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Chapter 219 Log House

Zhou Heng actually doesn't care. The bamboo pavilion has natural, high-end and beautiful carvings, but not a simple and natural work. Just a video clip is just a meaning.

Many videos of modification are the same, and the meaning is just like this. For example, if the walls are moldy and peeled, they will not shovel off the walls and scrape the putty again, but will directly paint white lime to whiten.

That way, that is, you can watch it when shooting a video, how long can you take care of it?

The audience also knows this, anyway, just watch it for fun. At most, if you can't watch it, just start to spray it. Then the video blogger will say, "I'm not a decoration and modification tutorial, but a transformation video, and it doesn't matter how long it takes."

Zhou Heng made a bamboo pavilion, which is not that exaggerated. It is just a place to rest and drink tea outdoors. It is beautiful or simple or pragmatic.

Of course, it is definitely better to have beautiful appearance.

Hu Jinhua said: "You still have to make one. It will feel comfortable to watch after it is done. If you shoot videos, wouldn't you take better?"

"Hahaha... Of course I want to be good. The problem is that you have to work with the hands of your master. I can't bear it. Besides, the Chinese New Year is coming soon. Don't you spend more time with your parents and prepare some New Year's goods for them?" Zhou Heng smiled.

"Our New Year's goods are not as complicated as you. Most of them are just buying some New Year's Day. Prepare a little more for yourself." Hu Jinhua said.

Their people living in the town are incomparable to Zhou Heng and others.

For example, some glutinous rice products, Zhou Heng’s family just needs to take out a bag of glutinous rice from the granary. Soak as much as you want, as you want.

But if they want to do this, they have to buy glutinous rice first.

In addition, some New Year’s goods that need to be soaked, filtered, steamed, dried, and fried, don’t have such a large venue for their homes, and they don’t have the same tools.

Then I didn't want to do it - it was both hard and costly, so why didn't I buy ready-made ones? There were so many cookies and candies, so I could buy a lot of rice.

If you don’t make New Year’s goods at home, it will save a lot of things and make time very relaxed.

In fact, he often goes home. His mother is much better now, so it’s okay to go back after playing for a few days.

Besides, he also wants to go and see it.

In the afternoon, they arrived at the sheep farm.

The car stopped in front of a slope that was unavailable. They had to manually move the food reserves on the car to the upper house.

Fortunately, there were many men's laborers, so the things on the car were moved in two trips. Huang Zhongliang warmly welcomed Boss Zhou's arrival.

It's almost the Chinese New Year. He finished his technical guidance on this venue before the New Year and then went back to celebrate the Chinese New Year.

It was snowing these two days, and the dead grass and leaves on the ground were covered by snow. The sheep were all staying in the ring, warming up, and letting them come out when the snow melts and clears.

Huang Zhongliang had an illusion that Boss Zhou, this sheep farm, is very compatible with the taste of these sheep. Not only are they adapted well, but they look very good.

The black goats here are so bright and smooth, full of energy, as if they were improved.

However, this has little to do with him. His task is to teach customers and control the mortality rate. There is not much technical problem here, and there is no mortality rate at all - he can go back and receive the bonus for the New Year with peace of mind.

This is very cool, it would be great if all the customers were so easy to serve.

Seeing Zhou Heng bringing people again, Huang Zhongliang asked, "Boss Zhou can still recruit people at this time? It's a bit amazing!"

And seeing how young the people he brought were all so young, would young people also be willing to work in such a place?

Zhou Heng also greeted him and met him.

As the first time people came to this sheep farm, they also felt the loneliness and magnificence here at the first time.

Wang Caijun began to look around, look at the sheep pen, and then look at the white mountains nearby.

It was so desolate. Along the way, there were no footprints on the snow that passed by, only a few of their wheel marks.

It's just what he wants! It's amazing.

For some reason, it seemed that when he came here and saw the world without any trace, his mind calmed down.

Hu Jinhua looked around and said repeatedly: "Good place, good place!"

The undeveloped place exudes a primitive beauty.

He looked at it casually, then picked up a dead branch with a strange shape on the ground, and held it in his hand and gestured.

The dead branches are less than fifty centimeters long, a little curved, and the child's arms are thick. One end is a node, which looks like a tumor, like a bulging taro.

This is just a piece of branch.

He held it in his hand and weighed it, as if thinking, what does this look look a bit like?

Li Li looked at him and asked with a smile: "Master, you didn't find inspiration as soon as you came?"

Hu Jinhua nodded: "Carn a bouquet of flowers for you!"

Li Li looked at this ordinary branch, or a short stick, which could it be carved into a bouquet of flowers?

Well, the master has the final say! She just needs to look forward to it.

Compared with their various feelings and waiting, there are more big yellow dogs who are excited when they get off the bus. Anyway, they only follow Zhou Heng, and everything around them is the same for it.

Zhou Heng carried the rice bag down and walked into the hut, and it followed.

