Chapter 1663 Big Brother, Yes, Yes, Yes

Chapter 1663 Big brother, yes, yes, yes.

Ten o'clock in the morning.

The clouds are thick and the sky is very low, giving people a sense of oppression.

North of Oil City, Shuanghe Town.

On the G4 highway, two dilapidated medium-sized trucks were driving north. The bodies were modified and the truck bodies were raised to be flush with the front of the truck so that they could hold more things.

The two vehicles had shattered headlights and a bull bar installed on the front.

The window glass was broken, but a few iron poles were welded on.

It can't block the wind, but it can stop zombies.

There were about ten people standing on the carriages of the two vehicles, with shovels, sieves, shoulder poles, dung pans and other things placed at their feet.

As the vehicle jolts, the things inside the vehicle also sway and knock against each other, making sounds.

In the pickup truck in front, a man was sitting in the passenger seat

Put your legs on the driver's seat of the car.

He held a cigarette rolled in corn silk in his mouth, but he couldn't bear to smoke it, so he kept it in his mouth and put the cigarette in front of his nose to smell it from time to time.

The corn, corn cobs and corn produced at the Da Zhangshu Base can be used to make corn tortillas, the corn leaves and corn stalks wrapped in it can be used to feed pigs, and even the corn silk can be used to make shredded tobacco.

Nothing is wasted.

This kind of shredded tobacco made from corn silk smells like straw when smoked. It is very refreshing and can also treat rhinitis.

The land for planting is precious, and there is no space for growing tobacco. The first priority must be to ensure the cultivation of food.

The vehicle reached a bridge and stopped suddenly.

thump!

The vehicle suddenly stopped, causing the man sitting in the passenger seat to put his feet forward. He slid down on the seat and hit his head on the iron railing of the window.

The man grinned in pain, propped up his body with his hands, sat up, and hit the guilty-faced driver twice on the head.

"Stuttering, didn't I tell you how to drive? Slowly apply the brakes!"

"I'm really convinced!"

The man rubbed his head.

With a face full of embarrassment, he stuttered and said:

"Big brother, there's something wrong with the brake pads."

The man cursed: "If you have a fart problem, I won't have any problem driving it."

He looked at a man wearing a peaked cap in the back seat and said:

"Dapeng, drive the car down there."

Then he looked at Stutter and said, "Stutter, get off the bus with me."

After saying that, he opened the car door and got out of the car.

The dozen or so people on the truck skillfully threw the tools on the truck and jumped off the truck.

Each of them held carrying poles, dung pans, shovels and other tools in their hands and walked under the highway bridge.

Under this bridge is a dry river, and the riverbed is exposed after the river dries up.

The river sand inside is revealed, which is an excellent building material.

The drying up of rivers without rain for several months also has some benefits, that is, it becomes extremely easy to obtain river sand.

Boom boom boom——

After everyone on the truck got off, the two medium-sized trucks drove towards the field ridge next to the bridge.

Try to drive as close to the river as possible to save effort.

Dapeng drove the vehicle down from a relatively gentle place and arrived at the dry river bed.

The river bed is full of stones, river sand, and some garbage.

Dapeng held the steering wheel tightly and drove on the rugged river bed.

"Come over here." Sun Dali took the cigarette from his mouth and shouted towards the truck not far away.

Dapeng and the other two drove the car next to Sun Dali and stopped.

Those carrying the dung pans on their shoulder poles jumped off the bridge and began to dig sand and load the river sand onto the dung pans.

A man wearing a ragged leather jacket knelt down and rubbed the river sand, "Brother, the quality of this river sand is pretty good."

Sun Dali glanced at the sand on the river bed, picked up the shovel and dug several times without digging to the bottom, which meant that there was a lot of sand in the river.

"Not bad, at least it's enough for us to pretend for a few days."

The man in the leather jacket had messy hair, which was blown around by the wind. He pressed it down and continued to ask:

"Brother, if we can fill both of our cars, how many points can we earn?"

Sun Dali thought for a while and said:

"It's overloaded with 40 tons of sand anyway. After deducting the points required for fuel, I estimate that I can earn about 50 points."

"Well, the main reason is that fuel is too expensive. If we have points later, we can build an electric truck. When the charging electricity is cheaper, our costs will also come down."

"Oh." Coal Ball, who was wearing a leather jacket, nodded.

Sun Dali clapped his hands and shouted to everyone:

"Brothers, start working! We only have 6 hours."

Under his order, everyone began to get busy.

