The husband is the future chief [infrastructure]

Jiang Ziyan, who didn't know Feng Ke's inner activities, saw that he didn't answer, and thought he was embarrassed to say so, so he continued: "At the time of the initial agreement, you were given a three-month probationary period, but you have performed very well in the past two months. , not only did not cause any trouble, but it helped me a lot. So I officially notify you, congratulations on becoming a regular!"

"Return to regular?" Feng Ke just recovered from his surprise and panic, only heard the last sentence clearly, Lang Jun said that he had become a regular.

Although this word has never been heard before, it is not difficult to understand the literal meaning. It means that the gentleman has truly accepted him and kept him by his side as a guard.

"Well, now that you've become a regular, your monthly salary will naturally be different from what it is now. I'll tell Zhou Xing to ask him to raise your salary by [-]%. What do you think?"

Feng Ke was very happy, holding his sword in his arms and saying, "Thank you, sir."

"You're welcome, I didn't expect it to be this hour, you must be hungry too? Let's hurry up and go back to eat something."

Feng Ke nodded, the two quickened their pace, and arrived home after a while.

There are meals reserved for the two of them at home, because there are not many people in the family, and there is no distinction between masters and servants, and they basically cook a meal for the whole family.

The weather is hot now, so I eat Laoshui noodles at night. The boiled noodles are rinsed with cold water, and then the fried vegetables with soup are poured on top, which is both antipyretic and refreshing.

After eating, Jiang Ziyan went to take a bath again, and he was sweating again after walking all the way, so he went to the house to rest after packing up.

It was extremely hot in the room today, he only spread a mat on the bed, but even so, he still felt very hot.In the middle of the night, the temperature outside dropped a lot, and there was still a gust of cool wind blowing. Jiang Ziyan couldn't stand the heat, so he opened the window a little, but was bitten by mosquitoes and couldn't sleep well all night.

The next day, after Jiang Ziyan woke up with big dark circles under his eyes, he began to look through the encyclopedia, looking for ways to make ice.

In addition to making ice, he also thought about how to make a mosquito net.Mosquito nets must be light, thin and transparent. To ensure this, try to make the holes smaller.I'm afraid this kind of fabric is not sold in the market, so I have to go to the weaving workshop to ask.

If there is a mosquito net, he doesn't have to worry about opening the window at night.

While Zhang Laosan was making flails for the past two days, Jiang Ziyan took advantage of these few days' spare time to start researching ice making.

When the ancients in Jiang Ziyan's previous life hadn't studied ice making, most of them kept ice.After the water freezes in winter, people dig out the ice and store it in an ice cellar for use in summer.

Later, after people mastered the ice-making technology, they began to use saltpeter to make ice.

Jiang Ziyan thought about it, he had never seen any ice seller in the town, but in Jiang Yu's memory, ice was available every summer in the Hou's Mansion in the capital, could it be because Qingping Town is too small ?

He rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, went out of the room, called Feng Ke, and asked, "Is there an ice seller in town?"

Feng Ke shook his head, "No, ice is very precious, just like gold silk charcoal, only wealthy people can use it."

The wealth Feng Ke was talking about was not the wealth of those family members in the town, but the dignitaries in the state capital and the capital, as well as those big families with deep roots.

Jiang Ziyan pursed his lips and thought for a while, then asked: "Then do you know if there is any place that sells saltpeter?"

"Nitre? What's that?"

"A white powder that can be used for firecrackers and medicine."

Feng Ke thought for a while and said, "Your Majesty is talking about Dishuang, right?"

"Ground frost?"

"Well, according to Lang Jun's description just now, it looks like Dishuang."

Jiang Ziyan pondered that saltpeter might be called differently in this era. After all, some people used to call saltpeter Beidi Xuanzhu, and it was not surprising that it was called Dishuang.

"Then do you know where this thing is sold?"

"The low-purity ground cream is sold in ordinary pharmacies, and the extremely high-purity ones are managed by the imperial court, and ordinary people cannot buy them."

"It's okay, low-purity ones are enough. Go and buy me a couple of catties later."

"Two catties?" Feng Ke was a little surprised.

"what happened?"

"Usually buying two taels of ground frost is considered a lot. I'm just a little surprised that you want to buy two catties."

"It's okay, you can buy it at ease, I have my own use."

The place where Jiang Ziyan lived was some distance away from the pharmacy, but Feng Ke traveled quickly, and came back in less than half an hour.

After receiving the ground frost he bought, Jiang Ziyan opened it and looked at it, and it turned out that the purity was not high. The original pure white powder was mixed with many colors.But it doesn't matter, this does not affect his use.

"Feng Ke, go to the kitchen and get a big basin, and then a small basin. Both basins must be filled with water."