Then come back to the car and it follows again; carry things up, and it continues to follow, its tail shakes happily.

Dogs are not afraid of the cold, and the little snow on the ground has no effect on it.

In fact, there are also famous three sleds who are not afraid of the cold. It is said that the high temperature seals their IQ. When the snow in winter, their IQ will be activated and they will become real god dogs.

After a brief adaptation, Zhou Heng said: "It's getting late, we're going to prepare for cooking."

The winter days are short and it is already afternoon, so you need to prepare early.

Wang Caijun said: "That's great, I'll help."

He just wanted to come over to experience the pastoral life of the shepherd, but he didn't come over to be an old man. It was impossible for him to wait for Zhou Heng to prepare the meal and call him.

Although there is a chef Jiang Xiaoxuan here, they can do all the work of washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, washing rice, and palm stoves.

Actually, there are not many things here, just three meals a day.

Zhang Yunxi just went to sweep the sheep poop under the sheep pen and piled it in a corner over there - the sheep pen and the pig pen and chicken coop are different. It is half empty, and more than one meter of space is empty below. One is to prevent moisture, and the other is to facilitate cleaning of hair.

There are gaps at the bottom of the sheep pen, which makes it easier for the sheep dung to leak out at any time without accumulating in the sheep pen and breeding bacteria.

Five hundred sheep eat more and pull more every day. If you don’t clean the next day, you will pile them thicker. So you have to clean them every day and then pile them elsewhere for fermentation.

In theory, there are so many chickens on the mountain behind Zhou Heng's family, and they are also pulled on the mountain every day, but they are the fruit trees planted by their family, and the water does not flow to outsiders' fields.

For the rabbit farm, although it is not the fruit forest of your own, the rabbits will scatter and make the grass grow. The grass they grow will be given to them without wasting them.

If you want to save these sheep dung, Zhou Heng will drag them back to the fertile field next year. When the sheep are stocked, eat them outside and pull them outside. Let's fatten their grass.

Anyway, the shit that was swept out from the sheep pen was to be brought back.

Not to mention, the fat sheep dung of 500 sheep can be exchanged for some money, right? Zhou Heng felt that his abacus was really accurate.

Zhang Yunxi cleaned the bottom of the sheep pen and came over to see Boss Zhou preparing to cook by himself. He said with a smile: "You don't have to cook anymore. My son and others will do it later."

Now the sheep farm is basically entrusted to his family. In addition, Master Huang Zhongliang has always been cooking these days. He just needs to send it to him after he has finished it. He is wrapped in an old jacket, but it is still hot when he comes.

Not to mention, knowing that my son and daughter-in-law are going to work at home next year and don’t go out to work anymore, how happy the two grandchildren will be.

The other one in another family was so envious of this. She cried at home every day, asking his parents to find things to do at home and were not allowed to go out.

Zhou Heng smiled and said, "It's okay, we are all ready-made, so let's do it yourself today. If you are too lazy to make it one day, I'll eat it with you."

"Hehehe...that's OK." Zhang Yun smiled so happily that he couldn't see his teeth.

He has something to do and money to make money to improve his spirits.

Zhou Heng saw a tent with canvas next to his hut, and then another "blank"-shaped hut, the kind that has not been completed.

But it is not made of bricks, but the kind of wood that was cut down, and it was planned to be made into a wooden house.

This wooden house is amazing. It is not the wood square, but the logs are still very thick. But at present, only half of the pile has been seen. The forest pile has been dug and several layers have been filled.

This is great! The wall made of solid wood is thick, and it is really warm in winter and cool in summer.

He asked, "Who is this building?"

Zhang Yun said with a smile: "This is my son doing it. He is here to watch at night. The shed I built for him is too cold. It is better to use this to make a small house."

Zhou Heng originally wanted to say that the brick hut here was used for night watch in the rabbit field - it would definitely not work without night watch, for fear that someone would steal it.

However, Zhang Yunxi said that this was the place where they came to live temporarily, and his son kept it for them, so he built another one by himself. Anyway, there are many trees here, so it doesn’t matter if they cut down a few, and the vacant place can also allow the sheep to bask in the sun more.

Zhou Heng smiled and said, "It doesn't matter?"

"Whatever the trees are tight is not enough here," Zhang Yunxi shook his head and smiled.

It is great to make a wall of logs. If the tree does not straighten and creates gaps, just mix yellow mud and hay in the middle to fill it.

Yellow mud baga grass mixed, this is a recipe.

This is how the acres of bricks used to make a mud house were made. After the acres of bricks were made into a house, it would not be cracked or soaked in water. The poor family lived in a ten or twenty years and repaired it, and there was no problem.

Compared with the fire brick house, it is really warmer in winter and cooler in summer. The principle may be similar to the earth kiln houses in the northwest.

Now that I'm stuck in a vigil house, there's no problem.

Many people used to master this formula for making acres of bricks, but now fewer people understand it.
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