Just when Zhang Dayang was stunned, Erliuzi came with Erguotou; "How about it, you need almost a month of logging work, I will finish it for you!!"

"Brother, there is no such work as cutting down, but we have to do this work of turning over the ground and removing tree roots for a long time, so you can give me some more advice..." After seeing the wisdom and ability of the second-rate boy, Zhang Dayang and the eighteen literary scholars were there immediately, and asked him for a good way to remove tree roots and remove tree roots.

"The plan for land reclamation is already in my mind. What you have to do now is to build a ridge for me to circle all the land. Okay, stop talking nonsense, give me a job." After seriously saying that he already had a plan for land reclamation, the second-rate drove the literary youths to work.

"Brother, let's tell us the plan first. If you don't say we are not sure?" Before leaving, more than a dozen literary youths struggled tentatively and asked the second-rate boy.

Faced with the long-windedness of more than a dozen literary youths, the second-rate man glared at them and said angrily, "Don't talk nonsense, get out of work quickly, and you can have a full meal after you work well. If you don't do it well, just eat grass roots. The food provided to you in the village is not indefinitely..."

"Brother, you will be our leader in the future. You can't ignore us by focusing on Zhang Dayang, the younger brother?" Because Zhang Dayang and the others were all called second-rate brothers, they were infected and inspired by them. At this time, except for Zhang Jintian, the literary youth, all began to call him brother.

"I dare not guarantee you the delicious food and drink, but I can guarantee that you can get enough food. Don't think that you can get close to me by calling me brother. Even if you don't work hard, even this guy, Dayang, I will still clean up. Let's go to work..." After a few words from the literary and teenagers casually, the second-rate went to say hello to the villagers who were bundling weeds.

Before the second-rate boy was a forester, the village rules were very strict. At that time, let alone making firewood or something, even the weeds next to the rice fields were allowed to be made.

So in the face of the opportunity for the second-rate guy to get firewood for everyone, the big guys in the village were very grateful to him. When they saw him coming, they were smiling and greeting him. The children even said sweetly, calling Uncle Liu Meng...

When he greeted the villagers, the second-rate nodded with his hands behind his back, looking like a leader.

The little guys called uncle, and after touching their sweaty little heads, he took them to the bottom of the tree to enjoy the cool...

After arriving under the tree, the second-rate boy did not play with the children as before, but instead found a hatchet to go from the miscellaneous trees that Wenqing and the others had bloomed in the past few days, and selected some more thick miscellaneous trees.

After selecting the miscellaneous trees, the second-rate first chose four equally long cuts, sharpened them, and smashed them into the soil to be used as pillars.

Then peel off the remaining tree's skin and put it on top to tie it up. After some operation, a simple wooden bed came out...

After the wooden bed was finished, Erruizi made another hoe and dug a small hole next to the wooden bed. Then he stirred it with the dug mud and water to the point where he could make porcelain. Then he started to use mud and build a small stove on the top of the pit.

After the stove was ready, Erruizi reached out to wave to a few little guys under the tree.

After they came over, they smiled and said to them, "You go to your uncle's house to help you bring the water-boiling kettle, and then ask your Aunt Cui Cui to bring you canned peaches, and you said it was what your uncle said..."

"Okay, uncle, let's go and get you a kettle for boiling water."

A group of little guys who originally liked to help second-rate boys work. At this time, when they heard that there were canned peaches, they immediately ran there, as if they were afraid that they would not have to eat if they went slow.

Because he called out the little guys himself, so in order for them to have an accident when they were not performing their tasks, Erruozi directly asked Erguotou to go back with them; "Erguotou, you go home with them and watch them a little, don't let them run halfway to dangerous places to play."

Erguotou is very obedient, and it actually likes to play with the little guys in the village, so when it hears the order from the second-rate guy, it immediately rushed out and plays with the little guys back to the village...

After the little guys left, the second lion went to find some dry firewood to start burning the stove. After a while, he was lazy and cancer attacked and then lay down on the wooden bed to rest.

While the second-rate boy was lying down to rest, the villagers of Liujia Village who were making firewood began to carry the firewood they made one after another. Soon, there were only eighteen literary youths working and second-rate boys lying to rest...

Seeing the second-rate boy lying under the big tree and resting or not working, a young man in the same dormitory as Zhang Jintian couldn't help but feel a little sore in the pair of Zhang Dayang; "Dayang, your brother may be the easiest cadre in Liujia Village. Look at us working so hard that he is lying down and sleeping..."

"We work in labor, he works with his brain. After working for a few days, it is not as fast as his mouth. Is there any comparison?" Faced with the sourness of this male literary youth, Zhang Dayang asked him disdainfully, is they comparable to second-rate people?

Because the second-rate guy is now in charge of their leaders, this male literary youth did not dare to be too sour.

After Zhang Dayang said this, he compromised; "Yes, we have been doing so many days of work, so it's better for him to come quickly. Sure enough, people cannot compare themselves. We are nothing in this comparison..."

After seeing this male literary youth compromise.

Zhang Dayang immediately proudly told the story of the second-rate man who had been here before. "Tell you, my brother is not only good at using his brain, but also his ability to do things faster than us. The open space before we came was opened by my brother himself, and it only took a few days to use it..."

"Stop talking. The village chief of Liujia Village is here. Come and work quickly..."

Just as Zhang Dayang was talking proudly, he happened to see Liu Aiguo walking in from outside the valley with a group of little guys, and quickly reminded them.

After hearing Sun Yuanyuan’s reminder, Zhang Dayang and the others immediately ended the discussion, and then obediently held the hoe and continued to rip their ridges, not daring to continue chatting...
Chapter completed!