The person who deserves the dream is not Uncle Kurban, but his child, Little Kurban.
Once you understand this, the rest will be easier to handle.
As soon as the Taoist Star Reachers and others returned, Zhang Heng and others set off together, under the guidance of little Kurban, towards the treasure land he mentioned.
Forehead...
In fact, it is a small sand dune, but unlike other sand dunes, this sand dune is backed by two huge red gravel rocks, which can protect people from the sun and wind.
In the past, when Uncle Kurban brought little Kurban in to look for wild camels, he would make corrections here.
For Uncle Kurban, this is just a normal resting place, nothing surprising.
But for the young Kurban, this is a treasured place where he can rest and play.
"Looks ordinary!"
Taoist Taoist Zhaixing looked around: "Just judging from the appearance, it's hard to believe that there is a Drought Palace down here."
"Return to nature and avoid being caught up in the vulgar world."
Zhang Heng said from the side: "Maybe it's just because this place doesn't look like it, that's why it looks like it. What looks like it is fake."
Taoist Taoist Zhaixing thought for a while and nodded slightly.
No wonder during the First Emperor's time, he couldn't find this teleportation array. It turned out to be in the Western Regions.
This is not surprising. It was not convenient to travel in ancient times. In addition, this place is far away from the Central Plains and is a barbarian land. It makes sense that it would be ignored.
After the First Emperor, the theory of ascension became popular.
Others don't have the idea of the First Emperor to transform his country into an immortal, so naturally they don't need to look for this teleportation array.
As time went by, no one mentioned the teleportation array. Until Sanfeng Zhenren became an immortal and left, there was no one left in the world who could become an immortal.
Only then did everyone think of the teleportation array again.
But at this time, it was already the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, and two thousand years had passed since the era of the various scholars.
There is no teleportation array and no teleportation stone.
Looking for it, where to start? It’s better to just turn to ghost and immortal cultivation honestly.
"The approximate range should be right here. It's up to you whether you can find it out as soon as possible."
Wandered around.
Zhang Heng turned his attention to Zhang Xiaofo and the others.
Meeting his gaze, Zhang Xiaofo quickly expressed his stance: "Commander, don't worry, we will use this as the center, dig holes one meter apart, and we will definitely find the location of the Hanban Palace within five days."
This was said with full confidence.
Zhang Heng nodded slightly when he saw this and said no more.
Three days later.
"I found it, Marshal, soil, different soil!"
This afternoon.
As soon as Zhang Heng woke up from his nap, he saw Zhang Xiaofo running over with excitement on his face and a handful of soil in his hand.
"Commander, look at this soil. There is charcoal mixed in the soil. It is used to prevent moisture."
"Under natural environment, it is impossible for such a uniform charcoal layer to appear. I guess this must be the moisture-proof layer above the underground palace."
Zhang Xiaofo held his hands as if holding a treasure.
Zhang Heng looked at it for a few times and seemed to understand: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's dig!"
"Commander..."
Zhang Xiaofo looked troubled: "This charcoal layer was dug out from the ground thirty meters deep. I estimate that the Hanban Palace is at least thirty to fifty meters away from the ground."
After saying that, he looked around again: "This is yellow sand. If you dig down, the sand on the left and right will flow down. It is a natural protective layer."
"If you want to dig, you have to dig like a well. While digging, put a layer of thick wooden boards in the shape of a 'mouth' in the hole to make a hole to resist the quicksand, otherwise you will be suffocated inside."
"And there are no trees available near Chishiling. The wood must be transported in from outside. Such a project cannot be completed by the five of us. I am afraid that many more people will be needed."
"people?"
When Zhang Heng heard this, he was not afraid at all: "Go to Cheshi City to recruit people. If three hundred is not enough, then three thousand. If three thousand is not enough, then three thousand. If thirty thousand is not enough, then three hundred thousand. I want to take a look. It's Chishiling."
The more sand I have, the more money I have."
"Yes, handsome!"
Zhang Xiaofo took the order and left.
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo...
Driving a donkey and leading a camel.
In just a few days, the Chishiling area became prosperous.
They had heard that there was a Mr. Zhang in Chishiling who was collecting wood. As long as it was transported there, it would be given to Dayang.
For a time, the entire Cheshi City was boiling. According to rumors, because too much wood was sent to Chishiling, the price of coffins in Cheshi City had also increased.
"What we want here is wood."
"What are you sending? These are just branches, each one is not as thick as a wrist."
Zhang Hengzheng came out to inspect the progress of the project.
Far away, I saw a steward collecting wood overturning a brother and sister's car to the ground.
"what happened?"
