Need for money

When he came under the shade of the big tree, Lin Jingzhi reluctantly let go of Aunt Yu's little hand. Aunt Yu's pretty face was flushed with embarrassment at the moment, she didn't dare to look up at Lin Jingzhi, she just reached out to take the food box, and then opened open.

As the lid of the box was opened, a tempting smell of food rushed into the noses of the two.

I saw that there were seven or eight dishes on the upper and lower floors of the food box. There were meat and vegetables, and the color matching made people twitch their index fingers at a glance. A good dish cooked by the second grandma.

As a married woman, a popular student, good at cooking, but she can't do anything well by herself. In the past, Aunt Yu, who had great ambitions and took killing corrupt officials and saving hungry people as her mission, felt that she was too stupid for the first time. Other women are not as good.

Putting the lid of the food box on the ground, she picked up four or five dishes and placed them neatly on top. Because the ground was too dirty, the rest were not brought out. Anyway, the upper layer of small dishes had already been taken out. , does not hinder the eating of the following dishes, "Second Lord, you can eat."

While talking, Aunt Yu handed Lin Jingzhi a pair of bamboo chopsticks and a big white and fragrant steamed bun.

Sitting down on the ground with his back against the big tree, Lin Jingzhi rolled up his sleeves, took the bamboo chopsticks and steamed buns, and said with a smile: "Those who are away from home, don't be too particular, let's sit down and eat together. "

"En." Aunt Yu replied, and sat down obediently across from Lin Jingzhi. She used to walk on the rivers and lakes, eat and sleep in the open, so she didn't pay much attention to it. On the contrary, she was a little curious. Pampered and pampered, how could she throw away the red tape and sit on the ground to eat like a commoner.

As soon as Aunt Yu picked up the bamboo chopsticks, she saw Lin Jingzhi looking over, she was taken aback for a moment, and then a blush appeared on her fair face.

Laughing, Lin Jingzhi just stared in her direction, smiling evilly.

'If you have a thick skin, you know how to bully people! Aunt Yu's face burned, she gave Lin Jing an angry look, and looked around again, seeing that no one was looking over, she raised her hand and took off the scarf covering her face, she wanted to eat Scarves are naturally impossible.

Although he had seen Aunt Yu's beautiful face before, Lin Jingzhi's eyes lit up instinctively the moment the scarf fell.

Seeing Aunt Yu staring shyly at her again, Lin Jingzhi withdrew his gaze and was overjoyed. Today, Aunt Yu is no longer as cold and aloof as before, her expression has changed, and she has gradually become more talkative. How long will it take to accept yourself.

In the next meal time, Lin Jingzhi ate a steamed bun and a bite of vegetables, and then took a look at Aunt Yu's pretty face, and passed it slowly.

At first, Aunt Yu would stare at Lin Jingzhi when she saw him looking over frequently, but seeing that this man was so thick-skinned, she didn't know what shame was, so she had to give up the pointless resistance.

After eating, Aunt Yu put on her veil again. Lin Jingzhi could only sigh softly, stood up, patted the dust off his buttocks, and walked towards the wasteland where the houses were built.

At this time, the wasteland is already a bustling scene. Tens of thousands of people come and go here, busy with their work. In full swing.

The people of this era are really simple and abnormal.

With a sigh in his heart, Lin Jingzhi quickened his pace and blended into it. The chief steward was busy directing the crowd. Seeing him coming, he quickly greeted him a few steps, "Second Master, why don't you take a rest for a while, be careful not to get tired. body."

Waving his hand, Lin Jingzhi smiled and said, "It's okay, my body has become much stronger recently, have you calculated how many houses can be built on this wasteland?"

"Back to the second master, the old slave thought that the construction would start here tomorrow, and the refugees were eager to move in, so he planned the area of ​​the house to be smaller, which would save both time and land.

Just now, the old slave and Mr. Zhang estimated that more than 400 houses can be built in this piece of wasteland. Each house has four rooms. The location of the small courtyard will be left behind. After the canal is also dug, it will be repaired later. "

With four wing rooms and a small courtyard, a house of this size is quite good for ordinary people.

Lin Jingzhi nodded, very satisfied, "Okay, let's do it according to what you discussed, the speed must be fast, but you must also pay attention to your personal safety, especially those refugees who are logging, you must be careful, and don't be knocked down." The trees under it were smashed."

The woods in the south are generally shorter and denser than the towering trees in the north that are nearly [-] meters high. But even so, after the trees fall down, the weight and inertia of the trees are combined, and the strength is great. It was either a broken hand or a disabled limb.

"Second Lord, don't worry, many of these refugees are good loggers, and there are also a large number of craftsmen who can build houses. They are familiar with these jobs, and there will be no major mistakes." Pang Lu replied.

"Okay, it's good that nothing happens. You go and do your work, and I'll walk around casually." With so many people working, it's impossible to have no one to direct. Walking over, there are more than a dozen men building the walls of houses with mud.

The two of them were recognized by these people before they got close, and they fell to their knees with a loud crash, "The villain has seen Mr. Lin."

"The villain greets Er Ye Lin."

Seeing this, Lin Jingzhi hurried forward to help, "Get up, everyone get up and talk."

"Yes." The dozen or so people answered each other, looked at each other, and then stood up cautiously one by one. In the eyes of poor people like them, the children of rich families are noble and most of them have a bad temper. , so even though the Lin family is well-known, they still have a respect for him.

"Have you built private houses before?" Lin Jingzhi let go of the man he was supporting, speaking in an unusually easy-going tone.

An adult man in his 40s was more courageous. Seeing that he was not putting on airs and seemed like a talkative person, he said, "Back to the second master, the little people have done this job, and the villain used to do this when he was in his hometown. To make money and support the family.”

"En." Hearing this, Lin Jingzhi took a look at the man, and then looked at the half-built earthen wall. In this era, there were no bricks, so except for wealthy families or royal palaces, polished stones were used The common people's houses are built with soil.

If you only use empty soil to build it, it will not work, it will easily collapse, and it will not be able to support the weight of the roof, so they tied the mold with a board that is one foot wide and three meters long, filled it with soil, and then people jumped. Go up and step on it firmly with your feet, and when it is firmly stepped on, loosen the mold, then lift it up, then fill in the soil, and then step on it, so that it will be built layer by layer to form a solid wall.

In the north, the walls are all built in this way, but Lin Jingzhi thought about it, and felt that it seemed a bit inappropriate if all the houses were built according to the northern style.