Yan Zixiu said to Lingpu: "In the afternoon, we will complete the basic work in order according to the design drawings of the scientific research institute. We should also pay attention to the clothing, materials, tools, and equipment, which should be similar to those in the human world, so as not to surprise people.

You are Lingpuppet No. 1, I call you Boss Ling. You will be in charge of the first construction team."

The spirit puppet was indeed very clever. After thinking for a moment, it changed the clothes on its body to be similar to those of ordinary people. It summoned more than twenty spirit puppet companions and ordered five spirit stone trucks from Tiangong City, filled with spirit stones.

A variety of materials, tools, and equipment.

Tiangongcheng's trucks make no noise, but they make the noise of diesel engines.

The ability to muddle through is indeed very strong.

Yan Zixiu was very satisfied after seeing it.

He asked Boss Ling's Lingpuppet construction team to go to the base after lunch. Because the Lingpuppet didn't eat, it would be more troublesome to take care of the food or not.

Yan Zixiu rode his bicycle back to the base and told Xiao Wu that he had marked the intersection to ensure that the engineering team would not get lost.

Xiao Wuguan is indeed a good hand at logistics. He made a small pot of egg noodles in a short time.

After the two of them finished eating, they cleaned up and washed up.

Yan Zixiu asked the sparrow to send instructions to the spirit puppet.

After a while, the roaring sound of car engines was heard, five trucks drove over, and a group of workers got off, some with gray faces. It was really a special performance.

Yan Zixiu stepped forward to greet him: "Boss Ling, you guys came so quickly."

Lingpuppet No. 1 looked like a middle-aged uncle, and he cooperated well: "Chief Yan, I kept you waiting for a long time. Is this the Chief Wu you mentioned?"

Xiao Wu stepped forward to shake hands: "Hello, Boss Ling."

"Boss Ling, the scientific research institute is in this area. I wonder what your construction sequence is?" Yan Zixiu asked Lingpuppet No. 1.

"Generally, it is first outside the site, then inside the site, and outside the site from far to near; first the whole site, then individual items. The whole site starts with flat soil; first underground, then above ground, the underground is first deep and then shallow; pipeline and road projects start with the main body

, then branch, drainage downstream first, others first source." Lingpuppet No. 1 said very professionally.

When Xiao Wu heard this, he was like, good guy, he said all these things very clearly.

But he doesn’t understand. Should he find a knowledgeable supervisor? Xiao Wu looked at Yan Zixiu.

"Don't worry, Xiao Wu, this construction team is absolutely reliable. Boss Ling, just go ahead and get to work." Yan Zixiu said.

Can we still be worried about the construction team of our own Immortal Mansion?

Lingpuppet No. 1 Boss Ling led the team to work.

"Xiao Wu, do you think we should surround the base?"

"How to encircle it? A brick wall? Isn't it too expensive? It doesn't look good either."

"You mean we need beautiful walls?" Yan Zixiu asked.

"There is a need, but where can I find it?"

As soon as Xiao Wu finished speaking, Yan Zixiu saw the updated treasure list of the Immortal Mansion!

[Spiritual Planting Garden] A column appears: Ruyi Spiritual Tree.

Yan Zixiu looked at the explanation and found that this kind of tree could grow according to his wishes. For example, it could grow into a shape that was distributed on a flat surface in a grid shape with ventilation and light in the middle.

Looking inside, nothing seems to be in the way.

He was very happy and thought that he could build a wall of fruit trees on the outermost edge of the 200-acre base.

"Yes. My teacher has a kind of fruit tree that can be used to form a beautiful wall."

"That's great. But how to contact him?" Xiao Wu asked.

"You watch at the construction site. I'll go to the forest farm office next to it and see if I can call the teacher." The forest farm office is five kilometers away from here. It can be reached in half an hour by bicycle.

Yan Zixiu set off on his bicycle, but instead of going to the forest farm, he went to a remote place. He arranged for a group of spirit puppets, vehicles and Ruyi saplings to wait, and appointed a spirit puppet No. 2 as the captain. This person was named Captain Wei.

