The cold rain in winter is like crying, lingering makes people angry, and the clothes that have just been dried can be pulled out of the water after a while, and the wet wrapping on the body makes people uncomfortable to move.

Yun Zheng jumped down from the ox cart, led the ox to the bottom of the shed, took the burlap to dry the cow first, and his head was full of rain before he was busy wiping it, and only here did he understand a truth, that is, the cow is more important than people, and several women who helped the cook help Yun Zheng unload the brown rice from the ox cart, and one of the women saw that Yun Zheng was covered in mud and water, so she complained: "How can you cover the brown rice with the coat, these rice will be eaten in two days, and it doesn't matter if it rains." “

Yun Zheng unloaded a small basket of eggs from the ox cart, and said to the woman with a smile: "Don't worry, these are for people to eat, how can you see water, and after seeing water, won't it become a double-steamed rice?" The big guys are working hard, and if you don't have enough to eat, you will die, and a few days ago there was still a little left over from the tail of the food, so I bought a little egg and got some sleeve soup for everyone to drink, warm and warm. ”

The woman smiled and said: "You still have a way, in previous years, brown rice alone was not enough for everyone to eat, you insisted that everyone had food and vegetables, and now they have to make soup, and the days on the construction site like this have become the days of the county lord." ”

Yun Zheng smiled bitterly, I don't know how those officials gave the supply, the brown rice was very small, but the salt vegetables were given to death, and I didn't know if it was the pickled salt vegetables that year, a big black jar, and the one in charge of the library didn't say enough to pull it, Yun Zheng glanced at the seal, which had the mark of Wu Shengjun, needless to say that it was eliminated from the army.

There is no way, Yun Zheng will exchange salt vegetables and mountain people for brown rice, exchange for some meat oil, as long as the mountain people have salt to eat, it is a great thing, where will they pick up, this makes Yun Zheng pick up a big bargain, the more than 100 laborers he is responsible for are very satisfied with their food, no wonder, no one can say a word if there is rice and vegetables.

In fact, they are rolling on the edge of life and death every day, fighting with the mountains, fighting with wild beasts, and fighting with bandits in the mountains.

After drinking a big bowl of sleeve soup, Yun Zheng felt a little warmth in his body, and he taught these women to make the sleeve soup, only a handful of tapioca flour and an egg can make a big pot of soup, and then sprinkle a little green vegetable foam casually, not only does it look good, but it doesn't taste bad, it's just not nutritious, it's just a lie.

When the gong sounded, the laborers went into the shed from the rain one by one, and they were reluctant to leave the fire pit, and the woman in charge of the spoon began to pick up the big spoon.

"Do you want to eat around the fire pond, the little minister looks at you pitiful, today I prepared good food for the big guy, there are chickens, take a sip more, go to the cold."

The honest Cang'er was almost squeezed outside the shed, and Yun Zheng pulled him to sit behind his broken table, where he was able to go back to the wind and brought him a big bowl of soup, saying that he didn't have preferential treatment, but there were slightly more thin egg flowers on it. There was a lot of soup, Cang'er drank an extra bowl, there was no food in the stomach, it was filled with clear soup, and the stomach clanged as soon as he moved, just like a big animal that had just drunk water, no one laughed at it, they were all the same.

The brown rice here, Yun Zheng has never been restricted, plus two salt vegetables, they can eat a big pot, since coming to this shijie, Yun Zheng found that his meal volume is also soaring, the coarse porcelain bowl with a large head, it is not a problem to eat two bowls by himself.

It's been a month since he came to the construction site, Liu Dutou appeared a total of three times, but he didn't expect him to come over today, look at the rice bowls of the laborers, nodded with satisfaction, scooped a spoonful of egg soup from the pot and tasted it, his eyes couldn't help but shine, he filled a big bowl for himself, sat on Yun Zheng's broken table and drank while saying: "Walked a big circle, you look like a living place here, boy, will you do the work of measuring the earthwork, if you can do it, follow me to measure the earthwork, this work will not let you do it in vain, fifty yuan a day." ”

Yun Zheng said with a smile: "You are going to dig a ditch again, the kid will naturally do it, not only will he do it, the kid also knows that you are going to dig a ditch in the middle of the mountain, the stagnant water in the fortress on the mountain can't be drained out, it's winter now, this little rain will be waterlogged, if you wait until the heavy rain in spring and summer, haha, there will be a lively look on the mountain, maybe the work we do in winter will be done in vain, and they will be washed away by the rain." ”

Liu Dutou put down the bowl in his hand when he heard this, slapped Yun Zheng's head and said with a smile: "You are clever, grandma, the reader should be like you, hurry up and think of the most money-saving way, this is the extra work, the above does not give money, come up with it, I will treat you with my old Liu." ”

"Actually, there is no need to clear the stagnant water on the mountain, the north slope of Dousha Pass is such a mountain, the mountain is dangerous and difficult to defend and difficult to attack, so the adults want to build a fortress here, and Dousha Pass forms a momentum of watching and helping each other, but ah, there is a lack of water on the mountain, which is destined to this mountain can not be held for a long time, if I am the enemy, if the army allows, I will surround this mountain, it will not take long, ten days is enough, this mountain will collapse without attacking."

Liu Dutou raised Yun Zheng's face and said playfully: "I don't see it, we still have a master of the art of war here, but you can talk about how to solve this problem and let my old Liu Haode increase his knowledge." ”

Yun Zheng patted the table like a storyteller and said: "The cellar for storing water, if you dig a ditch, the total length of this ditch will not be less than three miles, according to the current progress, you will have to work for at least a month, if you make use of the waterlogged pond on the mountain, there will be no such trouble, and it will be cleared out in three or five days." When it rains heavily, the rainwater will flow into the waterlogged pond, so you won't have to worry about the rain rushing into the fort below. ”

"Nonsense, where did the waterlogged pond come from on the mountain, if the waterlogged pond is rebuilt, Lao Tzu might as well dig a ditch, at least you don't have to dig stones to pave the pond and think you have come up with a good method, it turned out to be a costly method. The control of Doushaguan has not spoken, which kind of heart we, the most important thing is to do our own work. Liu Dutou was a little disappointed.

Yun Zheng violently slammed his head on the table, and with a bang, Liu Du grabbed Yun Zheng's neck and lifted him up and said, "Speak well, what kind of tantrum do you have." ”

"God, Dousha Pass has been guarding the five-foot road for thousands of years, and after so many years of Qin and Han dynasties, the Three Kingdoms, the Two Jin Dynasty, and the Tang Dynasty, Zhuge Liang has stationed troops here, so don't those famous ministers and brave generals know how to use this mountain? The cliff stone carving of Yuan Zi of the Tang Dynasty is on the side of the road, which clearly says that there is a waterlogged pond made of bluestone on the top of this mountain, and his old man has washed his feet here, I don't believe it, after all these years, those stones will turn into soil. ”