God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

Du He was on the side, and said leisurely: "Everyone, in fact, Datang Construction Company can manufacture at least ten such pillars every day."

Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.

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Chapter 1265

The people around were taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

Dai Zhou looked embarrassed, tugged on Du He's sleeve with a dark face, and said in a low voice: "Boy, are you deliberately breaking the stage? If you are like this, believe it or not, I will tell everyone the truth."

Du He said indifferently: "Okay, Mr. Dai, if you dare to speak out, don't blame me for taking the house back!"

"you……"

Dai Zhou was speechless.

If it was before, he must not care.

But after seeing this house, he couldn't bear it.

The shape of the house is very strange, but it looks unusual. Among other things, the two big pillars standing at the door are extraordinary.

What's more, if Du He takes back the house, his family will be homeless again.

Dai Zhou whispered: "Boy, you are cruel."

At this time, Li Er said: "Dai Qing's family, your house looks unusual, why don't you take me and all your lovers to have a good look?"

Dai Zhou came to his senses and hurriedly led the crowd into the gate.

After entering the gate, looking around, you can see individual small buildings, the highest of which is no more than three floors, and the lowest is only one floor. At the small building, trees are planted on both sides of the road. It is early winter now. When a gust of wind blows, the leaves fall, and the golden light of the setting sun is projected from the branches to the ground, leaving mottled shadows.

Many people were stunned.

This place looks like a fairyland on earth.

In this era, the biggest feature of houses is concentration, such as a large courtyard with three entrances and three exits. Each courtyard has houses in at least three directions. Although it is neat, many people feel crowded.

The Dai Mansion in front of me is different, each small building is completely independent, without disturbing each other, but they are not far away.

What surprised everyone even more was that although the roofs of these small buildings seemed to be covered with tiles, they were very flat.

Li Er asked: "He'er, the roof of this house doesn't seem to be tiled?"

Du He nodded: "Father is right. These roofs are just imitations of tile roofs. In fact, they are all made of concrete."

"What is concrete?"

"Father, please follow me."

Du He knew that he couldn't explain it in a few words, so he led everyone to a one-story building.

Pointing to the roof, he asked, "Father, my lords, please take a look, what's so special about this concrete roof."

Everyone leaned up and watched carefully, and some people even tried to stand on a high place and touch it with their hands.

Duan Lun, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, suddenly said: "The concrete roof seems to be integrated with the house. There are no pillars in the house, no beams in the roof, and the roof is airtight!"

Du He said with a smile: "Master Duan is worthy of being the Minister of the Ministry of Industry, what he said is absolutely correct."

Changsun Wuji sneered and said, "Lord Dai, you can become the number one warrior in my Tang Dynasty. How dare you live in such a house?"

Dai Zhou didn't understand, so he said, "Master Changsun, what do you mean by this?"

Changsun Wuji said: "Didn't you listen to Mr. Duan? This roof doesn't even have a beam, and this house doesn't have any pillars. Doesn't it mean that this house is like loose sand and will collapse at any time? If someone lived in it, their lives would probably be in danger!"

Dai Zhou's complexion changed drastically.

He turned angrily and stared at Du He.

Others also looked at Du He.

"Oh, I heard that this house was built by Datang Construction Company. Could it be that it was built by Du He? How could this dilapidated house be worth 20 yuan?"

"Let's not talk about 20 guan, Du He is trying to get rich and kill himself!"

"Too hateful!"

"It really makes no sense!"

Many people began to blame Du He.

On the side, Yu Chigong asked: "Nephew, why don't you fight back?"

Du He said indifferently: "Uncle Yuchi, do you know what slapping the face is? Do you know how to slap the face most comfortably?"

"Slap in the face? Isn't it just raising your hand and slapping it, it's most comfortable to hit it with great strength." Yuchi Gong said with a smile.

Du He shook his head and said, "No, the most comfortable way is to ask someone to stretch their face over and slap him hard."

Yuchi Gong froze, showing a look of bewilderment.

"What do you mean?"

"Uncle Yuchi, just watch it!"

Du He waited for those who should be reprimanded to finish reprimanding, and then walked out slowly, and said: "Master Changsun, and several other adults, what do you mean, the house I built is not safe?"

Changsun Wuji said coldly: "That's right, building such a house is tantamount to seeking money and killing one's life."

"Hahaha……"

Doo laughed.

Then he stretched out his hand: "Hammer!"

Not far away, Lu Bu's figure appeared.

Lu Bu was holding a hammer in his hand.

That hammer was the size of a head.

Lu Bu came over: "Master!"

Du He pointed at Changsun Wuji, "Give the hammer to Mrs. Changsun!"

thump.