The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

After talking about the "myth" like a tea party for half a night, Jiang qianxia mysteriously put his index finger to his mouth.

"I tell you the truth because you are an expert and will not fall into a magic barrier because of these invisible things. But you can't tell these things to ordinary people."

Looking at the old men with some weak hearts, Jiang qianxia said seriously: "it's good for ordinary people to live like this now. Don't let them expect another life that is not suitable for them. After all, they don't have the ability to pursue the world. You should know very well."

"As for what I tell you."

Looking at the suddenly nervous students, Jiang qianxia picked his eyebrows with great interest and said, "Dean, I have much more things in my mind than what the college library has now."

"The more you learn, the more things you realize, and the more new things I can tell you."

"As long as you work hard enough, maybe you can make the future work as convenient as ours..."

"Dean! Is that true?" Wen Linlang was suddenly excited, and her eyes seemed to be burning.

Touching his head, Jiang qianxia nodded definitely.

"As I said, our place is actually the same land as here, and we are all bodies that will grow old and die. Many people can't even live until the age of these masters. Since we can transform the world there, what the Academy teaches you is the experience and knowledge accumulated over thousands of years."

"Even the process of accumulation has been saved. You are accelerating your growth on the shoulders of giants. How many detours have you taken? Since we can all do it, why can't you shoulder the heavy task of keeping Daqian forever?"

More importantly, perhaps one of the purposes for which the noodle Association threw out their shopkeepers is to have such a purpose.

After all, the more developed the society is and the more people there are, the more things they sell - I feel that businessmen are really breaking their hearts in order to make money

The students were inspired by the taste of educators. Jiang qianxia looked at the hanging moon and suddenly couldn't open his eyes.

Yawning, Jiang qianxia waved softly.

"Remember, I didn't tell you anything tonight. Don't tell others or spread it. Even if it is spread, please exaggerate it in the way of myth."

When patting his ass to go back to the tent, Jiang qianxia suddenly stopped and smiled with evil interest.

"By the way, the mythical Chang'e running to the moon, we have done it there. There is no Chang'e on the moon, there is no moon rabbit, there is nothing on it, potholes, nothing to look at."

Schadenfreude shattered their longing for the moon. Jiang qianxia laughed and went to bed in the angry roar of the students.

This sleep is called a comfortable one.

At dawn, the drizzle was still falling from time to time. Last night's chat was like a dream. Everyone seemed to have changed, and there was no change.

Looking at each other and smiling, Jiang qianxia tied up his hair and let the people have breakfast and prepare for today's work.

"Everyone worked hard yesterday, and so is today. I hope you can actively cooperate!"

Simply make an opening speech. Jiang qianxia jumps off the platform and draws ink lines with the students.

There are only two ink lines, but they connect the bend of the river now besieging Zhushan with another place where I don't know whether it is a small lake or a swamp.

Although it is a small lake, the main river is connected behind it.

The reason why Zhushan was surrounded was that the place where the flood discharge should be blocked was blocked, but the blocked place was full of mud. It was very troublesome to dredge, so it was better to open another hole to lead the water.

The entire road section to be excavated is probably less than one kilometer, but the requirements for depth are slightly higher.

"Dean, come here! There's a crocodile behind you!"

Jiang qianxia, who pouted his ass and drew ink lines, was startled. He ran forward for more than ten meters and looked back. The crocodile was still dozens of meters away

He glared at the students angrily. Jiang qianxia thought that it was not the way to keep these crocodiles, so he asked the remaining ghost slaves to come, took the horn that had been put outside and pointed to the crocodile to popularize science.

"Hey, let's pay a little attention. The crocodile looks ferocious. In fact, it's easy to kill."

Let the ghost slave lead a crocodile with meat. Under Jiang qianxia's explanation, he vividly demonstrated how to shut the crocodile with a rope sleeve, how to lure the crocodile to bite with an iron frame, and how to attack the nerve behind the crocodile's head to kill with one blow.

Watching the ferocious crocodile teased like a pug, no matter how timid people are, they can't help but despise the crocodile's "medium look but useless". They almost forget how crocodiles ate people in the past.

Kill the demonstration crocodile. Jiang qianxia calls the ghost slaves to peel the crocodile, and says excitedly, "pay attention, everyone. This crocodile is a good thing!"

"Leather is used to make bags, belts, money bags and so on. That's the best! Wanbaoge acquisition. If you want to kill, just like I just demonstrated, don't destroy too much. The price is high!"

"As for the crocodile meat, you can catch and taste it yourself when you are free at night. I heard it's delicious."

I don't know what kind of devastating blow a few words I'm interested in will cause to the local crocodiles. At this time, Jiang qianxia rarely asked ghost slaves to take the crocodiles into their tents, and then continued to focus on digging the river.

The ink line is drawn well, and the mark is made in the middle. People who look at circles are confused and don't know what they're doing.

"Come on, dig down according to the circle, dig two feet deep, and then dig a hole to the left at a position of about one foot. It doesn't need to be big. It's about the same with two fists."

Although I don't know what she wants to do, with yesterday's experience, we still believe in her.

The greeting of hoe and shovel was good at the beginning. When it got to the bottom, the shovel couldn't reach it

Little Wen Linlang couldn't see it. She taught them to carve threads on wood and drill down.

Although we can barely continue the construction, the speed

In desperation, Jiang qianxia had to go back to the tent, borrow the tent to cover up, and spend a lot of money to get a small drilling machine, which is especially hand-operated.

There are a lot of manpower. They all rush to play this new thing. It is agreed to go down two feet. If they don't stop it, they can drill three or four feet.

After the holes were drilled, the children with super long lead explosives were put into the hole with a rope tied around their waist and stuffed the explosives into the holes reserved in advance.

It's not Jiang qianxia's heart that calls the children. It's true. I didn't expect everyone to be so real. They can get as big as the circle... So adults can't get in except children

When the children came up one by one in peace, the dirty ones were driven aside with laughter like mud monkeys. Jiang qianxia asked the ghost slaves to light the fire folding and put them in place together.

"Step back, step back, at least one hundred and eighty meters. It's close for a while. Unfortunately, don't ask me for compensation!"

While roaring, he took the lead to run back. Around the people on both sides of the ink line, he ran away with a very novel and interesting Sahuan.

No one died. They have seen Jiang qianxia's means.

After the venue was cleared, the ghost slave calmly looked at Jiang qianxia's gesture, lit the lead wire neatly and uniformly, and then ran like a ghost.

"Boom, boom, boom -"

Once made a great noise in Dianzhou, and once again succeeded in frightening the people of the two lakes, crying for their parents.