Dozens of refugees who had plucked up the courage to sign up came out fearfully.
After a simple interview, they received a Xuanwen nameplate inside the Yunmeng camp. They were led by a mining army soldier. They each received a complete set of clothes to change into, and first took a [Beichen Pill] ], with his hungry stomach filled, he walked towards the luxurious tent where Lin Beichen was.
The whole process only takes about one stick of incense.
Outside the big tent, several senior civil engineering masters from Yunmeng City were already waiting.
"Hahahahaha, I am indeed a unique genius..."
Lin Beichen's exaggerated laughter came from the big tent.
moment.
Wu Fenggu and Tang Tian walked out of it.
The expressions of the two people were very strange.
Surprised with confusion, confusion with a hint of joy, joy with a hint of confusion, confusion with a trace of determination...
Anyway, the expression is very complicated.
At least from their expressions, it was impossible to tell what they had gone through in the tent.
"Master, please come in."
Qianqian walked out from inside.
Wow
There is actually a beautiful girl maid
When Brother Shan took a look at the other refugees, he almost couldn't move his eyes away.
This is too beautiful.
She is no less impressive than the beautiful girl who beat up more than a hundred martial arts masters outside the camp before. She is simply a goddess in the world.
Under the leadership of Qianqian, dozens of people entered the big tent.
I saw Lin Beichen sitting behind the big case, with a lot of thick paper on the table.
"Master Liao is here, are these new apprentices?"
Lin Beichen raised his head and said hello with a smile, and then began to write and draw at his desk, writing vigorously, and at the same time said: "You are all seated, you are welcome... Qianqian, pour the tea, I will finish the painting soon."
'Enemy of a Hundred' Qianqian came over with tea and a smile on her face.
Brother Shan and others were trembling with fear.
As soon as they thought of the scene of this girl beating the master of Zuihualou outside, they couldn't help but feel their calves twisting, and they had the urge to kneel down on the spot.
But Master Liao and other Yunmeng people are used to it a lot.
"Thank you, Miss Qianqian."
Master Liao said with a smile.
He is fifty-three years old this year. He is a great worker in a construction team in Yunmeng City. He is well-known for his excellent craftsmanship and honest work.
He used to be quite well-off in Yunmeng City, with two sons and six grandchildren. He was not considered a wealthy family, but his father was kind and his son was filial, and his family was full of children and grandchildren. The family lived a peaceful and comfortable life.
But all this was completely broken with the invasion of the Sea Tribe.
The family's house was first burned down, and then their belongings were robbed.
For several months, I hid in Tibet and saw countless tragedies.
He saw his neighbors being killed countless times, saw the houses of his old friends being burned, and saw that the buildings he had built one after another were turned into ruins under the ravages of the Sea Clan. His family had run out of rations and had no inventory. ,Life
It became increasingly difficult. In early winter, I almost died of freezing and starvation, and fell into despair.
It was Young Master Lin who stepped forward at the critical moment, fought in the arena, blackmailed Bishop Rong, and turned the tide. Not only did he let them eat well, but he also brought them out of the hell on earth and came to Zhaohui City, where a family of twelve Eloquence can live in this world.
He doesn't accept anyone now.
Just obey Mr. Lin.
As long as he was doing things for Young Master Lin, even if he cut off his head now, he would have no complaints.
This time I heard that Young Master Lin was going to do civil construction and build a house. Without saying a word, he gathered all the old guys in their circle and came to work excitedly.
After a while.
"Ahaha, it's finally done."
Lin Beichen picked up a stack of drawings, handed them to Master Liao and others, and said, "Look, these are the drawings of the new house I want to build."
In the luxurious tent, 'Brother Shan' and other refugees looked at Lin Beichen so close for the first time, and the feeling in their hearts was different from before.
They didn't dare to say anything. With the anxiety about the unknown future and the fear of Lin Beichen's previous crazy performance, they looked at something like a ghost drawing on a large piece of paper in front of them.
A long while.
There was silence in the luxurious tent.
