Dozens of homeless people who mustered up the courage to sign up came out to sign up in fear.

After a simple interview, he received a Xuanwen nameplate inside the Yunmeng camp, and was led by a mining army soldier, each of whom received a complete set of clothes to change into, and first ate a [Beichen pill], and his hungry stomach was full, and then he walked towards the luxurious and luxurious tent where Lin Beichen was.

The whole process is probably only the time of a stick of incense.

Outside the big tent, there were already a few civil engineering masters of Yunmeng City waiting.

"Hahaha, I'm really a genius like no other......"

In the big tent, Lin Beichen's exaggerated laughter came out.

Moment.

Wu Fenggu and Tang Tian walked out of it.

The expressions of the two people are very strange.

There is a trace of joy in the surprise, a trace of joy in the confusion, a trace of confusion in the joy, and a trace of firmness in addition to the confusion......

Anyway, the expression is very complicated.

At least from their expressions, it is impossible to see what they have experienced in the big tent.

"Childe, please come in. ”

Qianqian came out of it.

Wow?

There is even a beautiful maid?

When Brother Shan and the other homeless people saw it, they almost couldn't take their eyes off it in an instant.

Isn't that beautiful?

Compared to the beautiful girl who beat more than a hundred martial arts masters outside the camp before, she is not inferior at all, she is simply a goddess in the world.

Under the leadership of Qianqian, dozens of people entered the big tent.

I saw Lin Beichen sitting behind the big case, with a large pile of thick papers on the table.

"Master Liao is here, are these newly recruited apprentices?"

Lin Beichen raised his head and said hello with a smile, and then began to write and draw at the desk, writing hard, and said at the same time: "Duza, don't be polite...... Qianqian, pour the tea, I'll finish painting it right away. ”

'Enemy of 100' Qianqian came over with tea and a smile.

Brother Shan and the others were so frightened that they trembled.

As soon as they remembered the picture of this girl beating the drunken Hualou master outside, they couldn't help but twist their legs and stomachs for a while, and they had the urge to kneel on the spot.

But Master Liao and other Yunmeng people are used to it a lot.

"Thank you, Miss Qianqian. ”

Master Liao said with a smile.

He is fifty-three years old this year, and he is the master of a construction team in Yunmeng City, with excellent craftsmanship and authentic work, which can be said to be famous.

He used to have a good family in Yunmengcheng, with two sons and six grandsons under his knees, which is not a wealthy family, but his father is kind and filial, his children and grandchildren are full, and the life of the family is peaceful and comfortable.

But all this was completely broken with the invasion of the Sea Clan.

The family's house was burned down and later their belongings were looted.

For a few months, he hid in Tibet and saw countless tragedies.

He saw his neighbors killed countless times, saw the houses of his old friends burned, and saw that the buildings he had built at the beginning were all turned into ruins under the ravages of the Sea Clan, and his family ran out of food, had no inventory, and their lives became increasingly difficult, and in early winter, they almost froze to death and starved to death, and fell into despair.

It was Lin Dashao who stepped forward at the critical moment, fought in the ring, blackmailed Bishop Rong once, and turned the tide, not only allowing them to eat, but also bringing them out of the hell on earth and coming to Chaohui City, where a family of twelve can live in this world.

He is now convinced by no one.

Just serve Lin Dashao.

As long as he does things for Lin Dashao, even if he cuts off his head now, he has no complaints.

This time, I heard that Lin Dashao was going to build a house, so without saying a word, he gathered all the old guys in their circle and came to work in a hurry.

A moment later.

"Ahaha, it's finally done. ”

Lin Beichen picked up a stack of drawings, handed them to Master Liao and the others, and said, "Look, this is the blueprint of the new house I want to repair." ”

In the luxury tent, it was the first time for 'Brother Shan' and other homeless people to look at Lin Beichen so closely, and the taste in their hearts was different from before.

They didn't dare to talk much, with apprehension about the unknown future, and fear of Lin Beichen's previous neurotic performance, they looked at the ghost-like thing on a large piece of paper in front of them.

Half a day.

