Wang Jianguo saw Jiang Cheng from afar.

Jiang Cheng had already taken off his shirt and was smashing the pile with a twelve-pound hammer.

Wang Jianguo walked briskly towards him.

It's one o'clock in the afternoon, which is the hottest time.

Jiang Cheng's sturdy and swarthy back was dripping with sweat. As he exerted his strength, the muscles in his back were throbbing one by one, as if they had vitality alone. Maybe it was dazzling, Wang Jianguo seemed to see that the sweat on his body actually refracted the sunlight and flashed brightly.

After approaching, Wang Jianguo shouted: "Lao Jiang, let's rest!" ”

Jiang Cheng stopped, looked back at Wang Jianguo, smiled, and said, "Oh, rare distinguished guest, the road was opened in the morning, so I came to inspect the work." Notify me directly, I'll pick you up. ”

Wang Jianguo waved his hand. The production and processing of wood industry is clearly responsible for Jiangcheng, and everyone will definitely be at the same level in the future, but they can't put it up.

"I called you, and you didn't answer. Anyway, I have to come in person, so I don't bother others. "Several dedicated persons in charge have dedicated contact channels.

Jiang Cheng turned his head to look at the place where the shirt was placed, and the clothes were hanging thirty meters away!

"Haha, I'm sorry. You see, I didn't hear it. ”

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm looking for you this time because of that other thing. ”

Wang Jianguo handed him the bag of things casually, and said, "This is the milk powder you want, if you don't remind us that we have forgotten, there are still two minors here." ”

Jiang Cheng immediately patted his head and shouted, "Look at my broken brain, I've been memorizing Jihua books all day long." Nothing else can fit it. I'll break all the bamboo for you...... I forgot to make it up! Well, you can take it back and make it up yourself. ”

Wang Jianguo hurriedly said: "No, all the girls on my side are on the field." Where can I weave bamboo? ”

"What is that bamboo for! Dozens of bamboo plaques for drying fish! ”

Wang Jianguo hurriedly shook his head again and said, "Not only a few dozen yuan, I want two hundred yuan." ”

"What's the matter?! What are you doing with so many fish! ”

Wang Jianguo said: "Director Song has guided, and there is no panic in his heart. ”

"Then you can't just interrupt Jihua!"

After Wang Jianguo heard his loud voice, he was afraid that he would talk nonsense, so he hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, in addition to bamboo, I'll take some wood back and build a fish drying rack by myself." ”

"It's not that I don't help, I even have two children here as laborers. I can only give them some milk powder, it's the time to grow up, I'm really afraid of getting tired and hurting them......"

"Hey, my two little kids are on the field too......"

"Who arranged this? A child who is less than ten years old, who is so ruthless! ”

Wang Jianguo hurriedly said: "How can it be, it was the two children who asked to play by themselves, that is, to catch flies!" ”

Wang Jianguo and the accompanying driver loaded the chopping bamboo into the car, and personally broke dozens of square flutes on the woodworking milling machine, took some wooden boards, and went back to the estuary.

On both sides of the road was a scene of ruin. Tall and low stumps can be found near and far. Countless gigantic tree roots are randomly placed on both sides of the road, waiting for various fateful arrangements. One of the roots caught Wang Jianguo's attention.

In the eyes of an artist, that tree root would resemble a sad old man sitting on the ground, pointing at Heaven with a bony arm and asking: weishenme, weishenme Heaven will give them such a miserable fate? Who did they mess with? Heaven was silent, and could only helplessly let the traversers toss around.

"Look," Wang Jianguo pointed to the root of the tree and said to the driver, "Do you think it looks like a three-seven cannon?" ”

The driver glanced at it and said, "I see, it's more like a urinal." ”

There are roads, but the road conditions are miserable. Although the driver was very cautious in driving, the car was still very bumpy.

Wang Jianguo didn't care about the discomfort of riding at this time, and his heart was full of a sense of success unique to science students. He looked out the window at the dilapidated landscapes, admiring the beauty of modern destruction. It's beautiful, we are the masters of the earth!

It took them less than seventy-two hours to open four kilometers of jungle passes, and possibly even for heavily loaded cars.

But this is not the most haode option, as the destructive deforestation progresses, they have found a more haode road that can completely bypass the slurry return area, and it is not far away, only two kilometers more.

