Yang Zhe ignored them, and only said to Yang Dafu: "Dafuku, since Brother Dadun said that you followed him on patrol, forget about today's matter." You just follow Yang Qihui and them to do defense. Yang Zhe was not worried that Yang Dafu would retaliate against him because of the deaths of Yang Fu and Yang Li, Yang Dafu recognized the situation the best. If he doesn't know how to lift, Yang Zhe will not use money to support people who hate him.

Yang Dafu didn't think about it that much at all. The people in the clan who were executed by the head of the family because of their mistakes were not only Yang Fu and Yang Li, not to mention the far, but close, Yang Po and Yang Che also had a rod to kill people.

Yang Dafu was only worried that Yang Fu and Yang Li's fault would implicate him, and he was already half scared to death, and suddenly heard that Yang Zhe had arranged for him to do things, and he was overjoyed, and he kowtowed to Yang Zhe again, and ran out to find Yang Qihui happily with a head of blood.

The rest of the people were even more panicked, and kept kowtowing to Yang Zhe, hoping that Yang Zhe would give them a way to live.

Forget about the women and children, Yang Zhe looked at the remaining men, and wanted to go over and kick them a few times. They're all lazy soft-eggs!

"Don't be bad! Go to the mine, disassemble all the instruments, and drag them all out. Be careful, if it's broken, you have to compensate me!" Yang Zhe roared angrily.

Sent away Lao Gu and Lao Shao, and there were no outsiders on Half Moon Island.

After the incident of Yang Fu and Yang Li being sunk into the sea, the Yang clan of Half Moon Island finally recognized the reality!

As if clockwork, everyone opened their arms, exerted their strength, and got to work.

In less than two days, the underground petrochemical production line was all moved to the ground.

Yang Zhe's Half Moon Garment Factory finally has to be installed.

There are a lot of parts, and if Yang Zhe is allowed to install it alone, he will be so tired that he will vomit blood, and he will not be able to finish it.

Yang Zhe called the laziest two dozen men in the clan to the entrance of the mine and taught them to connect the three-proof steel cylinders with a diameter of one meter wide.

With Yang Zhe's precise data and the exquisite craftsmanship of the refiners, any two steel cylinders can be spliced seamlessly.

At first, it was very simple, a few men took the handle, turned the steel cylinder, tightened it, and it was fine. For them who are physically fit, four or five hundred pounds of steel cylinders, they turn them up to play.

But as the length of the pipe increased, the men had to lift the pipe into the pit, and the more they installed, the farther they had to go.

When the pipeline installation project was on track, Yang Zhe came out of the mine and called the remaining men and women who had nothing to do, and taught them to install the sewing machine.

"You come here, you're in charge of putting these two iron plates together. It's very simple, come on, this is a louver, this is a screw, stuff the screw in like this, tighten ......"

"Come, install this shaft. ”

"You, when the two of them are installed, you put the two together. I'll show you how to pretend to be ......."

The work was arranged one by one, although the scene was always like this:

"Philosopher, that ...... What snails...... It's gone, I can't screw it......"

Yang Zhe looked over. "You're blind! I'll ask you to screw No. 2, and you can take a No. 1 screw and throw it, can you screw it? The two are not the same size, you can't tell the difference!"

"Philosopher, I'm too stupid, can you come and teach me again?"

"I'll teach you one last time, and if you don't do it again, you can go home and take the child!"

"Stop it for me, get rolled...... one wheel rolled away.

"Where's my screwdriver? Who took my screwdriver?"

"Bang-" There was a bang, it must have been a half-finished product that had just been installed and fell apart again.

"Ahh

The scene was chaotic, but no one was lazy.

Yang Zhe said that he would pay them according to the amount of work, ranging from one yuan to five yuan for each piece of work.

Yang Kuang walked over and held his mercenary badge in front of Yang Zhe. On the light screen, Yang Hong's big head image is clear.

"Philosopher, one good news and one bad news. Yang Hong said.

Yang Zhe said: "Don't talk nonsense. There is something to talk about. Busy?"

Yang Hong said: "Then I'll tell you the good news first." The good news is that the children's buyers are in touch. ”

Yang Zhe smiled bitterly and said to Yang Hong: "The bad news is that they are asking for a very high price, so we don't have enough money?"

Yang Hong said: "Zheye, their asking price is not high, that is, ...... It's ......"

This time, not only Yang Zhe was anxious, but Yang Kuang was anxious.

Yang Kuang leaned over and yelled at the screen. "Ahh Tengyue is the only child he has opened the Xuan Vein, and the only child who can inherit his kung fu!

Yang Hong said: "They said that they wanted to add some money, and they said that they would send a few children tens of thousands of miles away, which was not enough for transportation costs." ”

"What are they going to add?"

"They say they are some bitter slaves, and they plan to sell us cheaply. ”

Yang Zhe didn't understand. "Isn't that a good thing? We need people right now. ”

Yang Hong said: "What they give us must be inferior goods that are not easy to sell." ”

Yang Zhe disagreed with Yang Hong's statement. "Uncle Hong, that's people! What do you mean by inferior goods? Those people are physically disabled?"

Yang Kuang was already so angry that he beat his chest vigorously.

Yang Hong said depressedly: "It's not enough to be physically disabled. If those slaves were injured, they could basically wait for death. I looked at the list, basically they are over fifty years old, these people have long been squeezed out by the former master's family, and they are just dragging their lives half-dead, and it won't take a few years to buy them back, and they will have to be scrapped!"

Yang Zhe sighed and said, "It's all poor people! Uncle Hong, don't be angry, let's buy it back, spend some money, help them recuperate, and maybe we will be able to work! Let's do some good deeds and accumulate virtue for our children and grandchildren." ”

Yang Hong said angrily: "These grandsons are too pitiful! There are ...... There are also two families who say that they have some old prostitutes, saying that they are skilled in singing and dancing, and they have to sell them to us as partners. ”

Yang Zhe was also depressed. "Why are there old prostitutes?"

Yang Hong said: "Qiao'er, Bottle'er and Lu'er, the three of them were sold into the Qinglou of Qin and Lu respectively. Seeing Yang Zhe's face change, Yang Hong immediately added, "They're fine." They were only eleven or twelve years old, and they had just been sent for a few days...... They're fine, don't worry. They have promised that as long as we agree to buy back all the old prostitutes in their hands, they will release them. ”

"Promise them!" Yang Zhe only felt a sullen breath in his heart blocked his throat. "Heng Yun, I'm going to kill her!

Yang Kuang thumped his chest.

Yang Hong blushed and said, "Philosopher." Heng Yun, she is now more painful to live than dead. Zheye, your method is very good, or let's put together a few more pictures to go out. ”

Yang Zhe shook his head. "One can be two, not three. Those pictures, if you look closely, you can see the flaws. ”