The hill east of Xiahetun is a busy and lively scene.
Dozens of young and strong laborers are working hard. Some are leveling the land and digging foundations, some are carrying mud and rocks, and others are carrying wood. No one is lazy and they are working very hard.
40 big men earn a day's wages. Everyone knows what this means. No one wants to be fired for being lazy. In that case, they will not be able to straighten up their backs in Xiahetun, and they will inevitably be scolded by their family members when they return home.
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At this time, the weather was cold and freezing. Although the heavy snow that had fallen all day and night yesterday had stopped, the vast expanse of white between the sky and the earth was covered with a thick layer of snow. The cold wind howled, making people shiver with cold.
Despite this, everyone still works very hard. Although it is cold, when you get really busy and work, your whole body is warm and you don't feel cold. Staying still is the coldest thing.
Liu Jin was wearing a cotton coat and a cotton hat on his head, followed by Zhao Erhu. Behind him, Widow Xie and two village women, each carrying a basket.
"Grandpa Zhou~"
Liu Jin came to the construction site, and the person responsible for building the house on Liu Jin's behalf was the village chief, Uncle Zhou. At this time, he was not idle for a moment. He was holding the construction drawings given by Liu Jin and was discussing with several masons.
How can we build a better house?
"Brother Jin~"
Seeing Liu Jin coming over, Uncle Zhou and others also smiled and greeted Liu Jin.
"Grandpa Zhou, I have really troubled you so much. You are so old. I really feel sorry for you having to work in the snow."
Liu Jin looked at the old Uncle Zhou, and really wanted to ask him to go back and rest, but he couldn't. This time, Uncle Zhou insisted on coming over to help Liu Jin, saying that Liu Jin would work for the big guy, and the villagers wanted him.
To be worthy of Liu Jin, as the village chief, he must supervise and control things well.
"It's not troublesome, it's not troublesome. There's nothing to do if you sit at home anyway. If you go out and move around, you won't feel cold anymore."
"Brother Jin, I can't understand the numbers on your drawing. Can you tell us about it? We have been thinking about it for a long time, and we always feel that the house you designed is a little different."
Uncle Zhou smiled and shook his head, then took out the drawings and asked Liu Jin.
"These are Arabic numerals, which are very easy to calculate and understand. You see, these are 0123456789, which is very simple."
Liu Jin looked at it and found that they couldn't understand the numbers on the drawings he had drawn, so he explained to them with a smile.
"I see, these Arabic numerals are quite easy to remember."
As soon as the others heard it, they all immediately understood it. Arabic numerals are very simple, and children can learn them immediately, let alone adults. When Liu Jin said it, they understood it immediately.
"I saw this in a book. Counting our numbers is troublesome and not as convenient and simple as this Arabic numeral, so I also used this Arabic numeral."
Liu Jin smiled and said that it was very troublesome for ancient people to count, and their respective base systems were also very confusing. It would be really difficult to count numbers without special study.
"Brother Jin, what's the use of designing these pipelines?"
"And why is this house designed like this? It's very inconvenient."
Others took the drawings designed by Liu Jin and began to ask questions. The things Liu Jin designed were very novel. They, the masons, had never seen them before.
"We'll talk about this later. Let's have lunch first. We've been busy all morning and we're all tired."
Liu Jin looked at Widow Xie and the others who were already busy, and said with a smile.
In fact, Liu Jin didn't need to say anything, everyone had already noticed that Widow Xie and the other women found a flat place to put their baskets. The quilts covering the baskets were lifted up, revealing the white clothes.
Angry big steamed buns.
On the other side of the basket, two wooden barrels were opened, and the billowing white air was drifting in all directions along with a hint of meaty aroma, making everyone who had been busy all afternoon unable to help but swallow their saliva.
"It's time to eat~ It's time to eat~"
Widow Xie's voice was very loud, and when she shouted, her voice could be heard several miles away.
"Eat, eat~"
Everyone put down what they were doing and hurriedly gathered around, looking very anxious and scrambling for fear of eating less.
"What?"
Widow Xie knocked away the hand that was trying to take the steamed bun with a spoon and said sternly.
"Let's eat. Didn't you ask us to come over for dinner?"
The man touched his hand and said weakly.
"Quine up. If you want to eat, please queue up for me. Otherwise, you will just wait and drool while watching others eat."
Widow Xie had a loud voice and looked at the hungry ghosts reincarnating around her. If they were allowed to rob her, they would probably fight.
After hearing Widow Xie's words, everyone had to line up one by one and waited very anxiously. Wang Ermazi was small and fast, so he was at the front and the first one.
"2 steamed buns and a bowl of soup~"
Widow Xie handed two steamed buns to Wang Ermazi, and another village woman next to her filled a thick bowl with a bowl of hot soup. This soup was egg broth. A large pot of soup was topped with dozens of eggs.
, plus soup made from cheap and no-one-wanted pork bones.
Liu Jin knew that it was very important to drink hot soup when working in this winter, so he also asked Widow Xie to make this soup. It didn't cost much, but for the villagers in Xiahetun, this soup was very important.
Definitely the best thing to go with steamed buns.
There was no good food, there were too many people, and Liu Jin could never treat Zhao Heishan's family to a meal. White flour steamed buns paired with this bone and egg soup would be enough.
"Put more meat~"
Wang Ermazi took two big steamed buns, looked at the soup in the bowl, and couldn't help but said to the person holding the spoon.
"Go, go, you can come back after eating."
Widow Xie waved her hands repeatedly. As soon as she said this, Wang Ermazi immediately excitedly walked aside with the steamed buns and a thick bowl and started to devour them.
I finished a big steamed bun in just a few mouthfuls, and then, without fear of burning it, I picked up the big bowl and started drinking the soup. I finished it in a few seconds, and then ran to the back of the line to queue up.
"A starving ghost is reincarnated~"
"How come you eat so fast~"
"Be careful and hold yourself to death~"
The other people who had not eaten yet all swallowed their saliva and said, but when it was their turn, everyone was like Wang Er Mazi, eating faster than the other.
"Everyone, eat slowly. Brother Jin said that you have enough white flour steamed buns and enough soup. Eat them slowly. Don't choke to death. Brother Jin will be too lazy later."
Widow Xie looked at everyone and immediately shouted out again.
