There are a lot of miscellaneous things in Shiguantun, Xiao Ye is unskilled, so he let Mei'er take the lead early, and Wang Sili cooperates, and everything including money and grain income and expenditure, account checking, etc., is not in charge; Wang Ziliang, a scholar with a dark heart, is temporarily in charge of intelligence matters, and he needs to spend money to find his wife with hundreds of households.

Of course, for the verification of the cost of collecting intelligence, Wang Ziliang still has to get back the receipt drawn by the fingerprint, and find Mei'er to write off the account, and Xiao Ye will also temporarily send guards to check and supervise. There are precedents to follow, just follow them.

Anyway, Mei'er has her father-in-law and old man behind her, and the matter of the accounts and money is related to Shiguantun, Xiao Ye doesn't believe that he can really leave it alone.

Wang Dali's five small flags, the craftsmen were gathered into a team, more than 40 people, plus the hunters of Jiming Village, mainly responsible for the operation of the quarry's B-shaped mill, the craftsman workshop opened and stopped, and the right to let the craftsmen practice; The stucco and stone blocks in the mould field still can't be stopped.

Older craftsmen do all the work of taking care of the grain warehouses and water storage tanks and cleaning the rattan grass beside the road.

With the establishment of the five small flags that were vacant, Xiao Ye would slowly draw sergeants from Bailong Lake to replenish the troops.

In the stone castle of No. A, Uncle Kun, who has always been silent, still has a few old soldiers in charge of the arsenal, and a long key hangs on his waist all day long.

In addition to grasping the drills of his sergeants, Xiao Ye was worried about the defense of Bailong Lake, and the shipment task of the A-brand stone mill was very tight.

As a result, Mrs. Baihu's management of food, clothing, and housing in the tunli became a major topic among the sergeants' chats, and the news spread, and those sergeants who became families, even if it was Bailonghu, the mother-in-law at home began to harden.

There is a shortage of manpower in Tunli, and Mrs. Baihu is in the name of Baihu, so that the military households do not have too much criticism, but Lina, who followed Mei'er, was muttered by some old military households for a long time.

Especially Mei'er and Lina, who have been married to hundreds of households for more than half a year, run around in the tun all day long, and spend more time in private schools, but their stomachs have always been mediocre, even Yang Tianshou feels strange.

Stone Castle, Xiao Ye stood in front of the No. A stone mill, silently looking at the picture that appeared out of thin air, and the left stone standing behind him did not notice at all that the top of the opposite head was empty.

Last night, the Qin stone team escorted a team of pack horses to transport the stones from Bailong Lake back to the mountain again, and the kind of semi-metallic luster that Xiao Ye had specially designated before brought back more than 20 bags of nearly 1,000 catties.

After the military order for the sergeant Dabi was sent to Bailong Lake, it also made those miscellaneous servants excited.

At the bottom of a very deep pit on the south shore of Bailong Lake, the temperature below was frighteningly hot, and the handyman with good deeds, with a fierce force, covered his face with a wet cloth, hung a rope to the bottom of the pit, knocked down a small pile of stones with a pickaxe, and carried them up in a leather bag.

Xu Wangliang had never seen this kind of stone with a metallic luster, so he hurriedly reported to Tian Xiuxiu, and after Tian Xiuxiu and Huang Hanxiang discussed, they sent a team of miscellaneous servants to mine thousands of catties of stone.

The stone was transported back to Shiguantun, and Xiao Ye's stone mill was upgraded after devouring the stone. "The central database is randomly repaired by one thousandth, and the machining platform is repaired by three thousandths," this time, Xiao Ye finally saw this line, but still couldn't understand the meaning.

Although he didn't understand the meaning, the two words of repair made Xiao Ye's heart pound and beat wildly.

After interrogating the source of this batch of stones, Xiao Ye immediately asked the pack team to return to Bailong Lake, and also brought his handwritten letter, instructing Huang Hanxiang that in the future, in Bailong Lake, in addition to saltpeter and sulfur mining, can not be abandoned, the rest of the miscellaneous labor, all put into mining these stones, the more the better.

The reckless young handyman was rewarded with thirty taels of silver tickets by Xiao Ye, the bearer silver tickets issued by the Tian family, and the kind that saw the tickets exchanged for silver.

