Chapter 081 Migrant Workers

From the first winter that he traveled, Xiao Yun consciously recorded the days, the number of days between the first snow and the last snow, and the number of days between when the snow melted and the temperature rose to the peak of the year. How many days will elapse between when the temperature is the highest and the vegetation on the grassland turns golden yellow... No choice, without a calendar, Xiao Yun doesn't know how to use the height of daylight to calculate the diameter of the planet, calculate the latitude and longitude, and calculate the approximate solar terms on this basis. You can only use the dumbest way to roughly estimate the time.

After correcting the mutual reference of the three winters, Xiao Yun can confirm that the winter in the grassland is about 130~150 days, that is, four months to five months, and the spring and autumn seasons are relatively balanced. About ten days, the summer is relatively short, about fifty to sixty days...Roughly calculated, the four seasons reincarnate every three to four to fifty days, and a year is shorter than the earth by a dozen or twenty days. ...　　

Involving astronomy, this is super-class for Xiao Yun. He is not an astronomer, and he doesn't know what it means for celestial bodies to revolve faster than the earth. He only needs to figure out the laws of the climate and the length of solar terms to make a difference in farming. Just help. In the third winter in this world, the last snow stopped on the 133rd day after the first snow came.

After that, the sky and clouds faded, the sun penetrated, and the last cooling came before spring... …It is common sense that the temperature will decrease when the snow melts. The thick snow on the grassland does not melt in one or two days. The snow in this winter was heavier than in the previous two winters. Last year's snow layer was not enough to cover the swamps in the south of the tribe. This winter, the swamps in the south were almost buried into flat land... In fact, the amount of snowfall in the northern part of the grassland can only be greater.

Xiao Yun thinks about it with his knees and knows that this year's water flow from the north will definitely impact the entire grassland. During the snowfall, he ran in mud and ran three hundred kilometers north of the tribe. The upper reaches of the River of the Earth, the entire upper stream that was sealed by ice confirmed his guess-the water source of the River of the Earth came from the Samar Snow Mountain, and it was frozen like a bird before it reached the snow mountain. Does it need to be said?

Hurrying back to the tribe, Xiao Yun called the tribe to hold a spring flood mobilization meeting-in previous years, flooding had to wait until summer when the average temperature rose to an average of 27 to 30 degrees. This year, As in the past, Xiao Yun doubted that there might be water when socializing in spring and summer.

After eating the food grown in the field for a year or two, everyone knew how harmful the water was. After the mobilization meeting was over, before the ground was thawed, Languo's engineering team took all the excavating tools and set off to provide it for the tribe. The upper reaches of the tributary of the River of the Earth, where the water source also brings hidden dangers.

Three adult goblins and half of the gray dwarves were temporarily recruited into the engineering team. This team has two things to do: One is to dig a new drainage channel from the upstream of the tributary to the outlet of the underground world. Be prepared for an emergency to lead part of the river water to the underground world-anyway, the underground world is very large, and the underground world next to the grassland is not inhabited at all, and it is connected to groundwater, so there is nothing wrong with using it for drainage.

The second is to continue digging the artificial river channel that was built last year, as far as possible to the south, and do not want to dig up to the sea mouth, at least to dig into the canyon area near the Yellow Flower Plain of Snake-picking Vine, that canyon passes through Barr Observing from the sky directly leading to the sea, it seems to be a natural outlet to the sea, but because of the raised plain between them, it is only useful when there is flooding.

The first item is fine, and the second item is completely a big one. Xiao Yun pondered that the engineering team would not be able to do it after half a year... But there is no way. There are many things in this world that are not done only when they can be done. But no matter if you can't do it, you have to try your best if it is necessary.

The engineering team started, and the brick factory and cement factory was also running. The spring ploughing was handed over to the work team led by Qingyan, Dashui, and Qingcao... Fortunately, there was last year's experience in ploughing wasteland, so there were fewer people. Work hard, there is no time to hurry up.

Sixteen Xuelang fighters, Hongye and Ayue went to the engineering team for water conservancy. Ashan buried his head in the brick factory to make bricks, and Mumu helped out in the cement factory of the Huoyan patriarch. Yu had only twelve people including himself on hand. The twelve warriors, Xiao Yun, didn't take out the farming because they had more important things to do: the snowing period was the stage when the beasts were hungry for a winter and the beasts were predating wildly.

The tribal stalls spread so much that they can bear it. Can't afford the loss of manpower, the soldiers must step up patrols to drive away all dangers far away.　　

As for the purpose of chasing Mao away rather than hunting down, this is a topic that hurts self-esteem... You can't catch up and kill Mao.

