Infrastructure Craze (BL) (Full English Translation)

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Zhuang Yu: "..."

The people of the Ghost Willow Tribe were also very puzzled. Weren't they just playing with sand? Mixing different sands together, what's the use?

Zhuang Yu said, "What we're making now is called cement, used for making stoves. And the stove is a tool for burning coal mines that the Stone Skin Tribe will bring back soon. The coal mine is our new firewood... Anyway, with these, our Crimson Great City will no longer lack firewood."

The Ghost Willow Tribe didn't quite understand, because they didn't know what stoves and coal mines were, but at least they understood one thing: with these, they would never be afraid of running out of firewood again.

A simple sentence might not mean much to others, but for people who had spent their lives in the desert, its significance was completely different.

They could go to great lengths to find firewood, it was no simpler than hunting in the desert.

But the Prince just said their difficulties were now resolved.

His eyes looked at the mixed mud and sand in front of him, seeming to become somewhat sacred.
Zhuang Yu knew that whatever he said would be unknown to them, so he decided to take advantage of the fact that the cement hadn't dried out in the sun and started working.

One by one, cylindrical mud embryos formed in Zhuang Yu's hands. He had a foundation in pottery, so it wasn't difficult. It was simple to leave a vent under the stove, and it was essential to make the vent before the cement dried out too hard to manipulate.
Zhuang Yu worked while teaching.

A group of little radishes also helped, getting their hands all muddy.

Even the small mushrooms were puckering their mouths, seriously making a special small stove.
The finished mud embryos were placed under the sun to dry. With such a strong sun, it wouldn't take long for the cement to solidify.

Actually, they could also take them to the lava lake to bake, but there wasn't much clay in the cement, unlike pottery, which was mostly made up of clay. Such cement would easily crack when baked by the lava lake.

Anyway, the sun was strong, and after a day or so of sun exposure, it would completely solidify, so there was no need to bother with moving them around.

Zhuang Yu and the Ghost Willow Tribe continuously made honeycomb coal stoves. Although the Ghost Willow Tribe still didn't quite understand what it was, they were serious about it, as if they were holding something extraordinary.

Zhuang Yu smiled and let them be. Soon enough, they would naturally understand its use.

One by one, the stoves were placed under the sun, and more and more were added.

The Ghost Willow Tribe had quite a few people, so the speed of making stoves was not slow.

"Oh, why did this stove become so hard?" Suddenly, a little radish head exclaimed miraculously.

The little mushroom head ran over and poked with a stick, but it couldn't move it at all! It was sticking to its little hand just now.

The people of the Ghost Willow Tribe were also stunned. How did it become a solid mass? Wasn't it just roughly mixed a few times?

Zhuang Yu said, "Remember how we just mixed the cement, and if the clay in the ant nest runs out, come find me."

Although the ant nest was large, there would eventually be a time when it was used up. By then, he would use food to let the white ants move homes again.

They continued making stoves until night. While Zhuang Yu took a group of little radishes to bathe and wash off the dirty clay, the Ghost Willow Tribe continued to produce stoves tirelessly. With many people, their daily output was quite considerable.
Zhuang Yu washed the little radishes clean. Cement was not easy to wash off hands, so they soaked in the water for a long time.