Wang Jian lowered his head and pondered, and suddenly an idea flashed.
Got it!
Wang Jian’s expression was indifferent and he said loudly, “Let’s rank the seniority based on the fact that everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world!”
“Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world! What a lofty ambition!”
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Everyone tasted this sentence carefully in their hearts.
"As the first generation, you should be of the Tianzi generation. Zhang Ji will be called Wang Tianyi, Chen Dagou will be called Wang Tianer... Shi Asan will be called Wang Tianxian!"
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Wang Jian’s naming is relatively simple. The top 10 with the highest strength are named from one to ten, and the names of the following people are chosen from "Song of Everlasting Sorrow".
For example, Wang Tianhan, Wang Tianzhong...
It is simple and crude, easy to remember for him, and it also sounds very cultured.
"Thank you, my boss, for the name!"
Everyone knelt down excitedly and kowtowed heavily.
With the addition of these 118 young men, plus the dozen or so men originally in the village, Majiazhuang has more than 130 young workers.
Wang Jian raised his hand to signal them to quiet down, turned to Master Ma and said, "Village chief, you will temporarily take charge of the 10 carpenters to make the pulleys, and the others will be the well-drilling team."
"Okay."
Mr. Ma nodded in agreement without hesitation.
"Next, each well-drilling captain will choose someone."
Wang Jian turned back and said with a smile to the dozen or so well-drilling captains standing behind him.
It was finally time to choose people. Erdan, Dayong and others had already targeted a few of the tallest people.
Before Wang Jian could say anything more, they rushed over.
The 17 well-drilling captains are like wolves among sheep, specially picking tall people to pull them to them.
Even Ma Chengcai, a weakling, appears to be extremely brave.
The scene suddenly became chaotic.
In this battle for selection, Er Dan and Ma Dayong were the final winners.
Behind Erdan stood Wang Tianyi to Wang Tianliu, and behind Ma Dayong stood Wang Tianqi to Wang Tianhuang, all of whom were strong men.
The most miserable person was Ma Chengcai, who was followed by several of the thinnest people. He looked at Wang Jian with tears in his eyes.
Finally, after coordination, Wang Jian re-divided it scientifically and rationally.
"Each captain takes turns to choose one person each time." Finally, Wang Jian made the final decision.
In this way, the physical fitness gap between each team member will not be too big.
Erdan chose Wang Tianyi first, Dayong chose Wang Tianer... Ma Chengcai chose Wang Tianyou...
It cost less than Within half a quarter of an hour, everyone was matched.
There were several men standing behind Wang Jian.
After the team formation was completed, Wang Jian began to talk about the issues that everyone was most concerned about.
"Each person participating in drilling a well will receive 10 cents. On average, each well-drilling team can drill 3 wells a day, and the fastest ones can drill 5 wells."
" Then your daily salary is 30 to 50 yuan, which is more than 1 yuan a month! ”
“Wow!”
I heard that they make more in a month than they did in a year! There were more people, and everyone cheered loudly.
Wang Jian raised his hand again to signal everyone to quiet down and said loudly.
"When everyone makes money, we will knock down the current houses and rebuild them. Everyone will live in a beautiful big house. Do you think it's okay?"
"Okay!"
"Mr. Wang is a great virtue!"
The people below shouted loudly, everyone was full of hope.
"Now, you still need to build the house with your own hands. Everyone must cooperate. Can you do it?"
"Yes!"
"That's good. , Uncle Changshou, please come up. I would like you to take charge of the construction of the house."
After Wang Jian adjusted the atmosphere, everyone was full of energy.
Ma Changshou quickly stepped forward and began to arrange and guide everyone in building bamboo houses.
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A vigorous construction is going on in this small village surrounded by mountains.
Ma Dashou walked around each house under construction, watching and giving guidance.
"The rope must be tied tightly, otherwise if you sleep with your mother-in-law in your arms at night, the roof will be blown away by the wind, and everyone will see it at dawn."
"Hahahaha. ....."
Ma Dashou threw out one joke after another, making everyone laugh.
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Build a village.
Hundreds of people crowded the clan ancestral hall, and some people lined up outside the gate.
The scene was quiet, and everyone’s expressions were solemn.
The village chief of Xiucun stood at the front. He put a bunch of bamboo sticks with his name and birth date into a bamboo tube, and bowed respectfully three times to the ancestral tablet.
Then he straightened his back, turned around slowly, and walked to the children standing in a row in front of the crowd.
The children ranged from 8 years old to 3 years old. Each child was nervously holding on to his pants with his hands.
Their parents were standing behind them, their eyes swollen from crying, their expressions filled with fear and reluctance.
The village chief looked at each child's face carefully and said, "Children, among the 13 of you, 9 boys and girls will be selected to serve the Dragon King. Be proud."
Before the children came to the ancestral hall, their parents had told them not to talk nonsense.
Each of them looked at the serious village chief blankly, not understanding what it meant to serve the Dragon King.
"Come on, let's take one each."
Village chief Xue Ahsan handed the bamboo tube to the little girl in front and said in a trembling tone.
The first little girl handed the bamboo stick she drew back to her mother and said innocently, "Mom, help me see what I drew. Can I serve the Dragon King?" < /p>
The girl's young mother took the bamboo stick with trembling hands. After taking a look, she fainted with a sound.
"Woo woo..."
The heartbreaking sound of crying seemed to shake the entire ancestral hall.
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In the center of the village, there is a decent-looking house.
A beautiful middle-aged woman who still retains her charm, supports a staggering old woman and carefully crosses the high threshold.
As she walked, the old woman said in a vicissitudes of tone, "Madam, you can't let your child behave in such a disorderly manner. If you don't take charge of the overall situation, the tragedy will be irreversible!"
< p> The beautiful woman with her hair tied into a bun and a hairpin, coughed suddenly, calmed down and said softly."Don't worry, aunt, this matter is under control. My illness is getting worse day by day, and I'm afraid I don't have much time left."
After a pause, the beautiful woman spoke with a bit of relief. .
"Guier should be back soon, let him try to make a decision."
The old woman sighed and said sadly, "Although the young master is smart, he is still young after all. "You still need to be taught carefully, Madam, you have to take care of yourself."
The beautiful woman smiled helplessly, with a bit of regret.
Time passes by as life continues to evolve.
The day has passed in the blink of an eye.
Majiazhuang is a vibrant scene.
"Everyone, come sit down and have a drink of water!"
Several women carried wooden buckets filled with water and walked to the crowd and shouted loudly.
The original open space has been occupied by rows of closely connected bamboo houses.
The 118 bamboo houses are neatly arranged in 4 rows. Each house has the same structure and is only about ten square meters in size.
Although it is very simple, it finally has a sheltered place to stay.
According to Wang Jian, the toilet and bathing area should be separated.
The toilet is quite smelly. It is arranged at the foot of the mountain 200 meters away from the house. It is downwind. There are 10 small rooms evenly distributed with a distance of 3 meters.
Bathing areas are located at both ends of each row of houses. There are 8 bathing areas in total. The floor is covered with a flat layer of wooden boards to avoid stepping on sand when bathing.
Wang Jian stood in the center of the house with his arms akimbo and watched everything with satisfaction. With the joint efforts of hundreds of people, it only took a few hours to complete such a large project.
As the old saying goes, there is strength in numbers!