Time: 2009-4-23:47:27 Words: 1534
Zhiyuan remembered that he was working in the mud pond, so he should go to the brick kiln. He was searching for his cousin, and his cousin was looking for him." Let's go."”His cousin said as he led him into the dark cave. The workers who worked together in the mud pond also came here one after another. The entrance of the kiln was shaped like a fan, similar to the shape of the bridge hole on the river in front of his hometown village. However, the entrance of the kiln was much narrower than the bridge hole. Zhiyuan followed his cousin and walked for a while under the bright light in front of them. The inside was connected to the electric light, otherwise they could not work. The inside of the kiln was a circular passage, which was also the passage and venue for circulating bricks. The shape of the inside and the outside were the same. The interior of the brick kiln was now very clean. They were just waiting to transport the bricks in and stack them up for firing. The space inside the kiln was four to five meters wide, and the arched roof was more than two meters high. It was a circular space that ran through the interior of the kiln. There were a few unfamiliar figures swaying in front of them under the flickering lights. Zhiyuan and his cousin walked in to take a look. They didn't recognize them. They should be the kiln master hired by Yang Wu. Weren't they going to install the kiln and light the fire to burn the bricks?
Zhiyuan saw them arranging the bricks horizontally and diagonally on the ground in neat rows, stacking them up in a crisscrossed and symmetrical manner, and then continuing to stack them backward, like the shape of a terrace, and so on. They called this method of work a stacking kiln, which was to stack the bricks waiting to be baked in the kiln. This also required experience and physical strength. If the stacking was not good, it would be reversed, and the stacking would cause the bricks to collapse. The direct result of the stacking would form a large block in the kiln, resulting in a ceasefire. Zhiyuan curiously looked at the pattern and steps of their stacking. He had the urge to give it a try. Although he did not like the work of the brick kiln, he liked to challenge the difficult operation skills. He thought that he was very smart and understood things with a little bit. In fact, he saw that the work of stacking the bricks in the kiln was not tiring. It was much faster to stack the bricks one by one than to load the cart in the mud pond.
Seeing that Zhiyuan couldn't hold it in, his cousin said to Zhiyuan,""Can you do this job? If you can do this job, then do it. If you don't build the kiln, you have to go here to pull the bricks. You can't pull the bricks either. You can pull seven or eight hundred catties at a time.”Zhiyuan pursed his lips in surprise and quickly said,""I'm a kylin." Zhiyuan wanted to snatch the good work he thought first because he was afraid that someone would snatch it for him. Hei Zi said,"You're so anxious to snatch a bear, Zhiyuan. Who do you think is doing that kind of work? You think it's good now? Just wait and see! You'll suffer in the future.”Zhiyuan did not understand what Hei Zi meant, but his cousin should know. He wanted to ask his cousin what he meant. Zhiyuan looked at his cousin, who was bending over to tie his shoelaces."Forget it, what's the point of asking? It must be because Blackie is jealous of me. I can't help it, I can't pull a big cart.”Zhiyuan misunderstood Hei Zi. Hei Zi had long known how to assemble the kiln, but Hei Zi was as stupid as a bear. He was not used to the flexibility of assembling the kiln. He liked to load a big cart, which was more worry-free. After the cart left, he sat down and waited for the cart to come. Assembling the kiln was very cumbersome and he had to adjust the angle and direction of the bricks. Hei Zi did not like flexible labor, saying that he was afraid of wasting his already limited brain. Zhiyuan, on the other hand, felt that he had an inexhaustible amount of strength in his body. There were too many thoughts in his mind that he wanted to release. He wanted to release them in different environments in various ways. After more than a month of hard training, Zhiyuan had strong muscles. Although he could not compare to Hei Zi's strength, his willpower was also a kind of strength to make up for his own shortcomings. He was determined not to be crushed by any difficulties. After all, the most difficult days had passed, or rather, he had endured it. If he retreated now, all his hard work and confidence would go down the drain. However, he was still thinking about what Blackie had just said. What did Blackie mean by that?
The master who had been invited had already explained a lot of things to take note of and demonstrated on the spot how to code a few batches. Each batch was a row. It was time to find a replacement. The masters still had to go to the top of the kiln to throw the smoke hole. His cousin asked Zhiyuan to go first. Zhiyuan was not a coward. He rolled up his sleeves and came to the front. When he came to the front, Zhiyuan took a look. Oh my god, he muttered. Just now, when he saw others stacking the kiln, he felt that it was fun and relaxed. He saw that the piles of bricks in front of him were more than two meters high. There were even and regular gaps between the bricks, which were the channels for combustion and air circulation. Each row gradually piled higher, and then retreated and replenished. The kiln master left, and the brothers in the mud pond followed him out. They were going to carry the coal to the top of the kiln, leaving only Zhiyuan and his cousin at the scene.
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