Goldfinger is a bit strange

Then, Liu Qingshan saw the guy named Tanaka Taro running out angrily, yelling.

Asking the translator, it turned out that this guy had lost something and was blaming his companions in the expedition team.

The thing should be very important to Tanaka. This guy started to fight with his companions and soon they got into a fight.

Anyway, they are all from your group, it has nothing to do with us. You are good at beating people's brains into dog brains.

Finally, Fujita Masakazu couldn't stand it anymore and cursed for a while, and the crowd quieted down.

It was really embarrassing!

Fujita Masakazu now regretted bringing these guys here.

After the fight, they ate. Liu Qingshan shouted, then soaked the big pancake in vegetable soup and prepared half a basin for Daxiong first, because he was impatient.

He brought the basin to Daxiong, but found that his big paws were playing with something.

Liu Qingshan grabbed it and found it was a small iron cylinder, probably thicker than a fountain pen, with some hooks and ba symbols on it, which should be Japanese.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but pat Daxiong's head: "You are a beautiful woman, but you are a thief, hehehe, you steal well, steal well."

Daxiong has a bad habit: he likes to rummage through other people's pockets.

This has something to do with his greed, and he wants to find something delicious.

Liu Qingshan remembered that this guy also squeezed into the wooden door just now, and he didn't take this thing out to play.

Looking at Tanaka Ichiro's anxious look, it should be a more important thing.

In this case, there is no need to return it to him.

So he stuffed the small cylinder into his pocket and went back to eat.

After returning to Jiapigou, the others naturally returned to the county town. Liu Qingshan was not in a hurry and waited for good news at home.

Thinking about the 110,000 US dollars that was about to come in, Liu Qingshan felt so happy: How should I spend so much money, haha...

"Sanfeng, take off your clothes, sister will wash them for you, they are so dirty."

Liu Jinfeng's voice interrupted Liu Qingshan's fantasy: "Sister, I can wash them myself."

"It just so happens that I am washing Xiaohuo's diaper." Liu Jinfeng took off her brother's shirt without saying anything.

Well, I hope it doesn't smell like my eldest nephew.

Liu Jinfeng checked all the pockets of the clothes. This is also a must before washing clothes. The most worried thing is to get the money wet.

But Liu Qingshan's pocket is quite clean now, so he only found something like a pen and handed it over.

Liu Qingshan almost forgot about this thing, and didn't pay much attention to it. He threw it on the cabinet cover and then went to the new house for a walk.

The foundation of the house was almost finished. The old bricklayer said that he could fill it with sand tomorrow and asked Liu Qingshan to find some good guys to help him pound the tamping.

At that time, cement and other materials were in short supply and not easy to get, so the foundation was rarely made of concrete, but filled with sand.

Sand can slowly settle by itself, but it takes a long time, so it is generally necessary to pound the sand and soil manually, which is what is meant by tamping the foundation.

The labor of tamping has basically disappeared after a few decades, but it is still very common now.

Liu Qingshan naturally agreed. Just as he was about to dig the foundation, he saw the old branch secretary strolling over with a small pipe in his mouth and waving at him. wAp.

He had no choice but to jump up from the trough again: "Grandpa Party Secretary, what's the matter?"

The old Party Secretary took two puffs of his pipe and then spoke:

"Qingshan, didn't we report the road construction to the commune a few days ago? Today, Secretary Sun called and said that the commune doesn't have that much spare money. At most, they can pay half, and we have to pay for the other half ourselves."

Liu Qingshan blinked: "What is the budget?"

The grandpa Party Secretary sighed: "For a gravel road, it will cost more than 20,000 yuan. Our cooperative can't afford this money now."

One The boss uncle who was working beside him also interrupted. He was an accountant and liked to count the accounts the most:

"Qingshan, you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are until you run the household. Our cooperative now has only a few hundred yuan left on the books, and we still owe the bank a loan of 50,000 yuan."

He muttered one by one for a long time, and finally said: "Why don't we settle the payment for the wild vegetables, and not give everyone a dividend first, and invest all in road repair."

If this was said in the past, it might be besieged by the villagers, but now, everyone has money in their hands, they are not panicking, and they all express their support.

Everyone is really fed up with the original dirt road.

Everyone has children going to school in the commune, and it is too difficult to walk on rainy days.

After everyone finished arguing, Liu Qingshan said happily: "It's just more than 10,000 yuan, I'll pay it."

"No, no, I can't ask you to pay alone, the commune owes you first."

The old branch secretary still has a clear mind.

Liu Qingshan didn't care too much. He just made a fortune, so he thought it was the Japanese who paid to help them build the road.

The boss uncle was also very happy: "Qingshan, I'll go with you to get the money, and hand it over to the commune tomorrow, and try to build the road as soon as possible."

Liu Qingshan was really anxious, and he spread his hands: "The money hasn't been received yet."

Everyone was discouraged when they heard it: Don't be so funny, Qingshan, why are you also a bad boy?

"But it's just a matter of these few days. Not only the road, but also the money for building a wild vegetable processing factory are all enough."

Liu Qingshan continued to talk happily, and he also found it interesting: the money hasn't been received yet, so he planned to go out first.

The old party secretary also knew that Liu Qingshan could not joke about this matter, so he happily went to the village headquarters and called the commune.

Everyone has been walking on the original dirt road for decades, and now it is finally about to complete its historical mission.

After breakfast the next day, more than 20 strong laborers from the village strolled over to Liu Qingshan's new house to prepare the foundation.

Liu Qingshan has also been here a long time ago, with cigarettes, tea and other things all ready.

After everyone smoked a cigarette, they took off their shirts, wore vests, or simply went shirtless and started working.

First, take a shovel and fill the trench with sand, and then it's time for the tamping team to come on stage.

