"I like it here so much."

Lin Zhensheng sat in front of the window, holding birch sap in his hand, overlooking the entire lumberyard, feeling too comfortable.

He finally understood why some bosses like to stand on tall buildings, because they have the feeling of overlooking the world and having it all in their hands.

The citizens were already at work, chopping down trees.

Thick tree trunks fell down one after another and were immediately transported to a special spot outside the lumberyard gate.

A square open space.

As long as the wood is moved here, even if it is just a small edge, the entire wood will be directly stored in the lumberyard and appear in the stacking area.

Hey, it’s very fast and automatically stored.

What is this?

Lin Zhensheng is willing to call it magic.

Only magic can explain the rationality.

However, this is not surprising. If you think about it, those tools, wooden carts, wooden houses, wooden walls, etc., are not all made in this way.

It's all magic.

Lin Zhensheng was curious at first, but now he's used to it. Even if a meteorite suddenly falls from the sky, he won't be surprised, but please don't let him suffer.

The whole morning passed by in a hurry, and Lin Zhensheng also went downstairs.

At this time, the wood storage area is far from full, only a small part.

Lin Zhensheng waved his hand and put it into the warehouse, collecting 489 pieces of wood.

Oh ho!

There’s something wrong with this number.

It also lasted half a day. Previously, there were more than 80 people cutting all morning, which was around this number. But now, there are a total of 50 people in the entire logging camp.

There is nearly twice the number of people between the two, but the amount of wood chopped is very different.

Outrageous.

Lin Zhensheng felt for a moment that the introduction was somewhat modest.

How can this be an improvement? This is simply a multiplication problem.

Technological innovation in the new era often means possessing crushing strength.

Too fierce.

He couldn't believe it.

A lumberyard has improved logging by 50%, which is simply outrageous.

However, he calmed down because he discovered another thing.

The lumberyard needs someone to be stationed permanently, even at night.

This matter was quite simple to deal with. Lin Zhensheng called a few people at random, asked them to take turns, and then left.

He still has to go to the farmland to take a look.

……………………

Four days later, in the early morning, [Sandstorm] countdown [Day 0:24:00:00].

Lin Zhensheng didn't even ask anyone to cut down the trees, but everyone waited silently.

The ears of corn are already golden, but it’s not the best time to pick yet.

Fifty acres of land.

One acre of carrots, nineteen acres of wheat, thirty acres of corn.

They are all in this state.

Time passed bit by bit, the sun was getting hotter and hotter, and Lin Zhensheng began to sweat unknowingly on his forehead.

More than half an hour later.

"The corn is ripe!"

I don’t know who shouted such a voice, and everyone started to move instantly. Corns were picked off one by one and placed directly into the wooden basket under them.

The thirty acres of corn field seemed large, but it couldn't handle the crowds coming from all directions. For a while, baskets of corn were moved to the east road and transported by others to the wooden houses in the territory.

Lin Zhensheng is also busy among them.

After the corn is harvested, the wheat is harvested, and after the wheat is harvested, the carrots are harvested. Everyone is rushing for time. No one has time to talk because they are so busy. The only sound of crunching grass can be heard in the large cultivated land.

After the collection was completed, pre-processing began immediately. Everyone gathered in the small square in front of Lin Zhensheng’s door to dry what needed to be dried and what needed to be grilled.

The day passed by in a hurry, and it was not until the sunset that all the crops were processed and put into storage by Lin Zhensheng.

This wave of corn harvest can be said to be a bumper harvest, with more than 3,900 kilograms and an average yield of 130 per mu.

The wheat remains the same, no more, no less, exactly 2,000 kilograms.

What surprised Lin Zhensheng the most was the carrot.

Planting carrots does not require ten kilograms of seeds like growing wheat. It only requires three kilograms of seeds, but the yield is extremely amazing.

Just one acre.

It directly produces 150 kilograms, which is much more powerful than corn and wheat. Moreover, this product is easy to store and does not require other conditions.

As we all know, there is no granary in Lin Zhensheng's territory. All food is stored in the territory's warehouse and is always in an air-to-air state.

It was impossible for him to deliver food to the cook every day, so he built a small granary in the territorial canteen, which is just some oversized clay pots, which are usually used to store food. Once full, it can last about three to five days.

Later, a few days ago, he became addicted to staying in the lumberyard, and the cook could not see him once a day. In order to prevent him from forgetting to store food, he simply reused the basement, which has almost the same function as a cellar anyway.

A lot of wooden boxes were produced in the workbench.

At this time, someone may ask: Why not use a big clay pot? Are you afraid that it will break and be difficult to clean up?

Mainly because the current workbench is made of stoneware and there is no glaze on the surface.

High emotional intelligence is called breathing, low emotional intelligence is called relapse.

There is no problem in placing large clay pots in the canteen, because the daily consumption is large, and everyone eats quickly, and the bottom is exhausted within a few days.

It won’t work if you store hundreds of kilograms of wheat flour in the basement. You must pay special attention to moisture-proofing.

Since the establishment of this basement granary, the cook has basically never seen Lin Zhensheng during the day. There is no food in the canteen, so he always goes in from the side door of the basement to get it.

Today, during the harvest, Lin Zhensheng spent a good day in the territory.

It’s not that he’s wasting time, it’s that he really has nothing to do.

The soil foundation is lined up at the workbench every day, sometimes mixed with some rosin analgesic ointment, so you don't have to keep an eye on it. Citizens have to worry about other tasks in the territory, and they have a higher degree of completion than themselves.

Suddenly, it was as if I had been emptied out, and I was only responsible for trying hard to survive.

Xiaobai is not here, so he can't tell anyone else about this.

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Those big brothers have been in trouble again in the past few days, because they are gossiping about some trivial matter. How trivial it is... Guess whether [Sandstorm] is yellow or gray.

Each one of them was so arrogant, even more arrogant than Lin Zhensheng, and they talked about colors from color to blunt color.

Everyone expressed their opinions and a hundred schools of thought contended. In the end, they started scolding each other because the personal computer system was inconsistent.

However, there is also a benefit: the price of rosin analgesic ointment has rebounded.

Lin Zhensheng didn't know why. He was just over one thousand before they scolded him. After they scolded him, the sales of rosin analgesic ointment went crazy, all the way up to one thousand, three hundred and five.

High-level shipments of 140 units were recorded in the account.

Making money is sometimes that simple.

Standing on the wind outlet, pigs can take off.

Very casual.

Early the next morning, the territorial canteen was distributing food to all citizens, and there were only two hours left in the blood-red countdown.

Faced with the [sandstorm], Lin Zhensheng was not worried, because the wooden walls of the wooden house had long been upgraded, and the doors and windows had been reinforced, so he was not afraid of sandstorms at all, unless a big rock fell from the sky.

Of course, if there are big rocks, it’s not a sandstorm.

【0 days:00:00:00】

As the countdown clears.
Chapter completed!