Don't mess with that dragon

Chapter 670
A small kitchen knife still caused ordinary civilians to worry about it.

Even in some places, a serf is worth less than a kitchen knife.

The iron hoe in his hand has more iron than a kitchen knife no matter how you look at it.

Since the Blue Dragon Kingdom can equip so many of them with such precious agricultural tools, it shouldn't be necessary to throw them away after this incident.

After the work here is done, there may be more in other places.

Bill thought so in his heart.

The strength of wielding the hoe to dig the soil increased accordingly.

The companions around are sweating and working hard. On the construction site, a ditch is rapidly forming.

Not far away, some newly passed refugees are being recruited.

Another group of people are chopping trees and burning bricks, using the cutting machine that is said to be magically powered, easily cutting the trees into neat planks amidst the loud buzzing sound, and then using them in the construction of houses , quickly built a simple house.

In addition to being rich, this blue dragon kingdom also has many strange things.

The cutting machine that cuts the wood automatically is one of them.

The huge gear rotates rapidly, and the hard wood is like paper paste in front of it, and the sawdust splashes, and the neat wooden boards are processed one by one.

When he lived in the countryside, Bill had never seen an old carpenter producing planks.

Cutting suitable wood from the forest, and then dragging it home for processing, it takes at least several days to finally produce a qualified wood board.

And a thick piece of wood can only be roughly processed to two or three pieces at most.

No one has ever seen this kind of machine that cuts wood easily without wasting a bit to form neat planks.

Among them, the

Many refugees even insisted that it was a monster captured by the Blue Dragon Kingdom and was kept in captivity for work.
In addition to this, there is also the "water pump" that extended hundreds of meters like a python when it first came here, made a rumbling sound, sucked up the water in the river, and then sprayed the water into the field through those pipes. .

I have seen a "road roller" that carries a huge iron roller to compact the ground and build roads simply and quickly.

Those huge steel monsters that transported a large amount of supplies head by head and galloped across the road.

Many steel monsters, Bill and the others just glanced at them from a distance when they were working, but even so, they could feel the domineering and mighty feeling of the steel monsters coming towards them.

Almost every time those steel monsters rumbled past, the people working on the construction site would stop what they were doing and stood on tiptoe to look around curiously.

However, these steel behemoths do not appear frequently in front of their eyes.

Smoke and dust billowed on the construction site, and people were building mightily and in full swing.

The entire mountain village is expanding outward bit by bit, and the dry weather can't stop the pace of expansion.

Bill once heard a certain orc master say,

The location near here is good. It is on the main traffic road. It is going to be built into a small town, and then a road will be built to facilitate the traffic in the future.

Anyway, after listening to the orc lord's conversation, Bill found that the former village was indeed gradually expanding, and the houses lined up with it seemed to have indeed become the size of a small town.

Moreover, while the team of giant steel beasts was transporting resources, it also made a newly opened dirt road constantly stabilized.

The planning decision from above,
It has nothing to do with Bill now.

At the moment, he is working hard, and he has never been lazy at all.

Soon,
Dangdangdang!

The crisp and melodious sound of the bell ringing came from a distance, echoing in the sky.

"Get off work, let's eat!"

At the same time, there was a loud shout coming from the loudspeaker in the cafeteria.

This is also the sound that Bill and others like to hear most.

The team leader on the field ridge then blew his whistle. Under the sharp whistle, the simple-trained civilians began to gather one by one, line up, and put the tools aside.

After the captain of the team counted the quantity, he asked several people to carry these tools to the tool shop, and then put them into the warehouse after counting.

Although this procedure is somewhat cumbersome, it is also necessary.

Otherwise, these fugitive refugees who lived in poverty since they were young will tear down your hoes and store them up for themselves.

铁，
It is very precious to them.

Without these inventory procedures, I am afraid that the "loss rate" of farm tools must be more than [-]%.

During the process of counting the farm tools, the teams lined up were not idle. Under the command and inspection of the trainers, they shouted words such as "Long live the great His Royal Highness Austin".

Until the last team is counted,
The mighty team of thousands of people gathered in the open space started to fish out and ran quickly towards the cafeteria.

Although the people in the team have had enough food for several days, every time it's time for meals, these folk husbands who have experienced the life of refugees not long ago can't wait to rush to the dining hall and serve a large bowl of ecru Powdered kudzu root with a few flowers of oily meat sandwiched on it.

Occasionally, a lucky person can get a piece of flesh the size of a fingernail, and then proudly show it off to his companions, causing envious eyes from all around.

After so many years of cultivation,
Nowadays, the kudzu root in the Blue Dragon Kingdom is no longer comparable to that in Austin when everything was first started.

After cultivating improved varieties, Pueraria lobata can now become a staple food both in terms of taste and starch content.

But no matter what, it can't compare to the deliciousness of meat.

Although a few slices of meat were boiled on top of a large pot of light brown and white kudzu root, the taste had already been lightened to the limit, but no matter how you say it was meat, for those who had never had any meat in their mouths since they were young For poor people, it is already a supreme delicacy.

Bill made a large bowl of kudzu, which was almost as big as a small washbasin.

A big bowl full.

He didn't wait to find a place to squat down and gobble it up like some of his companions did, but held back the glutton in his stomach, walked a few steps quickly, and returned to the assigned house with the kudzu powder.

Inside the house, his wife and little Bill were already waiting for him.

Little Bill sat on a chair, staring at the two steaming bowls of steaming kudzu on the table, swallowing his saliva continuously.

The smaller bowl, apparently belonged to Bill Jr.,
There were two white slices of meat floating on it.

It is said that this is one of the few small benefits for children.

(End of this chapter)