After a math lesson, Zhou Qingfeng felt that he still had a long way to go. The slaves were so uncultured that if they did not even have enough to eat, they would not be able to grow a smart brain. However, although he already had hundreds of slaves under him, only a few dozen of them understood Chinese. If he did not teach them, there was no one else to teach.
After class, those who should rest went to rest, and those who should work went to work. The work system of three shifts would not change. Zhou Qingfeng's fortress was still in the stage of digging trenches, so the workload was very heavy.
He arranged for someone to cook fish soup for the slaves to replenish their strength, and as usual, Zhou Qingfeng had to use a bag of salt. During the day, he was either a supervisor or a human fish bomb. In just two days, all the Culuns in the city knew that he relied on spells to bombard the fish, and that he had gained a lot. Just like that, Zhou Qingfeng felt that his' Lightning Strike 'was becoming sharper and sharper.
After working from morning to night, Chu Ying still had to run to drill Zhou Qingfeng on time. The boring spear thrust would be practiced for four to six hours, and he would not stop until Zhou Qingfeng's strength was exhausted. At this time, Zhou Qingfeng would worry about why his body was so good. The strengthening of the 'blood marrow' allowed him to recover his strength extremely quickly, but it also tired him out, and it was extremely painful.
Abahai did not come tonight, and neither did Daerhan. After Chu Ying left, there was only a small figure squatting beside Zhou Qingfeng. He was eating and drinking because he had exhausted too much of his strength, and the small figure was also gulping down the fish soup as if it had not eaten for a few days.
This little thing was the one who suddenly shouted that it wanted to ask questions during Zhou Qingfeng's class, but it … was not a human at all. It had a head of coarse, messy hair, thin arms and legs, two big eyes, and a very small head.
This was a non-human creature that wandered in the mountains, and no one could name it. It was so curious that it sneaked into Zhou Qingfeng's Stronghold construction site, listened to half of the math lesson, and even tried to ask questions. When it appeared, the slaves that had gathered around it were all frightened and fled in panic. Mountain spirits and wild monsters had many abilities and had always been feared by people.
"What's your name?" Zhou Qingfeng was full. Only then did he have the energy to ask what this monster was. He wanted to ask Chu Ying about it, but the little thing immediately ran away when it saw Chu Ying. In the blink of an eye, it had rushed into the woods near the construction site.
After Chu Ying left, the little guy ran out again and drank Zhou Qingfeng's fish soup until his belly was round. Zhou Qingfeng asked for its name, but it didn't answer. It dropped the bowl of soup and disappeared again. It was not until the next day that Old Man Sun heard Zhou Qingfeng's description that he said with uncertainty, "This might be a Woodland Servant."
"What's a Woodland Servant? A servant of the forest? "Zhou Qingfeng was even more puzzled.
Old Man Sun scratched his head and said, "I've only heard of it. I've never seen it. The Taoist Master lives in the depths of the mountains and is familiar with all kinds of mountain spirits and wild monsters. There are many monsters in their legends that we Han people have never heard of. This Woodland Servant is one of them.
It's said that this thing is a servant of the mountain god. It looks like a four or five-year-old child, bold and alert, likes to steal things, is good at learning how to speak, and likes to take care of trees and flowers. Its name comes from its habits. I've never heard that this thing will harm people, but I've never heard that it has any ability either. There's no need to pay too much attention to it. "
The monsters that Zhou Qingfeng had encountered before were all kinds of ghosts, so he was very curious about this servant. Last night, the little guy suddenly came out and asked Zhou Qingfeng to teach the math lesson again. It could be seen that its courage, curiosity, and thirst for knowledge were also very big. Zhou Qingfeng taught it again from the beginning in front of more than a hundred slaves. It seemed that he had won the little guy's favor.
But this servant came and went as he pleased. He really didn't know how to communicate with it. Moreover, it didn't seem to be dangerous. Zhou Qingfeng could only put it aside and deal with some other urgent matters at his construction site. For example, he moved the bicycle in the Time Island to the end of the Ming Dynasty. After the time and space change, he got … a two-wheeled handcart.
The construction site needed to carry a lot of things. Relying on manpower to carry or carry was too exhausting and inefficient. Zhou Qingfeng felt a headache when he saw the slaves laboriously using wooden baskets to carry the soil. He needed a group of subordinates that were cultured, disciplined, and cohesive. Right now, most things were developing in a good direction, but the extremely heavy physical labor made them unable to grow strong.
This required the improvement of the labor tools.
Zhou Qingfeng tentatively got five handcarts. These things looked like the handcarts used in the modern countryside. Although they looked inconspicuous, the technological content was not low. It took a lot of spiritual power to transport them. The wheels were rubber. They were suitable for pushing on uneven ground and greatly reduced resistance. The bearings in the axle were also high-tech. The craftsmen at the end of the Ming Dynasty would definitely not be able to do it.
