The remaining 350 people have a lot of daily living expenses, and if they don't have a job, there is still a certain amount of pressure on a fledgling organization.

Zhao Qianqian said: "Don't worry, these people are far from enough, we still need a lot of people."

"Sister, our crops have also been planted, and the people who repair the moat have also been arranged, what are more than 300 people doing is not enough?" Ling Feng asked.

Zhao Qianqian curled the corners of his lips: "Build a house, build our own housing, factories, warehouses, shopping malls, road repairs, academies, and many other things we need to do."

Housing and warehouse Ling Feng understood, but he didn't understand a word of the rest.

He scratched his head and didn't ask, anyway, he felt that his sister was doing the right thing, just follow her.

Zhao Qianqian said to Shen Junchen: "My architectural drawings have not been drawn yet, the flat land at the foot of Dongshan has all been built into housing, and you can arrange for someone to dig out the foundation first."

All the empty flat land at the foot of the West and North Mountains shall be built into factories and warehouses, and the foundations shall be dug out there."

The matter was arranged for Shen Junchen, but the person who did the work was Leng Yu, so Leng Yu did not leave, and kept standing there listening to Zhao Qianqian's arrangement.

Zhao Qianqian thought for a moment and asked, "How much steel has been refined in front of you?"

Leng Yu said, "The old mansion of Qin Feng in the northern city was full of piles of steel, and the general rented a yard next door to that mansion, which was also a pile of steel.

After the renovation of the iron house according to your instructions, the production capacity of iron has been greatly increased, and only two iron furnaces are needed to meet the demand for all iron, and the remaining eighteen iron furnaces have all been converted into steel-making furnaces, and now the production capacity of steel is also very high, and I would like to ask you if you need to continue steelmaking."

Zhao Qianqian: "Continue refining, these are far from enough, if we can increase efforts and produce more, we will need a lot of steel in the future."

Suddenly I thought of something and asked, "Is there any activated carbon treatment for the wastewater produced by steelmaking?"

"Yes, I've been there." Shen Junchen said.

Zhao Qianqian nodded, and then said to Ling Feng and Shen Junchen: "Very good, Ling Feng went to buy grain, oil and meat today, Xianggong, you send someone to send Ling Feng to the cottage to see how the project is progressing over there."

"Okay." The two should go down.

She looked at Shen Junchen again: "I'm drawing architectural drawings at home today, you can come to my house to find me if you have something."

"Yes."

Several people took the task and went out, and Zhao Qianqian plunged into the computer.

She first made sorting statistics on the houses and warehouses that she had purchased in advance, put all the statistics next to each other on a table, and then printed them out separately in the east, west, north and south cities.

It doesn't take much time to do this, and the next step is to draw the architectural drawings.

With the experience of building a cottage drawing, it is not difficult to draw a building drawing at the foot of the East Mountain.

The construction plan of the housing at the foot of the east and west can be similar to the model of the developer building the community in the previous life.

The terrain at the foot of the East Mountain is flat, and it is all built on a large scale, so you only need to draw one district, copy another district, and modify the different lots.

Zhao Qianqian was drawing pictures in the room, forgetting the time to make lunch, and just as her stomach was singing the empty city plan, someone knocked on the door.

"Good granddaughter, come out and taste grandpa's boiled omelette, hurry up, it won't taste good." It's the old man.

Zhao Qianqian didn't expect the old man to cook noodles, he came to the house for a few months, never went to the stove house, and thought he couldn't cook.

"Hey, here's Grandpa." Zhao Qianqian responded and immediately left the room.

When the grandfather and grandson came to the hall, the old man proudly pointed to the noodles covered with an egg on them: "Taste it, how about Grandpa's boiled egg noodles?"

Looking pleasing to the eye, Zhao Qianqian did not hesitate to praise: "Grandpa is really amazing, he cooked the noodles so well for the first time, he has an appetite when he looks at it, it must be delicious."

The old man's face was full of excitement, and he handed over the chopsticks: "Taste it!"

Zhao Qianqian is a filial child, she helped the old man sit down: "Grandpa sit down, let's eat together."

The old man sat down and did not move his chopsticks, but looked at Zhao Qianqian with a praising face

"Good granddaughter, try it and see how it tastes."

Zhao Qianqian was actually very hungry, she really wanted to eat, not taste.

She picked up the chopsticks and stuffed a large clip of noodles into her mouth, and as soon as the noodles entered her mouth, the smile on her face froze.

"Oh my God, what kind of dark dish is this, grandpa?" Zhao Qianqian secretly complained.

The old man thought it was too delicious to be good, so he also took a big clip and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Bah, bah!" The old man didn't bite it, so he spit it out in disgust.

"Why is it so unpalatable?" The old man frowned and looked at Zhao Qianqian.

Zhao Qianqian swallowed the noodles stuffed into his mouth, and said, "Hehe, it's not very delicious, it's just a little salty, I'll process it."

Zhao Qianqian's face was embarrassed, not a little salty, but a mouth full of salt, and then the noodles were raw, the soup was cold, the lard was still white, the egg was white and a layer of skin was cooked, and the yolk could still flow.

"Really, just salty?" The old man frowned.

"Hehe, I'll go process it, grandpa, you sit here and wait for me, I'll be here soon." Zhao Qianqian picked up two bowls of noodles and walked to the stove house.

"Oh." The old man replied in disbelief, and sat down at the table to wait.

As soon as Zhao Qianqian entered the stove house, Shen Junchen came back, and he carried six food boxes and put them on the table.

"Has Grandpa eaten? I'll go and see what I'm going to do, and I'll come out right away." He said as he walked to the backyard.

