When Zhang Jiuling heard that someone from Lijiazhuang came, he didn't care about eating. He stood up and said, "Hurry up, take me to see you."

He knew which Lijiazhuangzi was. If it were another Lijiazhuangzi, the one who said it should be someone else.

There can be many families in the village, referring to only one village, and only one place.

He walked over there, and a large group of people came over there.

In addition to people, there are many cars, which are still protected by the Yulin Flying Riders.

"Mr. Zhang, I am Xunxin, the second manager of Zhuangzi. I am the command of my boss to provide things to build roads and discuss important matters."

Xunxin has come here, there are many things and many people, and he needs someone to take charge of things.

"Thank you, Dr. Li. I'm having a meal now. Today I'm stewed meat bones specially for celebrating the road."

When Zhang Jiuling heard something about building roads, the smile on his face never disappeared.

The local people next to him gathered around to watch the fun. The people from Lijiazhuang in Bashui came, and there were so many cars.

"We brought 20,000 canned bamboo cans of chestnut chickens, 1,000 hand-hounds, 300 wheelbarrows, and 50,000 redemption coupons."

Xunxin shouted to the people around him that canned food is for...eating, hand-pulled hoists to facilitate the lifting of things from the mountain.

The road just opened and was still very narrow and needed to be widened, so people had to go up and chisel the stone wall.

Assembling wheelbarrows and other wheelbarrows is easier than carrying loads and bars, and it is faster.

There is nothing to say about the money. This time there are 50,000 yuan. How much meat can you buy to eat?

What the people thought of was this, but Zhang Jiuling considered other issues.

"Everyone eat first and serve more meat and bones for the people who came from Lijiazhuang." Zhang Jiuling greeted everyone for dinner first.

The person responsible for making food specially picks the bones for the best, so that it is easy to chew.

Everyone else felt it should, and they were very embarrassed.

It is said that people in Lijiazhuang, Bashui, eat good meat every meal, and they are tired of eating mutton.

Now, people don’t like this little pork bone.

In fact, they were wrong. Zhuanghu and Yulin Feiqi rushed all the way and didn't eat anything good.

Sometimes I can’t eat a hot meal for two or three days, so I can just take a few bites of dry cakes or compressed biscuits, drink river water, well water, and spring water.

With the hot bone soup and rice, they all taste so delicious.

Zhang Jiuling and Xun Xin sat next to each other, two big stones, one person and one piece, without a table or chair.

"Doctor Li thinks this part of the road is not enough?" Zhang Jiuling grabbed a bone and spoke to Xun Xin.

Xun Xin had just pulled a bite of bone soup to make rice, and there was a vegetable leaf on the corner of his mouth, so he nodded.

After chewing, I swallowed it and said, "Shaozhou, from here, there is a road, so I will build a wider road.

After repairing this section of the road, the busy farming process will begin. Next year, the road from Shaozhou to Guangzhou will be built.

Mr. Zhang will definitely be better than others when dealing with this matter. At the same time next year, the road from here to Luoyang will be repaired in sections.

If you need to cross the Yangtze River, as long as you connect to the Yangtze River, the value of this road will be great."

Xun Xin repeated Li Yi's words, by land, he could transport resources from various places to Guangzhou through the Yangtze River.

Similarly, in addition to taking sea routes, goods in Guangzhou can also be quickly transported by land.

Otherwise, only loading and unloading goods at the beach will have to be transported inland to the beach.

Zhang Jiuling nodded slightly, and he thought that there would not be so many tools or money to repair the current road.

From here to Shaozhou, there was a road and was accessible.

It seems not enough, it must be fixed flatter and wider.

"The road to Guangzhou will definitely be built next year." Zhang Jiuling also wanted to make his hometown rich.

When goods come and go, people in their hometowns do not have to participate in the purchase and sale of goods. They only need to provide food and sleeping places to make more money.

After dinner, the people did not rest at all, and just worked to grab time.

Put the canned food aside first, take the tools over, and assemble it on the cart.

Hang the strap on the cart around your neck, and a person can easily push something 200 to 300 kilograms to trot.

The hand hoist was even installed on a shelf and prepared to be constructed together.

The others from Lijiazhuangzi, accompanied by Yulin Feiqi, asked local people to buy things.

There is a car when you come, and when you go back, you can get empty. You need to load the goods.

When you arrive at the Yangtze River, you can send it to the other shore by boat, and you can sell it on the other shore, then buy things from the other shore and continue walking north.

Walk to Luoyang, sell it again, and buy things from Luoyang back to Chang'an.

I bought and sold the road, earned my travel expenses back, and some good things were always left in the car and sold at a high price in Chang'an.

It takes two to three days to prepare, and everyone is not in a hurry.

Xun Xin stood at the construction site for a while and said to Zhang Jiuling: "I heard that Mr. Zhang has pigeons in his home?"

Zhang Jiuling nodded: "There is a flying slave."

Nowadays, some people raise pigeons in the Tang Dynasty, some call around, and some can convey letters from home from a distance.

Zhang Jiuling is one of the best. He sends letters to his elders and uses pigeons when he has the conditions.

When he is on the road, if he has a pigeon, he can tell his situation to his elders.

But the elders could not pass the news to him.

Some records say that he had a good relationship with Han Yu, and the two tried to use pigeons to spread the news and even gave the pigeons a name.

Then a hundred miles away, let the pigeon take notes home, and the pigeon flew back again.

This is purely nonsense.

Han Yu and Zhang Jiuling were not from the same period at all. When Zhang Jiuling died, Han Yu was not born yet.

How did they come together to play?

In addition, pigeons cannot fly back and forth.

Carrier pigeons raise pigeons in one place, then put them in a cage, and take them to other places.

If you need to send news from other places back, you will let the pigeon fly and the pigeon go home.

If you want to place pigeons in front of you, you must raise them at the same time and then transport them to each other.

The transportation process is troublesome, you have to feed the pigeons and rush to travel.

Therefore, for military purposes, everyone is not active.

For example, when traveling to Tubo in Chang'an, pigeons are raised on both sides. After trekking, the pigeons are transported to the place.

Every time one is released, one is missing.

Unless there is particularly important information, who can't help but let it go?

When Zhang Jiuling went to Chang'an to take office, he didn't bring any pigeons and couldn't afford it.

"My boss wants to ask Mr. Zhang to raise a batch of pigeons when he is here. When he is well raised, he will take it to Chang'an. If there is anything important in Chang'an, he will release the pigeons here."

Xun Xin asked Zhang Jiuling to raise him, the more he raised, the better he would, anyway, he would take him once.

Zhang Jiuling thought for a while and said, "But, however, the news here cannot be conveyed by the pigeons raised here."

"My boss knows that my boss will raise pigeons in the farm next year and send them to Guangzhou."

Xunxin gave an answer.
Chapter completed!