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Chapter 7 Chopping Bamboo

"My lord, are you okay?"

"Quickly go find Mr. Lu and come back to show the prince!"

"Your Majesty! Please drink a bowl of goat's milk and take a rest."

The onlookers looked at Song Yang with a constipated expression on his face.

Everyone had expressions of admiration and concern on their faces.

Some even brought a bowl of goat milk.

One of the sheep we brought back has given birth to a calf, and there is some goat milk in the past few days.

But such luxuries are all prepared for the prince.

Song Yang didn't refuse, and he felt a little uncomfortable after being busy for a while.

After taking the goat's milk, he wiped the sweat on his head, waved his hand and said:

"It doesn't matter! I just have a drink and have a rest. I can hold on for the time being!"

"Go and light the fire. Water should come out soon."

The two craftsmen first helped Song Yang find a chair with a backrest on one side.

The person who was idle at the other end lit the tinder and made a fire.

The flames grew stronger and stronger, and the clay pot of water slowly began to boil.

The entire unit appears to be running smoothly.

The sealing of the soil is also very detailed, and there is no air leakage.

After a while, the water boiled, and the steam passed through the bamboo tube and was cooled by the pool.

In this way, the distilled water flows down the bamboo tube into the last porcelain bowl.



Song Yang was waiting for the distilled water to come out.

On the other side, Wang Dabiao led a hundred strong men and walked out of the camp to the bamboo forest in the northeast.

"Huh? Why is it so hot? I'm sweating just after walking a few steps."

Wang Dabiao felt a little weak, and there were slight beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Hot? How hot? I feel quite cool!"

"I don't feel hot either. How can it be so hot like you in April? Look at you sweating so much!"

"Yes, yes! I don't feel hot either."

"Wang Tou'er, have you not eaten enough? I think you ate one less pork chop this morning..."

"I tell you, Mr. Wang, if you don't have the strength to work for a while, the prince will have to scold you!"

After hearing Wang Dabiao's words, the young men said one after another.

"Tch! What do you know? I am young and full of energy, unlike all of you who are weak and weak."

Wang Dabiao wiped his old face and curled his lips.

"Fuck you turtle grandson Wang Dabiao! Do you want to fight? I just saw Dr. Lu yesterday. He said that I am in good health and I am not weak at all!"

The fellow guard who was carrying the ax shouted cursingly.

"That's right! Look, my tendons are not much stronger than yours!"

Not to be outdone, the other one showed off his biceps towards Wang Dabiao.

"I think Wang Dabiao must have gone to watch Sister Liu scrubbing again at night! Watching too much is not a sign of weakness!"

"Haha! Yes, yes! I saw Wang Dabiao secretly washing his pants yesterday morning!"

A Guardsman Pao Ze came up from behind, laughed and put his hand on Wang Dabiao's shoulder and said.

The young men were embarrassed to say anything. After all, Wang Dabiao was the prince's personal guard.

But his fellow guardsmen were not used to him.

You should despise and show no mercy at all.

"Go, go, go! Don't touch me!"

Wang Dabiao was so angry that he opened his colleague's hand and shouted.

Washing pants is indeed a sneaky thing.

But it has nothing to do with watching Sister Liu scrubbing.

Wang Dabiao has been feeling uncomfortable in his stomach for the past few days, and he has been urinating several times more than usual throughout the day.

If you squat too much, your legs and feet will naturally become numb. When your legs are numb, problems will easily arise.

Mainly because there are only two centralized excretion areas in this temporary camp, one for men and one for women.

The environment is really dirty and messy.

So yesterday, my legs went numb and I collapsed...

This is a good time, rub the yellow and white thing on your pants.

I was too embarrassed to mention this to others, so I could only wash my pants secretly.

A colleague saw this and thought he was secretly watching Sister Liu scrubbing again.

The main reason is that Wang Dabiao has done it before.

I really wanted to do it yesterday, but I just felt weak in my hands and feet, so I couldn’t do it...

So when his colleagues mentioned this matter, he felt that it was wrong.

Naturally, it’s not easy to make excuses.

"Hey! Look, Dabiao is embarrassed!"

"Yeah, my face is red!"

"What nonsense are you talking about! Hurry up! I've delayed the prince's affairs for a while, and Mr. Yu won't be able to spare us!" Wang Dabiao shouted with a stern face.

We were laughing and joking along the way, and soon we arrived at the bamboo forest at the mouth of the river.

The bamboos here are the thickest, and it's not far from the camp.

There were already twenty survivors cutting bamboo in front.

These people were sent by Yu Ming. The camp needs to be built and a large amount of materials must be consumed every day.

Bamboo is easy to cut and easy to use.

You can also dismantle bamboo strips and weave bamboo baskets and other utensils.

So Yu Ming specially arranged for people to professionally chop bamboo here.

"Mr. Lu, take a break and show Da Biao that this guy is weak."

When we arrived at the bamboo forest, someone started making noises again.

"Go, go! Work quickly! The prince is waiting! Let me tell you! Each person should chop at least three sticks. We will leave as soon as we finish cutting. Don't delay!"

Wang Dabiao greeted.

"Hey! I don't care about you! I don't know the heart of a good person!"

That Pao Ze kept talking, but his hands were not slow, and he knocked down a bamboo in a few seconds.

"Prince Wang, if you feel uncomfortable in any way, please tell me. Although I am not good at the Fang Pulse, I can still treat minor illnesses."

A middle-aged man cutting bamboo at the front looked at Wang Dabiao and said.

"Shit! Listen to their nonsense! I'm not sick!"

Wang Dabiao blushed terribly, pulled his neck and yelled!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Seeing that he was anxious, the robes burst into laughter.

Being a rough guy in the army is not much fun on weekdays.

Naturally, I had a lot of fun catching Wang Dabiao's "scandal" today.

Doctor Lu just thought that they were just joking, and he shook his head and didn't take it seriously.

He turned around and continued chopping bamboo.

"Hey! There are still forty bamboos left! Come on, we'll get off work when we're done!"

Among the twenty people who specialize in cutting bamboo in the area, Dr. Lu is considered the leader by vote.

The main reason is that these days, doctors who are skilled are naturally respected by others.

There are only 5,000 people in the survivor camp, and it is still in its infancy stage.

Don't talk about division of labor, everyone.

Basically, I am a brick, and I can move it wherever it is needed.

Besides, Doctor Lu had offended someone, so it was only natural that he should be assigned to chop bamboo.



Camp.

"Tick tock!"

The water boiled, and distilled water soon dripped out.

After a while, a shallow puddle of clear water accumulated in the bowl.

Song Yang picked it up and showed it to everyone.

At this moment, he also has a lot of tsundere in his heart.

This set of equipment was found in the big encyclopedia in his mind.

I have never practiced it before, and I am a little happy to be able to succeed at the first time.

"Clear water! Really clear water!"

"Your Majesty has created clear water!"

The survivors had tears in their eyes, and the clear water represented the hope of survival.

In their view, visible white impurities are the source of pollution.

Now the prince has produced clear water through such a thing!

Although it was just a small bowl of distilled water, Song Yang's image was even more glorious.

"Your Majesty was so sick that he personally created clean water for us. It's so touching!"

"Your Majesty is truly a heavenly being who has come down to earth to help us and the common people!"

"My lord, long blessings and good fortune!"

"Your Majesty is righteous!"

Song Yang curled his lips and said, Wan Fu Jin An or something is fine.

Gao Yi... forget it.

That guy... isn't very good...


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