After arriving at the return area, the car began to shake in a jumping manner, and the bamboo in the carriage rattled wildly. The driver said angrily: "Manager Wang, this is walking the washboard." When will that road be started?! ”

Wang Jianguo looked at his watch and said, "In 96 hours." ”

The driver said in his heart, and said, "Then what can you do with this rotten land?" ”

Wang Jianguo recalled the simple plan and said: "Plant coconuts first, and then plant some flowers and plants as a seaside park." ”

The plan was hastily created after the geological survey continued to deepen. In the process, they discovered many villages that resembled primitive tribes, and even found many small boats by the river upstream.

Their strategy here is different from that of the city of Geranza, where the area of the city uses non-passive contact, which means that they can actively reach out to the locals at certain times. And in the estuary base area, non-active contact is adopted, that is, you locals live your own life, we don't bother, what if you come to us? It depends on your attitude.

"Then I'm going to book a room with a view here, with a river view and a sea view." The driver thought about it for a long time before he thought of asking for a benefit first.

"Alright, you haven't carefully studied the contract we signed, have you? We all have a share. ”

"There's so much hope." The driver howled.

The car returned to the estuary base, and the road conditions were somewhat better. After arriving at the door, the driver honked his horn twice at the gate, and a militiaman ran out of a small bamboo hut. The seven-shot was requisitioned from the Heart of the Ocean.

Wang Jianguo glanced at the five-meter-high bamboo watchtower, where a militiaman was dozing on the Gatling. Everyone is tired these days. Hey, it would be nice if there was bamboo, you can build it higher.

Song Shida sat leisurely on a pile of tall bamboo stacks, wiping his sweat from time to time with a handkerchief around his neck. No way, he was born with a lot of sweat.

He is a genuine Fujianese, but he has a northern body shape that is rare for southerners. Among the five, his height is second only to Wu Dapeng. No way, Northeast people are naturally tall.

Just now, when he and other Jishu workers smashed a bamboo stake into the soil, the 30,000-square-meter cargo yard was finally completed. Finally, a concentration camp was successfully built, and I felt very safe.

The cargo yard is guarded by a triple material facility.

First, they cleared all the trees and weeds within a radius of 30 meters and planted infantry mines. It was homemade with fine wire and grenades. In order to prevent accidents, wooden signs were erected every 50 meters, and the words "Do not enter the minefield" were written in beautiful calligraphy on both sides. The warning language is all about warning the traverser. They believe that the intruders of this era must not be able to understand it.

For this, a bucket of red paint ran out. However, all consider the value. Nima's, the power grid is too scary, and it also costs diesel. Minefield, whoever has nothing to do with going there, it feels better.

In the second, they built an X-shaped protective wall with sharpened bamboo stakes. It's a lot of work to turn it over.

The third is defended with barbed wire, which is not electrified. There are also alarms made of various tin cans hanging on the barbed wire.

In terms of whether to use infrared alarm equipment, Song Shida was a little hesitant. Is it necessary to be as well guarded as the city of Geranza? Judging by their feedback, it is simply a defense according to the appearance of a nuclear power plant. The power grid, cameras, and infrared sirens are all missing.

But since the power is in the hands of the engineering command, it's up to them to decide.

Sun Shan and other members of the port department were transferred, and now only Wang Jianguo and Lu Wang are left in charge of the project.

Both of them, like the others, watched all the DVs that attacked the city of Geranza.

At that time, Lu Wang hugged his shoulders and pouted, "That's it?!" At this level, even the combat ability of our village to resist the demolition team is not comparable. ”

Wang Jianguo also said: "Yes, you see that they encountered a little blow, turned around and ran." I thought they could rush up against the rain of bullets. I forgot which online article I read it in, the Ming native rushed up with the submachine gun, and the traverser was so frightened that he threw the submachine gun. What does this mean? They are not even as good as the clay choppers. ”

Listening to Wang Jianguo's off-topic, Song Shida ignored it.

I have seen DV. Song Shida several times, and every time I see the Dutch mercenaries struggling in the rain of bullets, I want to vomit, it's disgusting. It's not that he's weak, it's really disgusting. You have to break it to show that you are ruthless?!

