Five miles away from the market, twenty brick kilns were rumbled with black smoke. Dozens of large trucks slowly advanced under the pull of bulls. The red bricks that had just left the kiln were neatly placed on the trucks, and some were even steaming.

Liu Laosan was burning the kiln with both hands. In order to complete the task assigned by Han Yue, he took dozens of strong men to burn the kilns in the past few days. The red bricks were loaded into the car without waiting for cooling. The burning the kilns on his hands were completely burnt.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, and let's try to take another trip before dark." He shouted loudly, constantly urging everyone to speed up.

A young coachman turned around and smiled and said, "Uncle Liu San doesn't need to be so anxious. The newly built research institute that the Marquis invested in covers an area of ​​ten acres. I heard that it would take hundreds of thousands of red bricks to build a large house. We will pull one car more and one less car at all, without affecting the progress."

"Why doesn't it affect the progress?" Liu Laosan was a little unhappy and said angrily: "There are thousands of people working hard on the construction site over the past few days. The weather is not good these days, and it is likely that there will be even rain. Everyone wants to lay the foundation before it rains. If the project is dragged down due to insufficient supply of red bricks, you can wait for the Marquis to get angry and beat people up."

The young coachman laughed and didn't take Liu Laosan's threat to heart at all, and said proudly: "Don't scare me, our marquis never hits people."

"The Marquis won't hit anyone, I'll beat you!" Liu Laosan snorted, kicked the wheel of the ox cart, and cursed: "You donkey day, you have only had a few days of full meals. You dare to be lazy about our Marquis. Forget that you were so poor that you couldn't afford to wear pants?"

The coachman shook his head quickly and argued: "How could the matter of the Marquis be delayed? I just felt a little resentful and angry that some people deceived the Marquis."

He glanced at Liu Laosan and suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Uncle Liu San, I want me to say that Gu Mingwei is really a thing. He has just defected to the Marquis for a few days, so he dared to ask for this and that. Seeing that his wife was pitiful, the Marquis specially arranged the best courtyard for his family, but the grandson said that he was going to do something... research..."

"Study!" A red-faced man next to him suddenly interrupted and said proudly: "It's a new word, used by literati."

"Bad." The young coachman cursed and said angrily: "I'm still studying it. I think he's just bullying our marquis, who deliberately makes excuses to want a small building in a single courtyard." He swallowed quietly, and said a little enviously: "That's a single courtyard covering an area of ​​two acres. There are only 30 buildings in the entire market. Our marquis can't bear to live in one. Why should he?"

Liu Laosan snorted, pointed at the young coachman and scolded, "You donkey day cowardly melon seeds, I knew you were jealous. Can you use wood to make wooden cows to walk on your own?"

"What's so great about the wooden cow?" The young driver said with dissatisfaction and argued: "His wooden cow can't pull a cart, he can only hike two hundred kilograms of grain, and its purpose is not as big as my ox cart."

"People can make 100 wooden oxes and 1,000 wooden oxes. Even if a wooden ox can only be 200 pounds, a thousand oxes can still be tens of thousands of pounds. As for you, no matter how good your skills are, you can only drive a ox cart." Liu Laosan looked ridiculed and hummed, "Don't complain here, we are born to work hard, and we can't compare with other scholars."

The young coachman looked disappointed, and You Zizai complained: "He is not a serious scholar, and he was not as good as me before."

He was a little proud when he said this, and then said, "I heard that he was begging all the way to the trade. When he first came, he didn't even have serious clothes. His wife was even worse. Not only was she sick, but she was also thin. When the Marquis invited the couple to dinner, the woman ate a chicken and two big cakes. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, she was simply a starving ghost who was entrusted to death..."

"Shut up your stinky mouth!" Liu Laosan shouted, pointed at his nose and cursed: "I'll be careful if I break your legs again."

His chest kept rising and falling, obviously he was really angry.

The young coachman shivered and closed his mouth unwillingly.

Now Liu Laosan is not simple, he is the head of the entire red brick kiln. If he really wants to get angry and beat people, the young coachman can only obediently.

The red-faced man persuaded, "Uncle San, please calm down the fire. I guess he is also worried that the Marquis will be deceived!"

"Can you change the word by cheating?" Liu Laosan snorted angrily and said loudly: "Our marquis is a fairy, who is qualified to deceive him?"

He pointed to the young coachman and the blushing man, and said earnestly: "You don't think about it. Why is Gu Mingwei highly appreciated by the Marquis? Not only do he give him whatever he wants, but he also cured his wife's illness. The reason is very simple, and he can handle it. Although our Marquis is born with a genius, no matter how capable he is, he still needs help. Gu Mingwei is a good helper."

"If you have a good helper, you have to live in a small building in the courtyard?" The young coachman muttered and said angrily: "It's not all that living in a small building, but he fooled the Marquis to invest in the construction of the research institute. The name is ridiculous. What's the name of Tiangong Research Institute? This tone is so big that it's endless. Be careful that God will kill him with lightning..."

"Don't let your mother's rogue fart!" Liu Laosan shouted violently, suddenly raised his thick palm, and slapped the young coachman hard. He shouted: "The name of Tiangong Research Institute is named by the Marquis. If you dare to curse our Marquis, I will beat you to death today."

After slapping, he took advantage of the situation and kicked the young driver down.

"Uncle San, please calm down, Uncle San, please calm down!" The blushing man next to him quickly broke up and explained: "This baby will definitely not dare to curse the Marquis, he must not know the inside story."

The young coachman nodded quickly, pointed at the sky and drew a swearing: "Uncle San, I really am not cursing the Marquis, I am cursing Gu Mingwei."

"No one can curse it!" Liu Laosan said loudly with a blue face: "The Marquis handed over the brick kiln to me for management. I can't let any mistakes happen here. Not only should I ensure the smooth firing of the kiln, but I will be responsible for the kiln workers. Then Gu Mingwei has been hired by the Marquis as the chief engineer of the research institute, and even I have to see how his face looks. If you curse him secretly here, others will not say you are jealous, but will only say that I have not managed my subordinates well."

His face was full of rage, and the young man was scolded and he was so angry that he had his head drooped and he didn't dare to speak anymore.

Liu Laosan snorted, suddenly stepped forward and kicked him again, shouting: "Why don't you hurry up and drive the train. If you delay transporting bricks and stones, I will fire you immediately. Wherever you fall in love with, there will be no people like you in the kiln."

This is more important than anything else. The young coachman shivered subconsciously and began to drive away the ox cart.
Chapter completed!