Liu Qingshan had seen smashing and ramming when he was a child, and now that he saw this scene again, he really felt nostalgic.

The so-called "ram" is a thick and heavy wooden pier, which can also be made of stone or iron.

Several ropes are tied around it, and then each person grabs a rope and uses the inertia to tamp the wood into the air. Finally, it falls heavily to the ground and the sand and soil on the ground are pounded. This process is called tamping.

Judging from the literal meaning, tamping obviously requires a strong person to be competent.

Moreover, everyone has to work together, which requires a special conductor, usually called "Fu Teng".

When working at home, of course Liu Qingshan also went to work personally, and together with five other good guys, pounded the bricks together, and the one who helped him was the more experienced boss uncle.

The rammer they used was a stone roller used in the yard. It weighed two to three hundred kilograms and was fixed with a wooden frame around it. The wooden frame had pillars extending out to make it easier for people to carry it.

This kind of stone rammer cannot be stretched with a rope, so it is smashed while lifting it.

"rise!"

The uncle boss shouted, and the six people used force at the same time to lift the stone rammer high above their heads.

"fall!"

The boss uncle shouted again, and the big stone roller fell heavily to the sand, making a muffled thud, and it felt as if the ground was shaking.

In this way, the stones rose and fell, bit by bit, compacting the filled sand.

This thing is really tiring. After hitting it for more than a dozen times, my arms feel sore and my legs feel weak, so I quickly change to the next set.

There were two groups in total, taking turns, still sweating from exhaustion.

There is nothing we can do about it. Construction resources are tight nowadays and we cannot get so much cement. Otherwise, it would be much easier to lay a concrete foundation directly.

The person who was replaced wiped his sweat, drank some water, took a short rest, and then continued to fight.

Liu Qingshan was not idle either. He took the tape recorder from Datou's house and started playing the tape. He listened to the songs while working. This was enjoyment.

Teresa Teng's soft and sweet voice came from the tape recorder: "Tianmi, you smile so sweetly, like flowers blooming in the spring breeze..."

The banging sound suddenly stopped, and Zhang Gangzi in the group started shouting:

"This song is not good. It makes me feel weak all over after listening to it. I can't exert myself at all!"

The boss in charge of the command scolded: "You are a tough guy, you are not hard where it should be hard, and you are soft where it should not be soft!"

Everyone was laughing. In fact, they all felt the same way just now. This kind of lyrical song is really not suitable to be played during pounding.

Generally, when tamping, you have to shout slogans, hey, hey, hey, that's exciting.

"Mistake, mistake, change the tape!"

Liu Qingshan hurriedly rummaged through the tape box for a while, and soon the music sounded again:

There is an ancient Eastern story let me tell you,

There was an ancient Chinese emperor who was great and amazing...

This is a newly popular song this year, "Genghis Khan", which was the disco song of the year. Together with another song "Alibaba", it has fascinated countless young people.

The banging sound started again. Not to mention, listening to the dynamic music, my whole body seemed to have endless strength.

"This song is still exciting!"

Zhang Gongzi was no longer soft this time, and while pounding, he muttered:

"Qingshan, please lend me your tape recorder tonight. If I listen to this song and work with your Aunt Cuihua, I will definitely become more prosperous."

"Go away, you are the one who taught us all the young people in our village!"

The uncle boss laughed and cursed, talking nonsense while working, which can be regarded as a rural characteristic.

Liu Qingshan didn't care, and replied cheerfully: "Uncle Gangzi, you'd better save some strength, our village is about to build a road, and the foundations of more than ten miles of road have to be rammed, from Jiapigou all the way. When you go to the commune, you have to be mentally prepared.”

ah?

The Zhang poles suddenly softened again and were piled directly on the ground. How about hitting them in the Year of the Monkey and the Horse in the Year of the Monkey?

Of course, road construction no longer requires the traditional method of pounding and ramming. Liu Qingshan was just kidding.

March, early spring.

To view the latest chapters, download the Aiyueshuo app. The latest chapters are already in the Aiyueshu app. The website no longer updates the latest chapters. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou.

The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds.

The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world.

Please download the Aiyue Novel app to read the latest chapters for free without ads. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world.

The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood.

The city was full of broken walls and ruins, and everything was withered. Collapsed houses could be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, withering silently.

The streets that used to be bustling are now bleak.

The sandy road that was once crowded with people is no longer noisy.

Only blood mud mixed with pieces of meat, dust, and paper remained, and it was indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck in the mud, full of sadness, with only an abandoned rabbit doll hanging on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff had long been soaked into wet red, full of gloom and weirdness.

The turbid eyes seemed to have some resentment, and looked at the mottled stones in front of them alone.

There, a figure was lying.

This was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, with tattered clothes and full of dirt, and a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold penetrated his worn-out coat from all directions, swept through his body, and gradually took away his body temperature.

The website is about to close. Download the Aiyue app to read the latest content for free. But even if the rain fell on his face, he did not blink his eyes, staring coldly at the distance like a falcon.

Following his gaze, a skinny vulture was gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog about seven or eight feet away from him, and sometimes vigilantly observed the surroundings.

It seemed that in this dangerous ruin, the slightest movement would instantly take it into the air.

Download the Aiyue novel app and read the latest chapters for free without ads. And the boy, like a hunter, patiently waited for the opportunity.

After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally completely submerged its head into the abdominal cavity of the wild dog.

If you want to read the latest chapters, please download the Aiyue novel app and read the latest chapters for free without ads. The website no longer updates the latest chapters, and the Aiyue novel app has updated the latest chapters.

Provide you with the fastest update of the novel Hello 1983 by the great god Hidden Weaver

After submission, the maintenance staff will correct the chapter content within two minutes, please wait patiently