Chapter 848 Reality 3
If you want to build a house of your own, you will need about thirty or forty points.
Ordinary players can save up a little and soon own a small house of their own.
The most important thing is that Grandpa Fu just happens to have such skills, which perfectly helps them overcome the difficulties in their actions.
By setting an example themselves, the two old men instantly demonstrated the value of the elderly group in this large collective.
Two days later, several handwritten notices on white paper were posted on the walls of the earth building.
The news of self-built houses spread throughout the outside world in the afternoon, and everyone knew that the boss of the Tulou allowed 100 players to build houses around the Tulou.
Their first thought was that it was impossible.
It’s not that no one has tried to build a small nest with mud and water, but the walls made of just mud are so fragile that they collapse on their own.
It wasn't until the insider announced that a professional engineer (Grandpa Fu) would be teaching and the first five people who signed up would be provided with building materials internally that the first five spots were filled when everyone wanted to take advantage of the good deal.
Of course it is full. The new members of Mang got the information by making inquiries.
The five places were taken in an instant, they received straw, started digging the foundation and started construction!
It was his first time working in public, and Grandpa Fu was a little nervous. But as he watched Grandma Fu cheer him on from the crowd, he puffed out his skinny chest and began to demonstrate how to prepare the mud and how to pour it.
After doing it a few more times, I became less nervous and more comfortable with it.
In one day, they laid the foundation and waited for the dried soil to take shape.
This is not aesthetically pleasing.
The dry straw sticking out makes the entire foundation look rough, and the color turns yellow after drying, but it feels very solid when pressed.
This tentative foundation attracted a lot of people's attention. Even when no one noticed, some pieces of soil were dug off by others, which made the owner of the house so angry that he cursed several times on the spot.
How shameless!
The construction of the house is in full swing.
On the other side, in addition to cooking, Grandma Fu was also turning the soil with several other people of her age.
Notice that they are holding homemade tools.
You can pick a piece of wood in the kitchen and cut a slope on one side with a knife to make a simple shovel. If it breaks, you can just use a kitchen knife to cut it a few times to make a new slope, just like sharpening a pencil.
The land was not turned over much, and the wood chips collected in the backpack increased, which was basically enough firewood for kindling for the next few days.
But what are they doing?
Try sowing seeds!
As a country with a large agricultural sector, people have long started trying to sow seeds as soon as there is soil.
Unfortunately, it has been almost a month since the darkest moment began, and none of the seeds we planted have sprouted.
Whether it is fruits that have been saved specifically for eating, or seeds that have been purchased specifically for eating.
Because of this, everyone wanted to try planting from the beginning, but now only Grandma Fu and her friends are left. The special seeds they used to plant are gone, and now they plant leftover fruit pits and seeds dug out from vegetables (such as cucumber seeds, pepper seeds, and bitter melon seeds).
I'd toss all sorts of fruit cores and vegetable seeds into the newly dug pit and water it carefully. After planting the new seeds, I'd go back to the old site and dig up the soil to see if there were any living ones (though a month later, I'd never found any).
Until today, an old lady who had almost lost all her teeth suddenly exclaimed -
“It’s sprouting!”
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