Chapter 16
Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 16
2020-11-07
Chapter 16 Repairing the Broken TemplePeng Mason is a sturdy old man. Although his temples are white, he is strong and his arms are full of Swollen muscles.
The disciplines he brought, no matter whether it was a mature middle-aged man or a young man with blood, tall or short, all had tendon flesh, which was a common feature of masons.
Building temples and halls requires stacking stones, which are difficult for ordinary bricklayers to do.
The masons went out from their residence in the early morning and drove several dozen li to the front of the ruined temple in the evening.
“Are you the Master?”
Peng Mason saw Fang Dou and cursed in his heart that his teeth were unreliable. Looking at this dilapidated temple, plus Fang Dou was young His face looks like he can get tens of thousands of dollars!
What caught his eye was that Fang Dou was a strong build, matched his discipline, and looked like a good drudge.
"Yes, Master Peng, please!"
Fang Dou took Mason Peng to the north side hall to inspect the dented wall.
Peng Mason saw the wall, put his hand into the crack, peeled off the wall layer by layer, nodded.
"Little master, this stone wall is made of solid materials, and the craftsman who built it is also an expert."
"Although the wall has been knocked out of a big hole, the stone is not broken. No need to re-feed, push the stone back into the distance, and fill the seam with egg white, glutinous rice and chicken blood."
The rooster suddenly gu gu a few times.
Fang Dou hurriedly said, "No need for chicken blood!"
Peng Mason glanced at the rooster in the main hall, "Alright."
He took out the abacus , calculated for a while, and reported a number, "Eight thousand dollars!"
This is a real surprise, Fang Dou said immediately, "This is much cheaper than the price quoted by the dental office!"
Stonemason Peng explained, "If you want to replace the slabs, it will be at least twice as expensive."
The slabs have to be dismantled from the mountains, and a lot of manual digging is required, which is expensive.
Peng Mason looked at the collapsed south side hall again, "Little master, does the south side hall need to be rebuilt?"
Fang Dou had a headache when he mentioned this, " I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money, right?"
"It's roughly built, and it doesn't take much!"
Peng Mason took Fang Dou and walked to the door of the south side hall, pointing to The bricks and rubble inside, along with the pillars and beams that fell to the ground.
"The wood is ready-made. I checked it, and it is not rotten, so it can continue to be used."
"The stone and bricks need to be replenished by 30%, and the rest can be used! "
Peng Shiqiang calculated for a moment and reported the number, "Master, 50,000 yuan, the north and south side halls, all for you!"
Fang Dou was moved when he heard it. , but after calculating the money on his body, he found that even the broken silver and the copper coins could make up this number in front of him.
But the account is not calculated like this. Repairing the north and south halls is not a one-shot deal. The doors, windows and furniture have to be built by carpenters. All kinds of bits and pieces are added up, and at least ten-twenty thousand money.
“Master Peng, do you accept gold?”
Fang Dou was so worried that he could not eat.
Peng Shijiang thought to himself, this Little Monk is quite wide, even gold, "I accept it, why not accept it?"
"That's good!"
Fang Dou said politely, "It's getting late, let's have dinner first!"
He only prepared his own dinner, and now he needs to steam some rice to entertain Peng Mason and a group of disciples.
"Don't bother Master, we brought food and pots and pans!"
Stonecarver Peng was quite content, pointing to the seven or eight disciplines behind him, "My disciplines are all big ones. Du Han, the food in your temple is not enough for them to eat!"
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Before the bonfire, Peng Mason and a group of disciples fell into a sluggish state.
In front of Fang Dou, there are ten catties of rice, which looks like a pile of rice, plus pickles and salt beans, which can block his two.
A group of masons thought they could eat it, but now it seems that they are far inferior to this Little Monk.
"What are you doing, eating!"
Stoneman Peng blew his beard and stared at him, disgusting the discipline and embarrassing himself.
He works hard, and his cognition is very simple. The more he eats, the greater his strength.
Peng Shijiang had previously boasted about Haikou, saying that his discipline was a man with a big belly, but now seeing Fang Dou's appetite, it pales in comparison.
The disciples didn't dare to contradict the Master, they ate with their heads down, and looked at Fang Dou enviously.
Fang Dou eats pure white rice with good taste and nutrition, while Peng Mason and the disciples eat multigrain rice.
Masons are considered a high-income group, but they can't afford refined rice, so they need to mix grains, and real brown rice only accounts for less than 30%.
"If it's all white rice, I can eat so much!"
The disciples muttered, bowing their heads and pulling mixed grain rice.
Surprisingly, Fang Dou ate it all, not a grain of rice was left.
After the meal, the masons took out drinking water and drank to their full extent.
This is also the norm. If there is not enough food, water is needed!
Fang Dou washed seven or eight large white pears with water as the after-dinner treat.
The big white pears in autumn are big, juicy and sweet. It is a package of sugar water in your mouth, which is simply a Supreme enjoyment.
The usual brawny man is enough to eat four or five on an empty stomach, but Fang Dou can still eat one bite after eating ten pounds of rice and side dishes.
"Master Peng, and other masters, the pears are in the corner of the main hall, wash and eat them yourself!"
The big white pears were bought from the city, because Fang Dou saw that the offering table was empty , I want to buy some back to enshrine the statues.
didn't expect, the big white pears are sweet and cheap, three for a penny, so I simply bought ten catties.
Peng Mason's scalp was numb, and he repeatedly refused, "No need."
Where can I eat?
A young discipline with fluffy lips leaned over and reminded in a low voice, "Master, didn't you say that the master gave you food, can't you refuse?"
"Just You talk too much!"
Stone carver Peng is an old-fashioned person, and he is the most disciplined, "Go and wash it for me... half!"
Other disciplines also said, "Me too I want half", "Third Brother and I split half".
A moment later, in front of the broken temple gate, a group of masons divided the big white pears. At this time, there was no taboo.
"Little Monk must have come out of the big temple, too particular!"
In addition to eating fruit after meals, Fang Dou boiled a pot of boiling water and took a bath before going to bed.
At this time, how could ordinary people be so particular about firewood and how expensive it is, and boiled water for drinking, who would be willing to use it for bathing.
Only large families have this habit.
Peng Shijiang didn't sleep well all night with many guesses.
Waking up early in the morning, Fang Dou came to say hello, "Master Peng, good morning, it's breakfast!"
"What, breakfast?"
Peng The mason looked at the sun and said, "It's too early!"
They usually only eat two meals, to be precise, breakfast, lunch and dinner.
Breakfast and lunch together, certainly not too early.
"It's not early!"
Fang Dou prepared a large pot of steaming rice porridge, served with Cai Bo's famous pickles.
"many thanks, little master, hurry up and work after eating!"
Peng Shijiang sighed in his heart that he hadn't eaten white rice porridge for many years, and it tasted especially sweet in his mouth.
A group of masons first repaired the north side hall, took out various tools, and corrected the convex wall.
Peng Mason looked at the wall, and the more he looked, the more strange it became. If the ruined temple is close to the mountain, it is not uncommon for a wild beast to strike occasionally and smash the outer wall.
The strange thing is that this stone wall is half a meter thick, and it is made of solid stone. How can a wild beast knock out such a big pit all at once.
Moreover, the shape of the pit is from the inside to the outside, is it possible that the wild beast broke into the side hall?
Peng Shijiang thought of this, looked towards Fang Dou, and became awe-inspiring, thinking of Fang Dou's appetite.
This Little Monk is not simple!
(end of this chapter)