The greenhouse opened the crossbar of the truck body, removed the two wooden boards from the inside of the truck, and placed them on the river bed and the truck body to make it easier for them to carry sand on their backs and load it into the truck.

There are 26 of them in total, and the division of labor is very clear.

Some people are responsible for digging river sand with shovels, throwing the river sand onto the screen, and filtering out some stone garbage and other things.

Use a shovel to shovel the filtered river sand into the dung pan.

Some of them used shoulder poles to carry the dung baskets containing river sand, and carried the river sand to the truck bed for dumping.

Sun Dali climbed on the roof of the car, holding a telescope he had found from nowhere, with only one side of the telescope left, to alert the surroundings so that he could give everyone an early warning if zombies appeared.

After looking around and finding no zombies, he did not find any unusual movements.

He took out a box of matches from his bosom, struck a fire, and lit the corn silk cigarette he had been holding all the way.

This kind of cigarette has no filter.

He even rolled the whole cigarette himself, and bought the tobacco and rolled it himself.

The cigarette without a filter is particularly strong when smoked.

It gets high in a second.

Hiss——

Hu——

He took a puff of corn silk cigarette and was shocked.

The wind was a bit strong, the wind took half, and he took half.

This made him feel sorry for the cigarette, so he closed his hands to cover the cigarette butt and let it burn slower.

Slowly exhaling the smoke, his turbid eyes showed thinking.

Forty tons, earn 50 points, which will be divided equally among the 26 of them.

One person can earn about 2 points a day.

However, they solve the problem of eating by themselves, and each person needs to earn more than ten points a day for eating.

In general, it is still much more than working on the construction site, almost twice as much.

Not every team of survivors in the trading market can do this kind of work like them.

At least a whole car is needed, and at least five people are needed.

If one or two people come out to do this kind of work, they will be exhausted just by loading the sand and gravel into the car.

Ten tons of sand, only one or two people can do it, and their strength is limited.

If the car is not full, the fuel cost of running out will be quite a lot.

At that time, the fuel purchased with points will be more than the points they earn.

The gain does not outweigh the loss.

On the other hand, it is basically self-financing and the most important thing is that it is unsafe to load river sand with your own car.

If you encounter zombies, you have to solve them yourself and bear the risks yourself.

The trading market has been building a lot recently. In addition to the official transportation team sent by itself, it has also issued a call for survivors to help search and transport construction materials.

And according to the amount of river sand transported by the survivors, corresponding points will be given.

Give full play to the subjective initiative of the majority of survivors and use points to exchange for labor and construction materials.

Otherwise, the transportation team of Oil City alone could not meet the huge amount of construction materials needed on the construction site.

And Sun Dali and his team were just right.

About 20 people, two medium-sized trucks, overloaded and full, the points earned were not bad.

While thinking about earning points, Sun Dali smoked a corn silk cigarette in his hand.

When the cigarette was finished, he shouted to Dapeng:

"Dapeng, come up and watch."

Then he took over Dapeng's job of carrying sand.

Although he was the leader of this team, he did not use his privilege to not work.

On the contrary, he was the same as everyone else, he ate what his brothers ate.

He did what his brothers did, and he would not be lazy.

An hour later.

The people who screened the sand, the people who loaded the sand, and the people who carried the sand on the truck took turns.

Among these three tasks, the people who loaded the sand were the most tired and hardest.

After more than an hour of physical labor, they were sweating.

Some people even worked with their shirts bare.

Their endurance was very good, and they kept repeating for more than an hour.

Another hour passed.

It was twelve o'clock noon.

"Brother Li, it's twelve o'clock, how about we take a break?" asked a middle-aged man with gray hair.

The middle-aged man looked like he was in his forties, but his gray hair made it hard to tell his real age.

Sun Dali stuck the shovel in his hand into the sand and looked up at the truck.

One of the trucks could be filled with dozens of loads of sand.

Sun Dali wiped the sweat from his forehead and shouted to everyone:

"Brothers, take a break."

He shouted to the sentry on the roof:

"Xiao Li, come down and distribute cakes and water to everyone."

He looked at the stutterer next to him and said, "Stutter, you go up and take his place."

"Okay, okay, okay"

Sentineling is the easiest job, so it will basically be rotated every half an hour or an hour.

Sun Dali tried to be fair to avoid conflicts among everyone.

Many times, it is not the lack of wealth that is worrying, but the inequality.

Especially for people like them who are in a team, if they cannot be fair, it is easy to cause a lot of internal conflicts.

For a team, unity is the most important thing.

Sun Dali kept this in mind.

Xiao Li is the youngest in their team, just over 20 years old.

