Why did the lord rebel

Chapter 66 Laying the Foundation
Although he decided on the disposal method of the safe, Mr. Kobe didn't do it right away.

Cutting and grinding metal is a very time-consuming and labor-intensive work. Now that the team has just arrived in the territory, everything is waiting to be done. Obviously, there are more important things waiting for the craftsmen team to do——

Like... chopping wood.

After arriving at Frost Maple Ridge in the morning, Mr. Donald, who was in charge of construction matters in the craftsman group, took a group of strong young men to the Frost Maple Forest not far away for logging;

Since there are currently no conditions for burning bricks or excavating stones, the main building materials in the new territory of the Igor family will be selected from wood and soil for a considerable period of time in the future.

Master Donald, who was nearly sixty years old and had gray hair, but still maintained a well-fitted tendon, rushed back to the camp with a batch of good wood soon after lunch.

They moved so quickly, thanks in large part to Clement.

The heavily armored death knight was surprised to find that his heavy rune sword seemed to be better at chopping trees than people...

Within a few hours, he and a group of young men armed with logging axes, under the command of Master Donald, cut down dozens of frost maple trees and produced a batch of excellent cylindrical wood;
As for how to transport the felled wood back to Shuangfengling, it is not a problem:
The creek that originates from the Dragonbone Peak and flows out of the valley, just passes through the frost maple forest, and passes the edge of the mesa where the camp is located!

Master Donald instructed the strong laborers to push the wood into the creek, and with the help of hydraulic lifts, they were easily transported to the foot of the camp, and then the death knight who was so powerful that he didn't need to eat, a sharp contrast to Wilf, One by one they pushed them up the terrace.

——It is worth mentioning that just at lunch, the lord had given this unnamed mesa, which was chosen as the core area of ​​the new territory, an overly grand and splendid new name:
Phoenix Terrace.

Although this small hill full of loess and weeds is more like a "pheasant" than a "phoenix", Xiahouyan, who has always liked Li Taibai, decided to use this pompous name to show his respect to the poet in his previous life. On the one hand, it also implies the arrogance and vanity of "Phoenix Tour on the Phoenix Stage".

To be honest, he even thought about the names of the small terraces around "Phoenix Terrace":
"Deer Terrace", "Zhang Terrace", "Tongque Terrace", "Star Observation Terrace"...

Anyway, after these Chinese names are literally translated into imperial language, they will not be particularly abrupt;

And even if they are simply named "Central Station", "Henan Station", "Hebei Station", "Shanxi Station" according to the geographical position and the surrounding terrain conditions... It feels good!
Of course, it would be a bit silly to name a mesa "Mango Terrace" just because of its spindle shape...

This really doesn't work.

Just when the lord was obsessed with giving every river and every mountain a warm name, the craftsmen group processed the felled wood under the command of Master Donald.

Unlike Mr. Kobe who specializes in blacksmithing... uh, Mr. Kobe, who is casting, Mr. Donald has been serving as the stonemason and carpenter of Eagle's End Castle, mainly responsible for the maintenance and repair of the castle.

Although he didn't really build any houses, he was half-skilled in construction, especially construction materials.

This batch of newly felled wood was not directly used by him to build the house.

The reason for making this decision, the experienced master Donald has two main considerations:

As soon as the convoy arrived at the Phoenix Terrace, they had already set up a tent—although living in a tent is not a long-term solution, the Igor family’s need for housing is not that urgent after all;

Second, according to Mr. Donald's experience, the wood used to build the house is not simply piled together, but has to undergo a series of treatments!
Not to mention high-end processes such as soaking anti-corrosion agents and brushing fire-resistant layers, even drying, pressing and trimming, these preliminary treatments cannot be completed in a short time!

If you rashly use these freshly harvested wood to build a house, then due to the quality of the material, I am afraid that within a few months, the built house will need to be knocked down and rebuilt, a waste of resources and labor.

