"Do you have pen and paper at home?"

Bai Yanchen looked at Meng Qingyang, choked for a moment, thinking of the sub-major he had learned on a whim, but he didn't expect it to come in handy at such a time, he only struggled for a moment, and finally stood up and asked.

Meng Qingyang hadn't recovered from the shock of Wan Ci saying that he was going to build infrastructure, and when he heard Bai Yanchen's question, he nodded dumbly.

Poor to poor, in the end, they are also people who have gone to college, and there is still paper and pen.

Turning around and going into the hairpin's bedroom, Meng Qingyang rummaged through for a while, found two oil-based pens and white paper, and handed them to Bai Yanchen.

"What are you going to do?"

Wan Ci leaned in and asked.

"It's too late today, it's getting dark, let's go to the town tomorrow to announce this, let's study and study ourselves today, I have learned a few more courses in college, one of which is civil engineering construction, I will draw a drawing for you first, if you have a drawing, it will be much easier and less labor-saving, and it will be stronger."

Bai Yanchen held a pen and paper in his hand and raised it, the execution was not too strong, just do it, and directly threw himself on the small square table to bury his head and start designing.

Hearing that he was going to draw construction drawings, Meng Qingyang's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly went to the room to find two more triangle boards and a larger piece of white paper and took them out.

"Go, it's already dinner time, hairpins go cook, eat enough to work!"

Meng Qingyang elbowed his sister, who was stunned all the time, and arranged things for her.

You must know that they are laymen, even if they have the blessing of supernatural abilities, but after all, they don't know how to build and have no foundation.

At that time, even if the base is really built, I can't figure out the twists and turns inside, what load-bearing columns, the reasonable distribution of houses, the pattern, etc., I don't know anything, maybe it will collapse as soon as the wind blows.

If there are professionals, then this matter is much more reliable!

"By the way, among these people left in the town, I remember that Uncle Liu and Uncle Zheng used to go out to take over the work, that is, they were engaged in construction, and Uncle Zheng later contracted the project as a contractor, he can understand the drawings, tomorrow I will talk to them well, let them help you, lest you be busy alone."

Meng Qingyang seemed to remember something, and he had completely remembered the people who remained, and added another sentence.

Bai Yanchen didn't raise his head, just let out a slight "um", his attention was completely focused on the drawings, and the straight lines were built one by one, and he could already faintly see that it was geometric space.

Hairpin was tinkered with by her brother, and she also came back to her senses and glanced at the sky.

The electronic equipment was paralyzed, and they didn't know what time it was, so they could only count the days according to the calendar, and it was estimated that it was indeed dinner time at this time, so they hurriedly went into the small kitchen.

Wan Ci stood in the direction of the door, watching Bai Yanchen work hard, because of his serious dedication, his expression was rarely serious, the corners of his mouth were tight, but his eyes were shining.

Lin Sheng leaned on the edge of the sofa, and was also a little surprised that Bai Yanchen would draw design drawings.

It turns out that the second fool of the richest family also has a lot of skills, and I thought that they were born with a golden spoon in their mouths, and they just had to wait to inherit the family property.

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It was completely dark, and in order to give Bai Yanchen a comfortable "working" environment, everyone tacitly put the only candle that could be lit on Bai Yanchen's table.

Hairpin brought the hot meal to the table, Bai Yanchen hurriedly took a few bites, and after eating his fill, he continued to draw drawings.

No one bothered him, because he met zombies in the back mountain, and Bai Yanchen himself wanted to go to Yuehai to reunite with his parents as soon as possible, and the construction of a safe base was imminent.

That night, Bai Yanchen stayed up all night, and Meng Qingyang originally wanted to persuade him to combine work and rest, but was stopped by Wan Ci.

She could also see that Bai Yanchen was a little anxious, after all, he had been delayed in the town for many days, and there were relatives waiting for him in the distance.

In this way, the sofa bed in Meng Qingyang's living room was occupied by Bai Yanchen, and Wan Ci directly pushed him into Lin Sheng's room to sleep and rest.

On the second day, everyone got up early in the morning because they were all worried about things.

When Wan quit the room, Bai Yanchen was asleep on the table, with oil-based pens scattered aside, a pile of drawings pressed under his hands, and a waste manuscript that had been clumped into a ball of paper at his feet.

I stepped forward and picked up the waste manuscript, opened it and took a look, Wan Ci's research direction is not in architecture, although I don't know this professional knowledge, but as a layman, I can see that this design has taken a lot of thought.

None of the rooms and layouts inside, as well as the load-bearing places and foundations, are clearly marked.

After thinking about it, Wan Ci thought about it, cleaned up all the waste manuscripts on the ground, and then put them into his own space.

Maybe when it'll be available.

Lowering his head, Wan Ci looked at the design drawings on the table that were pressed under Bai Yanchen's arm, gently raised his arm, and pulled out the drawings.

The completion of this design is obviously much higher than the scrap manuscript on the ground, and it is also more exquisite, as a base, Bai Yanchen may have considered that it should be built next to the highway, if there are passers-by, the base can be used as a transit station to accept pedestrians, in the form of rental.

So there is a row of two-story attics on the periphery of the base, on which the word "hostel" is marked, and at the rear of the base there is also a vegetable garden and a pasture for raising livestock.

Of course, if there is a rental, there must be security, otherwise there will be no order, and these aborigines will easily face the same situation as the previous robbery, so Bai Yanchen has set up security booths in all directions of the base, and it is best for the people in the town to be on duty spontaneously, but the weapons are circled and annotated with a question mark, which represents unresolved matters.

Wan Ci was amazed, and silently gave Bai Yanchen a thumbs up, absolutely!

I have to admit that he is very thoughtful, and he is worthy of being the only child of the richest family, and he has nothing to say about the overall situation, and even thought of doing business in the last days......

She suggested it, and he immediately perfected it.

As for the weapons, let's figure it out when the dust settles.

Carefully put the design drawings back on the table, and as soon as Wan Ci turned his head, he saw that Lin Sheng and Meng Qingyang were also tidy, opened the door and walked out.

The three of them looked at each other and walked towards the door.

"The design drawings have been drawn, if there is anything that needs to be added, you have to wait for Bai Yanchen to wake up, Qingyang, you go to the town first to explain the construction of the base to everyone, unite as many people as possible to help, our progress will be faster, the time is tight and the task is heavy, we have to race against time, of course, although I promised you before, but if the townspeople themselves are unwilling to cooperate, and then want to enter the base for prostitution, then it's another matter, in the last days, don't be a saint, you know what I mean."

Wan Ci stood in the small courtyard, glanced back at the door of Meng Qingyang's house, lowered his voice, and said softly, but his words were undoubtedly affirmative.

Meng Qingyang's heart skipped a beat, and he only hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement.

Wan Ci is right, although everyone in the town knows the roots, and they have all given him a bite to eat, but he is not obliged to help everyone unconditionally, this time there are Wan Ci to help them, so what about the future? Do you ask for help every time you encounter difficulties?

The human heart is always insatiable.

In the last days, do not be a saint.