On the booth in the picture, there are 20 items in the grid, and unsurprisingly, seven of them indicate that the data can be upgraded; Xiao Ye's eyes were fixed on the Triangular Army/Thorn, and he hesitated for a long time, but did not open his mouth to read the upgrade.

The Triangular Army/Thorn, in the mouth of Wang Dali's old craftsmen, is a rather vicious weapon, piercing into the enemy's body, bleeding is brushed, and it can't be stopped; However, Wang Dali, who had the sample, confidently said that as long as the iron material was sufficient, he could also make this kind of army/thorn.

"Since Uncle Wang can be controlled, then there is no need for the military thorn to come out of the stone mill, let's let it upgrade its data and see what kind of rarities will appear," thinking in his mind, Xiao Ye, who had just made up his mind, had not opened his mouth to speak, and his eyes shrank suddenly.

In the floating picture, the triangular army/thorn pattern quietly dissipated, and a strong sergeant appeared, a sergeant in an earthy yellow field uniform, dancing a strange knife in his hand, stabbing, cutting, chopping, chopping, chopping, chopping, quickly cutting the branches and ropes, and sawing the thick planks with ease.

"Can the stone mill read my thoughts?" Xiao Ye, who was a little sluggish, had the hair on his back standing on end, and he didn't understand why his thoughts were actually known by Shi Mo, and it just so happened that Zuo Shi was by his side, which also reduced his embarrassment to himself.

In the second grid, a heavy short knife appeared, and the words "data upgrade" on the other six grids disappeared at the same time.

"Hunting knives, fifty," as he meditated, after waiting for two teas, the platform in front of the stone mill quietly descended into the ground, and when it rose again, a long iron box stayed there quietly.

Stepping forward, Xiao Ye opened the lid of the box, took out a short knife with a scabbard, picked out the cowhide button on the scabbard, and pulled out a sharp hunting knife.

The surface is dark gray knife body, the cutting edge is sharp, the back of the knife has a serration, the serration is sharp, the angle is appropriate, and there is a long hole in the front of the knife body, and the function will be explored later.

The handle of the hunting knife is cylindrical, with a net pattern on the surface, and it feels good to hold, and there is a ring on the horizontal guard of the knife, and a small card slot is opened at the end of the handle. This method of positioning in combination with a gun cannot be used with both rear-loading guns and shotguns.

What made Xiao Ye speechless was that the deep blood groove on the blade of the hunting knife, the blood groove that Uncle Wang looked down on, still existed.

The function of the blood groove itself is to direct the blood out after the knife stabs the human body, lubricate the friction between the knife body and the muscles, facilitate bloodletting, and facilitate extraction; At the same time, in the case of reducing the weight of the knife body, the stiffness of the knife body is enhanced - the shoulders on both sides of the blood groove are equivalent to two strong convex ribs, which improves the bending and torsion resistance of the knife body.

Standing behind his brother, Ximen Zuoshi, saw him looking up at the rough roof, and he didn't make a sound for a long time, and he didn't dare to disturb, but quietly looked around.

Then, I didn't hear any other sounds, so I saw my brother come forward and walk to a box, well, when was there a box there?

Perhaps, there is a secret warehouse of the Persians here, Zuo Shi, who was secretly guessing in his heart, hurriedly followed, and saw that his brother had already taken out a short knife, so he went up.

"Brother, is this a short knife?" Zuo Shi, who asked knowingly, blinked his eyes, stared at the cold and shining blade in Xiao Ye's hand, and said with a shy face.

"It's called a hunting knife, and it's used to replace the three-edged army/stab," Xiao Ye inserted the knife into the sheath and handed it to Zuo Shi casually, "You take it outside and try it, pick up the hardest place and cut it hard, and see if the blade is good or bad,"

The three-edged army/thorn equipped by the sergeants, Xiao Ye does not plan to take it back, but if he wants to equip it with a hunting knife, it is still the priority of the flag officer and above. It's just that on the wall of the house, it's time to hang a military thorn as a souvenir.

Asked the guards to carry the box to Uncle Kun for storage, Xiao Ye walked out of the mill, and saw Zuo Shi facing an iron rod, clattering and chopping; The two guards with iron rods looked at the abused short knife with pain on their faces.

"Ding, ding, ding," more than a dozen slashes with all his might, there were some sweaty left stones on his head, his hands were numb, he raised his hunting knife, looked at the blade carefully, and there was no crack at all, but the iron rod that was used as an iron chisel, with seventeen or eighteen deep grooves on it, almost half the depth.