Now that the Igor family has already planned to settle here, Master Donald certainly hopes to solve the housing problem at one time, instead of rushing to start construction on the first day of the pioneering where conditions are not yet complete.

After discussing with the members of the military team, the old Donald finally chose a good place for the first batch of wood harvested in the territory——

Build a wall!

Although the height of the Phoenix Terrace is enough to bring a certain tactical advantage, it is clearly not enough in the eyes of Alice Comstock and Juan Clemente;
A qualified territorial fortification, not to mention resisting the attack of robbers, should at least have the ability to block the night invasion of wild beasts!
So, Master Donald led the members of the craftsman team, waving a sharp circular saw, cutting the wood into long strips bit by bit, and then spent an afternoon building it on the top of the slope on the edge of Phoenix Terrace. A circle of wooden fence walls protected the camp in the center of the mesa.

Although Mr. Donald's building skills are obviously not as good as another Donald on the earth, but this circle is a fairly reliable wooden fence, even if it can't stop illegal immigrants, it will at least not be a problem to stop a few weasels foraging at night.

Seeing that a simple fence wall tied with ropes is about to be completed on the edge of the platform, Igor's territory, which was originally poor and white, looks like a grassy cottage.

During the whole day, Xia Houyan found sadly that he seemed to be the most boring idle person in the camp.

The tenant farmers of the agricultural group were busy setting up tents, loading and unloading and sorting out the goods, and several senior farmers who knew the way, followed the mayor of Joel to investigate the potential of land reclamation nearby;
The craftsman team and the military team were busy building a wall for a day under the leadership of Master Donald. This need not be mentioned again;
The clerks of the business group were also very busy in the process of inventorying materials;

Even Wilf, who has always been regarded as a waste by him, is doing a good job of hygiene with the help of Anjie;

Only Xia Houyan himself was bored leaning against the wooden crate.

It was only at this time that he discovered that the time-travel novels he read in his previous life were all deceptive—not all the time-travelers were all-knowing science students, industrialists, and skilled craftsmen, who had no knowledge of architecture, craftsmanship or agriculture. The only thing the Xiahou high officials know can do is to act as a hands-off shopkeeper and leave everything to professionals.

Why didn't he want to come up with a rifled gun, artillery steam engine, and surprise the four?
Why didn't he want to promote an advanced breeding program and launch satellites in the field of alien agriculture?

Why doesn't he want to make some perfume soap and make a fortune in the old society of ignorance?

Why didn't he want to come up with a set of institutional plans to stimulate the enthusiasm of the people, and to show the reaction of production relations on productivity?
Which of these is not a great opportunity to pretend to be slapped in the face, and which is not a traditional cool point that attracts readers to reward and vote?

The problem is, Xiahou Yan is so incapable of it!

The Xiahou high-ranking official who was still in the infected area and played a key role with the power of Lord Yama, now looks annoyed at his subordinates running back and forth, but he can't help at all, and the psychological gap is huge.

Fortunately, there was also an intellectual who couldn't fart as well.

Master Laurie, who is the leader of the craftsman team but has no enthusiasm for participating in industrial construction, leaned against the wooden crate together with the lord.

Unlike the lord with a heavy psychological burden, Master Laurie happily flipped through a booklet in his hand, feeling tight.

Xia Houyan glanced at him.

Master Laurie, who found that Lord Lord was also very bored, enthusiastically handed out the booklet in his hand:
"Would you like to watch it together for a while? When we went to Yanxi City before, I bought it from a roadside stall."

Xia Houyan glanced at the cover of the booklet: what caught my eye was a elf beauty in scantily clad and enchanting posture, and the title of the book was "One Hundred Days of Living Together with the Elf Princess" full of ambiguous hints...

"Despicable!" The lord scolded contemptuously.

……

In the setting sun of Shuangfengling, two wizards, one old and one young, beside the wooden box, with their heads sneaking together, holding a tattered booklet in their hands, they can see the gods without taking their eyes off.

(End of this chapter)