Zhang Heng frowned and walked up.
Seeing him, the steward quickly put on a flattering look on his face and whispered: "Dear Sir, these brothers and sisters got some unwanted branches from somewhere, and they brought them here in a car and tried to get away with it. You know?
The humble servant Awahan will never let them succeed."
Zhang Heng glanced at the brother and sister.
My brother looks older, maybe fifteen or sixteen.
My sister is younger, only thirteen or fourteen.
Their cart was different from others, who used donkeys to pull it, but they tied a rope to the cart, tied it to their bodies, and pulled it by themselves.
You know, Chishiling is a desert area.
Even with donkeys and camels, they can't pull much wood at a time, let alone using human power.
Looking at the two brothers and sisters, their lips were chapped and their eyes were dull.
There is no doubt that they have just experienced a long journey.
"where are you from?"
Zhang Heng ignored his brother and looked at the girl who looked a bit like Hanikezi.
A question mark on his face.
The girl didn't understand Chinese and couldn't understand what he was saying.
"The master asked where your home is."
Awahan asked in Uighur.
The girl lowered her head, grabbed the corners of her clothes with both hands, and replied in a very small voice: "Xiamu Guole."
Zhang Heng muttered the name of the place, and then asked Awahan: "How far is it from here?"
Awahan respectfully replied: "It's about seventy kilometers from Xiamu Guole to here."
"Seventy kilometers?"
Zhang Heng was a little surprised: "How long does it take to walk?"
Awahan muttered questions for a while. After asking, he replied to Zhang Heng: "They brought water and naan bread and walked for two days before they got here."
One question and one answer.
Zhang Heng quickly found out the situation of the two brothers and sisters.
The two siblings live in Xiamuguole. Their father is a local stonemason. Although their life is not rich, it is not bad.
But the good times did not last long. In the spring of this year, their father went out to work and was hit by a stone and broke his leg.
The two of them heard that Zhang Heng wanted wood in exchange for money, so they wanted to try their luck and see if they could make some money to treat their father's illness.
certainly.
They heard it, but they didn't hear it completely.
The wood Zhang Heng wants here is wood that can be used to make wooden boards. He doesn't need branches or anything like that.
As for why Awahan overturned their car.
That's because the two siblings kept begging Awahan to give them some money so that they could go back and treat their father.
Of course Awahan will not tolerate them.
There are many poor people these days. Today the two of them can exchange some branches for money, but tomorrow someone will have to exchange leaves.
Each one of them will imitate his example, so that he won’t have to be the manager later.
"Master, this girl's brother said that if you can give him a sum of money, he can make the decision to keep his sister and let her serve you in the future."
The two sides talked in whispers, and Awahan came to report to Zhang Heng with a beaming face.
"Let his sister serve me?"
Zhang Heng was a bit dumbfounded: "What he was thinking was pretty good. He thought of me as one of those fat rich men in Cheshi City who led a few henchmen and wanted to have sex with his mother when he saw her, right?"
In terms of Zhang Heng's level, if anyone were to be his brother-in-law, he would have to be a brigade commander later on.
It can't be lowered any lower, and it can't be taken any lower.
Likewise, what does the brigade commander represent?
At least one city has control, especially in a remote place like the Western Regions. You must know that even the current King of the Western Regions, Yang Zengxin, only has 4,000 troops.
The weapons and equipment were even worse. Zhang Heng suspected that if there was a fight, Yang Zengxin's 4,000 men might not be able to defeat his engineering soldiers.
After all, Hainan is currently undergoing large-scale construction, and the Engineering and Construction Corps is large in scale, with more than 6,000 people, and is a brigade-level unit.
Although it is not equipped with heavy artillery and heavy machine guns, it does not lack light weapons and still has a certain combat effectiveness.
"Just serve me. It's not her turn to do such a good thing."
"I think so, don't they want to make money? I'll give them a chance."
"Awahan, this young man will stay with you and run errands for you."
"This girl just needs to cook, wash clothes, and do whatever she can. After counting their share of wages, our wages here are still quite high."
Zhang Heng's tone was relaxed.
This kind of thing is just a piece of cake for him, but he believes that with these two jobs, he should be able to bring a ray of sunshine to this family that is on the verge of collapse.
If it's not enough, he can find an excuse later and reward the two brothers and sisters with a golden leaf. After all, he is the boss and the power of interpretation is in his hands.
Moreover, Zhang Heng did not ask them to act like cows or horses, he just wanted to accumulate virtue for himself.
Count the days.
July is coming soon, and there are still more than ten days before the next annual visa application. Zhang Heng wants to have peace of mind.