Zhao Yuan and Guo Du came to Lao Zhutian Village, asked someone, and did not see Wang Changjiang, it turned out that he traveled far away a few years ago, saying that he wanted to go to a farther place to have a look, I hope he is still alive.

As in this era and even in later generations, most of the people in a village have the same surname, and the same is true of Laozhutian Village, where most of the people have the surname Wang.

"Who are you?"

Lao Zhutian's Li Zheng is an old man, he may be in his fifties, when Li Zheng has been more than 30 years, he is very respected in the village, from the mouths of the villagers, Zhao Yuan knows that Lao Li Zheng's name is Wang Xiang

"Hello Uncle Lizheng, I'm from Zhaojiazhuang, and I'm going to build a workshop here." Looking at Lao Zhutian's ears, Zhao Yuan said loudly.

"In our village?"

"No, on the other side of White Rock Mountain."

"Then what are you doing here, asking for help from the people in our village?"

"No, we have enough people, but there are too many people coming, and we are not ready for a while, and we need to buy some wood, firewood, and other things from the village."

"No problem, in this case, I'll have someone collect it for you right away."

"Then thank you Uncle Lizheng."

"What kind of workshop do you open, and do you need a lot of people?" Wang Xiang, who has been a righteous person all his life, asked Zhao Yuan and said.

"It's a cement workshop, and you need to use stones from the White Rock Mountain." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"Baishi Mountain, the stones on it are not easy to take, and it is not good if there are fewer people."

"There are more than 1,000 of us in total, and we won't be able to come to the village for help when the time comes." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"Third son, you go and inform everyone to collect the firewood at home and the wood that is not used for the time being, Boss Zhao of Zhaojiazhuang wants it." Wang Xiang nodded, and said with a smile to a villager who was watching the excitement on the side.

"Boss Zhao, there are so many of you, you don't need to buy some food in our village." Wang Xiang asked again with a smile.

Hearing Zhao Yuan say that there were more than 1,000 people, Wang Xiang was overjoyed, it seemed that Lao Zhutian Village was about to usher in a chance to develop, but he didn't know where these more than 1,000 people came from.

The originally quiet old Zhutian Village, because of the arrival of Zhao Yuan and Guo Du, suddenly became lively, and every household got the news and began to collect firewood and wood on the house and upstairs, which could be exchanged for money.

"Uncle Lizheng, everyone wants to ask how the boss collects firewood and wood." A villager came and asked.

"Boss Zhao is here, let Boss Zhao tell everyone."

"The firewood has to be dried, five cents a load, but I want everyone to help send it to Baishi Mountain, as for the wood, according to the length and size, let's discuss the price." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"Baishi Mountain, it's quite far, can the price given by Boss Zhao be a little higher." Some villagers said.

"It's too low, there is no eyesight, Boss Zhao, they have more than 1,000 people in Baishi Mountain, how many things do people need to eat and chew, with this kung fu, I don't want to grow more vegetables, and there will be a good life in the future." Wang Xiang heard the words of the villagers and scolded.

"Yes, yes, as long as Boss Zhao buys vegetables from our village in the future, I am willing to give these firewood and wood for free."

"Why Uncle Lao, you give it away for nothing, you have to give money, if there are vegetables in the village in the future, you must buy them from the village, and I hope everyone will help us." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"What kind of workshop do you have, do you want to open one of them?"

"Of course, we have to keep driving, and we will also repair the road from our old Zhutian to Yakou Village, and widen and level the road on the ridge."

"That's good, that's good." The questioning villager laughed and went to prepare firewood and wood.

"It's all uninformed, but it's a pity that Wang Fa, the most knowledgeable person in our village, has left." Wang Xiangli shook his head and said.

"Is Uncle Li Zheng talking about Wang Changjiang?"

"Not really."

"I'm still thinking about meeting him, but he's gone." Zhao Yuan also shook his head and said regretfully.

"Yes, he's gone, and the village is much more deserted." Lao Li Zheng said with a sense of emotion.

……

Zhao Yuan to the old Zhutian village and his line was particularly smooth, although the old Zhutian village is in a relatively isolated state, but Li Zheng did not have a lot of knowledge, as soon as he heard that Zhao Yuan came to the village not far from the Baishi Mountain to start the workshop, the villagers in the village were mobilized, men, women and children went into battle, a load of firewood, a large and small wood, everyone carried and carried towards the white stone mountain.

"You organize some people to go to the village and help bring firewood and wood." After chatting with Lao Zhutian's old man for a while, Zhao Yuan returned to the foot of Baishi Mountain, found a few stewards, and asked them to arrange for someone to go to the village as soon as possible to transport dry firewood and wood.

"Okay, Boss Zhao."

"Shao Meng, how is the situation of the five guards looking for a cliff or cave?"

"There is no good place, sir, the wounded and sick seem to have to rest in the carriage at night." Shao Meng spread his hands and said.

"That's the only way, let them all get busy and set up a place to camp for the night."

Although there are several caves on Shiraishi Mountain, they are located relatively high and are not suitable for stationing.

However, with the firewood and wood found in the old Zhutian Village, it is no problem for everyone to spend the night.

Thanks to this period of training, everyone was very clear about how to build a temporary stationing shed, and several people worked together in a group to quickly build the sheds used for camping, and as the workers went to Laozhutian Village to transport firewood and wood, simple sheds were built one by one.

"Master, there should be no problem tonight, do you want us to go back?" Guo Du asked Zhao Yuandao.

"I won't go back tonight, and I'll go back tomorrow when things are arranged here." Zhao Yuan thought for a while, shook his head and said.

There are more than 1,000 people here, and they are still confused about how to build a cement workshop, and if they are not there, they may not know what to do, and once they are idle, they are prone to problems.

"Okay, then sir, I'll have someone help build a better shed." Guo Du nodded and said.

The clearing in front of Baishi Mountain suddenly turned into a large construction site, and several stewards assigned everyone's camp, and everything seemed to be in order.

"Boss Zhao, where are they all from?" A villager from Lao Zhutian asked dumbfounded.

"They are from the Southern Tang Dynasty, what do you call the eldest brother." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

……

Although the refugees have only been trained for a few days, the effect is remarkable, although everyone may not understand much about what the stewards say, but they all know that only by listening to the arrangements of the stewards can they eat, and the sense of discipline begins to form in everyone's hearts.

When it was almost dark, the camp was all set up, and only the thatch of the shed for storing the grain was left, but it was enough for each person to cut two handfuls of weeds and tie them up.

"Everyone is happy, the owner said, everyone will have dinner tonight, and everyone will have a piece of meat."

"Great, I smelled the meat just now."

"Are we all going to be stationed here in the future?"

"No, I listened to the steward, and whoever chooses to dig coal has to go to the side of the black mountain where we pass in the afternoon."

"I knew I would have chosen a quarryman, how nice it is here."

"It's late."

"You chose a quarryman?"

"Exactly."

……

The workers chatted and followed Zhao Yuan to this strange town with trepidation, and now they finally have a place to stay.

"Is the meal ready, let's eat." Zhao Yuan asked the steward who managed the logistics.

"It's already done."

"Let's tell everyone to eat." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

Although the sheds are different in size, the general shape looks similar, and the rows are neatly lined up in front of the White Rock Mountain, which looks very spectacular.

"When the cement is ready, the first thing is to fix the dormitory for everyone." Zhao Yuan thought.