Volume 5 Chapter 22 (1/2)

The pavilions near the river in Donggang Town are the most suitable for living in summer and autumn.

Especially in summer, the river wind is cool. Just open the front and back windows, the summer will be over half of the time. Just a few steps away from the bank, you will feel much hotter than the river.

In winter, the riverside pavilions are humid, but very cold. Compared with other places, they are more prone to rheumatism and cold legs.

But Zhu Siye's view of this small building is really ingenious. At the front of the window near the river, there are several good-looking furnaces stacked with gravel of several colors, covered by a few inverted lotus leaf like bronze covers, and several bronze chimneys are embedded in the wood wall. Walking between the walls, the surface is all engraved with poems, just like pieces of bronze inscriptions embedded in a wall.

Both sides of the bronze chimney are inlaid with non dyed iron wood. In winter, these furnaces can not only be used to cook tea, warm wine, melt ink, and smoke walk along these chimneys. That's the best fireplace. When the river is snowing, the inside must be warm as spring.

Songzhu Pavilion is the innermost wing on the west side of the second floor of this small building. The windows facing three directions can be opened. When the wind is clear and the sun is beautiful, the three windows can be opened, and the scenery of a river can be poured into the whole wing room.

There are exquisite stairs leading to the attic above.

In addition to its low height, the attic is very spacious and can stack many things, and there is a small terrace outside an open window.

Near sunrise, Lin Xi opened his eyes on the bed of this wing room.

After washing with water from the stone jar in the room, he looked at a stove in the window near the river.

There is a big pot on the stove with a little red carbon fire.

When Lin Xi opened the jar, a thick fragrance suddenly filled the room.

Several plump black brown sea cucumbers are churning in the thick soup, and there are still big meat, some roots and so on.

It's estimated that this jar of things, together with soup, has a weight of at least ten jin.

”It's like a pot of Buddha jumping over the wall.”

Looking at this jar, Lin Xi said to himself with his mouth slightly cocked up. He picked up a pair of chopsticks that had been put aside for a long time, and took a fat sea cucumber and tried to eat it.

After feeling a delicious and plump feeling melt away from his mouth, Lin Xi's face was even more proud. After eating all the remaining sea cucumbers, he went to the attic and began to pose one after another.

After half an hour's work, the sky was already bright, and the whole body was soaked with sweat, Lin Xi stopped, went down to the attic, started bowl after bowl, and began to eat the things in the big pot.

If ordinary people see it, they will be stunned.

Because there are more than ten jin of things in the big tile jar, Lin Xi has eaten all of them.

Lin Xi was sweating and hot again after eating. After washing with warm water, Lin Xi patted his belly and burped. He opened the big wooden box in the attic and took out some kits Xu Shengmo gave him. They were specially used to whet and control the body balance. If there were a lot of thick armour with irregular flow of mercury in it, and each of them Plant heavy loads.

After washing the big pots and putting on the green silk shirt, Lin Xi opened the door and walked out of the Songzhu Pavilion.

The snow-white old man of Mo surname has swept on the platform in front of the small building. When he saw Lin Xi coming down, he nodded to Lin Xi and held the elder's ceremony, saying, ”I have donated the three thousand silver Liang to the school in the town.”

Lin Xi replied, ”those who come out of here in the future will surely remember the kindness of the old man.”

”I'm old, and I didn't do a good job in reading when I was young. I didn't even get a little credit. I didn't succeed in doing business, only in doing business. I rely on adults. Even if I leave some false names in the future, they will be given by adults.” The old man shook his head, as if he was too shy to talk about anything more, just to sweep.

Although he didn't talk much yesterday, Lin Xi saw the pedantry and stubbornness of the real scholars in the world from the old man, and the old man also saw the indifference and the spirit of staying in the pine and bamboo building from Lin Xi's eyes.

So today, hearing the words of the old man and seeing the words and deeds at this time, Lin Xi had no accident. After a smile, he left the building.

Outside the Langfang at the gate of the small building, Wang Ping has been making umbrellas early.

After waving to keep Wang Ping busy, Lin Xi saw that the bamboo umbrella in Wang's hand had finished the skeleton and started to paste the umbrella.

Because the oil paper umbrella in the world was also new to Linxi in Lulin town at that time, and although there were no umbrella making in Donggang Town and the two nearby towns, there was a special umbrella making ”Ruoshui hall” in Lulin town where Linxi was before. Linxi also looked at two afternoons curiously and knew some of the processes.

So at the moment, Lin Xi was curious and couldn't help but say, ”brother Wang, your umbrella is different from others' umbrella. Don't you need to scratch it?”