Brother Yong is finally back!

And he came back when the ninety wooden houses were all built, which was undoubtedly the biggest good news for all the dirt buns of the Gray Rabbit Tribe.

Because, this means a point:

They were finally able to implement the assignment of the wooden house under the auspices of Brother Yong.

So, the moment Song Yong stepped on the suspension bridge and pushed the shared bicycle into the city gate, he was ceremoniously welcomed by all the previous people.

Song Yong looked at the residential area he planned, at least more than 90 newly built wooden houses.

With what he knows about these guys under him, he doesn't know what these guys are thinking about now.

For this reason, he angrily shouted: "Okay! After dinner, we will divide the house immediately." ”

Suddenly, a huge cheer was raised in the area within the city walls, and the faces of each of them were as joyful as the Upper Days.

As for Brother Yong's mouth just now, those scolding voices at them.

They really don't feel anything bad, and they don't feel any unpleasantness.

Brother Yong jumped to his feet and scolded them, hasn't it always been a common thing? The old and young people of the Gray Rabbit tribe have long been accustomed to this.

If they haven't been scolded for a while, their hearts are empty, and they always feel that something is missing.

I'm afraid that even the broth is not as good as it used to be when I drink it in my mouth.

This kind of situation is quite prominent every time Brother Yong returns to the mysterious Huaxia tribe and carries out his supposedly completed studies......

Among the women, they were busy preparing food for the evening.

I plan to finish dinner a little earlier today, so that I can complete the allocation of the cabin as soon as possible, and maybe I will be able to move in that evening.

Song Yong held a charcoal in his hand and began to walk around the residential area.

At this time, it is not enough to temporarily check the quality of the project and visit the residential area.

The main thing is that these are basically more than a dozen square areas, and the specifications are exactly the same, and there is really nothing to look at.

He believes in these guys under him more, and sometimes they may be second-handed.

But it is absolutely not at all a matter of being lazy to work while you are away, so there is no need to worry about the quality of the cabin.

What he's doing now is starting with his first wooden house.

Using the charcoal in his hand, he wrote down Arabic numerals on the door of the wooden house one by one, which can be regarded as a number and preparation for the distribution of the meeting in advance.

From 1, Song Yong wrote until 96, and it was the end of this matter.

This also means that during the time he was away, the members of the tribe built a total of 96 residential wooden houses.

Although the planned commissary and artisan's workshop have not yet been built, in terms of housing there is absolutely enough for all.

Because of the fact that he was worried about the division of the room, the dinner preparation of Gardenia and other lesbians was very substandard.

The barbecue is a little half-cooked, and the wild vegetable and fish soup is called a salty person, and out of the habit of not wasting food, Song Yong eats these foods with difficulty.

Finally, in the expectation of everyone, the first division of Gray Rabbit New Village began......

Song Yong's method of dividing the room this time is called an unusually simple and rude one: holding the cut advertising paper, he wrote a total of 95 notes from 2 to 96.

The notes were crumpled and thrown into a blast helmet.

After a few shakes a little, you can start to let everyone draw lots in one of the orders, and which number is drawn naturally corresponds to that wooden house.

And why didn't No. 1 wooden house be included in it, the reason is too simple.

Wooden House No. 1, the first historic building to be built, is naturally his Yong brother's personal house, and he will not participate in the lottery at all.

Such an important thing as the lottery for the subdivision of the house must be carried out on the edge of the tribal fire pond.

Song Yong, who was holding the electric horn, shouted so loudly in his mouth, which can be regarded as giving these guys a preventive shot in advance:

"Pay attention, you can only blame your own bad luck if you draw whichever one you draw, and if you are not satisfied, you can only blame your own bad luck. ”

The people who basically understood Brother Yong's distribution methods, they pointed their heads to the point of flying.

They all said that Brother Yong's method of allocating the house is really called a fair, just, and open, and there is nothing wrong with it!

Seeing this, Song Yong shouted again:

"Hooligans, there is a representative from your family, and the lottery will be held immediately. ”

Even in the primitive era, class and privilege were unavoidable, and a few high-ranking people such as the tribe naturally had the right to draw lots first.

No one expressed any disagreement with this privilege.

In Song Yong's shouting, as the representative of their family's lottery, he happily trotted to the edge of the fire pit; after first smiling at Brother Yong, he reached out and drew a number from the explosion-proof helmet and handed it to Brother Yong.

Song Yong opened it and asked in passing: "No. 38, do you know what No. 38 is?"

After hearing this, the hooligan shook his head and flew up, this thing didn't even have the concept of words, how would he know what the Arabic numerals on the note represented.

However, this is not a big problem, Song Yong slapped the note in the hands of the gangster.

The mouth began to explain: "Take this note, go and find the one that is exactly the same as the pattern on the door, and the one that is exactly the same as the one on the note is your house." ”

After sending away the hooligan and his mother-in-law with a big belly and a happy face.

Song Yong hurried up and shouted again: "Next, it's Ling's turn to be your family, and behind you is the Six Fingers your family to get ready." ”

In this way, according to this simple lottery method, it took Song Yong about more than an hour to complete the room division work this time.

It is worth mentioning that the characters of the thistle family participated in the lottery.

It is not thistle, a woman with a higher status, but the old man who likes to be a father, and it seems that in the primitive era, it still adheres to the good tradition of being the master of the house in major matters.

In addition, according to each family one house.

Unsuccessful women comrades have a house for two people, and slaves have a house for four people, and this girl is obviously treated favorably by Brother Yong, and she is assigned a house alone.

But no one said anything more about such a point......

After the house was allocated, everyone in the tribe took action, and everyone was busy moving their little possessions into their new homes overnight.

As early as when the house was built, they followed Song Yong's instructions.

Holding a stone basin filled with burning wood, he roasted the interior of the room for at least two days.

Under this smoke, the moisture and insects in the house have long since run away, and if you move in now, it will not hinder your habitation today.

Song Yong also hugged a bundle of hay and walked to his No. 1 wooden house.

Today, because of the rush of time, I am afraid that it is too late to build a serious bed, so he decided, and will deal with it tonight first.

But even so, it seems to be much more comfortable than living in a cave.

It's just that he was holding the sheet in his hand and gesturing how to spread it on the haystack.

The girl rushed into his room in a panic, and said eagerly, "Brother Yong, it's not good! ”

As soon as he heard this, a wave of anger in Song Yong's heart rushed straight to Tianling Gai.

I have given them such a bright new house, and the distribution is so fair and reasonable, and if they still want to fight, isn't this a slap in the face?

"What the hell is going on?" Song Yong asked.

At the same time, he was already in the room, looking at any handy guys, who were ready to copy the guys and go out to beat people.

At this time, Gardenia replied: "It was all two families fighting for the house because the pattern on the number is almost the same as the one on the gate." ”

Upon hearing this, Song Yong suddenly woke up.

It seems that when I wrote Arabic numerals, I was a little more ethereal because of my anxiousness.

For example, if you take the note from No. 9 and look at it upside down, you may think that it is No. 6.

The same problem can be found with numbers 38 and 83, 96 and 69.

What's even worse is that now what can he do if he passes, and he probably can't recognize those notes, is it correct or reversed?

"By the way, did they take weapons when they started?" Song Yong asked.

"No, it's all with fists. Gardenia replied with some confusion.

"That's fine, it's okay if they have a rough fight, and you'll be able to figure out which house they are after the fight. When he said this, Song Yong picked up his bed sheet again!