The whole family is so poor, I rely on the food system to make a fortune every day

Song Fubao began to guide him to learn the card points and beginning of the storyteller.

Song Youyin had an idiotic smile on his face, his heart was excited, his hands kept moving, and his heart was so beautiful, Grandma Song and Yang Liuhua also listened very seriously, and became interested.

"In the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun is the real fire of samadhi. This real fire of samadhi is fire in wood, fire in stone, and fire in the air. This fire can only be extinguished with real water or jade dew. The immortals intend to use this fire to train Sun Wukong into a golden elixir , after 49 days of burning, finally, it's time to open the alchemy furnace!"

When it came to the important point, when everyone was nervously expecting the result, Song Fubao slapped his hands fiercely to bring everyone back to their thoughts.

"Sister, don't interrupt, keep on talking, what happened afterwards?" Song Youyin groaned, and he slapped him too. Every time Song Fubao made trouble at this time, he was so anxious to death.

"Later..." Song Fubao smiled and elongated his tone, "If you want to know what happened next, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down! Brother, I didn't dream about it later, let's talk about it next time!"

After hearing this, let alone Song Youyin, even Grandma Song and Yang Liuhua were disappointed.

But this was a dream after all, it was impossible to continue talking about things that hadn't been dreamed about, everyone was helpless, but Song Youyin firmly believed that Song Fubao would definitely dream again.

Adhering to being able to listen to stories in the future, and knowing the later expectations of Monkey King Monkey King, he went to the homestead aggressively, and now he is full of strength to work!

As soon as he left, Grandma Song and Yang Liuhua started to do their own things. Because they were worried that Li Xiuzhi would tire them out by making braised pork, Grandma Song also came to help, and Song Fubao was in charge of lighting the fire.

Sit in front of the stove hole to warm your hands, feel the muddy stove is warm but not hot, remembering how I used to make a kang in my new house before, I immediately pretended to be surprised, "Grandma, mother, have you noticed this stove? It's warm up there!"

"Of course it's warm. There's a fire burning below. If the temperature is right, you can put your hands on it to warm your hands!"

"That's right, cooking in winter tends to get cold! All the vegetables you cook first can be warmed on the stove without any delay. It's very good. Why, Fubao, do you have any good ideas?"

After Li Xiuzhi finished answering, Grandma Song explained that because she knew too much about Song Fubao's clever mind, she added another sentence and glanced at Song Fubao.

"Hey, grandma is indeed grandma, she is amazing, she even knows what I think, I was thinking that if we can also burn fire under our bed, will we not be afraid of the cold in winter, and no one will be frozen when sleeping died!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was enlightened, as if something had been opened suddenly.

Yes, the dishes can be kept warm, and the hands can be pasted on them. Why can't people sleep so warmly all night without covering them with several deadly heavy quilts.

What's more, many people don't have so many quilts at home, otherwise, how could they be frozen to death?

If the temperature is half of this at night, you won’t freeze to death even if you don’t cover yourself with a quilt. The quilt is expensive, but the firewood on the mountain is free, as long as you have the strength, you will have firewood.

In order to sleep well and to live, everyone will have strength.

"But Fubao, how big is the stove to sleep so many people? How much firewood does it need to burn in one night!" Grandma Song still thinks it's not feasible.

Li Xiuzhi smiled, "Think about it carefully, Fubao, if you can figure it out, it will be a great merit. People in the village don't die in winter, so I'm happy to think about it!"

"Well, grandma, let's talk to the builders of the house, let's think about it together, build a few heated kangs in the new house, when it's too cold, let's sleep together, sleep in a row, okay? ?”

Song Fubao was afraid, Grandma Song and Li Xiuzhi looked at each other, but there was no way to refuse, so they finished their work, and Li Xiuzhi cooked the stewed pork at home and helped watch the tofu form.

The other three went to the homestead.

When I arrived at the homestead, I talked to the master master who was in charge. The master was stunned for a long time before opening his mouth, but he didn't make a sound. After a while, he nodded, "I think it's feasible. Song Fubao is indeed Song Fubao!"

Although this idea is not in shape now, it is wonderful!

So in the afternoon, the master and Song Fubao directly built a mini kang with soil on the side of the road to study how to maintain the temperature, how to use the least firewood, and how to use it safely.

The miniature kang was made in a row in an hour, and the other house builders couldn't understand it when they saw it. The old master Xin Gao was used to being arrogant, how could he play with a little doll in the mud!

But due to the presence of all the men from the old Song family, everyone just thought in their hearts and dared not speak out.

It wasn't until the end of the working hours in the afternoon that the master and Song Fubao got the trick. In addition, Song Fubao gave information and ideas based on the results of the modern northern kang. When everyone went to work, the two finalized the foundation.

The master didn't finish work, so he went back to the house to draw the line and plan. Grandma Song and Song Fubao watched and discussed together, and then the master was full of motivation.