There was silence in the big tent of luxury.

Lin Dashao imagined and looked forward to it, and after reading the design drawing, the group of great workers were suddenly shocked, bowed their heads, knelt on the ground and shouted, "This picture should only be in the sky, why can Dashao draw it" The shocking jaw-dropping scene did not appear.

I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air.

You can hear the needles falling in the big tent.

"How?"

Lin Beichen said a little weakly: "Don't understand?"

According to the memories of his previous life, he transformed the small villas and courtyards built in the new socialist countryside, and sketched them in a way that the people of this world can roughly understand.

It should be easy.

Isn't it lifelike at a glance?

"Da Shao, here...... Uh, and here...... What does that mean?"

Master Liao, a hardcore brainless fan, finally couldn't help but ask.

Lin Beichen covered his forehead.

The pretense failed.

It seems that my thinking is too advanced.

The person who designed this design can't understand it.

Alas.

The life of a wise man.

It's really lonely as snow.

He had no choice but to suppress the disappointment in his heart and patiently explained.

A full hour later.

The experienced masters, when they came out of the big tent, were still confused, as if they didn't understand.

Master Liao suddenly understood what was going on with the extremely complicated eyes and expressions of Wu Fenggu and Tang Tian when they walked out of the big tent before.

Both groups of people have definitely experienced the same psychic impact.

Master Liao and the others discussed with each other while walking, probably understanding what kind of house Lin Dashao wanted.

But I'm afraid it's going to be a big difficulty in building it. But since it was Lin Dashao's request, let's build it in this way.

In the end, if it can't be built, Lin Dashao estimates that there will be a way.

As for why Lin Dashao built such a house......

That's not what these people should ask.

It is already a very honorable thing to be able to play for Lin Dashao.

Brother Shan and the others remained silent all the time, not daring to interject a word, honestly following behind Master Liao and the others, occasionally secretly looking at the internal environment of Yunmeng Camp.

It's rudimentary.

It's true that I've just settled here.

But in the simplicity, it shows a kind of orderly rigor.

Some young people with big shoulders and round waists who looked like masters of the martial arts realm were digging wells on the ground.

There is no shortage of water in the camp anymore.

This made Brother Shan and others very envious.

The environment of the second city is barren, and in order to prevent the sea tribe from using water sources to attack, even the moat of Chaohui Dacheng has been filled, and most of the rivers in the south have been cut off, resulting in a lack of groundwater during this time.

Water is scarce.

It is difficult to have a well in other camps.

Because ordinary people can't hit that depth at all.

But there are many martial arts masters in the Yunmeng camp, and for them to come first, it is obviously not difficult to dig a well.

Moreover, Brother Shan and the others also found that the people in this camp were completely different from the refugees in other places.

Everyone here has a heartfelt smile on their faces, even if their clothes are ordinary, they are also sewn and washed cleanly, without the slightest look of embarrassment and hardship, but are full of happy smiles, as if they are full of hope for the future.

Even happier than the people in the third district.

That kind of look full of hope in his bones can never be disguised.

And what is even more worth mentioning is that these people have an indescribable blind worship for that neurotic little white face.

It's like a religious fanatic facing the main god you believe in.

Under the leadership of several masters, they came to the site where Lin Beichen built a house, where there were already a hundred mining army soldiers waiting with civil construction tools, and everything was under the orders of the masters.

Brother Shan is the leader of this group of refugees who ventured into the Yunmeng camp.

His real name is Yang Dashan, plus he is tall and big, like a mountain peak as thick and reliable, so some partners who follow him are willing to call him Brother Shan.

They were all outcasts from Silver Flame City.

Yang Dashan was rough and had natural divine powers, and he could have found a job to enter the Third City, but in order to take care of the more than 1,000 fellow villagers of Silver Flame City who came to Zhaohui City together, he had always stayed in this barren area.

He didn't talk nonsense, he respected Master Liao and others very much, and worked hard all day on steamed buns.

In the evening, the wages are settled.

They received two [Beichen Pills].

And the imaginary revenge of Zuichun Lou has not come.

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