Build Madness

110 servings!

Ge Xiaotian built a thatched hut in the courtyard of the old house, summoned eleven strong men, kicked the hut over, and waved his hand:

Come on, let's move bricks!

Climbing up the wall, seeing no one in the alley, he took everyone straight to the brick kiln.

Along the way, seeing such a group of burly and majestic men, pedestrians feared that they would not be able to avoid them, so they all walked away from them.

When he came across a few hooligans wearing vests and flared trousers, with hair dyed red, green, yellow and blue, Ge Xiaotian deliberately stepped forward, followed by thirteen strong men.

Seeing that he couldn't hide, the red-haired youth smiled all over his face:

Brother Tian, ​​where are you going?

Never mind your business? Is there any smoke?

Yes, yes, yes! The red-haired young man took out a pack of big chickens in pain, Brother Tian, ​​the brothers are going to leave first if they have something to do, and buy you a drink another day?

Um!

With a pack of cigarettes and a meal, Ge Xiaotian felt extremely comfortable.

Although the two parties had no grievances or enmities, they were both in the same village, and Ge Xiaotian often called his brother in his previous life.

Now I'm back in the game, tsk tsk...

Oh, why am I so vulgar?

Ge Xiaotian shook his head and continued on his way.

There is a brick kiln in Sancha Township, an institution in Gejia Village.

I remember that there was a big incident in another time and space in 2005.

When the chimney was pulled down for pollution control, the construction workers picked up a golden bump the size of a palm.

The owner of the brick kiln was not happy when he found out about it, and after several years of official business, he didn't know what was going on in the end.

Ge Xiaotian wanted to get the golden lump ahead of time, but this was just rumored by Daotu, who knows if this time and space still exists.

Besides, if you have the time to find gold bumps, you might as well move a few more bricks.

The owner of the brick kiln is somewhat related to Ge Xiaotian.

The third son of the grandfather's cousin has to be called the third uncle.

From childhood to adulthood, except for New Year's greetings, I haven't seen each other a few times.

But he has a daughter. When he was a child, Ge Xiaotian often lived at his grandma's house, and played together a lot, so he became acquainted.

After finding the Third Uncle Yuanfang, the short and thin middle-aged man saw the thirteen strong men standing side by side, his expression was astonished, he quickly put on a smile, and greeted enthusiastically:

Hey, Xiaotian! Long time no see, what are you?

Third Uncle, is there any work?

Ah? Lu Xingguo thought that he encountered a ruffian collecting money, so he breathed a sigh of relief and replied:

The casual workers have been busy with farm work these days, and there are just a few people missing!

How many are missing? Ge Xiaotian didn't intend to throw all the strong men here.

In another time and space, he worked on a construction site and knew a little about the output of brick kilns.

The brick kilns in the village are not big. Even if it is the peak season, it only costs 50,000 yuan a day. It is a waste of labor for 13 people to move.

Moreover, there are also types of bricks.

One is to put the dried bricks into the cave dwelling, which is somewhat technical.

The second is to transport the burnt red bricks out of the cave dwelling, and arrange them into piles of bricks in quantities of one thousand or two thousand five, which is more laborious.

The third is to load the sold red bricks into cars and unload them at the destination, which is generally rare, because most buyers load and unload by themselves in order to save money, unless the demand is relatively large.

The first kind of strong men probably won't, and brick kilns have fixed yard workers.

What Ge Xiaotian wants is the second type, which is usually temporary, so you don't have to worry about stealing other people's jobs.

Lu Xingguo looked a little embarrassed, he hesitated for a moment and replied: It's not too much...

Ge Xiaotian took out his father's red plum and handed over one:

How about three people?

Enough is enough!

Okay, I'll leave the three of you behind, and we'll make it tonight?

no problem!

Borrowing six pairs of brick tongs and a wooden row cart, Ge Xiaotian wanted to teach the strong men how to use them, but he didn't expect the three strong men to learn how to use them without a teacher. They could lift four pieces with one hand, eight pieces with two hands, and lift half a cigarette. Nearly a hundred yuan.

sharp!

Taking the remaining ten strong men out of the brick kiln, Ge Xiaotian was about to stop a van when he suddenly saw an idle Sixiang in the brick kiln.

Four is not similar to a tractor. The main parts include steering wheel, chassis, front and rear axles, etc. Most of them are disassembled from scrapped vehicles, and then equipped with high-horsepower diesel engines. They are assembled in an auto repair shop. Carriage, tsk tsk, whoever drives knows, it's so cool!

Looking back, I found the third uncle, left the big pack of chicken smoke, and taught the strong men one by one how to shake the diesel engine, and a group of people rushed to Zhanglou Township ten miles away.

There are also several brick kilns there.

Passing by the cement factory, Ge Xiaotian saw two trailers full of cement parked at the door, Ge Xiaotian stopped the car and took the strong men to kill them.

After some haggling and bargaining, the four carriages were unloaded and one hundred and two were unloaded, leaving two strong men to work vigorously and continue on their way.

Huh? sand field? Lose two more strong men.

Very heroic, but also very exciting.

Driving the violently trembling Sixiang, Ge Xiaotian was like a bustard who came to introduce Xiaojizi, running down in a circle, and all thirteen strong men were divided.

He didn't return immediately, but found a nearby brick kiln to pull bricks a few times, earning a small profit of ten yuan.

At 5:30 in the afternoon, the strong men were loaded into the car one by one.

Going back to the brick kiln of the third uncle in the distant house, after paying the bill, Ge Xiaotian took out ten yuan:

Third uncle, this is four different oil money, thank you

Forehead……

Lu Xingguo scratched his head, staring blankly at the backs of the fourteen people who were drifting away, as if there was something strange about it.

