According to Quan Hao's plan, the first stage of the refugees is mainly to recuperate. In the first few days of their stay on the island, he didn't arrange too heavy physical work. The girls cook and clean, the boys and women catch fish and pick fruit, and the men carry drinking water and firewood from the mountains. Everyone's task is easy, almost three or four hours a day. As for the rest of the day, they were mostly resting for the first three days. Gradually, the body recovered, and no one took care of it. Some people began to wander aimlessly around the island.

Quan Hao felt that it was almost there. The 37 refugees consume more than 20 catties of rice every day, which is 50 yuan when converted into soft sister coins. It doesn't look like much, but Quan Hao has put all his energy into another world, and he was forced to quit his job, losing his source of income on Earth. All supplies for the refugees came from his meagre savings. He couldn't keep them fed, and eventually the refugees were left to fend for themselves.

On the ninth night of the refugee's arrival on the island, Jeon Hao gathered everyone together. He plans to open up a plot of land on the island to grow grain, and asks if anyone has ever farmed the land. During this time, he had been learning the language of the refugees, and was able to stumble to express some simple meanings. But the more complex rhetoric has not been mastered. Fortunately, he found a helper. After a few days of getting along, he now has a strong understanding ability of the old man Xianlin. Often he hasn't made it clear yet, but he already understands it. And the old man also has a skill, he can draw. Although the drawing is not very real, at least it is better than gesturing. So when he needed to say something to everyone, the old man often appeared as an assistant.

Xianlin passed on his words, causing a commotion in the crowd. After a few days of getting along, the refugees all figured out Quan Hao's temper. As long as you don't bully in front of him, you know to line up according to the rules. He's just a very nice guy to get along with, and I'm still talking to them about anything. Never bullying others, let alone forcing them to be cattle and horses.

In fact, for almost all of them, these days after coming to the island have been easier than ever. Don't worry about what to eat for the next meal, no longer get up early and work late every day, no scolding all the time, and no need to rush in fear. Such a day is simply not changed for a fairy. If they could, no one wouldn't want those days to go on forever.

It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and since they can live well by doing only a few things, refugees do not have the desire to cultivate their fields. Although the land was the lifeblood of the ancients, farming was also hard work, and there was no shortage of food on the island. But after all, the lifesaver is asking, and it's not good not to answer. Xianlin went down to talk for a while, and came back and reported to Quan Hao with an embarrassed face, everyone felt that it was not yet time to farm, and they wanted to build a few thatched huts first and settle the place where they lived.

This is not unconscionable. The refugees have been sleeping in the open since they arrived on the island, and there is no shelter on the huge sandy beach. It's fine on a sunny day, but it's uncomfortable when it's windy and rainy. The issue of shelter is indeed in urgent need of an urgent solution.

Xian Lin waited for his opinion on the sidelines. After thinking about it, Quan Hao asked him to talk back to the refugees. He has no objection to the construction of thatched huts, but the cultivation of fields is also on the agenda. His food reserves were limited, and it was impossible to feed and drink everyone all the time. If you want to survive on the island for a long time, you can only rely on your own hands.

After these words were retold by Xianlin, it caused an even greater uproar. As for food, it has always been the refugees who only eat, and when a box of rice is empty, Quan Hao will carry another box from that mysterious cellar like a trick. He never mentioned how much grain was stored on the island, nor did he allow anyone to approach the cellar. Of course, almost every night Jeon Hao quietly returns to the earth, both to rest and replenish the stock of rice by the way. In the past few days, the grain in the cellar has not only not decreased, but has increased by more than 300 catties. Such a strange thing must not be known to others.

But now it seems that his trickery is not necessarily a good thing. The refugees did not feel the pressure of food and did not seem to have any sense of urgency.

Refugees - mainly adult men's groups - are still hesitant. It is said that the refugees are the opinion as a whole, but in fact it has always been a few men. Quan Hao occasionally convened everyone to discuss the matter, and although the women were never absent, they often squatted or sat with their heads down, with ears and no mouths. It seems that they are used to being represented. As for the children, they have no right to speak.

Quan Hao was a little unhappy, he thought that with his life-saving grace, coupled with the provision of meals every day, in exchange for the refugees' contribution, it was agreed at the beginning. He mentions farming without selfishness, for long-term planning. Are these people going to eat and drink for nothing all the time? It's a pity that his native language is so poor, otherwise I really want to ask what they think.

It's like having a heart. Xian Lin, who was discussing with everyone, changed his complexion, changed the tone of the previous discussion, and reprimanded loudly. I don't know if I'm telling them to be lazy or accusing them of being ungrateful. Then he spoke earnestly and reasonably, and shrunk the men's heads and brains in a speech.

This is exactly what Quan Hao wants, watching everyone resign themselves to Xianlin's reprimand, and most of the displeasure in his heart has gone. Xianlin's assistant did a good job, and everyone obeyed him, saving him a lot of trouble. If only there were a few more clever people like him among the refugees. The little girl has a lot of cleverness, but unfortunately she is too young to convince the public. Besides, she was a little less courageous.

In fact, he didn't know that the reason why the refugees were respectful to Xianlin was mostly because of his face.

was scolded by the head and face, and the men also felt bored. After talking to each other, I finally nodded in agreement. However, they raised a new problem: there is not much land suitable for cultivation on the island, and it would be too much work to clear the forest directly, and there would be no tools at hand. It is best to find a land with sparse trees. But exploring the South Peninsula takes people and time.

This reason is in the past. In fact, if you really want to open up the wasteland, there is a way, as long as you transport a batch of saws from the earth, no matter how thick the tree is, it can be sawed down in a few minutes. But he had doubts in his heart and feared for his safety. So there weren't too many sharps for the refugees.

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