The River Water, It-t-t-t’s Back Flowing Again
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Currently, the weather was not humid and hot anymore; it was obviously on fire.
They couldn't even see the Sun now, white water vapor evaporated quickly and covered the entire sky. To be honest, Li Siwen felt that the climate here was very weird. He could see the snow mountain when he lifted his head, but it was actually so hot here. Did he study too little?
However, one must admit, Old Zhao's craftsmanship was indeed good, and his character was very decisive too. Once he had realized the seriousness of the situation, he instantly started working on the hut instead of dragging and procrastinating.
Actually, when Li Siwen went to cut the trees earlier, Old Zhao had already woven dozens of straw ropes. He had also picked the spot to build the hut too and dig the foundation too. The spot he chose was near the hill, away from the few trees. He even knew to prevent lightning, he was really a resourceful Old Zhao.
When Li Siwen carried the wood back bit by bit, even though he was still complaining and scolding, his actions weren't slow. The base and support of the hut were quickly made using the straw ropes. In less than an hour, the prototype of a three meters tall, four meters long slope-type hut that was built against the hill could be seen. There wouldn't be any problem housing tens of people inside it.
Li Siwen made another two trips to carry some small branches with leaves on the back. After laying them on the top of the hut, the waterproof level instantly rose to the level that when it was pouring heavily outside, it would just be a light drizzle inside.
"Wang Er, go carry some stones here. This spot attracts wind easily, without stones to press it down, it will be easily blown apart." Old Zhao was covered in sweat from the work, but he seemed like he was enjoying it. Therefore, Li Siwen didn't argue with him over such small stuff. Li Siwen chased the other farmers away and made a few rounds to the river ditch to carry some stones back, stacking stones both inside and outside the hut until it was at least a meter high, causing the defence of the hut to improve a little.
"Not enough, go bring some more stones back, we need to press the roof entirely too. We not only need to protect against the wind, but also wolves too!" Old Zhao spoke the last words softly. He had thought it out now. The Feudal Lord really didn't care about the wheat field at all. Therefore, building a small farmer hut was not a big deal. However, if any farmer really got ill or got a heatstroke, or taken by wolves, he would definitely be the one responsible. Then, although Sun Tieshi might not punish him, Song Hu would definitely speak ill of him.
Li Siwen gave him a thumbs up. Old Zhao was really outstanding. His realization was very correct!
Then, all of them went to the river ditch to carry more stones. The farmers weren't strong enough; they could only carry stones about 10 to 15 kilograms. Old Zhao could carry stones weighing 50 kilograms or more. As for Li Siwen, he of course carried stones weighing 50 kilograms too.
Details, mind the details!
Basically, after working for the entire afternoon and depleting most of the stamina the farmers had, relying mostly on Li Siwen and Old Zhao, a thick layer of stone wall armor was stacked for the hut.
The thickest base was two meters wide, the top part was a meter thick. Even the rooftop was 30 centimeters thick too.
It wasn't sure if it could rainproof, but it was definitely wolf-proof!
Their forehead covered in sweat from the exhaustion, Li Siwen and Old Zhao leaned against the stone wall and laughed loudly. This work was really comfortable.
In their laughter, the rumble of the thunder sounded, followed by a fierce wind. This time, the rainstorm was finally here, and it was even more ferocious than the one a few days ago!
Although Li Siwen only had two Stamina Points remaining, shrinking inside the small hut, the sense of safety was really more than he had ever felt.
The other nine farmers shrank inside like quails too, softly discussing how good this rain was, it could finally reduce the heat from the hot weather. However, they didn't know that they had really taken a walk in front of death's gate today.
It was so hot in the morning and they were all drenched in sweat. If they were caught in the rainstorm for more than an hour, it would be strange if they didn't catch a cold and die. That Sun Tieshi definitely wouldn't waste his healing spell on them.
"Thanks, I owe you a favor for today." Seeing the heavy downpour outside, after keeping silent for a while, Old Zhao finally spoke.
Li Siwen smiled and said nothing. Things were progressing as he had predicted. Without Old Zhao to cover him, he wouldn't have to be restricted in his actions like before. Of course, he still had in mind the details as always, but it's always good to have an extra layer of protection, wasn't it?
As long as the leader of the farmer team, Old Zhao, could perform well, and occasionally make a few contributions to the territory, he could obtain the trust and favor of the Feudal Lord. In this way, Sun Tieshi wouldn't be able to scold Old Zhao like and also couldn't bypass Old Zhao to pay attention to him, the lazy fellow.
As expected, this rainstorm lasted for more than an hour. Although the hut was leaking and it had already become muddy inside, it was still much better than the situation outside. At least, the farmers wouldn't become ill and catch a cold.
When the rainstorm finally weakened, a bulky figure appeared at the entrance of the hut. It was actually the boorish Feudal Lord.
Old Zhao, who was boasting to the other farmers, was instantly shocked and scrambled out to greet the Feudal Lord. His face was white from fear, his whole body shivering like a large quail.
As for the other farmers, they were even more frightened, including Li Siwen, who was hiding amongst them. He hadn't expected that the Feudal Lord would appear here at this moment.
"You did this?"
"I—I—I," Old Zhao was so terrified that he was stuttering, unable to say anything.
"You did well, I had overlooked this."
The Feudal Lord's voice was low and majestic as usual. Old Zhao didn't understand what the Lord meant at first. When he finally realized that he had become the Lord's 'favored' again, the Feudal Lord had already left a long time ago.
"Oh my brother, I, I didn't mean to do it on purpose. After all, you are the one who suggested this, you should at least have 20 or 30 percent of the credit."
Old Zhao's face looked very painful (he was so happy that even the flowers bloomed).
"We are brothers, there isn't a need to be so courteous. Also, don't act silly at a time like this. Building a hut like this isn't much credit, the Lord has only slightly approved of you now. You still need to continue to work hard, don't be a fool, and mention me to the Lord. If not, not only will the credit be gone, the Lord will think that you are a fool. Are you a fool?"
Li Siwen smiled and said. He wasn't surprised at all and also wasn't angry. Speaking of which, this was what he wished for the most. If not, if the Lord really noticed him, and wanted to check his attributes one day, wouldn't he be done for?
"Si—Sir, the wheat field, the wheat field has been flooded!"
A farmer suddenly shouted anxiously.
Li Siwen and Old Zhao lifted their heads and took a look. They had a shock. A patch of white covered their sight. The river water had a backflow once again.
The two of them tacitly looked at each other. Without saying another word, they grabbed their equipment and ran outside. Big fish, don't run, we are coming!
The river water was half a meter deep, but it wasn't a problem for the two of them.
Old Zhao was as tall as 1.9 meters, and although Li Siwen was only 1.7 meters tall, his 13 points of strength weren't for a joke. More importantly, he was very experienced.
Even though the fish washed up at this timing wasn't easy to catch, the two of them cooperated and caught a big fish. Wasting no words, they only had one thing to do, eat!
Only those that ended up in their stomach could be considered as theirs.
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