Xiao Ye looked at the experimental effect with satisfaction, a steel knife of this strength, even if the style is passed out, no one can imitate it without raw materials, and the Uzi steel knife may not be comparable.

Three days later, a dozen wagons escorted by ten red-haired sergeants arrived at Shiguantun; Xiao Ye left books and vegetable seeds, loaded a cart of munitions supplies, five water umbrellas, and asked the convoy to drive directly to Bailong Lake.

This time, escorting the convoy was the Heizi squad and the Wang Hu squad, twenty sergeants plus flag officers, all shotguns, and two cartridges for each of the sixty rounds of projectiles; In the backpacks behind the two flag officers, the gun grenades are equipped with fifteen guns, plus the revolver fire/gun in the waist, it is not impossible to put together a Tartar.

In late June, it is the season when the wheat seedlings begin to water and fill the grain, but this year's weather is really hot, and there is no rain in half the month; The red-haired sergeant who returned to Shiguantun, the flag officer Liu Liancheng, handed over a secret letter to Baihu at the foot of the mountain.

They have to continue on the road, otherwise the field guys in the shops in Tunli will see the problem.

"Lord Baihu, on the way here, the subordinates of Huodun saw the rattan grass, and those sergeants were carrying a flag officer to run into the Huodun," Liu Liancheng was rescued from the grassland by Xiao Ye, and naturally he had no feeling for the sergeant in the gravel fort, and even gloated.

"Oh, yes, it seems that it is their turn to suffer our crimes," Xiao Ye's mouth was not concerned, but his heart jumped a few times, he remembered that this place was the nearest fire pier, but it was nearly sixty miles away, and the vine grass grew too fast.

Further south, you will soon reach the Xilong River.

From Liu Liancheng's words, it can be heard that the rattan grass surrounding Shiguantun is now estimated to be basically covered in the mountains within a radius of 60 miles, and it is about to spread out of the mountainous areas, depending on the situation, there is a tendency to expand; The culprit stood in place, his brow twisted into a pimple.

Xiao Ye couldn't guess whether this rattan grass was a fence or a cage for him, but he resolutely couldn't admit that it was his fault, otherwise he would become a sinner for the ages.

It's better to hurry up and let Uncle Wang plant Coptis chinensis, the saplings can isolate the vine and grass, and maybe they can also come back in exchange for some rations.

Liu Liancheng didn't expect that it was his own words that gave Baihu a hunting knife, the style of this knife is much better-looking, compared to the hideous appearance of the three-edged army/thorn, it is a high-end product at first glance.

Of course, he also understands that the reward for Baihu is an affirmation of the guardian of Baodes, and in the future, he will continue to keep an eye on every word and deed of that guy from Baodes.

Along with the arms and supplies, there were also thirty hunting knives, and the officers above the flag officer there, including Xu Wangliang, were equipped with one, which was a symbol of status; As for Tian Xiuxiu, in the package that Mei'er gave her, perfume, mirrors and other bits and pieces were necessary, and Xiao Ye also stuffed two hunting knives.

Sent Liu Liancheng away, with a hunting knife hanging on his belt, Xiao Ye inspected Shiguantun and gave Uncle Wang six handfuls, and asked him to hand over the five craftsmen who led the team, don't chill their hearts; Li Langzhong also took a look and gave it by the way, this is a big matter of face, and there is no room for sloppiness.

Li Muchen also made a home in Tunli, and a good-looking mother-in-law was waiting, and it seemed that she would not leave again.

In addition to the eleven knives taken by Zuo Shi in the personal guards, the hunting knives in Xiao Ye's arsenal were all cleaned in Uncle Kun's hands in less than three days.

This multi-functional hunting knife soon aroused the interest of all military households, especially those craftsmen, who were full of praise and amazement at the material of the knife; Xiao Ye heard Zuo Shi's return, and immediately added a hunting knife to the Bowdes trading list, known as the Uzi War Knife to the outside world.

Each Uzi war knife with fifty taels of silver tattoo is still the first-hand wholesale price, what is the Chamber of Commerce, plus a few layers of profits, what does it have to do with him.

Ten days later, Liu Liancheng and the others returned, and the Heizi team and Wang Hu's team also accompanied each other, bringing back hundreds of pack horses and a long team; At the same time, the six corpses wrapped in white cloth on the back of pack horses made everyone in Shiguantun military households sad.

