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In the small garden of the ancestral hall, Old Man Gu and Dongfang Li were each sitting on a Taishi chair, playing chess, while Zhao Changhe was silently watching chess, and he couldn't play because he had lost a game before, and he was quite unwilling, and he was observing the chess path of the two.

The three old guys are all martial arts practitioners, and they have a lot of language with each other, which also makes Zhao Changhe, who is a little lonely, have two more companions.

"Eat you creep!"

Old Man Gu has also been living a very chic life these days, I don't know why, he always feels that there is an aura in Qingshanzhai, and living here makes his cultivation more and more gradual.

"Get on the horse!" Dongfang Li was very dull.

"Enter!"

Old Man Gu is killing all sides.

"Old Gu, I saw Jiang Feng's father yesterday!" Dongfang Li suddenly spoke.

"I also went to visit, he is a very honest farmer!" Old Man Gu smiled slightly: "It's just that he is lucky and blessed, he has such an outstanding son of heaven, I asked myself if my eyesight is sure enough, but even in Qingshanzhai these days, for this kid, he is still a little looking at the fog!"

"Shanwa grew up in our Qingshan Village, what's so beautiful!" Zhao Changhe pouted next to him.

"Brother Zhao, don't say that you don't wonder where his ability comes from?"

Old man Gu said: "Although Qingshanzhai has a good aura, it is still a little insufficient to plant spiritual plants, but the aura food that he can grow here, not to mention his secret planting method, just say that he has moved his hands and feet on the land, and he is already a skill that countless sects in the rivers and lakes do not have!"

"What about doubts?"

Zhao Changhe was very free and easy, and said lightly: "I believe in my Zhao family's children!"

Although Jiang Feng is a relative of the Zhao family, Zhao Mingcheng's surname is Zhao, and he has inherited the bloodline and surname of the Qingshan Zhao family.

"Your free and easy is quite heroic as a swordsman, and you deserve to be Zhao Changtian's younger brother!"

Dongfang Li glanced at Zhao Changhe, and then said, "That's not what I'm talking about, it's his father!"

"Laifu?" Zhao Changhe's face changed slightly when he heard this: "What's wrong with Laifu?"

Jiang Laifu is whose son, he knows very well.

That's a man who can't see the light.

"He looks like a man!" said the Oriental.

"Like whom?" Zhao Changhe was a little nervous.

"Tenth game, one-armed Shura!"

Dongfang flew sideways from a cannon body and directly ate Old Man Gu's side horse.

"Even if that one-armed Shura who once slaughtered the Twelve Gates of Jiangbei overnight?" Zhao Changhe breathed a sigh of relief, but he was a little puzzled, and shook his head: "How is it possible?"

"One-armed Shura?"

When Old Man Gu heard this, his pupils also contracted suddenly: "A generation of grandmasters?"

"I've seen the one-armed Shura once!"

Dongfang Li's eyes flickered, his thoughts turned, and he said: "The two really look alike, including Shen Yun, but the one-armed cultivation has a little more of the elegance of a cultivator and the ruthlessness of killing decisively, and he seems to be a little more honest!"

"Impossible!"

Zhao Changhe blurted out and said, "Laifu is a cloth ......."

"Cloth ......"

When Dongfang Li and Old Man Gu heard this word, they were immediately a little shocked.

……

The Gu family does things very quickly, and there are already several large construction companies under the Gu Group, and the speed is naturally much faster when they use local materials.

In three days, the exploration team, the design company, and the construction team were all in place, and one by one the teams began to explore the gyro river and plan the design pattern of the bridge.

"What are they doing?"

"At the Measuring Bridge?"

"Are you going to build a bridge?"

"Is the government going to build a bridge here for our Qingshan Village?"

Rural people originally wanted to see the excitement, and many villagers in Qingshanzhai are now gathered on both banks, looking at the work of the survey team in the river and on the riverbank.

"This comrade, it's hot, drink some water!"

"Thank you!"

"This brother, it's hard, it's hard, do you need help, there are a lot of young people in our village!"

"No need!"

"This master, what is this measuring?"

"Measure the river!"

Zhao Dashan, the village head, is the most enthusiastic in this, he has a smiling face, up and down, in the survey team, the construction team back and forth, more enthusiastic than anyone else.

You know, this is a great opportunity for Qingshanzhai to fly from the sky.

As the village head, he was naturally excited.

This time, the chief engineer in charge of the entire construction of the bridge is Chen Chen, a well-known bridge architect in Zhongzhou.

He is about fifty years old, and he has presided over the construction of several honorary bridges in Zhongzhou, such as Guandu Bridge and Los Angeles Bridge, all of which are from his hands, and he is an old connoisseur in this line.

"Mr. Gu, are you sure you want to use this plan?"

Chen Chen stood on the bank of the river, looked at the design drawing, squinted at Gu Wei, the young vice president of the Gu Group, who walked down from the car, and asked.

"Questions?"

"No problem, this scheme to imitate the Yellow River Bridge in Los Angeles is the best solution, but it is somewhat wasteful to use it on a rural bridge!"

"Tell me about the cost!"

"This bridge, the current preliminary planning, the length of about 150 meters, the width of the bridge deck is 12 meters, the arch, the width of the opening to traffic is 10 meters and 50, the best materials, two construction teams work day and night, the fastest construction speed, the estimated cost, 8.6 million!" Chen Chen said.

The total length of the Los Angeles Yellow River Bridge is more than 3,000 meters, the width of the bridge is only 11 meters, and the investment has exceeded 40 million.

That's it.

The construction of a bridge in this village is much more expensive than the cost of the Yellow River Bridge in Los Angeles, which makes Chen Chen's heart feel a little, he is really one of the richest people in Zhongzhou, and there is no place to use the money.

In his opinion, there are not many vehicles in the small rural bridge, and this is not the main traffic road, and the place where the entry and exit is deep in the mountains and wild forests, it is enough to invest two or three million to build an ordinary stone bridge.

However, since the Gu Group personally invested and used millions of remuneration as a price, he naturally wanted to do a good job.

"No problem, just follow this plan, but we have to change it, and at the same time mobilize four construction teams of my Gu's Group, two during the day and two at night, and the construction will be completed as soon as possible!"

Gu Weiying came down.

He knows very well that the significance of this bridge to Old Man Gu is a favor, a life-saving reward, not to mention this money, even if it is 100 million, a billion, or even bankrupt, it is worth it.

Old man Gu is the heaven of the Gu family, he is here, the glory of the Gu family is there, he is alive, and the Gu family can become the master of Zhongzhou.

At this time, Jiang Feng had just returned from the third spiritual field.

The third spiritual field is not as big as the first one, not to mention the large spiritual field on the North Mountain, it is very simple to arrange a spiritual gathering array, and in half a day, Jiang Feng will complete it.

"The Gu family's speed is very fast!"

Jiang Feng walked to the bank of the river, stopped, and glanced at the banks of the big gyro river where the crowd had gathered, and naturally knew what was going on, and the corners of his mouth smiled.

The bridge of the Gu family is an unexpected joy.

He didn't expect the Gu family to repay the favor, and this kindness fell on Qingshanzhai, which could be regarded as their Jiang family's report to Qingshanzhai.