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"I'm so sorry!" Yang Yichen stood in front of Liu Qingxi, looking like he had made a mistake, and said cautiously, "I didn't know it would turn out like this!"
Li Hui rubbed his forehead, truly unable to believe the capabilities of this Young Master Yang.
The prepared mud was splattered all over the place, and he himself was covered in it. The area he was supposed to fix hadn't been touched at all.
They had wasted the mixed materials before even starting!
"It's fine, it's fine! Hehe, Young Master Yang, you don't need to worry about it!" Zhang Sanyou hurried over to clean up the mess. At this moment, he already knew who Yang Yichen was!
He was the young master from the big mansion on the edge of the village, reputed to be the Young Master of the town. Usually, they didn't get close to him.
As an ordinary person, how could he dare to trouble a Young Master like Yang Yichen?
Yang Yichen felt very embarrassed; he genuinely wanted to help, but who knew that his help would only make things worse: "Qingxi, I'm sorry!" for wasting Liu Qingxi's hard work in preparing the materials.
What could Liu Qingxi say? Yang Yichen truly meant well: "It's fine, Anan. You should quickly take your young master back! Change his clothes; otherwise, he'll catch a cold with those wet clothes on!"
"Okay, we'll leave now. Uncle Sanyou, Aunt Song, I'm sorry for causing you trouble!" Anan said politely and quickly took Yang Yichen away.
He was well aware of his young master's health; he couldn't afford even a slight chill, or the consequences would be severe.
Yang Yichen also understood this but felt disappointed as he had finally found some time to spend with Liu Qingxi and an opportunity that slipped away.
Meanwhile, Liu Qingxi felt apologetic: "Uncle Sanyou, Aunt Song, I'm sorry. Let's hurry up and get this done; we should try to fix more today!"
"Alright!" Song responded after snapping out of her daze. Thankfully, there were no issues with the house.
After a while, Song quietly asked, "Qingxi, how do you know Young Master Yang?"
To know that such people are an existence that ordinary villagers cannot reach.
Liu Qingxi did not think much and instinctively replied, "I met him once; Yang Yichen helped me a bit, and then we became friends. What's up, Aunt?"
"Nothing at all!" What could Song say? The girl she had looked down upon before had now opened her eyes, actually being friends with such a wealthy young master.
"Uncle Sanyou, yes, it's done like this, but the gaps here must be filled tightly; otherwise, there will still be problems after a while. Here, use this to press it in!"
Liu Qingxi pointed at the gap between the newly placed Mud Brick and the wall while handing over a wooden strip that was just the right width to press in.
"Alright!" Zhang Sanyou was full of enthusiasm, sweating profusely without feeling tired at all.
After a while, he said, "Qingxi, you’re something else! Why didn’t we think of this method before? This thing might really be useful!"
"Of course! Uncle Sanyou, when we fled here, we heard from an old man on the road that they do it like this. However, in the end, the flood was too big, and the house still couldn't be saved!"
Liu Qingxi explained convincingly; anyway, no one would investigate their experiences during the escape. Even if they did look into it, they wouldn't find anything to worry about.
"Mm, Qingxi, you’re really smart! You just listened to others and figured it out. Not bad!" Song praised.
"Not at all! I thought a lot before coming up with this. If I hadn't heard about it, I wouldn't dare let you all do it casually!" Liu Qingxi's hands were covered in mud as he continued working while chatting.
"If this works out, we must thank you properly!" Song's words of gratitude came from the heart.
"Aunt, just help me promote it when the time comes!" Liu Qingxi said with a smile.
Don't underestimate the communication ability of Villager Women; it won't take long for everyone to know.
"Alright, don’t worry! If it works out, I’ll have everyone in the village come to you!" Song patted her chest in assurance.
Liu Qingxi smiled, believing that as long as the Song family didn't meddle or feel envious in the future, everything would be fine.
She was confident that if this method spread, it would save the impoverished villagers a lot of money.
The more others saved, the more her reputation would grow, and her business would flourish. If all went well, she could make a living from this for the rest of her life.
Meanwhile, Zhang Sanyou and his eldest son, Zhang Tiechui, were becoming increasingly skilled and quicker in their work. Liu Qingxi had thought it would take a whole day, but by mid-afternoon, they had finished!
"Uncle Sanyou, you guys are really fast! Also, let's put this post up!" Liu Qingxi remembered this idea after casually hearing about cutting down trees on the mountain.
This was akin to adding a wooden post to an Earthen House that originally had no reinforcement measures. Although it wouldn't be as effective as if it had been added during construction, it would still serve to strengthen the house, similar to a Structural Column in modern architecture.
"Qingxi, can this wood really stand up?" It was understandable for Zhang Sanyou to doubt; such practices were unheard of in the surrounding areas.
"Uncle Sanyou, trust me; it will definitely work and be sturdier than your previous house!" Liu Qingxi assured him with confidence.
She had spent some time studying ancient architecture in modern times, including structures like these Earthen Houses.
Back then, she was amazed by the wisdom of ancient laborers.
Many people today study traditional architecture, which has even been listed as part of the cultural heritage.
Although that era may not be suitable for widespread promotion anymore, its significance for preservation remains substantial.
Out of curiosity, she had looked into it more than a few times and never expected to apply it practically.
"Alright then, I'll trust you this time!" Zhang Sanyou said without further doubt and rolled up his sleeves to start working with Zhang Tiechui.
Under the guidance of Li Hui, they dug a two-foot-deep pit, just enough for the post to support the roof while being buried below!
"Good, good, good! This height is perfect!" Liu Qingxi directed from the side.
Song did not understand the reasoning behind this, but Zhang Sanyou, who was over thirty and had rich life experience, realized it and couldn't help but admire Liu Qingxi's wisdom once again.
This time it was quite troublesome; it took almost an hour to secure the post properly.
"Aunt Song, let Uncle Sanyou hold it steady. Let's hurry and bury it down firmly!" Liu Qingxi took the iron bar from Song's hand and began to dig the soil to cover it.
"Qingxi, you rest. I'll do it; I'm stronger than you!"
Song was indeed much faster than Liu Qingxi, taking only half an hour to finish burying it. By the time they secured the post, it was already late!
"Aunt Song, we won't be here for long. Ming Wo will come back to finish it. Don't worry; Ming will definitely get it done!"
"Don't rush off; have dinner at home before you leave!"
Liu Qingxi smiled and declined, "No need, Aunt. We can quickly make something ourselves when we get back!"
In truth, he was worried that Song might feel reluctant about this and that could cause resentment. He still wanted to maintain a good relationship with her.
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