Another world conquest manual

"Fifty-seven point one kilogram!"

"It's too heavy!"

Zhao Qianju jumped off the stage quickly, glanced at the long team behind him, and said to Wang Tiemu beside him:

"I gained half a catty today, how about you, Tiemu?"

Wang Tiemu showed him an honest smile:

"Uncle Zhao, I have gained one pound, forty-nine kilograms."

Zhao Qianju smiled and patted Wang Tiemu on the shoulder:

"It's good if it's heavy. It's good if it's heavy. I'm getting stronger these days."

Strange to say.

Since four of these novel objects called 'weighing scales' appeared on the construction site a few days ago.

Almost every free time.

There will be a large number of refugees. Oh no, now when the workers are called, a large number of workers will gather in front of the weighing platform.

The purpose is to see if I am heavier than yesterday.

Zhao Qianju is also one of them.

He himself couldn't explain why he liked it like this - those Chinese people had meat every meal, so it was impossible not to get fat.

But I just want to weigh myself every day.

When I see the number that is a little bigger than the previous day, I feel inexplicably happy.

But what makes Zhao Qianju even more happy is that more and more workers are beginning to trust the Chinese people.

at the very beginning.

Among the more than 400 workers, only a few believed that these Chinese people meant no harm.

Because the refugees have experienced too much darkness, they have become so sensitive that they no longer trust people easily.

After all, eating one or two full meals is nothing. To put it harshly, all prisoners on death row have to eat a decapitated meal before their heads are beheaded.

Who knows if these Chinese people will feed them and do something?

There are evil rituals like blood sacrifice in this world.

But now a few days have passed.

Almost no one questions this anymore.

The construction site is full of vitality and vitality.

the reason is simple:

First of all, the clothes and supplies the Chinese people have given them these days have long exceeded the value of a human life.

Secondly, it is

The refugees can feel that these Chinese people are sincerely good to them.

For example, the new "political workers" are all enthusiastic and kind.

From time to time, I will ask you whether you have eaten enough, whether you have enough clothes, and whether you have any other difficulties.

I will also get together with everyone in the evening and use a small black box to ask everyone about their past.

The other ‘supervisors’ holding pipes may be shy due to their personalities and don’t talk much.

But they never beat or scold any of the refugees, and they took the lead when encountering accidents.

For example, when Zhao Qianju and the others were moving bricks the day before yesterday, a young worker nearby suddenly fainted.

After being examined by a Chinese man in a white coat at the construction site, he said he was suffering from severe anemic shock and needed blood transfusion for treatment.

Almost at the moment when these words were spoken,

The surrounding migrant workers all lowered their heads and pretended to be ostriches.

Although they don’t understand the principle of drawing blood, there is one truth they know very well:

The fainted Zhao Xiaowu was a human being, so the blood must have been lost. Is there anyone here who is more suitable than a refugee?

The results of it?

More than a dozen supervisors nearby didn't even look at the refugees. Without saying a word, they rolled up their sleeves and rushed over, shouting about what my blood type was. Each one was more active than the other, and in the end they saved the worker!

From the beginning to the end of the whole thing, not a single hair of the migrant workers around was lost!

Maybe it’s because they look similar to Chinese people.

The poor people in the Great Mo Realm have inherited the same character as the Chinese nation - as long as someone keeps them fed and clothed and treats them sincerely, they will follow you wholeheartedly.

After several incidents, the migrant workers completely believed in the Chinese people.

And what Zhao Qianju said that day was ‘because they treat us as human beings’.

It has become a widely circulated saying among the refugees.

Like Fatty Wang in the cooking class, because he treats people warmly and prepares plenty of food.

Someone even carved a longevity tablet for him, and he knelt down secretly every day.

Just when Zhao Qianju came to his senses and was about to call Wang Tiemu to go to the construction site.

The loudspeaker at the entrance suddenly sounded:

"Workers in Chixian City, please pay attention. Workers in Chixian City, please pay attention. Immediately gather at the door of the dormitory after hearing this news.

Wages will be paid in half an hour!

After the wages are paid, we will arrange a trip back to Chi County!

Repeat it again."

As the trumpet sweeps by.

The crowd in front of the scale was silent for two seconds, then suddenly burst into cheers.

None of them lost weight, so they picked up their feet and ran towards the dormitory.

Zhao Qianju and Wang Tiemu looked at each other:

"Let's go, let's go too!"

The refugee dormitory is located on the northwest side of the construction site. It is a small building made of light steel frame composite color steel plates.

A total of six small-building camps of this kind have been built, each of which is divided into two floors and has twenty dormitories on each floor.

There are six small buildings facing each other, with a wide open space in the middle, which can accommodate nearly 1,500 people in total.

Of course.

Since the first batch of refugees is only over 400, the camp has only opened two dormitories for accommodation.

At the same time, considering that migrant workers are new to an unfamiliar environment, they may have some desire to unite.

So when the camp is allocating dormitories.

The method adopted is to give priority to acquaintance relationships, followed by random insertion.

Zhao Qianju's dormitory is a typical acquaintance group.

Except Wang Tiemu.

Zhao Qianju and the previous Zhuzi, Ahua, Niba, and another refugee named Ye Zi formed a standard six-person dormitory.

When Zhao Qianju and Wang Tiemu rushed outside the dormitory building, hundreds of migrant workers had gathered in the open space.

Under the guidance of some soldiers and political cadres, these migrant workers organized themselves into several square formations according to their dormitories.

There was a large table placed in the center of the open space, and several Chinese people were calculating something.

"Old Zhao, Tiemu, we are here!"

Hearing the familiar shouts, Zhao Qian raised his head and turned, and saw Niba and others gathered not far away.

Zhao Qianju and Wang Tiemu walked quickly over to meet their roommates.

Since he arrived late, Zhao Qianju was worried that he had missed some notice, so he asked:

"Niba, did the Chinese say how to get this money?"

Niba nodded, pointed at a political cadre not far away and said:

"Political Commissar Huang said that he will go up to the dormitory number to collect the money later.

Our dormitory number is Building 3, 208. When we call 3208, it is our turn. "

Then Niba lowered his voice and said:

"But I heard that those Chinese people don't seem to pay copper coins, but paper money."

"Paper money?"

After all, Zhao Qianju was once a tailor, and he has quite a lot of experience: "Is it the proof of the ticket number? It's like the Hongtong Cabinet Shop opened by the Wei family in the city?"

Niba shook his head: "I don't know about that."

Just as everyone was speculating, a man in the center of the venue suddenly picked up the speaker:

"Dear fellow villagers and workers, we will start paying our wages now!

The money we distributed to everyone this time is called Huaxia currency, which is a paper currency.

You may have never seen this kind of money before, but please don't worry.

We have reached an agreement with the Wei family, and this currency can be used in all properties under the Wei family's name in the city.

The person standing next to me is Wei Lianzhang, the steward of Wei Mansion. There must be many people here who know him, and he can vouch for what I said.

In addition, we have also opened a lifestyle supermarket in Chixian City. You can use Huaxia coins to purchase various supplies in the supermarket!

Okay, now the dormitory whose name I called please come up and collect your salary!

The first one, 1101! "