In Sanmen Gorge of the Yellow River, the sky was getting dark and the torches were lit early.
The local people who had nothing to do were watching the show. Since the construction started the day before yesterday, they had been watching every day.
While watching, they asked the people of Li Family Zhuangzi if they wanted eggs and chickens. It was cheaper to buy more. The chickens had been raised for a whole winter, so they were very fat.
The people of Li Family Zhuangzi would usually buy them. The local people should enjoy the benefits of the construction.
The coal and firewood for cooking were sent by the local people.
"Pay attention to safety. Don't be out of shape. If you get injured, it will affect the lives of the whole family. There are only half an hour left …"
The experienced engineers from the Ministry of Water were commanding them, so they didn't get used to it easily.
The person commanding them always ran to the front to dig ditches. Obviously, they were not competent.
The people working were tired. They were panting and exerting their strength.
They persevered for a while and began to change shifts. The fragrance from the big pot next to them wafted out, making them hungry.
They needed to work for eight hours. When they were on shift, they worked for four hours and had half an hour to eat, usually steamed buns.
They took turns to eat. Half of them ate first and the other half changed after half an hour.
After eight hours, they had time to eat slowly. There was also white wine of about 20 to 30 degrees, which was boiled.
After eating, they had an hour to stroll around. They were not allowed to work. They digested the food and went back to their tents to sleep.
The Li Family Zhuangzi requested that they work in two shifts. Each shift lasted for twelve hours. The people working would be tired after a while, and accidents would happen easily.
When working hard, the muscles would be constantly tense, and the efficiency would be even lower.
The people who were going to take over the shift woke up an hour ago. After eating, they slowly moved their bodies to prevent themselves from getting sick from eating too much.
When the time was up, the people in this shift put away the tools in their hands and washed their hands tiredly.
For seven and a half hours, they squeezed out all their energy. No one was lazy.
The people waiting at the side came over to put on overcoats for them. In early spring, they worked shirtless.
The soil was damp, so they had to drink two taels of wine.
The people who took over the shift signed in first and picked up the tools to work under the torch.
They were all shovels, picks, hammers, and drills. Only the baskets were bamboo. They filled two baskets and carried them with a pole.
There were also some people waiting at the side. They didn't work and just stayed there.
The people who were building the plank road above had to chisel cannon holes and fill them with explosives. Generally, they would set off one explosion at a time.
If one or a few people who didn't blow up and didn't work went up, they would be on death row.
"Give me more soup first. I'll eat it with rice. After that, I'll drink some wine and eat some steamed buns."
A person who was only wearing a coat and had washed his hands said to the person who was serving the dishes.
He first went to get some rice, which was cooked with rice and millet.
The waiter brought two pieces of chicken and three spoonfuls of soup.
The others did the same. They all started by soaking the rice. Old hens had a lot of oil in their soup, so the rice was very fragrant.
If it was any other place, they would definitely not have asked for soup first. After the soup was finished, the dishes were also finished.
The Li Family Zhuangzi was in charge of logistics. Eat whatever you want. As long as you think it's okay, you can eat chicken until you're full.
No one stared at the meat. Only by eating the staple food would they have the strength to eat. They also had to eat the pickled vegetables.
The workers read the newspapers and knew that nutrition had to be balanced. Eating only meat was not enough.
After one round, there was still a lot of meat in the pot. The pot next to it was still stewing vegetables.
In addition, someone was changing the dressing and accidentally got injured. It was a flesh wound. There were five nurses from the Li Family Zhuangzi who were in charge of practicing. No, they were in charge of treatment.
They cleaned the wound, applied medicine, and bandaged it.
It had been three days, and no one died. Everyone was very happy.
In the past, people always died when they worked. Some died from injuries, some died from exhaustion, and some died from eating unclean food.
This included lack of sleep, cold, or hot weather.
Since Li Yi asked them to work on the project, as long as they didn't dig tunnels, there was basically no danger. The dangerous ones were the people who lined up the dummy bombs.
In everyone's eyes, they were already dead. It didn't matter whether they died or not.
