Chapter 3 Lin Feng's First Time
"Awen, there may be a water outage tomorrow, you can find a way to solve it!" Zhou Jian said to Fan Xiwen with a smile. Fan Xiwen glanced at Zhou Jian, and said speechlessly: "Then why don't you go to find a water source quickly, what's the use of just coming to me to call it?" I don't think I got hit in the head by a tree! ”
"Brother wants to test whether it is appropriate for you to be a leader?" Zhou Jianzhi's very humble answer made the corners of Fan Xiwen's mouth unconsciously skim back. Who? Obviously, I want to be lazy, and I still find such a high-sounding excuse.
"Go find some plastic bags to hang on the trees at night, and get up tomorrow morning to collect the water." Fan Xiwen said. "It's as simple as that?" Zhou Jian was a little incredulous and questioned. "Nonsense, how hard do you think it is." Fan Xiwen said a little speechlessly. "Will there be water then? Is water so easy to get? Looking at Zhou Jian's surprised face, Fan Xiwen was stunned for a while. I don't know this, but anyone who has seen myths knows it. After saying that, he shook his hair and went to do things, leaving Zhou Jian alone in a daze.
In the afternoon, when the sun was about to set, the group gathered again in the camp. Liu Ke's group has expanded the detection range to three miles away, and completely eliminated possible potential safety hazards. At the same time, he also brought back a bundle of dry firewood and a pheasant, which was quite a harvest! And Zhou Jian's group was even more pleasantly surprised, they found that the branches of a plant were particularly tough, so they cut a lot of them back. To show everyone, Wang Fan said that he could make some simple bows. And, I made it on the spot. Although it looks a little ugly, it also makes Fan Xiwen so happy that he can't find the north, you must know that if a unit has the ability to strike long-range, the destructive power caused in the battle is not the same as that of a force without long-range strike capability. What's more, hunting with a bow is also a lot more convenient.
The next day, Wang Fan made twelve more bows, and Fan Xiwen asked Wang Si to make some wooden arrows and give them to Zhou Jian and Liu Ke for self-defense and hunting.
In addition, the ten plastic belts placed last night were covered with early morning dewdrops, which could be collected to last at least half a day's supply for thirteen people. But Zhou Jian was so happy that he looked at the water and smirked.
Time will not stay for too long in people who have something to do, and half a month has passed in an instant. The Yellow Turbans, after their initial glory, began to decline. Various problems began to appear in the Yellow Turban Army, and a series of mergers made the huge Yellow Turban Group, which had the advantage to the ground, become a plate of scattered sand, and was beaten by the elite of the Han Dynasty to flee to the west and west, and it did not become an establishment. In addition, due to the great expansion of power, those Yellow Turban soldiers who were originally from poor people stretched out their butcher knives to the people who were in trouble with them, burning, killing and looting all kinds of evil, so that the Central Plains was full of mourning, and there were ten rooms and nine emptiness.
Of course, the law of survival in troubled times is like this, the strong survive, and the weak eliminate. Troubled times have made heroes, but they have made more heroes. In order to survive the immortal heroes who constantly yin people and keep killing people, they let go of the morality in their hearts, and in this troubled world, there are no living people to make them happier.
In such turbulent times, the weak either die in war; Either they will break out in the war and become a group of people who are weaker than themselves, and become bandits who have lost their humanity; Either abandon the land of the ancestors and go to another country, or die of old age in the mountains and forests, and live in troubled times.
"Xiwen, about twenty homeless people are coming this way a mile in front of the camp." Liu Ke held a telescope and said to Fan Xiwen while standing on a tall pile of timber in the camp.
Fan Xiwen was taken aback, and hurriedly said to Liu Ke: "Quickly ask Brother Lin Yun to discuss with them, and strive to let them join us in Chuzhai." At the same time, get all the brothers ready to prepare their weapons and take rescue measures. ”
After Fan Xiwen finished speaking, the entire village began to boil, and Liu Ke and others gathered at the gate of Chu Village in Fan Xiwen's mouth in full armor.
This so-called Chu Zhai was proposed by Fan Xiwen, who believed that this would improve the cohesion of his own people and attract a group of loyal citizens for the future establishment of the country, so as to break the shackles of the late Han scholars.
Fan Xiwen's explanation made everyone laugh, because there were only thirteen people in the entire camp, and most of them were crossing, plus Fan Xiwen's two retainers, all of whom were their own people. Despite this, Fan Xiwen still obtained the right to be named, so there was the so-called Chu Zhai.
