Liu Qing gasped, but did not speak. After Baozi Xishi finished speaking, he patted Baozi Xishi's cheek with one hand, and said with a grin: "The boy surnamed Ji dares to break ground on Taisui's head. Next time I see him, don't even think about getting out of bed in three months!"

Baozi Xishi was overjoyed, thinking that this matter would be revealed, but he didn't expect to hear a tearing sound, and his chest was cold. Liu Qing had torn her collar off and pressed her on the bed with one hand.

"But it's one thing to be surnamed Ji, and it's another thing to make me a joke among brothers. Xiufen, have I been so kind to you all these years that you think Lao Tzu is a vegetarian?" Squinting, before Baozi Xishi could speak, he slapped her other intact face again.

Soon, Baozi Xishi's cheeks were swollen and swollen. But she didn't care about it at all, she just stared at Liu Qing who climbed onto the bed in horror.

Where is this bed, Dunlon, it's clearly torture!

"Brother Qing, Brother Qing, please forgive me, I won't dare next time..." She shook her head in fright, and kept shrinking back. But the bed is so big, where can she shrink?

Soon, Liu Qing's heavy body pressed down on her, and there was a sound of cloth tearing in the room.

A tear slipped from the corner of Baozi Xishi's eyes, and it wasn't until the sudden pain came from her body that her mindless eyes gradually showed a look of resentment.

...

Ji Wei, who was squatting on the ground to measure, sneezed, and Liu Yimian, who was helping out, looked at him worriedly, "Brother Ji, could it be heatstroke?"

The sun is shining, he has been running around and working hard, and he has not rested well. In case of heatstroke——

Liu Yimian pressed the drawing under a stone, got up and said, "I'll go and cook some mung bean soup. I'll use well water for a while, and you can drink it after you've been busy for a while."

Ji Wei just wanted to say that he didn't have a heat stroke, no need to trouble, Liu Yimian had already run into the house, and squatted in front of the stove to make a fire efficiently.

Since a few days ago, he went to South Street to buy the Four Treasures of the Study Room and brought back The Analects of Confucius and the Book of Songs, so that he could read more books when he was free, and Liu Yimian's eyes had obviously changed. If it was said that there was still a bit of fear and cowardice before, after that, there was only gratitude left, and the appearance of wanting to be a cow and a horse for Ji Wei, every time he saw it, Ji Wei couldn't help sighing in his heart.

What a sin, that is, a half-year-old. I should have been pampered by my family and studied obediently in middle school. Why would I need to carry water and chop wood and endure these inhuman tortures?

He just wanted to be nice to Liu Yimian, and to make up for the many injuries the original owner had done to this young man, but he didn't want him to recognize himself as a benefactor and write off the past.

Ji Wei shook his head, feeling a little pity in his heart.

But soon he gathered his thoughts, measured the distance, and used stones to draw square lines on the flat ground. Next, stir the boiled glutinous rice juice and lime, pour a layer of lime mud on the flat ground, wait for it to dry, and then fix the blue bricks layer by layer.

At a distance of about two feet from the ground, Ji Wei used the wooden squares that were split from the beams brought back from Zhang's house to build a shelf, and then laid the boards, bricks, and lime mud in turn.

Finally, the arched shape was built with clay, sand and straw, and a one-foot-square opening was left in the middle. It took nearly two hours to complete the bakery.

Ji Wei, who was so tired and sweating, slumped on the ground, staring at the freshly baked bread kiln in front of him, thinking in his heart that this was the most fulfilling thing he had done in about 31 years. one.

His unfinished road to West Point in his last life will be reopened in this bakery. This is a brand new world. Maybe he will become the founder of a generation in this world and pass on the concept of West Point to the people here?

As long as he thinks of this, Ji Wei can't help but get excited. This was his pursuit in his previous life, and it seemed destined to be his lifelong pursuit in this life.

Ji Wei slowly fell to the ground, staring at the sky dyed red by the sunset, his chest was beating wildly, and his eardrums could clearly feel the excitement from the inside out, which made his whole body heat up.

so good.

Ji Wei couldn't help but laugh.

His laughter alarmed Liu Yimian, who was cooking in the house. He trotted out, saw Ji Wei falling to the ground, and quickly stepped forward to help him.

Ji Wei grabbed Liu Yimian's palm lightly, and climbed up from the ground, letting the boy pat the dust on his body, and stretched comfortably.

"Mianmian, is there any pork belly left at home?" Ji Wei remembered that he bought three catties of rib meat and a catty of pork belly the day before yesterday, and he probably didn't finish it.

Liu Yimian nodded, "Do you want to fry the meat tonight?" I just bought some potatoes and peppers to fry the pork belly. It's the best to be fragrant and full.

"Go and take it out, and I'll make you something good to eat."

Seeing Ji Weiyi's mysterious appearance, Liu Yimian thought of the superb skills he had shown in the past few days. Pull up the pork strips.

He brought the cold mung bean soup to Ji Wei. The mung bean soup was sprinkled with rock sugar, and it was refreshing and cool with a hint of sweetness, which was very refreshing to quench thirst.

Ji Weiyi drank it all at once, wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and thanked the boy standing beside him contentedly. Seeing the boy's blushing face and a cramped look where he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Mianmian, Mianmian, why are you so cute." Ji Wei rubbed Liu Yimian's head lovingly, pinched his cheek, and said with a little distress, "I'm a little thin, I have to make up for it."

Liu Yimian blushed and followed Ji Wei into the kitchen hand in hand.

Ji Wei saw that the pot on the stove had been cleaned up, and praised Liu Yimian, "But wait a minute, I don't need this pot, let's try the bread kiln I just set up."

The shape of that thing is weird, even after listening to Ji Wei's introduction, Liu Yimian still doesn't know how to use it. Hearing that he would use it in a while, Liu Yimian was a little excited.