Fearsome Farmer

　　 At this moment, the weather is no longer sultry, but it is clearly on fire.

The sun above the head was invisible, and the white water vapor was violently evaporated, covering the entire sky. To be honest, Li Siwen was very strange about the climate here. He could see the snow-capped mountains when he looked up, but it was so hot because he was studying. Is it too little?

　　 But it must be admitted that Lao Zhao’s craftsmanship has nothing to say, and his character is decisive enough. Once he confirms the seriousness of the problem, he is unambiguous and will work on it instead of procrastinating.

In fact, when Li Siwen went to cut down the trees in the morning, he had already weaved dozens of straw ropes, selected a location for the farmer’s hut, dug the foundation, and it was in the lower part of the hill, far away from the big trees. He also knows how to protect against lightning. He is really a versatile old Zhao.

When Li Siwen carried the logs back, although he was still swearing, his hands were not slow, erecting the pillars, supporting them, and tying them with straw ropes to make two beams. It took less than an hour. A sloping chalet with a height of three meters, a width of four meters, and a length of four meters is in its embryonic form. It is no problem to accommodate a dozen people in it.

　　 And Li Siwen ran twice again, backing back a lot of small branches with leaves, spreading these branches on the wooden house, the rainproof level of the wooden house was raised to the level of heavy rain outside and light rain inside.

"Wang Er, go and move some stones over. It attracts the wind here. If there is no stone under pressure, a gust of wind can blow away." Old Zhao was so busy with sweat, but he was enjoying himself, so Li Siwen didn't care about these little things. He drove all the farmers away, moved the stones back and forth in the river ditch, and placed them at least one meter high inside and outside the wooden house, which instantly increased the protection level of the wooden house by a small amount.

"It's not enough. If we move again, we have to suppress all the roofs. We must not only guard against wind, but also guard against wolves!" Old Zhao's last sentence deliberately lowered his voice. He has figured it out now. Lord Lord is true He doesn’t care about the wheat field, so it’s nothing for him to build a farmer’s hut, but if a farmer really gets sick and gets heatstroke and is taken away by a gray wolf, then it must be his responsibility. Supervisor Sun Tieshi may not clean him up. But Song Hu would definitely speak cold words.

　　 Li Siwen thumbs up, cowhide, old Zhao, this is a great realization!

　　 At the moment they all ran into the river to move rocks. The farmers were not strong enough and could only move 20 or 30 kilograms of small rocks. Old Zhao could move more than 100 kilograms. Li Siwen, of course, also moved more than 100 kilograms.

　　 details, pay attention to details!

In short, after a tossing about noon, all the stamina accumulated by the farmers was almost consumed. Relying on Li Siwen and Lao Zhao as the main force, this made the farmer’s hut a thick stone armor wall. .

　　 The thickest part is two meters wide at the bottom, one meter thick at the top, and 30 centimeters thick on the roof.

　　 I don’t know if it can prevent rain, but it can definitely prevent wolves!

　　 Tired and sweating, Li Siwen and Lao Zhao leaned against the stone wall, laughing, this work was done comfortably.

　　 Amidst the laughter, rumbling thunder sounded, and a violent wind came. This time, the heavy rain finally came, and it was stronger and more urgent than the heavy rain of the previous few days!

　　 Although Li Siwen only had two points of stamina left, she was shrinking in the farmer's hut, and the sense of security was unprecedented.

　　 The other nine farmers also shrank like quail, discussing in a low voice how good the rain is, and finally the heat can be reduced, but they didn't know that they had really walked away from the ghost gate today.

In such a hot weather in the morning, I was sweating all over my body. If it was poured by heavy rain, it would take more than an hour after it was poured. It would be a weird thing to die without catching a cold, and Sun Tieshi, the overseer, would definitely not be on them. It’s a waste of healing spell slots.

　　 "Thanks, I accept your favor today." Looking at the heavy rain outside like a wild horse, Zhao finally spoke after being silent for a long time.

Li Siwen smiled and didn't say anything. Things are moving in the direction he expected. With the ceiling of Lao Zhao, he doesn't have to do everything he did before. Hey, he should be careful or not. You must be careful, but after all, there is an extra layer of protection, right?

As long as the leader of the farmer’s group, Zhao, performs well and makes a few small contributions from time to time, then he can be slightly'in the heart of the emperor' with Lord Manghan. In this way, Supervisor Sun Tieshi can't control Old Zhao. The reprimand was the same as the great-grandson, and there was no way to focus on him as a lazy man through Lao Zhao.

　　 Unsurprisingly, the torrential rain fell for more than an hour. Although the farmer’s hut had already leaked and turned into a quagmire, this situation is incomparable to the outside. At least the farmers will not get sick and catch a cold.

　　 When the heavy rain finally started to abate, a stalwart figure appeared at the entrance of the farmer’s hut, who turned out to be the reckless lord.

　　 The old Zhao who was bragging with a group of farmers was scared and rolled out, his face turned pale, and his whole body was trembling like a large quail.

　　 As for other farmers, this is even more true, including Li, who is hiding in a group of quail, because he did not expect that the Lord of the Bane would appear here at this time.

"You did it?"

　　 "I—I—I—" Old Zhao stammered in fright and was speechless.

　　 "You did a good job, but I was negligent."

　　 The voice of Lord Manghan is still low and majestic, but the old Zhao of UU reading www.uukanshu.com didn't understand it, and when he finally realized that he had become a'Red Man' again, Lord Manghan had already left.

　　 "Oh, my brother, I, I really didn't mean it, after all, this was originally your proposal, and the credit must be 30 or 30 to 20%."

　　 Old Zhao has a pained expression on his face (the flowers are blooming with happiness).

"My brother, what are you polite, and you must not be stupid, it is not a big credit to build a small wooden house, now the lord only slightly recognizes you, you need to keep working hard, but don't stabb me out like a fool. Not only will the credit be gone, it will make Lord Lord think you are a fool, are you a fool?"

Li Siwen smiled and said, he was not surprised at all, and he was not angry at all. As for what kind of anger he was, it was not something he could ask for, otherwise he really entered the sight of the stubborn lord. If suddenly one day the stubborn lord wants to see his attributes, Wouldn't he be over?

　　 "Big-sir, the wheat field, the wheat field is flooded!"

　　 a farmer suddenly shouted anxiously.

　　 Li Siwen and Lao Zhao looked up, scared, isn't it? It's a vast expanse of whiteness, and the river water is flowing backwards again.

　　 The two of them looked at each other in a tacit understanding. Without saying anything, they picked up the guy and ran away. Don’t run away, big fish, here we are!

　　 The flooded river is half a meter deep, but it is not a problem for the two of them.

　　 Old Zhao is a full 1.9 meters tall, and although Li Siwen is only about 1.7 meters, his 13-point strength is not a joke, the most important thing is his rich experience.

　　 Even the big fish that rushed up at this time were very difficult to catch, but two people cooperated and caught a big fish. No nonsense, just one word, eat!

　　 It’s my own when I eat it in my stomach.