Such is the fate of military households, dying on the battlefield is fate; He had long since refused to allow the collection of the head of the Tartar, but the corpse of his own sergeant, if he could bring it back, he should bring it back to Shiguantun for burial.

The horse team entered the stone fort of B, and Liu Liancheng, Lei Xiaoqing, and Wang Hu drooped their heads and went to the hundred households to ask for their guilt.

When camping at night, the thunder jumping was not arranged in an appropriate position, and the convoy pulling grain was on the grassland, and encountered the night attack of the Tartar cavalry, and luckily entered the camp.

Fortunately, the team of Heizi and Wang Hu kept practicing all day long in Shiguantun, and they had to keep one eye open when they slept with a gun; A grenade was fired, driving the Tartar cavalry away, and wounding his own men in the confusion, but the grain wagons were half destroyed.

The grain transport team that walked around and fought knocked out almost half of the guns and grenades on the munitions wagon, and then rushed to within the distance of the letter post; Wang Meng's team, who received the call for help, took a large group of Tartar slaves and held the Tartars who kept attacking the food team, and barely killed all the Tartar cavalry of a hundred-man team.

The Tartar cavalry, which came and went like the wind, once they played guerrilla, anyone who touched the trick of speeding away would have a headache.

As usual, Li Langzhong led the medical guards and commanded the sergeants to help the wounded to the clinic, but the deceased was personally sent by Xiao Ye to the cemetery in the west; The vines and grass had been submerged there, and they had to wear protective clothing, and there were shovels in front of them to clear the way.

The craftsmen made low tombstones out of stucco, and the three flag officers knelt in front of the graves made of sand and stone, their bodies exposed; "Bang, bang," Xiao Ye, who was holding the thorn in his hand, whipped his three subordinates angrily.

"Raise the gun, let it go," Xiao Liuzi, who commanded a team of sergeants, saw that Xiao Ye was so angry and scary, and hurriedly gave an order; Sergeants lined up beside the tomb, raising their guns/guns in the air, their muzzles pointed at the blue sky.

"Peng, Peng, Peng," three rows of fire/gunfire rang out, and Xiao Ye also stopped, threw away the bloody thorns, and left the cemetery without looking back.

It wasn't until the sergeant's spiritual seat was settled in the Land Temple and explained the matter of Mei'er's pension that Xiao Ye went to check the raw materials that were pulled back.

He went to the quarry mill, Mei'er and Wang Dali looked at the list written by Liu Liancheng, and were immediately dumbfounded, the six sergeants who died in the battle turned out to be all back from the grassland, so their families must not be in the mountains, but in other places.

After digging out the hidden list of flower names in the hundred households, and checking them one by one, Mei'er sighed, fortunately, the origins of the six sergeants are in the area of Wuguan Town, which is not very far from here; If you meet a mainlander, it will be troublesome.

After thinking about it for a while, Mei'er asked Wang Ziliang to invite him to tell him about sending people to the hometown of the dead sergeant to pay for the funeral; Wang Ziliang, who was having a headache about how to contact Huodun, hesitated a little and responded to this matter very happily.

At night, in the hall of the hundred households, the three flag officers wrapped in medicine belts were scolded by Xiao Ye again, how many brothers were killed in the battle Xiao Ye was helpless, but under negligence, the dead sergeant was wronged, can he not feel distressed.

Liu Liancheng was inexperienced, but Lei Xiaoqing and Wang Hu did not warn him in time, which was what annoyed him the most. The consciousness of the small hill is in Shiguantun, which is a big taboo.

Under Wang Ziliang's persuasion, Xiao Ye still let go of the three miserable flag officers, but it was necessary to confiscate a hundred taels of silver, and he had to take it out and hand it over to the family of the dead sergeant. Of course, the coolies who went to work in the B mill for a month can only be written down for the time being.

In this regard, Liu Liancheng, Lei Xiaoqing, and Wang Hu, who were full of remorse, were not the slightest dissatisfied. This Tartar raid gave them a lesson, no matter how powerful the firearms in their hands were, once they relaxed their vigilance, they were afraid that they would die next time.

Zhang Anlin, a military householder, was an old carpenter who was originally a craftsman, followed Wang Dali to Shiguantun, he was in his fifties and was sick, if it weren't for Li Langzhong's treatment, it is estimated that he would not have survived this summer; This carpenter, who is now in charge of taking care of the water umbrella in Tunli, is living a pretty good life.

