Indoor, sandalwood is rising and tea fragrance is filled with fragrance.

Thinking that he was just coming to wait for him, Chen Yuan didn't think much about it, and then sat down and said, "Brother Qin deliberately waited here, but is there something wrong?"

"I'm not hiding it from my brother, there's something wrong. Do you still remember that Brother Yu went to see your cement kiln a few days ago?"

"Well, remember, why, something went wrong?"

It was not long, and Chen Yuan still remembered the situation at that time to this day.

At that time, the old brother Qin Min also said openly that he wanted to try it and try to replace the old-fashioned cement with it.

From his personal point of view, he is actually happy to see this change. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't explain it so carefully and would almost answer questions.

At this time, Li Er no longer thought about the trivial matters and said seriously: "There is some problems. To be honest, this new cement was fired, and the effect is indeed better, that is, the kiln was burned out."

"The kiln is burnt out?" Chen Yuan was stunned for a moment and soon laughed: "Brother Qin said that the bricks on the inner wall of the kiln have been burnt out, right?"

Don't think that bricks are burned.

In fact, bricks also have fire resistance limits, and when the temperature is too high, the same is true for the same.

Just like volcanic rocks, before they become volcanic rocks, they are often magma.

Li Er sighed: "It should be true. It's the same brick. It's good to burn the kiln from Brother Wei. The one that I made by Brother Yu has a pothole, and it's terrible."

Chen Yuan nodded: "That should be the problem of bricks. It is also bricks, because of different soil composition and different firing processes, the ability to withstand flame temperature is also different.

Brother Qin still remembers my small brick kiln, and it is not to be hiding it. The ones fired at that time were not ordinary bricks, but refractory bricks.”

“Refractory brick?”

Li Er still remembers Chen Yuan’s small brick kiln. It was that time when he learned how to burn coal and became the most treasure.

On the contrary, it was bricks. I didn’t pay attention to them at that time and didn’t like them. After all, the brick burning process was available very early and it was not a new thing.

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "Yes, refractory bricks, refractory bricks, as the name suggests, have higher refractory resistance. At that time, bricks were burned to build cement kilns."

Li Er understands.

Feelings are simply a set of things. Burning bricks is to build a cement kiln to prevent the kiln from being burned when firing cement at high temperatures.

In other words, I actually went to boil cement from the beginning.

Then he said with great enthusiasm: "Then, can you give me some advice on the firing of this refractory brick?"

"It's all right." Chen Yuan laughed and immediately talked about the firing method of refractory bricks.

One is used by him, and there are several others. Because of the lack of materials, he has never used them, so Li Er needs to verify them personally.

It was all this that Li Er, who found a treasure, hurriedly said goodbye and ran away.

Changle breathed a sigh of relief, but was a little helpless, and sighed quietly: "Brother Chen really has a problem with Changle!"

Yongjia is alive again now, and then sighed: "So do you want it or do you want it?"

"Of course, aunt, don't worry about ignoring me. Brother Chen's secret, I know earlier than you. Aunt will definitely eat a lot of good things these days."

Changle laughed.

There was no outsider around and blinking, Yongjia also smiled: "Then tell me, what do you know?"

"I know everything. I promised Brother Chen that he would keep the secret for him." Changle smiled, a little proud.

But in fact, she didn't know anything.

The only thing she knew was that Chen Yuan had a secret, and that secret could not be told, otherwise she might never see Chen Yuan again.

Yongjia sneered.

You also know, what do you little girl know?

Maybe you do know a little, but I definitely don’t have as much as your aunt!

My aunt, I have even seen my future parents-in-law in advance, and I have eaten roast duck!

The more you think about it, the more proud you are.

At this time, Chen Yuan smiled and said, "Okay, don't pay attention to your aunt. She is so stingy. I said I didn't bring anything. I'll get you some fruit. She's not happy."

"Go, are you unhappy? Tell you, I don't know how happy it is!"

"Changle, don't listen to him. My aunt is happy about this. Isn't your mother good? If you look back and take some back, it's all good things, and your family may not have one."

Yongjia laughed and scolded, punched Chen Yuan on the spot, and then encouraged him to make trouble.

"But, I have asked someone to prepare the salted fish!" Changle looked at Yongjia, smiling.

In fact, she didn't understand why her aunt had to suggest this, but she knew that the reason behind this was by no means simple.

Yongjia didn't expect that this seemingly soft little girl would be so weird.

After a while, he said deflatedly: "Then you are really your parents' good daughter..."

Two meanings.

A layer of literal things clearly have good things, so it would be fine if you don’t take them back and respect them, but you can use cured meat and salted fish to make excuses. OK!

A hidden layer of hidden things, your father is insidious and ignorant, and your mother is not a good person. You have perfectly inherited their advantages and are not a good person, good!

Changle's expression was normal, as if he hadn't heard anything, and he smiled: "Thank you for your praise. If my parents knew that my aunt said this, they would definitely be very happy."

"Is that so? But why do I sound like I'm scaring me?" Yongjia laughed.

Changle smiled and said, "No, aunt, you're thinking too much."

After saying that, he chatted for a while, then got up and went out to arrange lunch.

As a result, before lunch came, the fruit and nuts brought as gifts were brought first.

Chen Yuan was speechless: "What are you doing with these? This is specially brought to you."

"I know, but I'm afraid there's no such good thing in the entire Chang'an City."

Changle knelt across from the other side, chuckled when he heard this, and then peeled a snow-white longan and put it in front of Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan tilted his head and looked at it for a while, smiled, picked it up, and sent it back to Changle's mouth: "Ah--"

“??”

"?What?, bite!"

"oh……"

Changle blinked, his little face turned slightly red, but he still opened his mouth and took a bite.

Chen Yuan held his cheek with one hand and smiled: "Is it sweet?"
Chapter completed!