers together, and their shameless appearance made Liu Zhengqi almost curse.

"Chengcheng, two taels are just two taels!" However, this price was within Liu Zhengqi's expectations. Time was limited, so he didn't care about the mushrooms, so he said angrily: "I will take the land deed before noon tomorrow. After a missed time, I won't recognize this price!"

"Don't worry, my boss will be delivered tomorrow morning."

"You can't miss your business." The merchants in Xishan were overjoyed. Each of their families had thousands of acres of mountain land, and it would be useless to abandon them in Xishan year by year. Being able to sell them at such a high price actually caused a big heart disease.

After eating the wine, everyone went back to their own houses and went to find their own deeds.

Liu Zhengqi also asked his servants to move out all the deposited silver in the cellar to see if it is enough for tomorrow's delivery.

Seeing the white silver piled up in the yard, his wife Ma said in tears: "Master, if you really want to use all the money from your family to exchange for the wasteland in Xishan, where did you go crazy?"

"What should I do if I don't change your son? What should I do in our family?" Liu Zhengqi sat dejectedly on the steps, as if he had been drained from his whole body. "It's all about losing money and eliminating disasters."

"What kind of god did you mess with?" Ma asked in confusion: "Can we force our family to this?"

"Don't worry." Liu Zhengqi buried his head in his crotch in depression.

That kid should have called his father-in-law...

Alas, it’s really a difference in thought, a world of difference!
Chapter completed!