At this time, the camp was being renovated, and Xu Ang worked with the victims who were doing things, which was very popular with everyone. Xu Ang's goods were originally a chatter, plus he likes to do things, and the cowhide is also blowing well, and he played with the victims for a few hours, which makes people feel kind.

Everyone is surprised that this county order not only has no official frame, but also likes to brag, and it is not ambiguous to do the work, the layout of this camp was originally arranged by Xu Ang himself, and the arrangement is also handy, and it looks good, so that the victims can't help but look a little higher.

"Brother Ang! Brother Ang! Chen Liang trotted all the way over and shouted at Xu Ang, who was working with his sleeves rolled

"What's wrong? Running so out of breath? Xu Ang put down the wood in his hand to build the house, turned back to Chen Liang and said.

"Master Mu said that it was not early and he was going back." Chen Liang said

"Oh! Alright, we'll come back tomorrow. Xu Ang said

"Folks, I'll go back first, and come back tomorrow! Let's all take a break and get something to eat. Xu Ang said to the victims who were renovating the camp

When the victims heard this, they also said goodbye to Xu Ang, this disaster relief camp supplies porridge or something, there are only two meals a day, and at this time it has been eaten, and the reconstructed camp has arranged for young adults to do these things, and they can't work on an empty stomach, so the people who do things will still have another meal, although they can't eat completely, but it's okay, Li Hui is thoughtful.

The victims also rearranged the camp for themselves, and they were more motivated, and they were not in a hurry to eat, and everyone was still working after Xu Ang left, although there were not many places to change, and it would take a few days to complete.

Xu Ang put down his work, washed his hands and face, and returned to the county office with Mu Caiyun and his party.

Following

Xu Ang woke up early in the morning, everyone had breakfast together, according to Mu Caiyun's arrangement, Xu Ang went to the disaster relief camp alone after breakfast and presided over various things, Mu Caiyun meant to have a good relationship between Xu Ang and the victims, nothing to brush up on the sense of existence, Xu Ang also seemed bored, nothing fun, and he didn't dare to be ambiguous at this critical juncture.

For three days in a row, Mu Caiyun didn't go to the disaster relief camp, she was dealing with all kinds of things in the county office, but Xu Ang was there and Chen Liang mixed like a fish in water, these two people have a fun-loving heart in their hearts, and they can have fun with anything. In the past two days, there have been many victims

"Brother Ang! Do you think it's okay to look at the platform for the rain puja? Chen Liang stood on the platform begging for rain, his hands on his hips, and shouted at Xu Ang with a coquettish face.

Xu Ang nodded and walked to the platform, looking around,

Qiu Yutai chose the most extensive place to give porridge in the camp, in addition to the shed of the soup kitchen, this place is surrounded by a vast area, Xu Ang looked at himself and estimated that the entire venue can probably accommodate more than 10,000 people, thinking of this piece of people under black pressure, he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"In this case, it will be difficult for me and the military advisor to implement the plan!" Xu Ang secretly thought in his heart, 10,000 people in the venue, even if everyone didn't speak, it would be terrible to move the voice a little, and I don't know how many of what I said on the stage could be heard clearly, wouldn't this be a bad thing? Xu Ang suddenly felt anxious.

"There it is! Be a megaphone! Xu Ang paced back and forth on the stage, and thought of a way, if there was a megaphone, the sound would be able to travel far and wide, and everyone could hear it.

As soon as he thought of this, Xu Ang suddenly jumped off the stage happily, regardless of Chen Liang, he quickly ran to Li Hui's office to find some paper, made it into the shape of a horn, and was afraid that it would not be hard, so he pasted several more layers, and Chen Liang followed behind and looked dumbfounded.

"Brother Ang! Could it be that the opening of the night pot in your room is too small? This paper funnel is useless! It melts in a pee, or should I find a blacksmith in the county to make you an iron? Chen Liang couldn't help shaking his head as he looked at the horn made by Xu Ang, this idea is okay, but Brother Ang's materials are too unsophisticated.

Xu Ang stroked his chest to calm himself down,

"Brother Liang, this is not a urine bucket! It's called a megaphone! Xu Ang said angrily

"Megaphone? What is it for? Chen Liang suddenly asked with some curiosity

"All I have to do is speak to the end of this little head, and it gets louder! It can be heard from far away. Xu Ang replied

Chen Liang was amazed when he heard this, there is such an artifact? Pulling Xu Ang was about to try it, Xu Ang was also very happy, and the two of them were there to drum.

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"Hey! Brother Ang! Don't be unhappy! Isn't it just a failure? Maybe we'll have to think of something else! Besides, you're useful, but it's not that effective! Chen Liang comforted Xu Ang on the side

Xu Ang didn't speak with his head pinned to it, his heart was uncomfortable to death, this world was too backward, Xu Ang thought hatefully, he just didn't think that which speakers in his previous life were driven by electricity and magnet coils, although this thing is simple, with the current level of science and technology in the world where he is located, it can't be done.

The horn made of paper is at most a function of gathering the direction of the sound, raising it by five decibels, which is the sky, and if you want to achieve the effect that 10,000 people can hear, it is a fantasy. When Lao Tzu has the power, then set off an industrial revolution! Isn't this kind of thing easy to catch? Xu Ang thought hatefully.

As soon as I thought of this, my head suddenly stirred, and I thought of the story of Wang Mang, who was the ancestor of the Plane Crossing Father, who was discovered by the Plane Management Association due to a large amount of use of Crossing Technology, and finally arranged for Liu Xiu, the son of the Plane, to correct the historical trajectory. There was another chill in my heart, I had crossed it myself, maybe the noodle management association really existed, and this kind of thing to speed up the process of history was really unacceptable! My heart was also low, and I didn't speak for a long time.

After a while, Chen Liang asked

"Brother Ang! You're just making this thing for fun? ”

"Hey! Tomorrow begging for rain, I will speak on the stage, there must be a lot of onlookers, if the people around me can't hear it, it's useless for me to say it! I thought maybe I could be heard by everyone! Xu Ang replied

Chen Liang lowered his head and thought about it, and said

"Brother Ang! I can't let everyone hear you, but if I let everyone know what you say, then I still have a way! ”

Xu Ang was overjoyed when he heard this, put his hands on Chen Liang's shoulders, shook Chen Liang's shoulders and said

"Do you really have a way?"

Chen Liang was embarrassed by Xu Ang, and he wondered why Xu Ang didn't think of such a simple way. It seems that my Chen Liang is still alive in his brain! Ever since Brother Ang summoned a beautiful master, the whole person has become stupid.