Zhang Anlin's two sons have become sergeants, one is in the personal guard, the other is in Bailong Lake, and the youngest daughter follows Hanjuan and studies in a private school, which is unthinkable in Gravel Castle.

The son's food and salary are saved at home, and it will cost to marry a daughter-in-law in the future, and the wife takes care of the housework at home, and the narrow vegetable field at the door of the house is the soil she dug at the bottom of the mountain, so she can save going to the shop to buy vegetables.

In the evening, Zhang Anlin's second son Zhang Cheng in the pro-guard team hurriedly went home for a meal, and told his father by the way that all the tasks of the hundred households were to send pensions to the families of the six brothers who died in battle.

The pension of fifty taels of silver tickets per person is the rule set by the hundred households, and in the history of the gravel fort, such a huge amount of silver taels has never been seen, and even some sergeants died in battle, not to mention that there are no corpses, and the pension of ten taels of silver is sometimes in arrears.

However, these six sergeants were looted to the steppe by the Tartars a few years earlier, and it is not known if there are still relatives in their hometown, and this mission is not easy to do.

The reward for two taels of silver was that the relatives of the six sergeants must be found, the bereavement pensions must be delivered, and the recovery slips must be obtained, and the receipts must be secured with land and drawing; Although it is in the area of Gansu Town, and there is a registered address, other military households are far away, but Zhang Anlin, who is careful about budgeting, is a little moved.

In the open space on the west side of the warehouse, the 100 households have already begun to plant Coptis trees, and the vacated places of the vine grass are cleared, and the Coptis trees are surrounded in a circle at intervals of fifteen steps, which can stop the spread of the vine grass within five zhang.

The 100 households allowed all military households to buy stucco and stones, build houses outside the tun, and even sent craftsmen to help build houses; However, a small courtyard at a discount also requires more than a dozen taels of silver, which is much cheaper than the gravel fort.

What made Zhang Anlin restless the most was that the first ten small courtyards built by the hundred households would each lease a water umbrella with a monthly rent of ten yuan, which was a valuable commodity that could not be bought with money; All the first ten households need to do is to build the courtyard wall to the east higher, and leave a slip of steps in the courtyard that can go up to the wall and expose their shoulders.

It was Xiao Ye's original intention to turn these small courtyards on the outer edge of the mountain into independent fortresses that could resist attacks from the bottom of the mountain, and of course, improving the living houses of the military households was also one thing; After all, now all military households have a little money in their hands, and they can't spend it in this Shiguantun.

For this reason, he also specially greeted Wang Dali, and asked his filling mold field to only charge labor for military households to build houses, and he could owe the stucco and stone blocks for building houses on credit, and the IOU should be handed over to Meier for accounting.

There are many military households who want to build houses, but there are not two that have taken the lead so far.

After thinking about the effort of a meal, Zhang Anlin put away the cigarette bag and pot, got up and went to the hundred households, he wanted the reward of two taels of silver, but more importantly, he wanted to go back to the gravel fort to see, there were still two of his distant relatives there, and now I don't know if there is food at home.

It's a difficult month before the wheat is ripe, and it's just the right time to send some food to relatives so that they don't go hungry.

In the hundred households, Xiao Ye met Zhang Anlin, an old carpenter with white hair, Xiao Ye was still very impressed, his family used to be in the gravel fort, and his father also asked him to make a kang cabinet for his family.

"Uncle Zhang, the distance is a little farther, you see, let's let the young people go, this is a hot day," Xiao Ye personally poured a cup of herbal tea for Zhang Anlin, persuading this somewhat stubborn elder.

"It's okay, I went to other tunli to make furniture, and I didn't walk at night," Zhang Anlin, who had a cigarette pouch in his arms, sat on the stone bench and rubbed his rough big hands restlessly, his eyes staring at the ground, "Besides, I passed by the gravel fort, and I can still go to see my cousins, they have many children and their rations are very tight,"

Knowing that Zhang Anlin was not good at talking about silver, Xiao Ye didn't say anything, and waved his hand to let Xiao Liuzi bring a small box, which contained a thick stack of small silver tickets, which was three hundred taels.

