"It's a small matter of sacks, I'm afraid you don't have enough. I bought sixty, well, isn't that right?"

This device was custom-made before he went to Ancheng.

The boss promises to finish the work within five days.

Unexpectedly, it really did. He stepped forward to take a look.

Four steel columns, triangular support, he tried to push, very stable.

Ye Chen turned to Yan Ming and said, "Take everyone to fill the bag with soil, as much as it can hold, as long as the mouth of the bag is tied up.

By the way, remember, put two bags on the outside of one bag, and then put two layers of sacks, you know? "

"it is good."

993 Yan Ming didn't ask what to do.

Ye Chen appreciates Yan Ming's point of view. He questioned when he should question, and never said a word of nonsense when he should not ask.

However, someone still asked, a foreign player with dreadlocks, wearing only a vest at the moment, his muscles exploded.

They have been in the Ancheng team for a long time, and they can also speak and listen to the Daxia dialect, but they don't speak well, and they understand some words with only a half-knowledge.

He said, "Master Ye, what are you doing with the soil?"

Ye Chen, "You'll know later, let's do the work first, let's treat it as your warm-up training today.

Brother, you don't need your shovel, do you?Let me borrow it? "

Because the ground must be at least flat to install the iron frame, so the workers brought seven or eight shovels.

"Use it, let's finish it now, no need."

soon.

A group of people, with a confused mood, carried shovels and bags to fill the soil.

Ye Chen looked up, "Are these iron hooks strong? I estimate that they must bear at least two hundred catties."

"No problem, we all made it according to your wishes, it is absolutely strong, not to mention two hundred catties, even four hundred catties will do.

This entire steel frame can carry several tons at least.

If you have any problems, you can always come to me..."

Ye Chen nodded in satisfaction, "I don't understand these things, so I just ask."

soon.

A group of workers finish work.

The soil over there is almost finished. A dozen strong men, loading soil is not the same as playing.

"Master Ye... you have twenty thousand more."

"The extra [-] yuan should be used as an extra hard work fee for everyone, it's not easy for everyone."

"This……"

A group of workers are all doing manual labor and earning hard money. If someone gives more, they naturally want it.

It has nothing to do with honesty or honesty.

I don't steal or grab it, others give it voluntarily.

However, when I want to, I feel embarrassed.

And Ye Chen is now easy to get money, as long as the other party is nice and quick to work, why not give more?

The foreman said: "Master Ye, look at you... we workers who do manual labor have received a lot of favor from you, and it is impossible to justify asking you to pay more."

Yan Ming, "What kind of favor have you received from my master? Have you also learned Kung Fu?"

"That's not...you don't know Master Ye's status in our engineering and construction field.

For those of us who do physical work, every body hurts, and our backs hurt when we sleep on the mountain.

However, after practicing the Yi Jin Jing with Master Ye, everything is different.

After a day's work, my waist no longer hurts, my legs are no longer tired, and I can sleep soundly.

There have been fewer accidents on construction sites recently. "

A group of workers talked about it endlessly.

He praised Ye Chen to the sky.

A group of players are at least from well-off families. They never thought that these migrant workers who went to the city worked so hard.

It never occurred to them that Ye Chen's kung fu teaching could actually benefit such people.

As the second generation, Yan Ming couldn't even think of this level, and felt a little bit emotional for a while, and said: "Thank you for your hard work, my child is ignorant, so don't take it wrong if you ask me nonsense."

After Ye Chen sent off the workers.

Said: "Everyone help hang all the bags on the shelves."

As he said that, he lifted the two players up with one hand in each hand, "Sit on it, and I will hand you the rope later, and you are responsible for tying it up."

The two players sitting on it opened their mouths wide in surprise.

One of them is Zhanhong.

He exclaimed: "What kind of power is this? When Master Ye grabbed me just now, I felt like a helpless little chicken."

"Me too, I feel completely unable to resist. It's hard to imagine that if Master Ye started running on the court, no one would dare to get close to him.

Otherwise, it would be knocked into the air. "

Followed by.

The players saw an even more shocking scene.

Ye Chen held up two bags of soil, like holding two balloons.

Just standing under the shelf, he said in a steady tone: "Tie it firmly, this bag must be at least two hundred catties, if it is not tied firmly, it will fall easily."

"Mother Falk."

"I bought it, Master Ye is so strong. I want to send a video to my group of friends abroad who like to exercise, so that they can see what real exercise is."

"Fuck, it's over 200 pounds, and I can't lift it up."

"Master Ye is so cruel, what can you do with this power?"

"If I want this strength, I will focus on the opponent's main player on the court, and send him to the sky with a tackle."

"Don't be joking. There will be tens of millions of viewers in the live broadcast later. Some people may not understand that you are joking."

Ye Chen, "Don't be dumbfounded. According to the method I just tied each bag of soil with a rope, don't tie it wrong. Leave the bag to me, you can't move it..."

If it is a barbell weighing more than 200 kilograms.

Most of these people can pull it up.

However, the bag is difficult to grip and has to be held high.

This and pull up are two concepts.

"Yan Ming, let's start broadcasting, it's almost time."

Soon, with the help of everyone, Ye Chen finally hung up thirty bags of soil.

The shelves that seemed empty at first were filled up in an instant.

The thirty bags of soil were hung up and down at random, and they were dangling gently on the shelf at this moment.

"Boom."

Ye Chen punched out, the sack hit by him didn't shake much, but knocked the sack next to it into the air.

Immediately, a chain reaction was caused.

All the sacks were shaking violently, as if they were on a swing.

"Master, you don't want to practice boxing here, do you?"

Yan Ming exclaimed.

He tried to hit it just now, and the two hundred catties of soil was too hard and heavy.

He can impress a bag, but wanting to cause a chain reaction like Ye Chen's is simply wishful thinking.

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Ye Chen is very satisfied with the shelf, and it looks very strong.

However, the snakeskin bag was more fragile than he imagined.

When he punched out just now, he heard the sound of the snakeskin bag being torn.

Fortunately, there are two layers of sacks outside, so it doesn't matter.

"Practice boxing? Why not?"

Ye Chen spread his hands, "Do you want to go in and experience it?"

Yan Ming shook his head, Ye Chen said so, he must not be able to play.

Decisive.

Zhan Hong, "Master Ye,~ Can I try it?"

A group of players are still quite reserved, strictly speaking, they are a little afraid of Ye Chen.

Because Ye Chen has now become one of their bosses.

Moreover, it is their head coach.

"I think you'd better not do it, of course, if you want to try."

Because, Ye Chen could see that most of the players were eager to try.

Let them try it, even if they get a little dust.

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