He jumped off the car flexibly, and then took down the plastic bucket filled with clean water and a large bag of grain cakes.

"Here."

"Uncle Liu, this is for you."

"Brother Ma, this is for you."

"Sister Wang, come."

Each person got a grain cake, and Xiao Li gave each of them a piece.

As for water, they poured it themselves.

They also had their own water containers, which they poured from the bucket into their own water cups.

They used various containers for water, including the Nongfu Spring plastic bottles that were very common before the end of the world, and Yibao, Wahaha, and Runtian used the most.

Some people used the military water bottles, which had a large capacity and were very convenient but a bit heavy.

Some people used thermos cups.

There were all kinds of them, and none of them was the same.

"Brother, this is for you." Xiao Li handed the multi-grain cake to Sun Dali.

Sun Dali was leaning on the bank of the dry river. The river was originally two meters deep. Sun Dali was leaning on the canal washed out by the river water.

He rubbed the sand off his hands and wiped the dust off his hands on his clothes.

He just took it and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Pour me some water."

Sun Dali pointed to the truck, "My cup is on the passenger seat."

"Okay, Brother Li." Xiao Li nodded and trotted over.

Xiao Li was rummaging around in the passenger side of the truck, and suddenly, the storage box opened.

He looked at an explosive photo magazine in the storage box and was stunned.

This amazing figure, this handsome face.

He couldn't help but flip through the pages, and the pictures inside the magazine were even more exciting, making him, a young young man, very excited.

The magazine seemed to have been read many times, and the edges were slightly curled.

Moreover, the magazine was a little sticky when I held it in my hand. I didn’t know what it was.

"Xiao Li, what are you doing? Give me the water glass." Sun Dali's urging came from behind.

"Oh~"

"Here it comes." Xiao Li returned the magazine to the storage box and took out Sun Dali's kettle from the storage box.

After filling the water, Xiao Pao handed the water to Sun Dali.

Sun Dali looked at the red-faced Xiao Li with confusion on his face, "What are you doing? You've been gone for so long?"

"No, no, no, it's okay." Xiao Li's face turned redder.

Although he is twenty years old, he is still inexperienced and does not understand those things very well.

Sun Dali glanced at him suspiciously, took a gulp of water, and continued to bite the multigrain pancake.

Suddenly I remembered that I had placed a magazine in the storage box.

He immediately smiled and said: "Xiao Li, you can take that magazine and read it."

"No, no need." Xiao Li's face was as red as his butt and he ran away.

"Hahahahaha." Dapeng, who was sitting next to Sun Dali, naturally knew what magazine Dali was talking about.

He also reads that magazine often.

"Xiao Li is so cute. Xiao Li, come here, Brother Peng will teach you some knowledge." Dapeng shouted to him.

Other team members around him also booed.

"Xiao Li, although my sister is much older than you, she can help you become a man." A middle-aged woman holding a pancake and sitting in an elegant and sassy posture joked.

"Hey, Xiao Li is blushing, hahahaha."

"Xiao Li, don't worry about them. Come to my bed at night, sister, and I will show you the luminous watch."

"Sister Fang, I am willing to discuss life with you in your bed."

"Ni Zuokai! You old pockmark, don't try to take my idea. I just like fresh meat, and you can't bite an old bacon like this!"

Lao Mazi: ".Sigh."

"Xiao Li, if you have made up your mind, just ask your sister Fang."

People in the apocalypse will not care too much about other people's opinions. They will say whatever they think in their hearts.

Lower Riba people, the survivors at the bottom of the apocalypse, cannot escape this most primitive desire.

Men are shameless, and women are also wanton and bold in expressing their thoughts.

Xiao Li hid in the car and did not dare to come out.

Everyone laughed happily, but their laughter was not malicious, it was just a joke after being tired.

Dapeng chewed the grain cake and said to Sun Dali:

"Brother, why don't you take Xiao Li to Tingfeng Tower another day?"

"ah!"

At this moment, the man standing on the roof of the car holding a telescope stuttered,

After seeing the mighty convoy coming from the north, he shouted:

"Yes!! Yes - yes, yes, yes."

When Sun Dali heard him shouting, he jumped up suddenly and stood on the ridge of the field.

But the ridges were not high enough for him to see.

The telescope is also in Stutter's hand.

So, he shouted anxiously: "What's there?"

"Big brother! Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, many, many, many, many, many..."

Sun Dali heard this and his blood pressure soared.

"Your mother sells batches. Next time I ask you to stand guard, I will be your grandson."

At the same time, he ran towards the car.

(Big guys, please give me your monthly ticket~)