"Alright, she's in the stove." The old man glanced at him and snorted, "It's really a newlywed Yan'er, like glue and paint, and you can look for it if you don't see it for a while."

Shen Junchen naturally heard it, he hooked the corners of his lips, ignored the old man, and turned to the stove house.

In the stove house, Zhao Qianqian was facing the door of the stove house with his back to the stove house, putting firewood into the stove.

Shen Junchen took the firewood from her hand and put it down: "No need to cook, I'll buy food and come back."

Zhao Qianqian was thinking about pouring out the two bowls of noodles just now, and was startled by Shen Junchen who suddenly appeared.

She was stunned for a moment, and then came back to her senses: "Xianggong, why are you back? Have you eaten?"

Seeing that she looked like a thief, Shen Junchen couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at? Do I have dirt on my face?"

Zhao Qianqian stretched out his hand and wiped it a few times under his face.

With her touch, Shen Junchen laughed even harder.

"Didn't you wipe it off?" She wiped her nose again, and succeeded in turning herself into a little flower cat.

Shen Junchen said with a straight face: "No."

"Oh. You just said you came back with food?" Zhao Qianqian looked at him with Shui Ling's eyes open.

"Well, let's go eat." He kept smiling.

Zhao Qianqian blinked, feeling that this person was not smiling normally, but she couldn't say it.

She looked outside the stove house and whispered, "In a while, you can say yes to whatever I say, don't make grandpa suspicious, you know?"

"What's the matter?" Shen Junchen saw her sneaky appearance, and he didn't dare to agree, his mother was a first-class master.

Zhao Qianqian blinked a few more big eyes: "Don't worry, you are my father-in-law, and I won't pit you."

Shen Junchen was skeptical: "Oh."

The old man waited for a long time, but the little couple didn't come out, he thought, he wouldn't eat in the kitchen, he just got up and was about to take a look, when he saw Shen Junchen coming out with a little flower cat.

The old man didn't care about the little flower cat, and when he saw that the two of them didn't have noodles in their hands, he asked, "Granddaughter, where are the omelettes?"

This is his *** work, although it was not good just now, but his granddaughter said that it would be delicious if it was processed, and he was also looking forward to it.

Zhao Qianqian said seriously: "Xianggong eats it, he likes to eat your boiled omelette noodles very much."

"Ate both bowls?" The old man asked.

"Yes, I ate them all." Zhao Qianqian replied as he opened the food box that Shen Junchen brought back.

The old man grinned, "Son-in-law likes my noodles so much, I'll cook you another bowl in the evening."

Shen Junchen looked at Zhao Qianqian and saw that she had nothing

said, there was no change in his face, and he responded, "Grandpa Xie."

Zhao Qianqian laid out the meal: "Come, start the meal."

As soon as Shen Junchen picked up the rice bowl, the old man stared at him and asked, "How hard is this grandson-in-law, eating so much at one meal?"

"Did I eat too much?" Shen Junchen looked at the rice bowls of the three people, there were three bowls of rice as much, and he didn't have more.

Zhao Qianqian understood what the old man meant, his grandson-in-law ate two bowls of omelet noodles, and now he has to eat another bowl of rice, which is indeed enough.

She said, "Hehe, no more, no more."

Turning his head and saying to the old man, "Grandpa, he doesn't eat much, man, the amount of food must be large, otherwise how can he have the strength?"

The old man nodded: "Yes, but you have to take it easy, good granddaughter, don't let your husband be too tired."

Zhao Qianqian sandwiched a chicken leg for the old man, and sandwiched a piece of fish for Shen Junchen: "Don't worry, grandpa, I won't let him work too hard."

Shen Junchen glanced at the old man gratefully, he didn't expect the old man to care about him so much.

He also sandwiched a piece of fish for the old man: "Come, grandpa eats fish."

The old man looked at Shen Junchen's hand and shook his head: "I also said that it is not hard, seeing that his hands are thin, there is no blood at all, he has to make up for it, how can a man not make it up?"

Then he added: "No, I'll go to the Huichun Hall on Yuhutong Street in a while, buy some men's supplements and come back, and by the way, I will also get some tonic for Qianqian, the seeds are good, and the seedlings will be strong."

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" The two of them were almost choked to death.

The old man hurriedly poured two glasses of water: "Drink it quickly, don't be so excited, don't worry, I will prepare it for you, and you will eat it when you come back in the evening."

Zhao Qianqian held back his cough and waved his hand: "Ahem, grandpa, don't buy it, we are in good health!"

The old man said earnestly, "Don't be embarrassed, I'll arrange this? You don't have to worry about it, I'll arrange it."

For the sake of his little great-grandson, he came to this heart.

Shen Junchen clipped a fat fish head and put it in Zhao Qianqian's bowl, and the old man's eyes followed the fish head.

Shen Junchen gave another fish head clip to the old man: "Grandpa, I will drink with you at night, so you don't need to buy supplements."

The old man returned the fish head clip to Shen Junchen: "Since you want to invite me to drink, then the fish head will be given to you to eat, and the fish head will also be supplemented, you have to make up for both, I will eat the fish, hehe!"

For the sake of his little great-grandson, he can give anything.

The old man put down the dishes and chopsticks like a child: "I'm full, I'll go out for a walk."

Zhao Qianqian hurriedly said, "Oh, grandpa, don't go far, be careful."

"Don't worry, I'll just walk around the neighborhood." When the old man spoke, the man had already arrived outside the door.

Shen Junchen looked at Zhao Qianqian strangely, and asked for a long time, "Do you think you can't be a good match?"