A handcart could easily carry more than two hundred kilograms of items. It could greatly reduce the physical consumption and push it quickly. Soil, wood, tools, and even food could be used to transport them. With just five handcarts put into use, the entire construction site's labor efficiency could increase by 30%.
For the laborers, this thing was simply a divine tool. The heavy labor instantly became easy. Pushing it could make people happy. When it ran, it could even create wind under its feet. The appearance of the five handcarts once again caused a new craze for the slaves in the construction site. This was like Zhou Qingfeng using magic to fry the fish. It was a great blessing for them.
Who didn't want to work with a lot of energy?
The appearance of the handcart made the nobles in the city very envious. They all thought that this was something made by Zhou Qingfeng. They all expressed that they wanted to buy it. But this time, Zhou Qingfeng refused to sell it on the grounds that the quantity was too small.
Inside the construction site, Zhou Qingfeng said that only people who studied well and were smart could push the handcart. Only then could they work easily and have more time to continue studying. Similarly, only those who obeyed orders could get more food and live a better life.
In order to organize the slaves under his command, Uncle Zhou really put a lot of effort into it. Under his repeated propaganda and coercion, this small construction site finally set off a craze for learning and work.
Hundreds of slaves were organized one by one. They were divided into groups of five. They helped and supervised each other in life and work. Each group was a small group distinguished by color. The honor of the group was greater than that of the individual. All rewards and punishments were also carried out by the group.
From small groups to large groups, different groups also had confrontational learning and labor competitions. Zhou Qingfeng put more food, better tools, and more effective management into it, hoping to firmly control the thoughts of all the slaves on the entire construction site.
Whether these slaves were exchanged by Zhou Qingfeng himself, sent by Dashan Beizi, or borrowed by Chu Ying's subordinates, when they arrived at the construction site, this furnace was refined and forged again. As time slowly approached the end of September 1615, Zhou Qingfeng finally got some slightly useful slave teams that could carry out simple commands.
Most of the slaves were just mud that couldn't be helped.
The handcart on the construction site increased from five to twenty. The increase in transportation efficiency made the progress of the stronghold construction several times faster. The wooden fence had been completely built, and even the trench outside the fence had been dug. In order to speed up the excavation of the trench, Zhou Qingfeng also invented the 'Lightning Blast Method'.
It was to dig a deep pit in the ground, fill it with water, and blast it with a 'Lightning Blast Technique'. The electrolysis of the water produced a large amount of hydrogen and oxygen gas, which exploded again, and a huge pit appeared. This method also greatly sped up the progress of the project, and also reduced the intensity of labor. The slaves were now in admiration of Zhou Qingfeng, and basically regarded him as a god.
The increase in labor efficiency made Zhou Qingfeng much more flexible in the use of labor. His small stronghold was almost completed, and he didn't need so many slaves anymore. So he built a new fire kiln and iron furnace in the open space of the lumberyard.
The early kiln built in the city was too small, and was basically experimental in nature, used to practice skills and train slaves. But now about a month later, the scale of the second kiln was more than ten times larger than the first. Zhou Qingfeng trained more than thirty potters, specializing in the production of pottery.
It was with the continuous production of pottery in this kiln that Zhou Qingfeng exchanged for the trust, support, and help of the noble class in Ekulen City. Although those Baylor and Baylor all looked ignorant and arrogant, as long as they didn't come to make trouble, it was a great blessing.
Mao Ada always had a feeling of hatred and resistance towards the rapid changes in the construction site. Today he received a set of pottery cups and bowls from the site management, but his mouth muttered in disgust: "Giving out these broken things is like celebrating the new year, the slaves in this place are really ignorant."
Mao Ada was not happy, but the slaves attached to Zhou Qingfeng were very happy. When there was extra pottery, it was given to the outstanding people as a reward. Although it was just something worthless, the continuous rewards kept the motivated slaves quite enthusiastic about the work. They worked hard with Zhou Qingfeng for a month, and not only did they not become thinner, but they gradually became stronger.
"A group of slaves doing hard work, what's so interesting about it." Mao Ada carried the pottery that was distributed to him back to the carpentry group. The group built a work shed, and five slave apprentices were busy working. The tools they used were very simple, not even a plane or a saw, only an axe. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that it was a fire axe.
Relying on this axe, the five slave apprentices took turns using it. Their job was to make all kinds of rulers, because there were all kinds of measurements needed on the construction site. Looking at his apprentices using the heavy axe to cut and process the wood, Mao Ada couldn't help but sneer in his heart — so what if he taught these apprentices? The lack of metal tools made it impossible for them to do anything.
"Hmph, that kid Zhou Qingfeng is also fantasizing. He thinks he can just throw a few slaves to me and they can become carpenters? Dream on. Look at these stupid slaves, they won't be able to make anything in ten thousand years. "Mao Ada couldn't stop criticizing in his heart. He hid his own tools like they were treasures, not taking them out to use. If there was a question, he would directly say that he didn't have a suitable tool.
In short, Mao Ada was slacking, eating and drinking every day to get by.
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