"Uncle Zhang, that's good, you take this, I will give Zhang Cheng ten taels of travel expenses, and let him accompany you on a trip," pushing the small box in front of Zhang Anlin, Xiao Ye said lightly.

"Pay attention to safety on the road, and if necessary, you can give up these silver tickets," After speaking, Xiao Ye got up and solemnly bowed his hand to Zhang Anlin, "The pension of my six brothers' families, please ask Uncle Zhang,"

Before going down the mountain, Wang Ziliang found Zhang Anlin, and he was paid two taels of silver, so that he had the opportunity to contact the sergeant in the fire pier, and it was best to get in touch with the relationship to facilitate his future movements, and the silver would not be taken back if it was not successful; Zhang Anlin thought about it, and nodded for two taels of silver.

Zhang Anlin, who was wearing a brand-new mandarin duck battle jacket, carried a short knife in his waist and a good belt at his waist, and rode a mule and horse down the mountain; Although they withdrew from the flag team, Xiao Ye kept the waist card for them, and they were still making up sergeants on the surface.

Sergeants of such an age can be seen everywhere in thousands of households along the side walls.

Next to him was Zhang Cheng, who was carrying a burden, and on the back of a mule and horse, he was carrying two bags of grain.

Zhang Cheng, who was carrying a revolver/gun in his arms, most importantly was a list on his body, on which the addresses of the homes of the six sergeants were recorded; What's worse is that both of them are illiterate, and before leaving, Xiao Liuzi read his name and address several times, so that they could memorize it by rote.

Xiao Ye didn't expect that although his customary pension was a little higher, it later attracted hundreds of military households and farmers to take refuge, and those who left their wealth and land were moved by Zhang Anlin's words without exception.

Zhang Anlin and the others followed the motorcade back to Gansu Town, crossed the Xilong River, and did not break up until they were outside the gravel fort, and the convoy was going directly to Gansu Town.

The goods loaded in the convoy this time are worth tens of thousands of taels, and Xiao Ye alone took out ten pieces of pocket watches, black silk and cotton coats, and there are three hundred sets.

The more lively Baodes made in Gansu Town, the more no one cared about him, and what Xiao Ye needed most now was just time.

The red-haired sergeant under Liu Liancheng, Xiao Ye selected six additions in the personal guard, and his hair was dyed red with paint from Bailonghu; After reiterating the secrecy of military discipline, with the order of the hundred households, they put down their spears and turned into the guards of Bowers.

When I went out on a mission, I could remember my military merits, and there were many people in the guards who wanted to go, but those who showed up in the tunli a lot on weekdays also lost this opportunity.

These six clever sergeants are doing odd jobs in the Fugui Building in Gansu Town, and their real role is to expand the channels of information and make friends with the civilian pawns at the bottom, which just complements the eyes and ears of Baodes.

Shiguantun 100 households, Xiao Ye had dinner, and went to the mill of the first number, thinking that he could take out some guns and grenades, but he didn't think about it, as soon as he entered the mill, he saw that in the picture that emerged, there was a stone mill of the number B again, and the number was one.

Xiao Ye didn't intend to sell this stone mill that he numbered as Linglu, so he turned around and called Xiao Liuzi, asked him to take his personal guards, carried the stone mill to the carriage, and pulled it directly to the bottom of the mountain, and found a place to put the stone mill in the canyon mountain road five miles away from Baihusuo.

Under the dim light of the torches, Xiao Ye pointed to the mountain road less than ten steps wide, and said in a deep voice to Wang Dali, who followed, "Uncle Wang, you arrange people to blow up the stone wall with geobombs, widen the mountain road as much as possible, pave the road with yellow plaster on the spot, and pave the road to Tunli here first."

"The water umbrella and geotechnical bomb are guarded by the left stone," in the silent canyon, Xiao Ye pointed in the direction of the grassland, "Sooner or later, we will pave the plaster road to Bailong Lake,"

"Okay, my subordinates know, I will arrange for the sergeant to come over tomorrow," Seeing Xiao Ye looking at the paving of the road so solemnly, Wang Dali understood the importance of the period, and hurriedly responded, "Then there is no need to inform the Huang family about the output of the plaster of this stone mill,"

"No, their eyes are now focused on Fuguilou," Xiao Ye looked up at the vine grass hanging faintly on the cliff wall above his head, and shrunk his neck, damn, if it weren't for the ravines and cliffs on both sides here, maybe the vine grass would have reached the exit of the canyon.