The Great Tang: World Martial God

"Master Hou! Master Hou! It's not good!"

The scorching sound hurriedly came from the front hall, and fell to Tang Hao's ear through the courtyard.

He woke up dazedly from the bed, uncovered a few layers of gauze scarf covering him, and Tang Hao sat up.

Just now, Tang Hao didn't know what was so urgent.

Putting on a single coat, Tang Hao also ignored the washing and walked out of the bedroom.

Impatient urging sound accompanied by dong dong footsteps, as Tang Hao opened the door, it came again.

"Master Hou! Go and take a look!"

"Something happened in the earth kiln!"

Tang Hao raised his eyes and saw that he was the kiln worker in the earth kiln who was in charge of the entire earth kiln burning bricks.

Something happened to the earth kiln?

An ominous hunch surged in my heart instantly.

It was just that at this moment, Tang Hao was completely drowsy.

Randomly tying the belt around his waist a few times, Tang Hao greeted the kiln worker and walked outside the house.

"It has been fired for a few days without any problems."

"What happened today?"

The kiln worker was full of sorrow, and made Tang Hao apologize as he walked.

"My lord! It's all the subordinate's fault!"

"We have never fired this brick and stone, it is inevitable that we are a little rushed. The mud bricks from the previous kiln, I don't know the bastard, when adding the briquettes, pour in a lot of selected stones!"

"The people behind only know how to add briquettes, but they didn't glance at it..."

Tang Hao didn't finish listening to the following words, but his heart relaxed.

I thought it was the kiln worker who suffered an accident, but I never thought that the briquettes were added by mistake!

A false alarm!

Now that the temperature is hot, coupled with the day and night firing, adding the wrong briquettes, Tang Hao can also understand.

In other words, even if a kiln mud brick fails to be fired, all that is wasted is the purchase of a kiln.

The hurrying pace slowed down with his thoughts, looking at the kiln worker beside him, Tang Hao smiled faintly.

"It doesn't matter, it won't be too late for me to see."

Entering the courtyard, Tang Hao saw three men with naked upper bodies kneeling in the courtyard.

Seeing Tang Hao coming, the three of them kowtow at the same time to apologize.

"Master Hou, the villain is wrong! I was sleepy last night, took a nap, took the stones as briquettes, and burned them together!"

"The villain will never dare anymore! I hope Master Hou will forgive me!"

For these poor children, Tang Hao is a high official in the imperial city, a figure who can place their entire family and death with one finger.

For such a person, even if it is burning the most useless yellow mud, it is like refining a golden elixir.

If there is a slight difference, heads may fall to the ground.

With a crying begging for mercy in his ears, and the sound of bumping his head to the ground, Tang Hao felt a little unnatural.

He waved his hand to make a few people stand up, looked at the three people with gray heads and faint blood on their foreheads, Tang Hao asked.

"When was this stone added in?"

The three kiln workers were like children who made mistakes, with their heads hanging down, one of their hands behind their backs, clenched very tightly.

After looking at each other, one person responded timidly.

"This kiln was fired for more than three days, it should have been three days ago."

Tang Hao was not talking, turned and walked towards the uncovered earthen kiln.

The scorching heat has not completely dissipated, and you can still feel the feeling of baking when you walk closer.

It is still a bit hot to put your hands on the masonry. Some masonry shows another color because of temperature changes, while nearly half of them are covered with small cracks. It is probably because the stones are added and the temperature is not high. For both sake.

Putting on the red brick, Tang Hao was still a little excited.

After all, it is the first kiln, and it can be fired like this, which is pretty good.

Seeing that Tang Hao hadn't looked at Jin Chaikou, the three of them hesitated. Considering Tang Hao's identity, they still pointed out to Tang Hao frankly.

"Master Hou, those rocks are in these places."

Speaking of the direction of his fingers, Tang Hao squatted down, reflecting the slight morning light in the gap, it was obvious that some large and small lumps could be seen filling half of the kiln bottom.

"No hurry, wait for the bricks to cool down later, and classify these bricks."

"The ones with cracks and the wrong colors are placed aside, and the fired codes are aside."

The leading kiln worker led Tang Hao to check the conditions of the other four kilns accordingly.

Overall, it is much better than I thought, and there are not so many cracked bricks or broken bricks.

The villagers who make mud bricks are also very honest. The fired red bricks are denser, and there are not too many small holes in the middle.

Just about to say two reassuring words, when I turned around, I saw that the three kiln workers had already begun to unload the masonry from the shelf.

Tang Hao really admired these three people, they were hot when they touched them.

"You can wait for the bricks and stones to cool down before unloading, it's not in a hurry."

Perhaps in the eyes of these three people, Tang Hao would already forgive them the most if he didn't pursue it.

At this time, only the performance of hard work can resolve the guilt in the heart. Apart from answering, he still does not forget the work in his hands.

"Master Hou don't have to worry about it, we are used to being rough, these are not hot at all."

The plain words fell on Tang Hao's heart like a feather.

With the help of these simple people, why worry that your own kiln can't grow in this land of Yangzhou?

Even if the king of Tang did not allocate much money, even if the public losers did not help, the houses he wanted to build would inevitably be in Yangzhou, and the ships he wanted to build would still sail thousands of miles of waves.