Feng Ke did as he said, and brought the basin full of water. Jiang Ziyan asked him to put the small basin into the large basin, and then took out part of the ground frost and put it into the water in the large basin.

He was worried that the ground frost was not pure enough, so he specially put a lot of it.

Feng Ke didn't know what he was doing, he never talked much, but he couldn't help asking: "What are you doing, Mr. Lang?"

"Don't worry, you'll know in a while."

I saw that after the ground frost entered the water, the water in the small basin inside cooled down rapidly. After a while, the water in the entire small basin was all frozen.

Feng Ke looked on in amazement. He never knew that ground cream had such uses, especially ground cream that was not pure enough. Except for pharmacies, almost no one used it.

Jiang Ziyan looked at the ice in the basin, and couldn't hide his joy. This meant that he could eat ice to cool down in the summer. There were ice tea, popsicles, and smoothies, right?

Especially at night, put a basin of ice next to it to cool down, and you will be able to sleep well.

Moreover, after the water in the large basin outside freezes, he can scrape it off and reuse it, which is really great.

All that is needed now is a mosquito net. If a mosquito net can be made, it will be even more perfect.

In the evening, when Lin Zhao came back from school, he saw several basins of ice on the table at home, while his brother and several others were lying on the side watching.

These pots of ice are all Jiang Ziyan's masterpieces, and he plans to get more pots, and put a pot next to the bedside of their room at night, so that they can sleep more comfortably.

Noticing Lin Zhao's return, Jiang Ziyan said, "Ah Zhao is back, put down your things and have a rest. Today I made iced black tea and mung bean smoothie, which are in the kitchen. You can try it."

Lin Zhao nodded, "Okay." He said while taking off his coat, "Is this ice made by my brother?"

"Well, Azhao is still smart. I will put a pot for you when you go to bed at night, so you can sleep better."

"What is this made of, is it ground frost?"

"Eh? How did you know?"

Lin Zhao pointed to the ground frost powder that was spilled on the ground, and said, "Actually, I read it in a Miscellaneous Journal of the Master before, saying that ground frost has many uses, one of which is cooling effect. But I'm afraid not many people know about it. No one has made ice with such a delicate mind like my brother."

Jiang Ziyan originally planned that if Lin Zhao asked him how he came up with this method, he would say that he read it from a book, but now that Lin Zhao himself said that he had seen it in a book, it is reasonable for him to do it, and no one would think it strange , as long as he is talented and intelligent, and is very good at strange skills and obscenity.

After Lin Zhao finished speaking, he went to the kitchen. The mung bean smoothie and iced black tea were filled with ice. It hadn't been long since they were ready, and the ice hadn't melted yet, so they tasted cold and refreshing.

This iced black tea is easy to make. There was leftover fried black tea at home before, so he added some ice to it according to the usual black tea method.

This mung bean smoothie is not easy to make. He first boiled the mung beans, then ground them into sand with a pestle, then added other things, and finally put ice cubes in to make it. It took a lot of effort, but it tasted delicious. Although the taste of the food is not as good as what he ate in the previous life, it is already very good in this era.

There is no ice cellar at home, there is only one cellar, and there is no way to store more ice. If you want to use ice, you can only make it fresh.

In two months there will be the hospital examination. Jiang Ziyan plans to go to Fucheng one month in advance. He will pay attention to it in a few days. He will buy a house in Fucheng and move his business to Fucheng. Then he will find someone to build an ice cellar. .

It's just that an ice cellar can be made in the backyard of the restaurant in the county seat.Now the meat such as chicken, duck, fish, and some vegetables and fruits are all stored in the cellar in the backyard. Although the temperature in the cellar is low, the ingredients can't be kept for long in this weather.

But this matter is not in a hurry for these two days. He has to finish the flail first in these two days. After all, if this thing is made, it can help many people.

Three days later, Boss Zhang's craftsman's shop sent an apprentice to invite him over, and Jiang Ziyan knew that the flail was ready.

As soon as Jiang Ziyan entered the craftsman's shop, he was invited to the main hall in the backyard, where Zhang Laosan was sitting and waiting for him.

Seeing Jiang Ziyan coming, he quickly got up, dragged him to another room.

At first glance, this room is the place Zhang Laosan usually uses to do his work. There are various kinds of wood peeled around the walls, and there are sawdust all over the floor. There is a strong smell of wood as soon as he enters the door.

Boss Zhang walked to the corner of the wall and took the things leaning here to Jiang Ziyan, and said with a proud face: "How is it? Is it exactly the same as what you drew on the blueprint?"

His brows are full of joy and joy. Once he gets the hang of this thing, it is not difficult to make.

