Originally quite a handsome young man, yet his skin was baked red by the brick kiln.
However, he didn't complain at all, wasn't the least bit delicate. Compared to the workers firing bricks, he seemed even more like a brick maker.
Once Tang Peixiao's brick-firing technique met the standard, he became a master, specifically teaching others how to fire bricks, make brick blocks, and dry bricks.
And Tang Tuo was also clever. Under his father's guidance, he quickly mastered the craft and started teaching everyone the same.
There were many kilns, and the father and son each managed three. Everything was organized and orderly.
The people from the Deserted Mountain worked diligently, coupled with soldiers occasionally coming to fire bricks; everyone's efficiency was quite high.
Now they were using the cement Pei Shu'er had provided. She knew that she couldn't offer it anymore, so she needed to lead people to search, to see if they could find another more suitable adhesive.
