Chapitre 217: Is There Anything You Can't Say?

At this moment, the workers were all busy, each with a shovel, digging holes and planting trees on the barren land.

Qiao Mai raised an eyebrow. "Why don't we provide them with some water?"

"We do have water. A water cart comes every hour to bring water here. When they get thirsty, they boil it and let it cool down before drinking. The remaining water is used for watering the trees."

"Oh. How long will it take to plant the one thousand saplings?"

"Five days with fifty workers."

"The efficiency seems a bit low."

"The soil here has lots of rocks, making it difficult to dig."

"Why don't you go home every five days to get more saplings? You don't need to come every time. After all, you're not staying at home. You can send someone instead."

"I can't do that. I'm not coming back just for the saplings; I'm there for you. But it seems you don't want to come to my place."