"Lin Feng! This time it is related to the development of my Chuzhai, you must keep the more than 20 homeless people for me, otherwise you will go to that piece of tofu and kill it. Fan Xiwen stared at Lin Feng and said. But Lin Feng suddenly burst out laughing, Fan Xiwen thought that Lin Feng was laughing at himself, so he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to beat someone. But he suddenly thought about it, Lin Feng must be cheering himself up, and he fell off the chain and made a fool of himself at the critical moment. Thinking of this, Fan Xiwen also laughed, making everyone wonder.
Lin Feng saw that Fan Xiwen saw through his thoughts, and he didn't look at him, just thought that the air in a certain place suddenly caught a cold and infected the surroundings. Ignoring everyone's ignorance, he led his younger brother Lin Yun out of the gate.
"Brother! This is our first time doing PR, so we need to do a good job! Don't let people look at the plaque, you know? Lin Feng said to Lin Yun, but in exchange for his younger brother's eyes, "Are you going to let me negotiate with them next, you can go to the side and be my guard!" Lin Yun didn't give his brother face at all. Joke, no one has experience in front of this, and he Lin Yun doesn't want to fight alone. What's more, this task is with Lin Feng as the protagonist, and Lin Yun is just a security guard.
"What are you talking about, why would my brother let you go alone? It's just that my brother thinks this is a rare opportunity, and he should let you refine it more, don't you say? Lin Feng took what he said seriously, and Fan Xiwen, who was watching them in the back, had a black line. But he put a lot of heart, is it possible that he still fools a group of homeless people with this ability?
Lin Yun closed his mouth, and used it as an earphone to blow a gust of wind, but he ignored Lin Feng. It can kill Lin Feng in a hurry, but it's useless. Because they're already face to face with the homeless.
There were twenty-three of them. Ten were women, three were elderly, five were young and strong, and five were children. Most of them were dressed in rags, each with a package in their hands, and a wooden stick in their hands for self-defense, and the combat effectiveness of the team was negligible.
"This is the scope of my Chu Village, who are you waiting for, why are you here?" Lin Feng said loudly, taking these homeless people by surprise.
A young man who was a little short, but well-defined, walked out and said to Lin Feng: "This little brother is invited, Yanle in Xiayanjia Village is the leader of this group. We have taken refuge in the mountains and forests due to the war, and it is really helpless to pass by your land, please forgive me for the offense. ”
"Oh, that's right! I don't know if you are interested in being a guest in the village, discussing the future together, discussing life, and then drinking, chatting, and making friends" Lin Feng had a wicked smile on his face, if he rubbed his hands again, he would be a complete addict.
"Thank you brother for your kindness, but I'm afraid this is not good!" Yan Le said with an embarrassed face. "What's the matter, that's it. In Xia Lin Feng, on behalf of Chu Zhai, welcome everyone. It's like you're at home, you're welcome. After Lin Feng finished speaking, Lin Yun behind him had a black line, which was very good-looking.
Yan Le is sweating, this Lin Feng is too enthusiastic! The ancients Zeng Yun: If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and all friends must be cautious. Don't lie to me. Yan Le thought of this, so he was more careful about Lin Feng, in his eyes, Lin Feng was a weasel giving a New Year's greeting to a chicken, and his heart was definitely not as good as he looked.
"This little brother Lin! We really have something urgent to go, I'm sorry, next time I have the opportunity, I will definitely go to the village as a guest. Yan Le said to Lin Feng, how sincere the attitude should be.
In ancient times, with the exception of illiterate people and uncrowned children, basically everyone had a written word. And everyone will report their own words when they introduce themselves to others, Yan Le saw that Lin Feng didn't report his own words, and knew that Lin Feng was still a minor. Therefore, he couldn't help but despise Lin Feng in his heart, but he became more and more respectful to Lin Feng on the surface.
Lin Feng couldn't help but be a little annoyed when he saw that the other party didn't buy his account. He invited Yan Le in the name of Chu Zhai, but Yan Le actually refused, which was tantamount to not giving Chu Zhai face.
"Brother, let's go. Use force to settle the matter. Lin Feng said to Lin Yun, and protected himself with a mountain knife in his hand. The homeless people showed frightened expressions, and the wooden sticks in Yan Le's hands kept trembling.