When remaining snow became clean, the six tribes that Xiao Yun personally ran to contact successively sent workers and soldiers to find them... It is not easy to find tribes that have not been visited in the vast prairie, but there are also Snow werewolves. In their own way, they will leave obvious signposts where they walked, such as placing large stones in a special circle, inserting a broken tree inside, or leaving signposts in the wood in winter. , These soldiers just follow the signs to find them by themselves.

The number of soldiers sent by these tribes to work was as many as four or five, and the few came three or four. After all, Xiao Yun's treatment was that one soldier gave one hundred catties of salt and two thousand catties of wheat. Ten thousand catties of soybeans, and as many alfalfa as you can move back, you can also provide board and lodging during the working period. This treatment is not unfavorable (cough cough).　

　 The most amazing tribe-- the patriarch was sent to work... Xiao Yun's face was embarrassed when he saw the patriarch who had a guilty smile.　　

Twenty-four migrant soldiers (including a patriarch) came from six tribes. Xiao Yun shaved their heads, scrubbed, disinfected and fed them as usual, and then... all rushed to cultivate the land.　　

More than 6,000 acres of land need to be plowed. It is when Xiao Yun wants to hang himself because of the lack of people. You are right here~!

As a result, on the fields on both sides of the river, there were many more white-haired giant wolves dragging the plow to work hard...　　

These migrant workers helped to plow the fields for half a month, and everyone became extremely calm— —When they came, they were a little worried about whether such a generous treatment would be a problem. After working for so long, they found that they were really tired, and they head was bald. Of course, they felt relieved. They dared to shake their cheeks every day when they ate the delicious meals given by the Huoyan Tribe. Help chew, don't be afraid to be embarrassed.

Xiao Yun liked the pragmatic style of the Snow Werewolves very much. He let these migrant workers take a two-day rest to keep up their spirits, and immediately rushed to the engineering team to continue working hard... Yes, he was recruited under the name of hiring a commercial transportation team. Warrior, but it's not the caravan that hasn't come yet! Did he raise people for nothing and not let them do anything? That's impossible~! Sowing and fertilizing this kind of fine work is not easy for newcomers to get started, but fortunately, plowing saves a lot of time, and they can take it slowly... 　　

With the addition of these migrant workers, the progress of the engineering team has increased by a quarter. At the end of the spring planting, the drainage channel leading to the underground world was dug up; a special steel gate made by the gray dwarf was installed. Languo brought the engineering team back to rest for a day, and continued construction on the foundation of the original artificial channel. Dig up and down.　　

Ayan, a migrant worker from the Li tribe, is thirty-two years old this year.

Hmm...Ayan's warrior status is a bit tricky, because he has only actually grown up for two years...In a small tribe like Li, he is indeed better than ordinary tribesmen and has a little bit of warrior experience, but to be more serious, he He can't be regarded as a fighter, but only as an older child who has just grown up and has a certain fighting capacity.

The Li tribe is a small tribe where even the patriarch Li came to work, and made Xiao Yun embarrassed for a long time. This tribe lives in a relatively barren area with many beasts around, so there is no way to send out powerful fighters, but it is greedy for the flame tribe. The treatment...not to mention, one more soldier, one hundred catties of salt, caused a cat clan in the heart of Clan Chief Li to scratch, so Clan Chief Li made up the number himself, Ayan, a newly-adult "older child." Also made up the number.

Who said that the snow werewolves were not careful...　　

Gathered four warriors and came to the Huoyan tribe. At first, from Li to Ayan, they were a little guilty, for fear that Ayun would turn his face. Fortunately, Ayun didn't say anything and tossed them. After some (mainly shaving and disinfection), I will eat and drink and arrange to go to work; it is very hard and hard enough to do the work that people do not want to say when they are tired. Whether it is Chief Li or the soldier Ayan, they are relieved.

Although their fighter status is a bit vacant, the work they do is real! Ayan, sweating like rain, digging a few hoes and then stopped when someone shouted to start the meal. He put the tools he used and those used by the clansmen together.

Ayan wiped his sweat and crawled out of the two-meter-deep river, and then turned around. He went over and pulled the a little older patriarch Li up, and then walked to the side with the others to wash their hands.

Ayun of the Huoyan Tribe asked everyone to wash their hands before eating, otherwise they would not be worthy of snacks-fried bean flour wrapped in bugs, meat skins, bean cakes deep-fried with flour and soybeans, etc.-Some people were not used to it at first After watching other people eat crispy snacks that were fried into golden brown but they don't have to eat them, people who have no brains will learn to behave.　　

The water for washing hands is brought from the river. One person can use a small basin of water, lather it with soap, rub the mud and wash it with water, and then walk to the flat ground next to it to get the meal.

The lunch meal is usually steamed cakes with noodle soup. The extra-large steamed cakes are soft and delicious. Ayan took his own portion and sat back next to Chief Li, biting out a big piece with a full face. It was a happy expression... Fortunately, he followed with a cheeky face, otherwise he would not be able to eat such delicious things.　　

