Even if these ledgers don't need to be counted by Yang Zhao one by one, it is enough for Yang Zhao to have a headache.

After taking care of these ledgers, she showed up again in various sea field towns.

At this time, new wooden houses had been built in the town, and compared to the previous ones, the new town was flat and vertical, leaving wide enough roads and public toilets.

The pavement is tamped and the ditch is reserved for the spring water that flows from the island, and even the garbage accumulation site is divided into several places, and the whole town is clean and tidy.

In the past, the town was more like a slum with straw sheds, crowded together in a haphazard manner, but now it finally has a bit of the appearance of a village and town in Yang Zhao's common sense.

Of course, tamping the ground is a big project, and when Heizhu Island is now the first task of production, there is really no way to free up so many people to carry out this work.

Don't count on the little bean people, with their small body, do you still expect him to ram the earth?

So this work was outsourced by the Little Douren to the monks on the island.

As it turned out, these monks were better than the steamrollers on the island.

They only need to move their fingers to transfer the spiritual power in their bodies, and they can use small control to mobilize the magical energy of the cultivation realm to complete some tasks that are difficult for mortals to do.

Yang Zhao looked at the scene in front of him and inevitably felt homesick.

Even if no one in Chixian Shenzhou can cultivate, he can pile up high-rise buildings and peace in the world with his own hands.

You can go up to the moon for nine days, and you can go down to the five oceans to catch turtles.

Humans are creatures that can create their own miracles wherever they are.

In the scorching afternoon sun, groups of children ran barefoot in the town, and laughter blew through the town like bells, and also blew away Yang Zhao's nostalgia.

When they got together to sing in the evening, several flying boats came to Zhentao Town with a group of children.

They were dressed in the best clothes they could come up with, their dark faces flushed with excitement, and they lined up nervously with a few strange screams and irrepressible laughter.

Several flying boats connected the children in Zhentao Town, and there were more than 80 people gathered together.

Waiting for the bonfire, the workers in Zhentao Town also gathered one after another.

Then a theatrical show with the characteristics of the army began.

All the actors involved are children, and most of them are mainly singing.

Some three or five children knocked on the wood together and sang that unity is strength, and some dozen children lined up neatly to perform military boxing.

There are also those who sing the minor tune of their hometown in the Xiuzhen realm, and there are also those who perform three and a half sentences.

Although there was no musical accompaniment in this performance, and there were always mistakes of one kind or another because of the nervousness of the young actors, the applause around them never stopped.

The parents present did not hesitate to give the most enthusiastic response to these children.

Yang Zhao didn't know about this at the beginning, and it was a surprise for her.

The political commissar of Xiaodouren, who was next to Yang Zhao, would lower his voice and say a few words to her from time to time.

"The economic losses caused by this piracy are relatively large, even if we carry out special subsidies, the workers on the island still suffer huge losses, and the atmosphere on the whole island is relatively depressing."

His voice was muffled by the noise around him, if he hadn't cultivated before, and the political commissar of the Little Douren hadn't shouted at the top of his voice, Yang Zhao wouldn't have been able to tell what he was talking about at all.

"That's why we organized this art show to sweep away the dull atmosphere on the island, Zhentao Town is the first, and in the next few days, the rest of the towns will come once."

"Do the parents of these children agree?"

After all, it takes time for these children to practice, and the children of the poor don't have much time to play when they grow up, and they have to do a lot of work to help their parents support the family.

"We compensate by teaching these children to read in our spare time."

Yang Zhaowan smiled, this is the charm of knowledge, attracting the attention of all intelligent creatures.

Before going to bed at night, under the reminder of Xiaodouren, Yang Zhao put the road sign behind her mobile phone and received a large video message from her younger brother Yang Yun.

(End of chapter)