Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

The messenger understood and nodded.

Xiang Liang continued: "Right now, there are still a few problems standing in front of the construction team of the school. There is still a distance from the first construction team in Xianyang, but it won't be long before they surpass them."

Xiang Liang adopted the tactical strategy of driving out bad money with good money, and established a good reputation in Xianyang and surrounding cities.

As a result, a large number of local construction teams that paddled water were squeezed out by Xiang Liang, leaving only the last three Xianyang construction teams that have taken root for generations and have a long history. Xiang Liang's team currently ranks fourth.

"If we want to enter the top three in the ranking, we must take the first step to overcome the new multi-storey residential buildings."

"It is difficult and expensive to complete with conventional old-fashioned riveting and embedding."

"We have no money."

Xiang Liang's gaze swept across the envoy of Chu, and the inmates from Chu who had escorted the two into Qin, their expressions were solemn.

Yes, compared to the Qin people who have been operating for generations, they are newcomers.

There is no nepotism, no money, and the wages earned from these few projects are barely enough to pay the workers under him, and there is still a little surplus for a few good meals.

They signed a contract with Yan Gongzi Ce to obtain the right to choose projects freely.

Profit and loss.

If you are not careful, you will go bankrupt.

Everyone is tense, work hard.

"Therefore, we must develop building materials that are cheaper and safer than wood, so that we can gain a big advantage in the competition with the top three construction teams."

"Our slogan is—"

The construction team who came to the meeting looked dignified and said in unison:

"The blue thread on the hard road, to enlighten the mountains and forests!"

"very good!"

Xiang Liang nodded and looked around, all of them were comrades in arms of Chu State who entrusted their trust unconditionally.

He suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment that he had never had in Chu State.

When he served in the army, although he was a major general who killed countless enemies and won several battles under the leadership of his father Xiang Yan, he was always under the aura of Xiang Yan in the eyes of his comrades.

Everyone saw his first impression.

Son of Xiang Yan, General Xiang Shao.

Sooner or later, he will break free from the shadow of Xiang Yan's halo and become Qin, no, the nations!

The largest and most reputable contractor!

Then, the scenery returned home and restored the country.

After an hour-long exchange of experience, everyone contributed their ideas, and all the cheap materials they could find were placed on the completed case.

Xiang Liang carefully screened the items, and finally settled on the cheap one.

"what is this?"

"Return to the general, this is the clay produced in Yongcheng of Qin State, which was burned into pieces by fire."

Clay is cheap, and transportation costs are low near Yongcheng.

Xiang Liang picked it up and smashed it hard twice, it was surprisingly firm.

If it is fired on a large scale into a block with the same size as the length, width and height... then it will be built in the same way as the Great Wall.

Maybe, it works.

"Make molds and fire the clay into equal sized pieces and firm with lime, give it a try!"

Chu people left their tents, making molds is not difficult, but what is rare is fire.

"Is it because the fire temperature is too low?"

"It's better to seal it up and burn it."

Xiang Liang proposed the model of the kiln. During the card games in the prison, he accidentally heard Yan Ce mention that a kiln should be built first for a building. The so-called kiln may be a closed furnace.

The crowd nodded.

It was almost an experiment and took a lot of time. Finally, a brick kiln with a high degree of completion was selected from several kilns.

The rest make bricks.

The fire temperature is too high or too low, it doesn't seem to work.

Time passed bit by bit, and Xiang Liang was a little disheartened by the countless failed operations.

After several days of useless work, the hard clay in Xiang Liang's hands seemed to be an accidental product and could not be copied.

Xiang Liang squatted near the brick kiln, with a white cloth for wiping sweat hanging around his neck like a worker, staring blankly at the burning fire.

"Have the bricks burned..."

Xiang Liang and the envoy stared at their products day and night in a daze. For a period of time, in order to create this brick and contract new projects, everyone lived and boarded by the brick kiln.

"brick……"