"Today's fillings are so delicious, has Dahe come up with new fillings?"

There are at least eight folds of steamed cakes. Snow werewolves have to eat three and drink a large bowl of noodles and vegetable soup. Gray dwarves don't have the belly of a snow werewolf. One can be full, and it's not enough for one and a half days. Ayan beautifully While munching on the steamed cakes, the gray dwarf who had just bitten by the side spoke to the cat clan who had brought the meal.　　

The larger cat tribes were all incorporated into Qingyan's second-level labor force. The manul started working on the wool spinning factory, and they were replaced by the food delivery. Snow leopard rosemary is also a lover. If it weren't for the lack of people in the canteen, he would have wanted to get in. The gray dwarf scratched his itchy place when he asked, and immediately squatted down: "That's it, I saw Dahe Nong with my own eyes. The new filling, the fish caught in the tribe's ditch in the morning, the fish slices were fried and fried. It is said that the fish bones, fish skin and pig skin are boiled and frozen together at night, and they are not tasted at all. It's the same..." 　　

Ayan's saliva came down when he heard it, and couldn't help but interject: "Is there any more vegetables in the evening? Is it delicious?" 　　

"Of course it's delicious, Dahe said I want to cook tonight. The iron pan has been moved out." Rosemary proudly flaunted, "I tell you that stir-fried dishes are much better than soup dishes. It is also Chinese cabbage, and the aroma of stir-fried dishes is several times that of soup dishes..." 　　

"Damn it! You are here to help!" The leopard fish bones were sweating and scooping soup, and when he turned around, he found that his little friend actually squatted to the side and blew up with the crowd, so angry that Ayun's mantra was called out. "Come here!" 　　

Ayan cheeks agitated and swallowed the steamed cakes, Glulu poured a big mouthful of noodle vegetable soup, burped contentedly, turned his head and looked at the patriarch with a novel look: "Ali, they are here. There are so many delicious foods, why don't our tribes?" Patriarch Li turned around and turned his back to him, too lazy to talk to this ass kid, yeah, dislike him as the patriarch, right?　　

Ayan looked innocent, and turned his head to look at the other tribe...but saw that the tribe had eaten two steamed cakes, and was holding the third steamed cake with a complicated expression.　　

"It would be great if I could give the third pancake to my partner." The soldier sighed bitterly and turned to face Ayan.　　

Ayan immediately lowered his head and poured soup...This tribe's companion was also a fighter, and she was still a very strong one. The safety of the tribe was inseparable from her, so Ayan was able to make up the count. Everyone eats and drinks well. The cats come to collect the dishes and check that everyone's hands are clean and not clean. They will be given snacks-a golden, crispy and delicious beancake that is tuned and deep-fried with flour. And a handful of fried beans with a little pine nuts and sautéed with salt.

"This...I, I'm not..." The soldier looked panicked.

"It's okay, the bowl is broken when it is broken." The people in the canteen walked over and took a look, "I'll clean up, you can continue to eat yours."

The warrior raised his head and looked at the people in the canteen, then looked down at the pile of debris. A bit at a loss.

"If the food is dirty, you can't eat it. Go get another dish." The people in the cafeteria didn't let him squat, so he squatted down to clean up. I have eaten food." 　　

The soldier looked at the people in the cafeteria blankly, and couldn't recover for a long time...　　

"It's too careless, it's not easy to hold such a good bowl." 　　

Ayan heard the chief Li mutter in a low voice.

Nodded in agreement.　　

"But they don't seem to care about the bowl. The penalty for snacks is a waste of vegetables." Ayan, an older bear kid, added another sentence.　　

Patriarch Li turned his back again to face Ayan, this dead child!

After eating, send the dirty dishes to the washing place next to the kitchen. Those who know how to wash them will clean them. Those who are afraid of breaking the dishes will let others help. Anyway, everyone's dishes are the same as licked. Washing the dishes is not hard work...　　

Once again go back to the square to find a place to sit, one is to wait for snacks, and the other is to listen to the story... In order to exercise his expressive skills, Xiao Yun let Hongye, Yu, Labgguo, Caogen, etc.

People take turns to tell the story to everyone. It doesn't matter if you can't memorize the full text. You can take the bark paper to tell and practice by the way-Languo was forced to take a math class last year. Tonight's snacks have a surprise. Those who didn't make a mistake can get a small piece of maltose wrapped in steamed leaves.

As soon as Ayan got his share, he immediately put all of it in his pocket... The maltose was taken four or five times. He didn't know that he had eaten it right away, but he was greedy when he watched others eat it later.　　

