Looking at the reaction of the villagers, Zhao Xiang knew that it was absolutely appropriate for Xu Sande to put the saying that people should not be good-looking. So he taught the two to use an impact drill.

It's not hard to use, it's important to get familiar with it. The two of them also worked hard, and when they beat a piece of four or five hundred pounds of miscellaneous stones under the cypress tree to the point that they were covered with holes, they asked Zhao Xiang to let them officially get started.

First on the boulder on the edge of the cliff to make three holes with a diameter of about four centimeters one meter apart, the direction of the hole is transverse and slightly inclined upward, the slightly thicker steel bolt is smashed into the stone hole, and the one-meter-long crude steel bolt only leaves a ten-centimeter-long head hole outside.

The same hole was also drilled in the side of the boulder to attach the steel cable and disperse the force.

If it was a rock like limestone or sandstone, of course Zhao Xiang didn't dare to do it, but you must know that the entire Xiaozhi Mountain is a huge granite, and when the steel bolt is smashed into the stone hole, the threads on it are also squeezed and deformed by the stone, and it is impossible to take it out again.

With these two focus points, everyone put the two people who were wearing hoisting clothes on the cliff wall. Zhao Xiang repeatedly explained that he must enter the cliff from a prominent position at an angle of 45 degrees downward.

Some of the villagers helped pull the safety rope, and some ran out of the mountain gate with a wooden basin to fetch water - the one-meter-deep hole needs a lot of water to cool down, otherwise it is estimated that the cliff wall will not crack, and the drill bit will be scrapped first.

Then some people moved the things out of the hall first.

As for Zhao Xiang, he became an idler, standing on the side and watching the scenery.

When the four support holes are laid, it is to smash the steel bolt, and the punching work has exhausted the strength of the black bull and Xu Sande, and the two sturdy men went down, and the big hammer smashed the steel bolt into the cliff wall. When the two of them came up, they were also exhausted.

Assembling the steel components piece by piece, those are I-beams, not only effectively reduce the weight, but also provide higher support. Soon a lift that felt impregnable just by looking at it was complete.

The elevator is driven by electric power, and there is a controller on the lifting platform of 2*2 meters, Xu Sande and Hei Niu volunteered to go up to the lifting platform first, and when they came up again, only Xu Sande - Hei Niu stayed under the cliff to open the way. After all, there are bushes under the stone cliffs, and there is no way to land without opening a clearing first.

The machete held by the black bull is not a high-end product, but it is an extraordinary product in this era. It is made of shock-absorbing steel plates of large trucks, and the length of a single blade is half a meter.

Zhao Xiang finally found a workshop willing to make these machetes, the salary of a knife is two hundred yuan, you must know that it is an old craftsman on the hammer forging press for twenty or thirty minutes, and the raw materials are still brought by Zhao Xiang himself. But as it turned out, it was worth it.

The control of knives in China is very strict, not to mention this kind of "mass destruction" machete.

Fifty machetes, the workshop owner charged 10,000 yuan, a lot of money, but he also took a lot of risks - God knows what you want to do with fifty machetes in peacetime.

When the villagers saw these machetes, their eyes turned green. In fact, they knew that the Black Bull had a treasure bow, which was given by Mr. Zhao. They didn't dare to expect Zhao Xiang to give them a treasure bow, but seeing Zhao Xiang casually throwing these treasure knives in a sack in the corner, they knew that Mr. Zhao didn't look down on these simple and somewhat simple treasure knives...... Other words...... Put in a little more effort to perform well, maybe Mr. Zhao will give him a treasure knife.

Based on the desire for the sword—and this desire was inexplicably generated by a group of people—the villagers were unusually desperate when they descended the cliff in a lift.

Zhao Xiang really couldn't stand it anymore, and asked He Defang at noon to pull the group of villagers who didn't want to die to eat anyway.

Although, lunch is extremely unfamiliar to the villagers of Wutian Village.

A large awning was erected in the middle of the courtyard, under which were three folding square tables and a circle of plastic chairs. On the table was the meal that Zhao Xiang had taken the time to run back to Hyundai to pack.

For this reason, Zhao Xiang wrapped the pig's feet and rice in the store.

Each person has two braised pig's feet, two large pots of vegetables are placed on the table, and there are three layers of meat in the dish!

Zhao Xiang was ashamed to spend 400 yuan to solve the lunch of more than 20 villagers who worked hard, but when he saw the villagers praising Zhao Xiang for his generosity, he seemed to feel that he was really generous.

Especially after eating, everyone left a pig's foot and asked Zhang Wen to run errands to the village to send it to the family - the good habit of the villagers to pack it for the family to eat if they can't eat it makes Zhao Xiang feel that he can do it according to this standard when recruiting workers in the future. Of course, the premise is that he has to find a pork dealer and a cook here in ancient times, and he doesn't want to travel to modern times every day to buy food for everyone. Fortunately, this time it happened to be a meal, and if it wasn't, it wouldn't be served.

After lunch, Chunyang did not come out again to bask in the sun and play five poultry plays. In fact, I did this purely because the inside of the crypt was too damp, but now it is in the secret room, although it is hot outside, but the four large vat magically lowers the temperature, but it is not hot, so I simply don't even eat lunch.

Zhao Xiang wanted to take a lunch break, but he couldn't fall asleep, he didn't know what a lunch break was when he was young, until his last job, he entered a magical company with a two-hour lunch break......

Zhao Xiang, who couldn't sleep, decided to get up and sit on the elevator and go down to the bottom of the south cliff, since he was full of energy, he would just squander it.

The elevator was very stable, and seeing the complete combination of the steel beam and the stone wall, Zhao Xiang had no doubt that the guy who supplied the goods slapped his chest and said: as long as the support point is fine, ten tons of load is easy. This is so important, to build a house, you have to pull materials up from under the cliff, and if you rely on manpower to move it, you probably can't help but increase the wages of the laborers.

Under the cliff, everyone used rocks to build a platform, and when Zhao Xiang came down, there were already many people in the village. The villagers' idea is simple: since they have eaten other people's pig's feet, then go and make some efforts, is there still pig's feet to eat?

And the villagers really have nothing to do when the farming is slack, just less than 100 meters from the bottom of the south cliff is where Wutian Village is located, the miscellaneous forest has been opened a road, and many old and young are holding wooden pestles to smash the ground. Lu Xun said: If you walk more, you will have a road.

In fact, it is not that there is a road, but that the grass cannot grow after the land is compacted. It is also true to use a wooden pestle to smash the ground, and it does not require much force, as long as a hard shell is formed on the surface.

Zhao Xiang moved the stones for a while, and found that he seemed to be redundant—even Zhang Wen and Zhao Di knew very well where to place the stones they moved, but Zhao Xiang couldn't do it. Every time he put the stone away, he would always find that the stone was too abrupt, and after a while, he would find that the stone he had just moved had been secretly put somewhere else.

A layman who is too enthusiastic is tantamount to giving trouble to professionals, so Zhao Xiang wisely washed his hands and became a shopkeeper, anyway, He Defang, the chief engineer, seems to be unable to even play the role of command.

"Black Bull!" Zhao Xiang screamed, then turned around, the strong body of the black bull was already in front of him, and he smiled innocently: "What is Mr. Zhao looking for me?" ”

"You take me to see the wood sent by Kaiyuan Temple."