Jiang Ziyan tried it, and the connection between the knocking rod and the cassia rod was very firm, and it didn't shake in the slightest when he slammed it hard on the ground.

"Master Zhang's craftsmanship is really exquisite, but it only took three days to make it, which greatly exceeded my expectations. It seems that your craftsmanship has improved again!"

Jiang Ziyan knew what this kind of craftsman liked to hear, and besides, the other party did a good job, so he did not hesitate to praise Zhang Laosan, making him very comfortable.

"I tried this thing for three times. You can take it back and let them try it. If it works, I think it can be promoted."

Jiang Ziyan took back the blueprint, tied the knot, and said, "What Master Zhang said is true, and I think so too."

"Jiang Langjun, I"

"I know what you want to say, coincidentally, I just wanted to ask Master Zhang, if they think this thing is good for use, would you like to do business with me?"

Master Zhang understood his words in seconds, and said with a happy face: "I can't ask for it, I can't ask for it!"

"Okay, then I'll come over and talk to you in detail when I'm sure."

"welcome any time."

If this flail is used well, many people will definitely come to buy it. When the time comes, the demand will increase greatly, and the number of master Zhang making this thing will also increase, and it will definitely earn a lot of money.

The prosperity of the world is for profit, and the world is for profit.Although Zhang Laosan is obsessed with breaking through his own skills, he also wants to make more money. After all, he also has a large family that needs to be supported by him.

"By the way, I would like to trouble you to carve a mark on this wooden handle. If this thing is sold in large quantities in the future, it can also prove that it is something I remember."

"no problem."

It was still early after returning from the craftsman's shop, so Jiang Ziyan ate lunch early and asked Feng Ke to drive him to the farm, taking the three newly made flails with him.

It was already past lunchtime at Zhuangzi, and the wheat had been harvested in the past few days, but there was still some left to be harvested, so when Jiang Ziyan came, he still saw many people working in the fields with sickles.

This time he didn't go to the field, but went directly to Zhuangzi.

It happened that Liu Futian was at home, and Jiang Ziyan saw him pulling a stone to grind wheat to remove husks. Such a strong man was pulling very hard.

Seeing Jiang Ziyan approaching, Liu Futian rushed to meet him. He is now the manager of the village, and he was a little puzzled when he saw his boss coming.Didn't they just come here a few days ago?It hasn't been a few days and he came here again. Could it be that he didn't do well as a manager?

"Boss, do you have anything to do today? It's sunny outside, so hurry up and have a rest indoors."

"Jiang Ziyan looked around after entering the house. The floor of the house is not covered with stone slabs. Even in summer, it is still a bit damp."

"Don't mind my boss, I only have water here."

"It's okay, it doesn't matter. Whoever I am here this time is here to give you something. Feng Ke,"

Feng Ke brought in three flails from the outside and handed them over.

"This thing is called a flail, and it works like a stone mill. It is used to hustle wheat."

Liu Futian, an illiterate farmer, was stunned when he heard Jiang Ziyan say that this thing made of rope and wood and bamboo had the same function as a big and heavy stone mill.

"Boss, this thing looks so light, how can it be like a stone mill?"

"Come on, let's go outside, I'll show you."

There was still a lot of unhulled wheat drying in the yard. Jiang Ziyan held the handle at one end, raised the other end high and then put it down forcefully, only to hear a snap, and the rope at the other end hit the wheat.

"That's how I use it. I'm weak. Your use should be better than mine. Come and try."

Liu Futian took the flail from Jiang Ziyan's hand, gave him a half-believing look, then followed what he did just now, raised it high and hit it down hard.

"Yes, that's it. Repeat this action and keep beating the wheat, and the husks will fall off. If you don't believe me, use it for a few days. If it works, come to the town and tell me."

"Yes, Master."

"Also, I brought three flails this time. You can share the other two flails with others. Remember to tell them how to use them, and report the effects to me when the time comes."

"Ok."

After arranging the affairs of the farm, Jiang Ziyan took Feng Ke and left. If it wasn't for the storm in the south, he wouldn't be bothered to come out in this hot weather.

The carriage staggered all the way to the town, Feng Ke was sitting in front of the carriage, the sun was shining on him, so he took a straw hat and put it on.

Jiang Ziyan lifted the curtain from time to time and asked, "How long until we arrive in town?"

"Almost half an hour left."

"Well, it's hard work, let's go faster, I'll bump a little bit, it's okay. Hurry home and eat a piece of iced watermelon to relieve the heat."

Hearing this, Feng Ke accelerated his driving speed and drove towards the town.

The author has something to say:

Happy New Years everyone, see you next year!Thank you for always being with me!

I hope that the little cuties in Xi'an can tide over the difficulties smoothly, thank you!