Chapter 32 Treasure Boy

Author: Writer hcaGwv

Chapter 32 Treasure Boy

Just as I started to think about it, a voice came from outside the door: "Report!"

"Come in."

A young man of eighteen or nineteen followed the guard into the tent, took two steps forward and knelt on one knee: "Little Zhang Baobao pays homage to the master."

"Get up, Dr. Sun specially recommended you to me when he left." Changsheng put down the book in his hand and leaned on the soft couch.

"Thanks to the appreciation of Divine Doctor Sun, the younger one is from Yueyang, and heirlooms are cultivated and studied..."

(The Zhang family has accumulated a small fortune over several generations. My father bought some land in this area and is considered a wealthy family in the countryside.)

"The young man was enlightened and expelled from school..."

(My father wanted him to study hard, gain fame, and bring glory to his family in the future, but he was naughty by nature. He spent all day playing around with his classmates in private school, and was eventually ordered to drop out of school by his husband.)

"Go home to farm, argue with others, injure others, and escape here..."

(His father had no choice but to let him go home to help him farm. As a result, he fell in love with his neighbor's wife. When he wanted to tease her, his husband found out and they started fighting. Unexpectedly, this kid was so cruel that he broke her husband's wife.

My head fled all the way here.)

After asking about this man's origins, Changsheng couldn't laugh or cry: Mr. Sun, Mr. Sun, this man failed the political examination.

…

Seeing that Changsheng suddenly stopped asking, Zhang Baobao paused and continued: "That day, I was penniless and hungry, so I signed a deed of betrayal and wanted to beg for food. After that, I followed Mr. Sun and helped him draw pictures and record them.

Remember things."

As he spoke, his fingers pointed at Changsheng's hand intentionally or unintentionally.

"You said you painted the pictures here?" Changsheng was surprised and raised the notes in his hand.

"That's right."

"You're pretty good at drawing. Have you ever learned sketching?" Changsheng opened his notebook and read a few pages.

"Master, what is sketch?"

"This sketch..." Chang Sheng was confused for a moment, "I just draw it according to the model. The more similar it is, the better."

"Oh, this is sketching. I never learned it when I was young. I used to draw people on paper in private school when I was bored in class."

Hey, you are still a self-taught kid! You have something.

"That's right, that's right. Now is a time of natural and man-made disasters. You have to work hard not only for the people, but also for yourself. Otherwise, wouldn't you be living up to the cultivation of Divine Doctor Sun?" Chang Sheng changed the topic back, "It should be more than just that Divine Doctor Sun recommends you to me.

Because you can draw."

"A few days ago, our team leader told everyone before going to bed that you planned to set fire to the forest and reclaim the mountainous areas in the future, so I paid special attention when collecting herbs these days. As a result, I discovered this at the western foot of Longshan Mountain.

There are rocky mountains on one side, and it is impossible to cultivate terraced fields, so the available land under the mountains is only about 30,000 to 40,000 acres."

The news came so suddenly that Changsheng couldn't help but frown.

If the news is true, then the original plan will need to be greatly adjusted. Fortunately, we did not listen to those radicals. Otherwise, if the fire continues, no matter how powerful modern people are, they will not be able to grow crops on bare rocks.

Zhang Baobao saw Chang Sheng's expression displeased and continued: "The water in the Qianshui is clear and shallow, so the fishing harvest will not be very high. If we also go up the mountain to hunt wild animals and pick fruits, I think the local area can supply 8,000 households."

, including the elderly and children, there are about 30,000 people, and it won’t be enough if there are any more.”

Changsheng agreed with his point of view. This was not much different from what she had predicted before. However, now that the epidemic is getting worse, she has not laid a good foundation here. Faced with the upcoming refugee flow, Changsheng feels even more pressure.

Time, what she needs now is time, give her time to set up basic living facilities, give her time to formalize all the work in the camp, so that this small ecological circle can develop in the first place of life.

Persevere through the cold winter.

While Changsheng listened, he unconsciously tapped the table with his fingers.

"Do you think 30,000 people is the limit?"

"Returning to the master," Zhang Baobao bowed and said loudly: "Although all the people in the camp are single at present, and there are very few families with families, I wonder if the eldest son made this choice intentionally, but with the outbreak of the epidemic, the common people

The number of refugees will increase if they leave their homes. If we want to settle here, it will be inevitable for men and women to combine and have children in the future. Thirty thousand people is our limit."

"There are many people but little food, so we can not let everyone eat enough for now."

"My master is aware that this is indeed a method. Children, the elderly, and women who do not have to work can eat less. Men who farm can eat when they are busy, and drink porridge when they are slack. They only eat two meals a day."

"Even so, is it still not enough?" Changsheng's tone was already a little irritable.

Zhang Baobao was silent for a moment, and finally nodded bravely.

"Bang!" Changsheng's snow-white little fist hit the low table hard.

Seeing that Changsheng was angry, Zhang Baobao hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down, "Master, please calm down. I think if you want everyone to be full, you have to find another way!"

Changsheng smashed the table angrily and said, "Please recommend monthly tickets!"
Chapter completed!