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After making arrangements, I couldn’t go back directly because the time didn’t match up.

So he rode along the Yellow River Ancient Road for a while.

The Yellow River is a mother river, but the Yellow River has breached and changed its course very frequently in history. "It bursts twice every three years and changes its course once every hundred years."

Starting from the second year of Jianyan in the Song Dynasty when people left behind in Tokyo made an artificial crossing of the river, and ending in the fifth year of Xianfeng in the Qing Dynasty when it flowed north through the Tongwaxiang breach, the Yellow River flowed through the Yingtian area for more than 700 years. Because there is a lot of cement and sand in the Yellow River, "a bucket of water is half a bucket"

"Sand", so that it gradually turned into a hanging river. Therefore, after the route was changed, the terrain of the old road left behind was also relatively high.

The embankment of the old Yellow River is said to be more than one hundred kilometers long, thirteen meters high, and the bottom of the embankment is one hundred meters wide.

Yan Zixiu rode along the embankment of the old road, with farmland on both sides of the embankment.

Originally the scenery was okay, but from time to time there was a pungent smell of pesticides.

Yan Zixiu knew that this was a common phenomenon during the wheat sowing season. In the distant fields, there were indeed villagers sowing wheat.

When sowing wheat, villagers will mix a lot of pesticides because they are afraid that the wheat seeds will be eaten by mole crickets and other insects.

When his family was growing wheat, he and his family had to endure it even though they knew that pesticides were harmful to people's health.

Is there any way to change this?

With a compassionate heart, the treasure list of the Immortal Mansion has been updated again. The column of [Spiritual Plant Garden] has been added: Perennial crops × 1.

He scanned the instructions on the bicycle and knew it was a great thing.

Before I could take a closer look, I suddenly saw a man in front of me, squatting on the edge of the field, groping for something. When I got closer, I saw that he was a middle-aged man who looked like a teacher, grabbing the soil in the field.

Yan Zixiu asked: "Master, what are you doing?"

People from all walks of life whose identities are unclear can be collectively called masters. Of course, masters are not masters.

The man looked back and looked dark and thin, like someone who often works in the field: "Young man, I am looking at the soil moisture."

Yan Zixiu studied agriculture and understood this word. Moisture refers to humidity, and moisture refers to the condition of soil moisture.

Seeing that this man was very concerned about agricultural production, Yan Zixiu also got off his bicycle, grabbed a handful of soil in the field, squeezed it a little harder, then released it, looked at the soil in his hand, nodded, and felt that it was moist.

fine.

This is a technique taught by Yan Zixiu's teacher when he was studying agriculture. If you hold it like this, if the humidity is too high, it will turn into a mud ball; if the humidity is too low, it will fall apart.

The man saw that this young man was an expert and asked with a smile: "Young man, are you also engaged in agriculture?"

Hearing the word "ye", Yan Zixiu knew that he had met a colleague: "My name is Yan Zixiu. I graduated from Yingtian Agricultural School. What is your surname?"

"My surname is Zhang, Zhang Zhiju, from the Central Plains Agricultural Science Institute." said the thin, dark middle-aged man.

"Hello, Teacher Zhang." When you see your senior colleagues, it's right to call them teacher.

"Haha, then I'll call you Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan, is your home near here?" Zhang Zhiju said with a smile.

"No. We have a nursery base nearby. It's four kilometers southeast of here. Teacher Zhang, are you free to come and sit down?" Yan Zixiu invited.

"I can't go today. I'm waiting for someone here."

"Oh. By the way, Teacher Zhang, I just smelled the smell of pesticides mixed with wheat seeds again. This has a great impact on the health of the villagers."

When Yan Zixiu felt compassion just now, the treasure list had already been updated with a perennial crop.

Just when he felt that he couldn't do this anymore, Teacher Zhang appeared in front of him, and he was like a helper from heaven.


Chapter completed!