"Brother, it's such a hot day, why don't you tell them to take a break and drink some water?" In the yard, Wang Zhong was sitting on the recliner he had just bought, and Xiao Zui was standing next to him, holding a pot of freshly brewed tea in his hand.

.

It's either good tea or camellia grown in the nearby mountains. In addition, Yunnan itself is rich in tea, so the price is naturally cheap and ordinary people can afford it.

"It's okay, they will rest when they are tired!" Wang Zhong shook his cattail leaf fan and said softly: "Just put the tea here, you can go about your business and don't worry about them."

Xiao Zui glanced at the newly organized warehouse next to the kitchen. Inside, three grown men were huffing and puffing. As a follower, Doubian was walking hard with crab steps, lifting dustpan after dustpan of earth and rocks from the house.

come out.

Seeing Doubiang sweating profusely and panting, she couldn't help but could only prevent herself from going up and causing trouble for them. She couldn't help but feel a little anxious and embarrassed.

"Brother Wang Zhong, what should we do with these stones? Are they piled into the corner?" Doubian, who was sweating profusely, lifted the soil to the corner, raised his hand to wipe the sweat with his sleeve, and asked Wang Zhong.

"It doesn't matter if you have small pieces of stone. Pick out all the large stones and pile them into a pile. They will be used later." Wang Zhong calmly leaned on the recliner and directed.

Although he was sweating profusely and covered in mud, Doubian's face was full of smiles, because before working just now, Wang Zhong had treated the three of them to a big meat bun in advance.

The meat buns are so soft and fragrant that even now Doubi is reluctant to drink water, just to let the meaty aroma stay in his mouth for a while.

Wang Zhong said to Xiao Zui: "Just leave these heavy tasks to their grown men. You, go to the kitchen and prepare the meal. It will be better for them to have hot food to eat at noon than to help them with the work!"

"Brother Wang Zhong, what should we eat for lunch?" The narrator was picking up bean cakes from the big rocks in the corner of the wall. When he heard Wang Zhong asked Xiao Zui to cook, he immediately swallowed his saliva and couldn't help but ask.

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "What do you want to eat?"

Doubian smiled and said a little sheepishly: "We will eat whatever Miss Zui Zui does! As long as we have something to eat, that's fine."

Wang Zhong looked at Xiaozui and said, "Did you hear that?"

Xiao Zui nodded and said with a smile: "Then I will steam rice for you and fry some eggs!"

"Scrambled eggs?" When Doubian heard the word egg, his eyes instantly lit up: "Okay, okay! Scrambled eggs are good!"

In these days, eggs are also a rare meat food, especially bean cakes and the others. Let alone eggs, you can't even see some oil stars. The food in the shelter can only ensure that they don't have enough food every day.

Will starve to death.

"Then I'll go cook first!" Xiaozui smiled happily and trotted into the kitchen.

Looking at Xiaozui's cheerful look, Wang Zhong also felt happy in his heart. This girl is innocent and kind. Even though she is forced to betray herself by this shitty world, she can still face life cheerfully and optimistically, and can still uphold her original intention.

, it’s really endearing.

Therefore, when Wang Zhong came here, the first time he came here, he did not go to deal with and make friends with the defeated soldiers who would become his comrades in the future, but came here to find this Sichuan girl.

Seeing the innocent and natural smile on this girl's face, Wang Zhong felt happy in his heart.

"How is the digging inside?" Wang Zhong turned to ask Doubian again.

When the stones in the mound were almost picked out, Doubiang grinned and said, "It's almost three feet deep."

"It's pretty fast!"

With that said, Wang Zhong stood up from the couch and walked into the warehouse.

In the warehouse, in the corner, inside a three-foot-square circular hole, Bu La and Yao Ma, with their backs facing each other, were repairing the wall of the hole bit by bit with an engineer shovel. They were talking while working.

Chatting quietly.

Wang Zhong took a look at the depth and said: "It's enough to dig another three feet deep. Then look over here and dig a hole three feet square and six feet deep."

"Big boss, why are you digging such a hole?" Because Wang Zhong found such a job and took care of himself, a fellow countryman, Bu La's impression of Wang Zhong immediately improved several times, and he felt that he

I have become much closer to Wang Zhong, so I naturally don’t have any scruples when talking.

In fact, even if there is no such relationship, these defeated soldiers speak openly and without hindrance. They always say what they think in their hearts and say what they say with their mouths. They will not engage in those things of flattering others and saying one thing and doing another.

.

Wang Zhong said: "Build a cellar. If Xiao Dongyang comes over and doesn't escape, Xiao Zui will have a place to hide."

"If Xiao Dongyang really comes here, let alone such a small hole, even a hole four or five times larger cannot hide for a long time." Bula said.

"Do you want peace of mind?" Wang Zhong said casually.

"Rich people are rich people!" Bula said: "The ideas are just different from ours."

"Okay, please stop saying a few words and get to work quickly!" The people next to him were more reserved than Bu La. They were not familiar with Wang Zhong. Now that they were taking care of them and giving them such a profitable job, he couldn't

I wish I could finish the work as soon as possible, take the money and leave as soon as possible.

After Wang Zhong finished speaking, he left the warehouse again and lay back on the recliner. Doubian carried the empty dustpan and entered the warehouse again.

Bu La and Yao Ma deserve to be veterans. Looking at the manner in which they dug the cellar, you can tell that they must be quite good at digging trenches. In one day, they dug out Wang Zhongzhong's cellar.