In the midst of Young Master Lin's imagination and expectation, after seeing the design drawings, all the master craftsmen were astonished. They bowed their heads and knelt on the ground, saying, "This picture should only exist in the sky, why can Young Master draw it?" That shocking, jaw-dropping scene did not appear.
What I fear most is the sudden silence in the air.
You can hear a needle drop in the big tent.
"how?"
Lin Beichen said a little guilty: "Don't understand?"
Based on the memories of his previous life, he transformed the villas and courtyards built in the new socialist countryside and sketched them out in a way that people in this world can roughly understand.
It should be very simple.
Isn't this clear and lifelike
"Young Master, here... uh, and here... what do you mean?"
Master Liao, a die-hard fan, finally couldn't help but ask.
Lin Beichen covered his forehead.
The pretense failed.
It seems that my thinking is too advanced.
The person who designed this cannot understand it.
well.
The life of a wise man.
It's really as lonely as snow.
He had no choice but to suppress the disappointment in his heart and explain patiently.
A full hour later.
When the experienced masters came out of the big tent, they were still confused and seemed to understand.
Master Liao suddenly understood what was going on with the extremely complicated eyes and expressions that Wu Fenggu and Tang Tian had when they walked out of the tent.
The two groups of people definitely experienced the same spiritual shock.
Master Liao and others discussed with each other as they walked, and they probably understood what kind of house Mr. Lin wanted.
But it would be very difficult to build it.
But since it was Master Lin’s request, let’s build it this way.
If it fails to be built in the end, Master Lin will probably find a way.
As for why Mr. Lin wanted to build such a house...
This is not what they people should ask.
It is already a great honor to be able to play for Young Master Lin.
Brother Shan and others, on the other hand, remained silent, not daring to interrupt with a word. They followed Master Liao and others obediently, occasionally secretly taking a look at the internal environment of Yunmeng Camp.
Very crude.
It’s true that I just settled here.
But in its simplicity, it shows a kind of orderly planning and rigor.
Some young men, who looked like martial arts masters at first glance, were digging wells on the ground.
There is no shortage of water in the camp.
This makes Brother Shan and others very envious.
The environment of the Second City District was desolate. In order to prevent the Hai Clan from using water sources to attack, even the moat of Zhaohui City was filled in, and most of the southbound rivers were cut off. As a result, groundwater was also scarce during this period.
Water is scarce.
It is difficult for other refugee camps to have a well.
Because ordinary people simply cannot reach that level of depth.
However, there are many martial arts masters in Yunmeng camp, so for them, digging a well is obviously not difficult.
Moreover, Brother Shan and others also discovered that the people in this camp were completely different from the refugees in other places.
Everyone here has a sincere smile on their face. Even if their clothes are ordinary, they are clean and mended. There is no trace of embarrassment or hardship. Instead, they are all filled with happy smiles, which seem to be optimistic about the future. Full of hope.
Even happier than the people in the third city district.
There is absolutely no way to fake that hopeful look in your bones.
What's more worth mentioning is that these people have an indescribable blind admiration for that crazy pretty boy.
It's like a religious fanatic facing the main god of his faith.
Under the leadership of several masters, they arrived at the site where Lin Beichen built his house. There were already a hundred soldiers from the mining army waiting here with civil construction tools, and they all followed the instructions of the masters.
Brother Shan is the leader of this group of refugees who ventured into Yunmeng Camp.
His real name is Yang Dashan, and because he is tall and strong, as heavy and reliable as a mountain peak, some friends who follow him are willing to call him Brother Shan.
They are all refugees from Silver Flame City.
Yang Dashan is proficient in mysterious energy and has natural supernatural power. He could have found a job and entered the third city area, but in order to take care of the more than a thousand fellow residents of Silver Flame City who came to Zhaohui City, he has stayed in this deserted area.
He didn't talk nonsense, respected Master Liao and others very much, and worked hard on the steamed buns all day long.
In the evening, wages were settled.
They received two [Beichen Pills].
And the revenge that Zui Chun Lou had imagined did not come.
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