In the DV, he saw that almost all the team members had emptied a magazine and then subconsciously replaced it with one. He thought that if only he had been there at the time, he would have called a halt at this time.

Song Shida listened to the two of them pretending to be ruthless, and muttered for a while, thinking to himself, next time he must arrange for these two guys to clean up the battlefield, as long as he finds an opportunity. But he said, "Don't underestimate the enemy—expect the enemy to be lenient."

Wang Jianguo immediately said: "That's right, in case they are desperate, they don't know what they can do." Just in case. ”

Lu Wangcai said: "What did you do? There is an exit on the northeast side, and a Gatling is enough; There is a hole in the southwest, and two 37 guns are enough; There is a radar warning for fishing boats at sea, no problem, right? At that time, I said that there was no need for a power grid, and I had never seen an animal that was not afraid of people when I was on the logging team, and when the axe sounded, the Siberian tigers ran far away, not to mention the chain saws-"

Song Shida immediately turned the topic back. He said, "Then follow your design, I'm very supportive." ”

It turned out to be what it is now.

Song Shida saw Wu Yongmei and a few girls from a distance taking advantage of this rare rest time to be busy with something in that ridiculous coastal orchid group, squatting up and squatting.

He thought to himself, what flowers do you want in the future, as for now he is busy expressing his love for nature? But he walked over anyway to see if he could help.

At this time, his walkie-talkie rang, and it was Wang Jianguo who reported to him that they were back. Song Shida said without thinking: "You can coordinate and deal with it." ”

Song Shida slowly walked to Wu Yongmei's side and heard her say, "Sisters, when the logging team goes deeper, we must follow behind, I don't know how many precious plants have been destroyed." ”

"Sister-in-law, it's okay, we're all ventilated, if there are weird flowers and grass, everyone should pay attention." Song Shida hurriedly took over and greeted the girls heartily.

They were also exhausted in the past two days. They have them in leveling the field, and they are also in the handling of the catch.

After Wang Jianguo reported to Song Shida, he didn't hear any dissatisfaction from him.

He rejoiced. After the car entered the freight yard, Wang Jianguo jumped down quickly, and said to the jishu members who surrounded him after a dozen rests: "Hurry up, we have to build our own shelf, it's really too busy over there." ”

"When will the fishing boat be unloaded?!"

"I heard that it's earlier than yesterday, let's get busy, it's just a shelf!" Wang Jianguo responded loudly.

Hand saws, hammers, and nails flew up and down together, and in less than two hours, a 100-meter-long, one-meter-and-a-half-meter-wide fish drying rack was erected.

This is prepared for mullet and large yellow croaker on the shelves, and other marine trash fish have already been thrown on the beach to dry.

This incident tells us that it is never easy to get on the shelf, whether it is shijie on that side or shijie here.

Do you know how much rhubarb costs a pound?

I heard that Sima Jianguo, the famous captain of the Zichuan, a petty smuggler and a civilian diesel engine expert, said: "If I can catch the big yellow flower, I won't cross it." As a result, he was criticized by his friends as a typical example of a small fortune and peace.

Do you know that mullet roe is more than a pound?

Pure natural, quality haode, can be made as a VIP gift.

Fan Weiye and Jiang Xue wore a sun hat, each holding a banana leaf in their hands, and chased flies from time to time. They are afraid that flies will land on the mullet roe in front of them.

When Jiang Xue heard that there was a large amount of mullet roe in the catch, she said to Fan Weiye: "I want to use the mullet roe to compensate my mother with my own hands." I owe my mom so much all these years. ”

"Neuropathy, what's the difference between hand-drying and normal tanning?!" Fan Weiye didn't even think about saying it in his heart. But I unconsciously clicked on the introduction of mullet roe in the database.

It turns out that this thing is also very good for men. He hesitated for a long time and said, "Then, I'll also show a little for my father." ”

Jiang Xue smiled in her heart and thought, "Children are very casual and susceptible to environmental infections-"

Thanks to the book friend Da Yezhongye, tcdx1969, Speechless Looking, Melazhi, archoneyes, cabbage n, bayuyang, etc., the boy must write it well. If anyone thinks that writing like this is an injection of water, I'm really speechless, anyway, I know that I have worked hard.

I hope to get a big reward from other book friends, don't run naked tomorrow, hopefully.