Six hundred and seventieth chapters throwing things
When the camel thorns began to turn green and the poplar began to sprout, the beans planted by the young men worked together to drill out two small leaf buds under careful care.
Not long after, the caravan was coming again. I heard that I had brought a lot of bamboos over, and the beans needed a stand, which made the young men feel much more at ease.
Those who go to the river beach to pick jade began to gain something.
Chu Qing said at the beginning: Any stone with good color, translucent, delicate and smoothness, as long as one of them reaches, it will be left behind. It can be said that the range of choice is too large.
The boys who are used to scraping the ground will transport a large amount of leftover stones to the vegetable field to surround the low walls. The journey is very long, but everyone is used to it.
The Gobi Desert is windy, and there is no wind and sunshine, so it is difficult for vegetable seedlings to grow.
In the eyes of outsiders, Chu Qing and Xiaobao knew nothing about the cost.
Although it is a caravan and an engineering team, thousands of people travel back and forth, and people eat horses and chew it very much. However, judging from the popularity and price of jade in Daxuan Country, these expenses can be earned by just a few pieces of jade with a big head.
I don’t have much investment when I exchanged a few pieces of jade for a large batch of jade.
But it is different for other businessmen. Needless to say, small businessmen can't afford to trade jade.
I only talk about those big businesses that can afford it, such as the Four Great Jiangnan, no, now they are three major families, and they have received the "glorious deeds" of Chu Qing "making trouble" at the court meeting to hand over the mining rights.
Their "spokes" in the court have been covered in dust, and they have no chance.
The Jade Mine is not theirs. Even if they get migrant workers, they think of contracting part of the Chuqing Mine, and not whether Chu Qing gives it or not, just saying that the people are transported to Vos and staying for a long time, this food ration is not a decimal.
When they transport migrant workers, they also need to provide corresponding tools, which is another large investment. Judging from the current situation, it seems that they cannot miss the amount of jade.
And in the territory of Vos, whenever there is conflict with other people, they have no ability to resolve it.
Chu Qing's investment was "no cost", and the boys of the engineering team were even more willing to do so. In the long winter, they could not pick jade, so they dig the soil and clear the land, purchase milk and fur, make dairy products, draw stories...
They found that "fighting wits and courage" with the Vos barbarians can bring great satisfaction and a sense of accomplishment.
Xiaobao went to the place where they grew vegetables to "visit".
The place is not big, only more than two acres, but it is dug very deep, more than two feet away, and it is filled with more than one foot of soil, one ridge after another, and a short stone wall is separated for every five ridges, saying that it is for wind protection.
The tender green leaves add a touch of charm to the gray-brown coarse earth background.
"Growing vegetables in the pit can at least block some wind and sand," the boys said.
There is no food for this little bit of food, nor can I feed so many "big eaters" who do heavy physical work every day, but this is hope.
Xiaobao was very pleased to see that everyone was full of energy. The bad guys of the past were gone, and they were very united and no longer brave enough to fight bravely.
Then let’s talk more about gossip and let them report their work with their hearts to soothe and soothe.
Xiaobao said, "Come on, I'll give you a few questions to see if you have learned a lot! Listen to it: There is a word, it's not difficult to guess. Confucius guessed for three days. What word is it?"
The boys stared at each other and thought hard: "Confucius has guessed for three days, how can we guess?"
"Yes, let's change it to a simpler one?"
Xiaomu grinned, the young master of the mountain was doing evil again.
"Xiaomu, why are you laughing at? You guessed it?" The boys now like Xiaomu, who has a good temper and is diligent.
Xiaomu said, "Confucius guessed for three days, the ready-made answer."
"I guessed for three days? What does it mean?"
"Did you guess three days? Those are two words!"
"Oh... I understand! Confucius guessed that "three days" and three "days" are the word "crystal"!"
"Ah~~ Can you still guess like this?"
Xiaobao laughed: "Oh, I can't recognize the words enough! Then I won't test the words, so I'll give you another one - how do people who have injured their heads sleep?"
This question stumped Xiaomu: "The mountain leader is injured in the back of his head, and he is sleeping on his tummy?"
The boys objected: "Sleeping on your stomach, blocking your nose? Don't you breathe?"
A boy slapped his thigh: "I will do this! I will get injured on the back of my head, close my eyes and sleep!"
There was a burst of cheers: "Nonsense! Who can't close your eyes when sleeping?"
"What does it have to do with whether the back of the head is injured?"
"But the answer is correct. No matter where you get hurt, you have to close your eyes when you sleep!"
Everyone laughed and made a fuss, and the boys who transported the stones came over and were in a bad mood.
Everyone went over to care: "What's wrong, why are you listless?"
So they said something that made Xiaobao feel bad: the shovel and pickaxe were lost for three consecutive days.
Not much lost, but in three days, I lost a total of five.
The Chu family’s tools are sufficient, but it is tempting because of the sufficient ones.
Xiaobao ordered people to be on duty in the transit warehouse, so the warehouse was not lost; but the river beach was filled with tools for the boys to take care of themselves, and there was not a dedicated person to take care of them.
"We built several stone shacks by the river beach. When we were about to go into the water, we would pile all the shovels and picks in the shovels and picks, and the dry food we brought were also placed inside," said a boy. "But the dry food was not lost, the shovels and picks were lost."
Another said dejectedly: "On the first day we thought we were washed away when we went into the deep water, but the next day we lost two handfuls without going to the deep water, and we lost another handful today."
Xiaobao asked: "Who is there anyone close to your shack?"
"It's available every day," said the boys: "Isn't this a lot of stones we pulled back last year? I guess the people of Vos are jealous. Last month, there were a lot of Vos people in our river beach, and they rode horses around the neighborhood."
Xiaobao: "What kind of Vos?"
The young men said verbally: "I suspect they are soldiers. They are not like those who pick jade. They are all fierce on their faces and don't speak."
"Our river beach is only ten miles away. We have always explored deep water in the middle of the river. Otherwise, the edge alone would not be enough for us to dig so much."
"We can only dig more than one foot deep at most. If we are deeper, it will be difficult to dig. It is mainly not worth it. When we look back at the Fengshui period, there are many pits under our feet, so our own people are also dangerous;
So we all walk into deep water. As long as we don’t get over the waist, we will try to pull the stones below to the side."
In fact, these boys are greedy. The river beaches of ten miles are very large. You don’t need to go into the water, you can pick them up on the rocky beaches on both sides.
But these boys relied on the large number of people to do batch work. They first dug a big hole, brought in water, and then hung the stones in a basket to rinse.
The division of labor for digging stones is one person responsible for a piece of land, and it depends on who digs more; then the division of labor for whom the stones is also depends on whom the stones is also fast; finally the division of labor for whom the stones is also depends on whom the choice is better.
I picked the remaining stones and pulled them to the vegetable field to build low walls. Every five ridges of land, I built a low wall to prevent the seedlings from wind.
At this time, the Shanyu Team could not go up the mountain, so they only sent dozens of people to repair the rope roads, so almost all the rest except those who were doing business were by the Ten Mile River Beach.
Such efficiency made the Worth people grit their teeth.
More than a thousand people are responsible for the ten-mile river beach, and more than a hundred people are responsible for the ten-mile land. Can it be the same progress?
Chapter completed!