The people who lined up the dummy bombs also learned some survival skills. When they lined up the dummy bombs, they wore helmets and thick clothes.
They also brought a water bag. When they reached the place, they sprayed water into it.
Because some gunpowder twists burned slowly, they burned quickly when they met the wind, and then there was a boom.
They sprayed water first. They didn't care what caused the dummy bombs to become wet, and then they took it out.
The idea came from the Li Family Zhuangzi craftsmen. The craftsmen cherished the people who lined up the dummy bombs. If they all died, who would line up the dummy bombs in the future?
"The imperial examinations are in two days. It should have been brought forward a few days, but it's too busy." An official from the Ministry of Water chatted with the people from the Li Family Zhuangzi.
The farmer got off work, and a new one came in.
He also drank wine and took a sip, "Dongzhu's new festival is February 2nd, the Dragon Raises Its Head."
The farmer said it casually. It was added by Dongzhu. After this year, it would be celebrated in the capital, and in the future, it would be celebrated in the Tang dynasty.
The imperial examinations were released on the last day, and it happened to be February 2nd.
The examination lasted for four days, and there were ten topics. The requirements were very strict.
There was also poetry. In the past, it was either poetry or prose. Today, it was the same.
The scriptures were the simplest. They were given in advance and memorized in a small area.
However, for the imperial examinations, there was an additional subject of arithmetic.
The requirements were for the imperial examinations to know how to calculate, understand the laws of the Tang Dynasty, memorize some content, and have a grasp of the country's affairs.
"It's too difficult. When I took the imperial examinations twice, I failed. How many topics were there? Now, there are ten. "
The person from the Ministry of Water sighed. He failed the imperial examinations twice, but passed the third time. Hence, he was assigned to work in the Ministry of Works.
The farmer laughed, "His Majesty and the Chancellors are using my Dongzhu's ability to assess others. They can't be using my Dongzhu's ability to assess others, right?"
"Li Dongzhu? Li Dongzhu should be taking all the subjects at once. If there is a word that is not written well, he will not be allowed to pass. "
The official from the Ministry of Water gave Li Yi a position in all subjects. The content must be correct.
Not to mention writing wrong words, even if the strokes were uncomfortable to look at, it was not allowed.
If not, why do you have four Chancellors working for you all day? Do you still want face?
"It's easy to have problems writing the current affairs policy like that. Do you want to announce the content? Once the announcement is made … "The farmer gave him a meaningful look.
"That's right. After Li Dongzhu finishes writing, the current affairs policy will immediately become a national policy. You can't test it. Be careful not to let others know when you scheme against others."
The Water Ministry officials reacted quickly, Li Yi could not answer the question.
The farmer took another sip of wine and picked up a chicken head. It wasn't stewed, it was braised, "Dongzhu can use the imperial examinations to deceive people."
"Eh?" The official was stunned for a moment before nodding his head vigorously. "That's right, that's right. No, no, it's not called deception. It's the way of war!"
"Therefore, if you can, you show that you can't; if you use it, you show that you don't; if you're close, you show that you're far; if you're far, you show that you're close."
"You've learned so many things now? You are a farmer, so you are … "The official was quite surprised.
"Actually, I don't want to talk about the past. Now, everyone has learned that I was originally a slave.
When he was in the previous house, he was always beaten. He didn't have enough to eat and didn't have enough to wear.
The main house didn't teach me how to read. Later on, the main house was unlucky. I was sold and Dongzhu bought me.
I don't have any relatives. The Li Family Zhuangzi is my home. If I don't study hard, I will drag this family down. "
The farmer said calmly, not caring about his identity.
"Then have you thought about getting rid of your slave status?" The official considered from the perspective of a slave.
"Is there a difference? If I'm not a slave, can I leave Zhuangzi? I'll die. "The farmer was equally surprised.
"I'm saying that if you have children in the future, because of your birthplace …" The official spoke from the perspective of children.
Without waiting for him to finish, the farmer said, "Is there a difference?"
"No!" The official shook his head.
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