And holding a stack of light blue notes in his hand, Ge Xiaotian was as happy as a landlord's silly son...

Two strong men unload cement one hundred and two.

Two strong men packed a hundred sand.

Nine strong men moved bricks, more or less, and earned five hundred and three.

A total of seven hundred and five!

Half a day!

tsk tsk...

‘Farmer 01, good physical strength, skills: farming, construction. '

Ge Xiaotian glanced at the state of the strong men, and offered cigarettes one by one, but the latter refused all of them.

Nongyi, are you tired?

Not tired! Nong Yi's smile was simple and honest.

Everyone has worked hard! Let's go to the restaurant!

Although farmers' daily consumption can be deducted from the system, there is no food in the system right now.

Moreover, these men are real people!

Why live like a machine when you can eat and drink.

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Sancha Township, as the name suggests, is at the junction of three counties and cities.

Not to mention 1999, even in 17 years in another time and space, the town was not very prosperous.

The main street is a provincial road, which was repaired ten years ago, but now it is full of potholes, and it is almost impossible to use large vehicles.

In 1995, a trailer full of flour overturned. Overnight, not to mention the flour, the wheels were gone.

After the crackdown, the situation improved a lot, at least no one flagrantly set up a card in broad daylight.

Just find a mutton soup restaurant, arrange for the strong men, and Ge Xiaotian gnawed on the oil pancake rolled with green onions and walked out slowly.

Today is not a market, but there is also a market.

Strolling around, Ge Xiaotian found that there are quite a lot of things that can recover the system.

Copper, iron, grain, meat, etc.

However, according to the recycling ratio, there are some gaps between them.

Five catties of wheat for one serving of food.

A catty of chicken can be exchanged for two servings of food.

Forty-five cents a catty of wheat, equivalent to 2.25 yuan to buy a food.

Three yuan and two catties of chicken, equivalent to 1.6 yuan to buy a food.

The system seems to have a soft spot for meat.

Pork, sheep head, beef, fish, the higher the price, the higher the proportion.

Through comparison and calculation, Ge Xiaotian found that recycling pork is the most suitable!

Five yuan a catty, recycled into the system is five servings of food.

It is equivalent to buying a food for 1 yuan!

Thinking of the bag of wheat that was recycled earlier, Ge Xiaotian was so distressed that he wanted to pick his feet.

Oh my god, thank goodness I have a heart!

If you buy hundreds of catties of wheat directly, wouldn't you lose half of it?

There is no cold fresh meat in the countryside these days, so Ge ​​Xiaotian turned around and caught a glimpse of a large meat stall in the distance.

Standing in front of the stall was a delicate and handsome girl aged sixteen or seventeen.

The upper body is wearing an apron, and the lower body is wearing flared trousers that are popular in rural areas today.

Approaching the butcher's stall, I could clearly see the little girl's face.

His hair seemed to have just been straightened, and his appearance was not bad.

Double eyelids, big eyes, slightly straight nose, moderate lips.

Putting together the five sense organs, it looks ordinary at first glance, but when you look closely, tsk tsk, the more you look at it, the more interesting it becomes.

Especially, frowning, with a stern face, and a heroic demeanor.

Start with this car, and you can make a profit!

The only regret is that moving bricks may not make much money.

Pity!

Snapped!

A boning knife was inserted straight into the chopping board.

Ge Xiaotian shuddered and regained consciousness in an instant.

The little girl blushed slightly, pursed her lips and snorted angrily: Have you touched enough?!!!

Ah?! Ge Xiaotian quickly put down half a square of pork belly in his hand, and quickly thought about how much to buy.

The seven hundred yuan must not be spent in full, and it costs money for room and board at night.

Are you going to buy it or not?

Buy, buy, buy! Absolutely! Five hundred yuan!

Ah? Why did you buy so much?

Eat! Are you stupid?

You! The little girl slashed at the pig's head angrily, The stall is almost withdrawn, there are so many, that's all!

Then I want it all!

Without further ado, the little girl put all the pieces of meat into a woven bag, picked up the beam, and pushed the weight, Twenty-five catties, one hundred and twenty-five yuan!

It's not short of catties, is it?

roll!

Hey, this little bitch is delicious!

Not far from the meat stand, Ge Xiaotian turned his head sharply, just in time to meet those bright eyes, and couldn't help but kiss.

Wooden ah!

Bah! The little girl spat softly, her face flushed, and she hurriedly lowered her head to clean up the meat stall.

Ge Xiaotian smiled cheerfully.

Men, be a little bit worse!

Find an empty place to recycle the pork.

130 servings!

Huh? There are 5 more copies?

In other words, an extra catty of meat? !

Niang Xipi, is that girl going to pay for selling pork? !

Why?

I will buy hers in the future!

Back at the sheep soup restaurant, the brawny men had already finished eating.

Find a black hotel at random, and spend ten yuan to open two rooms under the frightened and reluctant eyes of the boss.

This kind of small hotel is similar to a school dormitory, with bunk beds, one can sleep eight!

After arranging everyone, Ge Xiaotian thought about the next step.

Moving bricks and those loose jobs must still be done.

But if there are too many people, there will be no room for several factories in ten miles and eight towns, and the small bosses will collectively lower their wages if they can't keep it.

I have to think of another way out.

Turning his head to look at the strong men sleeping soundly, Ge Xiaotian went out to light a cigarette.

Raise your watch, it's eight o'clock in the evening.

There was no one on the dark street without street lights, and occasionally an agricultural tricycle drove by, and it ran fast.

In the room of the black shop owner next door, there were bursts of familiar songs.

When the mountain has no edges, when the river stops flowing, when time stops...

Let us be companions in the world of mortals, live a chic and unrestrained life, ride horses and gallop, and share the prosperity of the world...

Ah... ah...