Chapter 1182: People Have Hope and Comrades

After lunch, the people from Kaiyuan County and the mountain people who came down took new tools to build roads.

Children helped carry soil and stones.

Feiqi Yulin put down his weapons and helped build a simple shack.

Li Feng led people to ask the people working in the county about the situation. How many people were in the family, how old were they, male or female.

Ask someone to record it, and take out the ink pads and ask people to press their fingerprints.

After being asked, the people quickly picked up tools to build the road and worked hard, more than ten times faster than before.

They used bamboo shovels to work in the past two days, and they could pick up more than half a load of soil at a time. However, they insisted on picking up a fifth of the soil.

Changed to a shovel, kicked it down at once, a shovel full, ten steps away from each other, and the shovel slid out steadily.

Tools belong to the people. If the people know where there are herbs and wild animals, they will pick them and hunt them.

After taking it back, the money is calculated directly, and the tools are bought and finally given to the people to take home.

Equivalent to the standing wood of Nanmen and the horse bones of Qianjin City, the people trust the officials and obtain benefits through their own efforts.

The mountain folk came with tools, which were not very good, but they were also replaced with good tools.

Even if it is lent to the mountain people, if the mountain people take it back, they need to repay it in installments without interest.

The tools purchased in bulk were still cheap, so the village owner asked to take them all and the village would repay them later.

In the afternoon, more people came to look for him, and some of the government servants who had left before returned home to report that they were very happy and were going to make a fortune.

People in the county spread the news and didn't know the situation of their families ahead of them, so they gathered together to make a meal and came.

Old men, old ladies, older children led their little ones, and women whose father and son were working at home all ran to the place where the road was being built.

We saw many horses and people, and the road construction scene was in full swing.

The men in the county are shirtless, and the women only wear a few small clothes on their upper body.

Yulin Feiqi is also shirtless, and the autumn in Guangzhou is also hot, even if the dog days are over.

They sawed the wood with two people and tied the mats with branches. The wood was erected and the mats were tied together. A shack appeared.

Isn’t it a shack for the Three Religions? It’s almost like a house.

After a section of road is repaired, are the shacks demolished? Then move forward? Usually they change locations a few miles away to save walking time.

Three or four Yulin Feiqi carried the fresh wood, so there was no chance of anyone being lazy.

Under normal circumstances, it takes two people to carry wood. If there are more people, there is a fear that one person will not be able to contribute.

The Yulin Flying Cavalry specializes in this. Everyone must work hard, otherwise the wood will not be able to carry it. The weight is designed like that.

No one will be lazy? Being lazy will harm your comrades.

Is the bark of the tree not thin? There are deep marks on the shoulders when it is pressed, which makes people feel pain when they look at it.

When handling wood and branches, the skin will be red and bulging if hit.

Yulin Feiqi's expressionless face? He's used to it.

They have scars left during training, don't they need Li Yi to remove them? Just keep them, it's not embarrassing.

Anyway, a person with scars is more intimidating than a person with tattoos.

Later, the people in the county saw another group of people wearing khaki official uniforms with clips in their hands writing and drawing.

"Dad? Why are you here? Is this the new county magistrate? Li Ming's Mansion, as well as the county magistrate, county captain, and clerk, are all from Lijiazhuangzi. Dad, please rest, I can't leave here."

A man waving a pickaxe stopped temporarily, touched the sweat on his face with his hand, greeted an old man among the people who came, and then swung the pickaxe again.

"It's not like we agreed to work but not to do our best-->>

Of? Will you be able to eat as much as you want? "The old man glared and told the plan directly.

"Old man Chen, don't scold me. You can't do it if you don't want to do it. The new official is from Lijiazhuangzi, Bashui, Chang'an. He will cook for you when he comes. Li Mingfu is good at baking pies."

A woman was helping to speak. She was right next to the man wielding the pickaxe.

This man is the old man's youngest son. He just got married this year and has no wife.

The woman was one year older than him, and she had previously dated a husband's family. The husband's family disliked her because she was poor, mainly because she was pretty and had rumors, so they didn't want her.

With this man, the two of them knew each other.

The old man is like a spirit, he understands it at a glance, and stares: "Why is the little clothes so small? Where can the heat go?"

"I know, Uncle Chen." The woman quickly took her coat and put it on.

"Go back and ask Sizi's mother to make you a small coat that fits you." The old man said again and looked at Li Feng.

"My daughter's clothes are small and her breasts are big. You old man still cares about it?" A woman in her fifties came next to her.

"Why are you talking about this?" The old man glared at him, but couldn't bear the murderous look in his eyes and spoke to Li Feng.

"Are you giving me wages?" The old man knew that he had no wages before.

"If you don't give it, Yan Jie and the others agreed to pay, so Zhang Gong's Shipping Department will not allocate the money. I, the Li Family Village, have money, but I can't spend it like this."

Li Feng shook his head and explained the matter clearly.

Then he said, "You need clothes and shoes to work. We will make two sets of clothes and two pairs of shoes. You need to eat to work, and you will have meat every meal."

"That's okay." The old man understood. He didn't give money directly, but gave benefits and rules.

"But." Li Feng also said, "We will pay for the approximate location of the beast and help in picking herbs."

Another villager who was the county magistrate followed and said, "Now we need straw curtains to block the gaps in the shacks to prevent mosquitoes from entering.

You go back and do it, and we will pay for it. When the road is completed, the curtain will be given to the workers. "

Including the workers, all understood, that is, they would not be paid for their work, but would be compensated from other places.

It was like weaving curtains for their own family, and the court would pay for it.

The old man moved his fingers, and he was ready to weave curtains.

By the way, he reminded, "I heard that the people of the Yan family were promoted. It is not easy for you to act in the county government, and the other people of the Yan family are here."

"My boss is a senior official who can discuss poetry and prose with the prime ministers. How could he care about your small county?" Li Feng was tough and gave the people confidence.

"Okay, okay." The old man was happy. Now he had a backer and the situation had changed.

They took out the food they brought and gave it to Li Feng and others, so that they could have a meal at night.

It was dark, and the people who came later went back and prepared to start making curtains for their own families to block mosquitoes tomorrow, and make money by the way.

Those who had eaten continued to work, saying that they would sleep until dawn when they were tired.

The children of the mountain people couldn't stand it, and they went to bed early after dinner.

Li Feng and others led a hundred Yulin flying cavalrymen to the county to collect the account books.

They believed that the account books were now in a mess, and many accounts were not even recorded.

The account books at this time were the most authentic. The people of the Yan family were probably promoted and were not afraid of others checking the accounts.

"Will it catch fire? A fire burned it, and the account books and the warehouse were burned together." A farmer thought of a possibility.

Afraid of people checking the accounts, they simply burned them, and there was no account to check, and the things in the warehouse were also burned.

Such things have happened in any era, especially those who manage grain, including methods such as replacing old rice with new rice.

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