It was Yu who walked up to the person to tell the story. He still looked a little nervous. He spread out the bark paper and held it in his hands, stiffly: "Today, let's talk about the story of "Little Red Riding Hood"..."

The magical Diablo fairy tales, which have a strong sense of preaching and are too dark or even a little gloomy, are actually not very fun as an attractive spiritual entertainment... I can't help the grassland people's enjoyment of spiritual entertainment is completely zero, so even if it is After listening to this kind of story two or three times, everyone still listened to it with gusto.　　

Everyone else tells old stories. Only when Ayun goes up, there are new stories to hear. This kind of pattern is the new arrival of Ayan Yemen, but the story is a story, even if he has heard it, Ayan is still very enthusiastic.　　

A few more days of busy and fulfilling, intense and interesting working life. That night, Ayan carefully put the snacks he received in his pocket as usual. Suddenly he heard cheers, and when he looked up, Ayun came to the front.　　

"Ayun Ayun——" Ayan was excited immediately and cheered like everyone else.　　

Patriarch Li was a bit far away from the dead child in disgust.

Xiao Yun raised his hand and pressed the button to make everyone quiet. He smiled and said, "Tonight, I will tell you something exciting. I promise that you have never heard of it. This story is a ghost story in a human being. In the kingdom's countryside, there is a small mountain village. In this village, there is such a family..." 　　

Goblins have no religious beliefs, nor do snow werewolves and cat tribes. Gray dwarves believe in the god of fire, but this belief is a living habit. , The level of piety is as casual as the Chinese give glutinous rice cakes to Lord Stove... Faced with such a group of audiences, Xiao Yun nonchalantly throws out the fictional ghost story concept of revenge after death and persuading people to be good-this world is connected. There are such unscientific things as magic and alchemy, and there should be a market for ghost stories here too!

The human being that most of the people at the scene saw most was Sal, which was taken in by the Huoyan Tribe, but in the endless stories, everyone knew human beings quite well...Many people even had a general understanding of the composition of human society. Know the shape of the power pyramid in human society.

In the "ghost story" that Xiao Yun tells, the protagonist of the story is a farmer in a mountain village. Because

Xiao Yun never thinks that kindness and class have any dialectical relationship, this farmer is naturally not shaped by human beings to coax children.

The image of poverty and kindness, but a standard "Ghost Stories"—this farmer took advantage of his own land to take in travelers who passed by for the night, and then killed and seized property. Of course, these were not reflected in the beginning of the story. At the beginning, this The farmer is just an ordinary person, and strange events suddenly occur in his life. For example, the door will open automatically without wind, the water cups and utensils in the house will change positions when there is no one, and the lights will suddenly go out and turn on at midnight, and they will always go to the toilet. It feels like someone is huddling with myself...

Very simple, crude and clichéd ghost stories and scary routines, spoken by Xiao Yun, just scared a group of grassland people who have night vision capabilities and can move freely in the dark, their faces turned pale, and they unconsciously approached their friends...　　

一After frightening the farmer and the audience for a while, the livestock of the farmer's house began to die, the bloody pigsty, the chicken coop pointed by bloody footprints, the bloody handprints on the walls of the courtyard-　　

The farmer finally did not dare to stay at home and ran Went to the neighbor's house for the night, but the neighbor's family heard someone sobbing in the evening, so that the neighbor drove the farmer away the next day...　　

Come again is the peasant end of the farmer, the neighbor did not see the farmer for many days, and went to his house At first glance, the farmer has become a corpse, kneeling at his gate and kowtowing towards the corner of the yard; the neighbor's sight follows the direction where the farmer's corpse is kneeling, and he sees the vegetable field in the corner of the yard, in the middle of a green little green vegetable, slanting diagonally. A bone hand stretched out... 　　

The neighbor hurried to find the security team in the town. The security officer came over and searched and dug up several traveler's corpses from the vegetable plot in the farmer's yard...　　

Xiao Yun was frustrated and finished with full emotion. Looking at this ghost story again, even Xiao Yun himself was shocked-so many people sitting together and listening to the ghost story were actually frightened. Several or a dozen people were mixed together and tightly Squeezed together, the small size just got into the arms of others.

"...Is it such an exaggeration?" Xiao Yun's mouth twitched. He told this story when the company was founded. A group of young girls listened to them, playing with mobile phones and yawning... Most of you came out with the style of brothers and sisters. It's too uncoordinated to be afraid of this!　　

Silently shifted his gaze to the always reliable patriarch of grassroots, but saw that the patriarch of grassroots, although his face was firm, but also hugged the gray dwarf Sally who got into her arms tightly, and the hand was still trembling.　　

Xiao Yun stared at the fisheye: "Uh...you don't need to read this story." 　　

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Ayan's eyes are full of tears: Ayun is so terrible!