"Master, aren't you a trickster!" Wen Chengxu turned his head to question Huiwu, his face was extremely ugly.

"It's coming, it's coming, the big guy hurry up and get ready, ready to harvest the grain!" Huiwu jumped to his feet and shouted.

But I saw a large wooden house floating in the upper reaches of the river...... I'm relying on this winter, and there is a flood in the upper reaches of the river?

Otherwise, why would the whole house be washed down?

Wen Chengxu and the others were still stunned, but those craftsmen had already instructed the people to take out special big iron hooks, selected a few river bays with slower currents, poked out the hooks, and hooked those big wooden houses to the shore.

Wen Chengxu walked over and looked at him with a puzzled expression, "This is not a wooden house?" ”

Because there are no doors or windows, they are all closed.

"It's a wooden ship, and it's also a grain ship." Hui Wu smiled and waved his hand, "Open it and let Brother Wen pass by!" Otherwise, he still doesn't believe Lao Tzu's words. ”

It was full of sacks, and because it was waterproof, it didn't get damp at all, and when you cut a bag, the rice inside flowed out.

Wen Chengxu squatted down and grabbed a handful and put it in his mouth to taste it, the expression on his face was very exciting, and he suddenly jumped up and shouted happily, "Rice, it's really rice!" Hahaha! ”

There are not only rice, but also black beans, sorghum, corn, soybeans, honey, dried meat, dried fish, dry cakes, and all kinds of tools......

Anyway, the big guy is just salvaged casually, even if he catches it, he doesn't know what is inside, just like the feeling of opening a blind box, every time he opens it, there are new surprises.

As long as there is food, everything will be easy to do, not only food, but also silver, and there are several large carts in the convoy of the monk Huiwu filled with white flowers!

Wen Chengxu was still not at ease, and when he took over, he ordered someone to cut them one by one to see the quality, anyway, the silver was too big, and he would have to make pieces when he paid his salary in the future.

The result is all pure silver with a foot red......

As soon as the announcement was posted, the entrance of the county yamen was surrounded by water, but fortunately, there were more than 100 soldiers brought by Huiwu to maintain order, otherwise the county yamen would be overwhelmed by the excited crowd!

The big guys all took the initiative to sign up, for fear that they wouldn't be able to take their turn if they were late.

Wen Chengxu repeatedly said that we have to use a lot of labor this time, everyone has a share, our county government has few people, and the registration is too busy, don't wait here, it's not too late to come again tomorrow.

However, the big guys refused to leave, and regardless of the cold wind howling at night, they all huddled in the streets outside the county government and waited.

Wen Chengxu had no choice but to register overnight, but all the literate children in the yamen were dispatched, but they didn't finish the registration until midnight.

I was afraid that the people would freeze to death, so I ordered people to light a bonfire on the street, set up an iron pot, and boil hot porridge to warm up the big guys.

I heard that there is still porridge to eat, and many big girls, little daughters-in-law, and old people and little dolls are all flocking here, and there are still children holding children.

Seeing that the people in the county government were too busy, the women also took the initiative to help wash rice and cook porridge, and even brought their own pots and pans at home......

The big guy drank hot porridge, chatted gossip, and laughed, just like the New Year.

In other words, it has been a long time since White Dragon City has been so lively and festive......

After a busy night, the big guy finally registered thousands of people, and was tired of spreading out on the bed, and after resting for less than an hour, he heard another commotion outside.

But after the city gate was opened, the people outside the city also heard the news and rushed to come, and they all dragged their families with their mouths, they didn't know that it was to recruit migrant workers, thinking that the county government opened a porridge factory.

I heard that it was to recruit migrant workers, and all of them asked to sign up, but now it is freezing outside, and I can't do any work, and I don't have much food, so I can't survive the winter.

Now that we have work to do, we can take care of the food, even if we don't give money...... No

How much silver can you give a day?

Why don't women? Women are not people? Can we do it if you can do it?

Isn't it just to make a sheepfold, we are all from northern Xinjiang, and this is the best thing to do, I can't carry wood, I can't pull a big saw, but I can't weave wicker, right?

Besides, don't so many of you have to have someone to cook, no one to bring food, water, laundry, or something?

Are there so many cattle and sheep who don't eat grass and drink water? In a few days, when it will be time to take the lambs, will you not need manpower? Do you know how to milk the cows? We can do that.

It makes sense.

Moreover, the general residents of White Dragon City are from the northern Xinjiang tribes, serving cattle and sheep, they are professional, both men and women.

But on the third day, there was still an endless stream of people who came to sign up, and these were not from White Dragon City, but ordinary people from other towns and villages, as well as displaced and homeless people......

Kneeling outside the county government and crying, begging the Qingtian Lord of White Dragon City to have mercy, we don't want a salary, as long as we eat and live, we can do it!

Of course, it would be better if it was given silver.

The banks of the Bailong River, which were originally bleak and barren, suddenly became lively, with countless simple wooden houses rising from the ground, as well as all kinds of strangely shaped thatched houses, leather tents, yurt houses, and even hundreds of ground manholes dug out of the shelter under the hillside......

This is not a construction site anymore, it is simply a town, and the population is much larger than that of White Dragon City.

Fortunately, Wen Chengxu is capable, and he manages the eating, drinking, and Lazar of so many people in an orderly manner, if he lets Huiwu take care of it, I'm afraid it will be messed up a long time ago!

He is a general who leads the troops, but he doesn't understand local affairs, so he simply leaves it all to Wen Chengxu to manage, and he is only responsible for public security.

More than 10,000 people, there are no major events every day, small things are continuous, the project has just begun, how many people are arguing because of all kinds of trivial matters, and their heads are bleeding......

The reckless man who makes trouble is easy to handle, and he is very honest when he catches a whip, but what do you do with those big girls, small daughters-in-law, old men, old ladies?

You can't beat, you can't scold, you can't persuade you, you can't persuade you, you can't listen to what you say......

In the end, it was Wen Chengxu who came forward to solve the problem.

old man, your errand is really special, it wasn't done by people!

Originally, I didn't look at Wen Chengxu as a small magistrate, but now I know how capable Lao Wen is!

The major events of the project are watched by others, and tens of thousands of people are in charge of them, and he has to worry about these trivial things!

It's really not easy to govern the place, but it's much easier to lead troops......

But Wen Chengxu was busy until midnight before he went to sleep, and got up again early the next morning before dawn, washed his face with cold water, picked up a dry cake that had been soaked all day and could barely bite it, and came out to inspect the construction site while gnawing.

The mountains and fields are full of cooking smoke, and the sound of people is boiling for miles, which is really a thriving scene.

In just a few days, all the sheepfolds, stables, and cowsheds have been built, and the hay that has been harvested is piled up everywhere like hills.

There are also dozens of makeshift granaries, filled with black beans and soybeans, which are ready to replenish the fat of the war horses that are about to be transported.

But why haven't the cattle and sheep come yet?