The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

In the end, the people on the right naturally ran to the left, and they were shy and eager to flatter the river in shallow summer.

For their treatment, Jiang qianxia gave them a ration without additional subsidies, which made the people on the right look grateful. After all, it's much better than starvation, isn't it?

The whole farce lasted for a very short time. It took only a quarter of an hour from dividing the line to killing two people.

It sounds like a myth, but in fact, the principle is very simple - the pursuit of advantages and avoidance of disadvantages of human nature, and the trend that ordinary people like to follow the crowd.

As long as they can see intuitively that some people have taken advantage of it, they will lose more and more if they hesitate.

When one's brain is hot, he can't care about any danger.

The benefits are at hand, but the danger is not yet there, is it? Even if there is danger, as long as you are careful, it is also the danger of others, not their own.

Look, are interests and fluke like those businessmen who take risks to smuggle? Businessmen are also people, the same reason.

This operation is simply too simple for Jiang qianxia. After all, she has seen many cases of pulling waves, beating waves, and then differentiation and unification in later generations.

She knew it would be absolutely useful, because ordinary people naturally have the attribute of obeying commands and follow capable people to give them a sense of security.

So she was very calm, without a trace of doubt and shaking. Her strong self-confidence convinced the people instinctively.

For her, it was just a piece of cake. For county magistrate Wang, she really admired her and opened her eyes.

It turns out that this is the skill of Beijing officials!

That bearing, that ruthless and resolute manner, is really not comparable to their local sesame little senses.

Even if he is told that killing is not against the law, he will not be able to summon up the courage when facing the fierce one eyed dragon!

"I've taken it. I've heard of the name of yecha, the chief daughter of the hospital, before, but I always think the rumors are exaggerated. Now it seems that it's obviously underestimated!"

Li Chengping rubbed his hands and bared his teeth: "if the people in Kyoto see her killing more quickly than killing chickens, I don't know if they dare to call her nyissa."

Wen Linlang, whose head was supported by Li Chengping's hand, propped his neck pitifully and snorted, "the Dean didn't dare to kill chickens. Last time I saw it when I went to the canteen to help workers, the Dean hid away when he saw others kill chickens."

"... are you sure she's afraid, not that she's afraid of being splashed with blood and soiling her clothes?"

"I must be afraid. My eyes are closed."

The students, Taoists and monks around were speechless and didn't know what to say.

In her heart, people are not as good as chickens???

Not knowing their complex mood, Jiang qianxia, who finally recruited enough people and didn't spend much time, was in a good mood. He got up and stood in a high chair and took out the loudspeaker prepared earlier - the most primitive, huge and very rough one, which was commonly used in the streets in the 1970s and 1980s.

"Hey, can you hear me?"

The sudden huge voice made everyone tremble. The eyes of Jiang qianxia were the same as those of the God of heaven.

But the people are also very confused. They have only heard of those with thousands of miles' eyes and ears. This voice is loud... What kind of magic power is it?

The people were confused, and the students behind them were almost shouting!

Who saw where the Dean took that thing out??? The pistol can be said to be hidden in the sleeve. Where did it come from, a thing as big as a horn?!

I didn't expect to expose the secret I had hidden for a long time.

Jiang qianxia didn't notice himself, and the people only muttered to each other what magic power it was. Only students and Buddhists and Taoists were tangled about it.

"Well, let's listen to my arrangement now. Just do your job well and ensure that there is no danger."

With a word of comfort, Jiang qianxia began to direct the distribution.

Women are old and weak. They stay in the rear and are responsible for rubbing the rope. They need the strongest hemp rope and must be thick enough.

Those over 40 years old, but not too old, are responsible for running back and forth in the middle, collecting stones and wood, transporting them to the place where they need to be raised by cart and putting them in order.

In the middle of the prime of life, she obediently stayed at the place that needed to be raised, beat the wooden pile down according to the honeycomb pattern, spread broken stones under it, and then wrap the hexagon or many triangles around the wooden pile with hemp rope.

Go around one layer, pile some more stones, go around another layer.

The balance and force release are maintained by the mutual pulling of wooden piles. Even if a small number of small stones are washed away by the water, they will not collapse like the sand structure.

In fact, it's the most safe and simple to fill it with cement, but now there's no time to burn cement, so we can only play it like this.

The people were divided into three groups. After they were vaguely in place, the young and middle-aged looked at the land hundreds of Mu wide and were dizzy - when do you have to tell?

When it's done, the people on Zhushan may die early

I muttered in my heart, but I really didn't dare to say it. Anyway, it's just smashing stakes and piling stones here. It's a little tired, but it's not dangerous! It's a good deal to have food and money.

The students are finally useful. They are evenly distributed along the way. On the one hand, they supervise and do a good job in basic deployment and cooperation.

Jiang qianxia stayed at the place where the pile was to be driven, pulling Wen Linlang to draw ink lines. They drew a line, and the labor behind them had to fight in a row.

I felt laborious before doing it, but I really sat up, but the speed was incredible.

The hemp rope is rubbed in front. At first, there are some threads that are slowly straightened. But slowly, they found that the twisted hemp rope, let alone piled together, disappeared in the twinkling of an eye!

The person in charge of transportation is looking at you eagerly. Who can be in a hurry? In a hurry, the speed is faster and faster, and the transportation people are nervous. They are like wind and fire wheels running back and forth. They don't feel how tired they are!

After all, people nearby are running back and forth. In this environment, there will be a bonus to the endurance of pain.

Those in charge of piling behind are even more mechanically numb.

Three people are responsible for one stake. One person can hammer it. You can get a certain rest every time you knock it. There will be tacit understanding and frequency after two laps.

After knocking a stake, your mind hasn't come out of that rhythm. The next stake has been inserted in your position. OK, start knocking again

It's estimated that the rope is entangled if there is a little pattern. It's easy to faint when running around the column. You have to change the batch to rest.

When you rest, it's interesting to see others dizzy, let alone

In an environment where everyone is busy, few people can keep their nature and be lazy.

The hot state is like an avalanche that can't stop. It lasts until it's dark. People can't see clearly. People slowly stop from a state like magic Leng.

The torches were lit one by one, and I still had the strength to climb to the top floor to see - the 100 mu highland was as flat and solid as it was moved by the gods. It was one foot higher than the original one, and it was half a foot more

"Oh, I'm so tired..."

With his waist crossed and wheezing, Jiang qianxia turned his eyes tired and said weakly, "let's rest in place. In a moment, the logistics person in charge will bring you tents and food. Take a night's rest. We'll be busy tomorrow."