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"Five... five hundred thousand wall tiles! How much is that!" The dumbfounded village didn't calculate how much the money was for a long time.

Zhao Mubai beside him was also stunned!He estimated that Si Fan would give a big price, a very high price and a very large quantity, but he did not expect that there would be so many.

Si Fan laughed.

"I think the price is very fair, and... these wall tiles are to be transported to Dubai. The 500 yuan I need is the CIF price, not the FOB price!" Si Fan explained again that the gap is very high. !It is even more important to include transportation costs.

Even so, this is a lot of money!

The profit made Zhao Mubai wonder what Si Fan meant.

Who knows that Si Fan smiled: "I have given you such a large profit for a reason. I hope to surpass the quality of every brick in the whole construction process. Every brick is guaranteed to be maintained in history. Appreciation."

His few words reveal his ambition.

Only works of art will appreciate with history, Si Fan’s pursuit is works of art.

Even at the most expensive price, they have to turn some of their special buildings into works of art.

For example, in the two houses this time, the house of Prince Ahmed of Ajman must reach the level of the palace.

As the crown prince, Prince Haman has to be promoted by half.Wireless is close to the palace.

The difference may only be explored by historians, and Si Fan has so many requirements anyway.

The old village chief can no longer speak.I just used my fingers to calculate how much money I want to order.

As for what real estate development!Go to hell!Anyway, the land that should be sold is already sold out, and the location of this kiln factory can't sell anything!

This is the real money maker!It’s just a deal...several...

Anyway, the old village head couldn't be counted as coming.But he grabbed Si Fan's hand.

"You must never leave. Zhaojiagou has never been in the habit of neglecting distinguished guests. You must finish your meal before leaving!"

Zhao Mubai who was in the narration was dumbfounded.

He looked at the city bricks in front of him, then at the brick kiln behind him, and gritted his teeth for the last time: "Boss Xiaosi! You must wait for me for a while. I'll go find the secret record of city brick burning in our clan!"

Zhao Mubai casually threw the extra delicate-looking wall tiles he was holding onto the ground.Stepped away and quickly ran to his room.

This guy is a guy who can burn bricks and is fascinated. His love for stones goes deep into his bones, otherwise he won't stick to it until Si Fan appears.

Si Fan squatted down silently, holding the abandoned wall brick in his hand!

The feeling of holding this brick in your hand is suddenly different.

Unlike porcelain, it is a masonry-like material, very delicate. It seems that it can catch up with pottery, but it is masonry.

With just such a brick, Si Fan believed that Zhao Mubai had found a new way.

Seeing Zhao Mubai's gradual departure, Si Fan could only ask the old village chief: "Zhao Mubai hasn't given up on developing new wall tiles all these years, right?"

He asked.

The old village chief across from him said proudly: "When he has money every month, he always tries to open a kiln and burn it once every month! Then he will save money and wait for the next month!"

"I have eaten a lot of bitterness over the years! And all the things he burns are not satisfied with the habits of the year. Spread these wall tiles on the ground."

"If you look carefully, then the wall tiles in the front yard are defective products that Zhao Mubai has burned for so many years!" He led Si Fan to carefully follow Zhao Mubai's paved ground.

really.Most of the old wall tiles on the ground are before the Republic of China.At that time, it was just when they were prospering. The Old Summer Palace, known as the Garden of Ten Thousand Gardens, probably had bricks and tiles made by these ancestors!

The original prosperity was completely abolished in the Republic of China.

Until now, no one built the wall at all.

Those recently rebuilt are cheating stuff made of reinforced concrete, just to cheat the ticket money.

It sounds like a joke.

Si Fan gently touched the masonry on the ground, feeling the concentration of the craftsman at that time.

I also admire him very much, if there were no such sages!There is nothing to be proud of in this country.

"This was the result of so many craftsmen's hard work day and night!" Si Fan exclaimed.

The hand gently brushed the wall tiles.

It was written on the 8th of August, the seventh year of Hongwu, that it was Gao Heng, the secretary of the Yichun County, the chief commissioner of Yuanzhou Prefecture, Chen Tingyu, and the craftsman Zhao Deshan.

This was the brick that Si Fan saw the most exciting to him.

The other wall tiles put the inscription at the bottom so that no one can see it.There is only such a piece that can be seen in broad daylight.

It's just that the old village chief's face is a bit ugly, looking at this brick wall, he seems to want Si Fan to leave quickly.

The bricks here are different from those ordered by Si Fan.The city bricks here are all under the unified regulations of the eight classics, and they are all relatively small.The length is about 40 cm, the width is 19 cm, and the height is 1.5 cm!Hard texture!

In order to pursue a little beauty, Sifan’s custom-made city bricks use larger materials.

Although this choice is not exactly the same as the ancient buildings of the year.But it will be more beautiful.

After all, this is a new construction.It is not a complete copy.

Si Fan just looked at the wall tiles curiously, but after the village chief was silent, he couldn't help sighing.

"Oh! These are all warnings from the past. This is the warning that our Zhaojiacun exchanged with blood lessons!"

With some tears, he bowed down in front of this brick, and respectfully knocked his head three times.

"This is how our ancestors used their lives to warn our descendants that we must work carefully and carefully, and there should be no mistakes! Because our brilliance is cast by the blood of our ancestors."

Only then did the old village chief tell the bloody history of the wall tiles.

"Back then, we fired the Shencemencheng bricks from the Hongwu period in Zhaojiagou. Each brick was required to be knocked on each other three times! If there is no crack or obvious damage, it will be considered qualified. If one fails, it will be sent back again. Burn it, if it fails to burn it twice in a row!"

"Kill without mercy!"

The village chief said in a cold voice, with a bit of grief and anger.

"The ancestors of the year studied the craftsmanship of firing day and night in order to make breakthroughs in firing technology! Only in this way did we have the opportunity to fire the magic gate at that time."

"At that time, our Zhaojiagou had no reputation at all. Those ancestors were not so skilled in the past. In order to make suitable wall tiles, we can only fire more! Choose suitable city tiles from them."

"At that time, we burned one hundred thousand city bricks in Zhaojiagou. At the end, we still lacked three thousand city bricks, and this ancestor was the village chief of Zhaojiagou."

"At the last moment, he put all his burnt parts into the bricks for inspection!"

"The villagers of Zhaojiagou, however, burned desperately during this time, and finally collected 100,000 city bricks when they were finally investigated."

"At that time! Zhaojiagou saved the opportunity to burn the city bricks! The village chief delayed the military aircraft first to show the public because of the burning mistakes!"

"Here! This is the place where the sentence was executed."