The First Order

The new bandits were all ignorant. They watched Jin Lan digging silt happily in the river one by one, and then made the sludge into bricks, and then exchanged the quantity of bricks for bullets.

Ten bricks were exchanged for a bullet.

When they saw this, they didn't feel anything, but Jin Lan and Zhang Yiheng got a bullet and their faces were filled with happy smiles!

Aren't you all bandit leaders, why is it so happy to get a bullet!Have you never seen the world!

Looking at this group of people, the river channel was dug and widened. Originally, the river bed was just a gully formed by the diversion of a small river, but now the river is getting wider and wider, and it will become a big river.

Originally, the refugees were also worried that when the spring flood came, the channel would be broken due to the rise of the river bed, which would definitely affect the crops.

And now they are not worried at all, and the spring flood is not a fear...

In the river channel, Jin Lan and others were wearing a pair of trouser pockets, and the bullets rang in their pockets. The new bandits were frightened by this strange scene: "Is this group of people dropped their heads..."

After Jin Lan finished his job at hand, he called the new bandits together and told them routinely what to do, what the bricks could be exchanged for, and what long-term plans everyone had in the future, for example, they planned to come after the spring flood Build ten small houses first, and in summer...

The bandit listened in a daze, wondering if this was a bandit?

Then Jin Lan talked about the highlight: "Do you know who is in charge here? You thought you were caught unlucky, but I tell you that it was lucky."

During his speech, Jin Lan chattered, and the group of bandits looked at Jin Lan for a while, and Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin for a while. Their eyes gradually became confused.

At this time, Xiao Su was no longer required to do anything. Jin Lan and Zhang Yiheng could smooth out everything for him. He and Yang Xiaoshan only had to use the first shot to reduce casualties.

A band of bandits came over, and then came to join the army of burning bricks, digging mud to make bricks during the day, and discipline at night, life was very fulfilling...

The spring flood comes as expected, everyone can feel that the water in the ditch is getting bigger and bigger, and fish can often be caught. Nowadays, this fish bites everybody. If it is not for their large number of people, it is really not easy to clean up.

There are more and more firewood accumulated on the shore, as well as whole tree trunks that have been washed away by the upstream floods, and the thin ones are used as firewood, and the thick ones are left as house beams later.

The settlers in the settlement also helped to build some temporary earthen houses for them, as well as two small brick kilns.

The bandits helped the refugees to dig the ditch to dig the river channel, and the refugees cast a peach to report to Li for a little help.

At this time, the refugees were no longer afraid of the bandits. Everyone was like a villager in a small village.

Some Liumin found Ren Xiaosu and said, "Brother, let's start burning bricks, or wait for the first rain to fall, and the bricks we made before will be destroyed."

"OK!" Ren Xiaosu promised, the bricks at this time had already displayed a large piece, which seemed to be enough to build more than ten houses.

Burning bricks is not a particularly difficult technical task. Put the bricks in the kiln, close the door of the earth kiln, and wait for the addition of firewood.

Naturally, the water-cooling in the middle is done by the bandit who understands it.

Bricks are divided into red bricks and blue bricks. This silt clay contains iron, which is completely oxidized during the firing process to form ferric oxide, which is red bricks.

If the iron is not completely oxidized during the firing process, it is a blue brick.

The brick kiln they built by Ren Xiaosu had a kiln roof that was impervious to oxygen, so all the bricks burned were blue bricks.

"How many days must this brick burn?" Ren Xiaosu, the bandit who burnt the brick.

"Our kiln is small, and only burns more than 20,000 bricks at a time. It is estimated that it will be burned in ten days, but there is more time to cool with water in the middle, and it will be 2 days more," the bandit explained: "Build more than twenty A flat house requires nearly two thousand bricks, and there are more than ten in this kiln."

The bandits thought that it was time for them to live in a masonry house, and they were quite excited.

After all, most people here have never lived in brick houses in their entire lives. In market towns, brick houses are all symbols of identity...

"Yes," Ren Xiaosu said to the settlers in the settlement: "You come here to guard, and you can build a few houses for you when the bricks are burned."

Jin Lan whispered in a low voice: "Why do we burn bricks and give them a house."

Ren Xiaosu glanced at him: "Less nonsense."

Jin Lan sagged his head and ran. He called the brothers to get some more bricks before the rainy season. Now they have more than 400 bandits on their side. Work fast!

But just a few days later, the sky was overcast, and Jin Lan and Zhang Yiheng felt distressed this time: "Hurry up and follow me to rescue the bricks, and give me the dried bricks to the earthen house!"

About halfway through the rescue, the drizzle shrouded the entire waste soil like fine cotton cloth.

"Immortal," Jin Lan said, hiding under the eaves: "Not sooner or later, but at this time."

"Captain, can we enter the house to avoid rain," a bandit muttered.

At this time, the house was full of bricks, and no one could settle. Jin Lan glared at the words: "You went in to avoid the rain, where are the bricks?! These are the big guys working hard Can the bricks be wasted?"

The bandits are deflated, and now this is not as good as a brick...

A large group of people squatted outside a pile of mud houses and drenched in the rain, guarding the bricks inside...

Jin Lan whispered: "Big Brother will build houses for those refugees. I don't know what the picture is. Our brothers are not enough to live."

"Ye captain, do you blame Brother?" someone whispered.

"I didn't complain," Jin Lan pouted. "I can see that the two are indeed different from the big guys in the barriers. Those big guys look down on us from the bones. These two are not. Can we dig down mud in the ditch like we do? I am serving these two people in my heart now, and I am willing to work with us."

"What do you mean, captain?"

"I just don't think it's worth it, because the bricks of the migrants didn't press a brick, so they could have a house," Jin Lan said cursingly.

"The brick kiln was built by others," someone murmured softly.

Jin Lan glared at him: "You talk a lot."

However, at this time, several refugees came to the rain, they shouted at Jin Lan: "Don't rain here, go to our house to avoid the rain, we have negotiated over there, who do you want to go to?" It’s okay to avoid the rain. There is definitely enough space. There is still some hot soup at home. You can drink and warm yourself."

Jin Lan froze for a moment, then hurriedly said: "Hey, hey, come here!"

There was a bandit whispered beside him: "Captain, aren't we still angry because of the building of the house?"

"Who said I'm angry?" Jin Lan sterned his neck. "What's wrong with the guys who are so nice to us? How about building a few houses for others? We have to have the same structure as my elder brother, you know, the atmosphere is a little! The rain stopped for the fellows. Build a house!"