Calling it a cellar is actually a bit exaggerated. It is actually a small hole with not much space. But with a simple treatment, it can be used temporarily to store food. If it lasts for a long time, it will be difficult to say. After all, the south is different from the north. Although the altitude of Yunnan is

It's higher than other places in the south, but since it's the south, there's plenty of rain, so the air is naturally more humid.

However, if it is waterproof and moisture-proof, this small cellar is not unusable.

It just so happened that Wang Zhong was an expert in the civil engineering industry. He had already mastered civil engineering to level seven in the dungeon world.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The next day, in the evening, Xiaozui sent Wang Zhong out of the door, watched Wang Zhong disappear from his sight, then turned around, closed the courtyard door, and entered the house.

Ever since she separated from her brother, Xiaozui has never felt warmth from others, otherwise, she wouldn't have been reduced to that line of work.

But if she didn't do it, she would be in a foreign land with no relatives, no land to farm, and the war was going on right now. As a weak woman, she would have no choice but to sell herself as a slave or work as a secret agent to support herself.

Xiaozui felt like she was in a dream these days, it felt so unreal that even she couldn't believe that she could really live such a life.

I don’t have to worry about eating and drinking every day, I have a roof over my head, and there are people who care about me...

It's a pity that my brother can no longer see such good days.

Thinking of his brother, Xiao Zui, who had always been cheerful, couldn't help but feel a little sad. After receiving the news of his brother's death, Xiao Zui was heartbroken by the death of his only relative, but he was also proud of him, because his brother died on the battlefield.

He lost his life just to fight against the little devil. My brother is what people call a great hero.

"Eh!"

As soon as Wang Zhong returned to the shelter, he was stopped by Milong.

"I asked for the gun for you!"

"What gun?"

"That's a lot." Mi Long turned around and sat down on the steps, then counted on his fingers: "Pistols include box cannons, horse-branded rollers, and gun-branded rollers."

"There are more rifles. The cheaper ones are made in Hanyang. The more expensive ones are from the United States and Germany. Lao Maozi's Shuilianzhu is slightly cheaper, but not much cheaper. It depends on what you like..."

Milong made special inquiries and found out the prices of everything on the black market.

Wang Zhong took out a small yellow croaker from his arms and handed it to Mi Long: "Two horses and one water ball, each equipped with two hundred rounds of bullets."

"That's not enough for you!" Milong took the little yellow croaker, shook it in his hand, then put it in his mouth and bit it, and then said after checking to make sure it was real gold.

"How much is left?" Wang Zhong said.

Milong said: "At least one more!"

"I'm not cheating you. This is a black market. You can't judge things by market price. You can buy a gun with this one, but you still need so many bullets. Bullets are precious."

In these days, all kinds of miscellaneous guns and ammunition are on the market from all over the world. The domestically produced guns and ammunition, such as those from the Hanyang Arsenal, are pretty good, but compared with foreign ones, the gap is not small.

For foreign guns, bullets are also not cheap.

Now that the war between the two countries is raging outside, and bandits are rampant in the country, guns and ammunition are naturally expensive.

The price of a new gun on the black market is about twenty or thirty silver dollars, and a small yellow croaker can be converted into silver dollars for almost forty dollars, and gold is a harder currency than silver dollars, so there will naturally be a premium, plus

Most of the guns circulating on the black market are second-hand guns, which are no more expensive than new guns.

Wang Zhong took out a small yellow croaker again, thought for a while, and grabbed a handful of Yuan Datou from his arms, counted ten of them, handed them to Mi Long, and said: "I only want a gun. As for this money, how much can I earn?"

, it just depends on how stupid you are."

"As expected of a rich man, he is generous with his actions!" Mi Long grabbed the gold bars and silver coins in his hands and inspected them one by one.

The defeated soldiers looked at the gold bars and silver coins in Fan Long's hands, and their eyes widened and their mouths were dumbfounded. Wang Zhong's wealth exceeded all of their expectations. Even Bu La and Yao, who had earned money from Wang Zhong,

The three people in Ma also looked at this scene in shock.

That's a gold bar!

Although they are just small yellow croakers, one piece can be exchanged for at least forty silver dollars. The three of them worked hard to help Wang Zhong work all day, and each of them only earned one silver dollar. It was Wang Zhong who took care of them and gave them more.

, otherwise, for one day's work, it would be good if the three of them combined could earn one silver dollar.

Wang Zhong took out so much money at once, how can this group of defeated soldiers who can't even fill the five internal organs temple be jealous?

Fortunately, the scene where Wang Zhong took the bullets by himself in front of everyone a few days ago was considered a ruthless person in the eyes of these defeated soldiers, which gave him a lot of intimidation. Otherwise, Wang Zhong would still have to

It takes some effort.

Zenda, in the city, not long after Xiaozui had just finished breakfast, he was sitting on a chair boredly, holding his chin in his hand, looking in the direction of the door, in a daze, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

On the Eight Immortals table were a casserole, a plate of pickles freshly taken out of the jar, and two eggs.

I don’t know how long it took, but there was a knock on the courtyard door. Xiao Zui suddenly stood up, with a look of ecstasy on his face. He immediately walked out of the house quickly, crossed the courtyard, opened the door bolt, and saw outside the door.

The tall young man wearing an old military uniform immediately showed a smile on his face.
To be continued...