Fearsome Farmer Chapter 23: River water, it has poured in again
At this moment, the weather is no longer sultry, but it is clearly on fire.
I can’t see the sun above my head. The white water vapor was violently evaporated and enveloped the entire sky. To be honest, Li Siwen is very strange about the climate here. I can see the snow-capped mountains when I look up, and it turns out to be so hot. Is he reading too little?
But it must be admitted that Zhao’s craftsmanship has nothing to say, and his character is decisive enough. Once the seriousness of the problem is confirmed, he will be unambiguous and will do it instead of procrastinating.
In fact, when Li Siwen went to cut down the trees in the morning, he had already woven dozens of straw ropes, chose a location for the farmer’s hut, dug the foundation, and it was in the lower part of the hill, far away from the big trees. The tree, even knows how to protect against lightning, is really a versatile old Zhao.
Waiting for Li Siwen to carry the pieces of wood back, although he was still swearing, but the movements of his hands were not slow, erecting the pillars, supporting them, and then tying them with straw ropes to make two frames. In an hour, a slope-shaped cabin with a height of about three meters, a width of four meters, and a length of four meters, based on the mountain, had its prototype, and it was no problem to accommodate a dozen people in it.
And Li Siwen ran twice again, back with a lot of small branches with leaves, spread these branches on the wooden house, the rain-proof level of the wooden house has been linearly raised to heavy rain outside, light rain inside Degree.
"Wang Er, go and bring some rocks over here. It attracts the wind. If there is no stone under pressure, a gust of wind will blow away." Old Zhao was so busy with sweat, but he was enjoying himself, so Li Siwen didn't Regarding these trivial matters, he drove all the farmers away, moved the stones back and forth in the river ditch, and placed them at least one meter high inside and outside the wooden house, which instantly increased the protection level of the wooden house by a small amount.
"It's not enough. If we move again, we have to suppress the roof. We must not only guard against the wind, but also guard against the wolves!" The last sentence of Lao Zhao deliberately lowered his voice. He has figured it out now, Lord Lord He really doesn’t care about the wheat field, so it’s nothing for him to build a farmer’s hut, but if a farmer really gets sick and gets heatstroke and is taken away by a gray wolf, then it must be his responsibility. Supervisor Sun Tieshi may not be able to. Clean him up, but Song Hu will definitely say cold words.
Li Siwen gave a thumbs up, cowhide, old Zhao, this is a great realization!
At the moment they all ran into the river to move the rocks. The farmers were not strong enough and could only move 20 or 30 kilograms of small rocks. Old Zhao could move more than 100 kilograms, Li Siwen, of course, he also moved more than 100 kilograms. Catty.
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Anyway, I tossed for a noon, and almost consumed all the physical energy accumulated by the farmers. It relied on Li Siwen and Lao Zhao as the main force, which gave the farmer’s hut a thick layer. Stone armor wall.
The thickest part is two meters wide at the bottom, one meter thick at the top, and 30 centimeters thick on the roof.
I don’t know if it can prevent rain, but it can definitely prevent wolves!
Tired and sweaty, Li Siwen and Lao Zhao leaned against the stone wall, laughing, this work was done comfortably.
Amidst the laughter, the thunder rumbling sounded, and the wind was rolling in. This time, the heavy rain finally came, and it was stronger and more urgent than the heavy rain of the first few days!
Although Li Siwen only had two points of stamina left, it was an unprecedented sense of security in the farmer’s cabin.
The other nine farmers also shrank like quail, discussing in a low voice how good the rain is, and finally the heat can fall, but they didn't know that they had really walked away from the ghost gate today.
In such hot weather in the morning, I was sweating all over my body. If I was drenched in heavy rain, it would take more than an hour to die. It’s a weird thing to die without catching a cold, and Sun Tieshi, the supervisor, is absolutely not Will waste the healing spell slots on them.
"Thank you, today I accept your favor." Seeing the heavy rain outside like a wild horse, Zhao finally spoke after being silent for a long time.
Li Siwen smiled and didn’t say anything. Things are moving in the direction he expected. With the ceiling covered by Lao Zhao, he doesn’t have to do everything he did before, ahhhh. Should be careful or must be careful, but after all, is it an extra layer of protection?
As long as the leader of the farmer’s group, Zhao, performs well and makes a few small contributions from time to time, then he can be slightly'in the heart of the emperor' from the manglord. In this way, the supervisor Sun Tieshi can't Reprimanding old Zhao like a great-grandson, there is no way to focus on him as a lazy man through him.
Unsurprisingly, this torrential rain fell for more than an hour. Although the farmer’s hut had already leaked and turned into a quagmire, this situation is incomparable to the outside. At least the farmers will not get sick and catch a cold.
When the heavy rain finally began to weaken, a stalwart figure appeared at the entrance of the farmer’s hut, who turned out to be the scumbag lord.
The old Zhao who was bragging with a group of farmers was scared and rolled out, his face turned pale, and his whole body was trembling like a large quail.
As for other farmers, this is even more true, including Li, who is hiding in a group of quail, because he did not expect that the lord of reckless man would appear here at this time.
"Did you do it?"
"I—I—I—" Old Zhao stammered in fright, unable to speak.
"You did a good job, but I was negligent."
The voice of Lord Rogue is still low and majestic~IndoMTL.com~ Lao Zhao didn't understand him, and when he finally realized that he had become a "Red Man" again, Lord Rogue had already left.
"Oh, I, brother, I, I didn't mean it, after all, this was originally your proposal. You must have 30 or 30% of the credit."
Lao Zhao has a pained expression on his face (the flowers are blooming with happiness).
"My brother, what are you polite, and you must not be stupid. Building a small cabin is not a big credit. Now the lord only recognizes you slightly. You need to keep working hard. Don’t give me a fool. Stabbing it out, not only will the credit be gone, it will also make Lord Lord think you are a fool, are you a fool?"
Li Siwen smiled, he was not surprised at all, nor angry, as to which kind of madness he was, this is not something he could ask for, otherwise he really entered the line of sight of the lord of recklessness, if one day the lord of recklessness wanted to see him suddenly Isn't he overwhelmed with his attributes?
"Big—sir, the wheat field, the wheat field is flooded!"
a farmer suddenly shouted anxiously.
Li Siwen and Lao Zhao looked up, scared, isn't it? It's a vast expanse of whiteness, and the river is flowing backwards again.
The two of them looked at each other in a tacit understanding. Without saying anything, they picked up the guy and ran away. Don’t run away, big fish, here we are!
The flooded river is a full half a meter deep, but it is not a problem for two people.
Old Zhao is 1.9 meters tall, and although Li Siwen is only about 1.7 meters, his 13-point strength is not a joke, the most important thing is his rich experience.
Even the big fish that rushed up at this time were very difficult to catch, but two people cooperated and caught a big fish. It’s not nonsense, just one word, eat!
It’s my own when I eat it in my stomach.