"It's so weird here!" Cao'er let out a small exclamation.
Cao'er's mother shrank her neck, and her eyes, which were always drooping, now widened.
The others were not much better. Since entering the city wall, they were all like quails. They would be scared out of their wits at the slightest noise. Before entering the city wall, they felt that the people here were no different from them, even their hair was the same.
But after entering the city gate, I found that this place was completely different from the Daliang Dynasty.
It was a wide road, and I didn't know what it was paved with. There was no soil or stone, and there were bricks on both sides of the road - if they were bricks.
Not to mention the neatly-built houses, which are square and neat, and when you look up, you can see that they have more than five or six floors.
Although they could see the upper floors of the houses when they were outside the city wall, they were not shocked as much because they did not walk in front of the buildings.
Because it was a weekday, there were not many people walking on the street. There were small stalls on the roadside, and the owner was sitting on a small stool beside the stall.
There was a scale on the stall with a sign on it saying: "Small business, no credit, payment upon delivery. Tortillas can be weighed, cut and paid for."
Originally, after the tortillas were cut by weight, they were just change.
The tortillas at the base are all made in the factory, so they are all the same size and weight.
If they were all different sizes, it would be too unstable for business people to accept barter.
Ye Zhou also looked around curiously, but his sight was not as obvious as Cao'er's.
The interior of the base is actually not much different from a modern city.
The predecessor of this base should be a small county town. The housing estates on the outside are relatively new, while those towards the inside are getting older.
The same goes for roads. The closer you get to the center of the base, the narrower the road becomes.
Gasoline was probably hard to come by, as Ye Zhou didn't see a single car on the road.
"Brother Zou." Wu Yan didn't dare to ask Ye Zhou, so he could only run to ask Zou Ming who was walking at the end of the team. His expression was complicated, a mixture of fear and excitement, "How was this house built? Why is it so high? It hasn't collapsed yet?!"
Wu Yan had seen tall towers before, and he also knew that if you wanted to build any house higher, the higher it was, the deeper the foundation had to be, the more pillars it had to have, and the narrower the top had to be.
To build a six-story tower requires countless craftsmen. So a house like this would require at least tens of thousands of people, no, hundreds of thousands of people, right?
The cost outweighs the gain. It would be better to build a small courtyard, which would consume less materials and manpower.
What's more, these houses are equally wide and narrow at the top and bottom, which is simply beyond human power.
Zou Ming explained: "With cranes and excavators, it doesn't require too much manpower."
Wu Yan didn't understand: "What is a crane excavator?"
Zou Ming: “Machine.”
After hearing this, Ye Zhou came over and said, "It's like a carriage. You can't pull the carriage, but the horse can. You need to drive the horse."
Wu Yan quickly lowered his head: "Yes."
Ye Zhou sighed in his heart.
The employees were so intimidated by him that they simply couldn't listen to what he said. No matter what he said, they would just say yes and "I know". In short, they would just follow his orders but never think for themselves.
Ye Zhou didn't explain any more, he was used to it now.
I don't even know if this is a good thing or a bad thing.
The shops on both sides of the street were basically closed. Occasionally one or two shops were open, but they were restaurants with limited supply - it was clearly meal time, but there were few customers inside.
Now no one has extra tortillas to eat out, so instead of eating out and letting the restaurant owner make a profit from the price difference, it is better to go directly to the supermarket to exchange for rice and vegetables. You can save a lot by making them at home.
The facilities are no different from the plane where Ye Zhou is, but the level of liveliness is completely incomparable. Even though there are people on the road, and there are quite a few of them, it still looks desolate.
This time, in addition to helping the employees adapt to the environment and broaden their horizons, Ye Zhou also has a mission.
He was invited to inspect the land that Yang Guoqin had specially allocated for the breeding farm.
Since Ye Zhou provided material support, Yang Guoqin did not plan to raise chickens and ducks in the wild. Instead, he operated it as a factory, providing a one-stop service for breeding and processing. By then, even if Ye Zhou was gone, they would be able to raise the chickens and ducks on their own without incurring too much loss.
Originally, Yang Guoqin sent someone to pick up Ye Zhou, but Ye Zhou declined. He still wanted to step on the ground, walk over there himself, and observe the base with his own eyes.
Chen Gang explained to Zhou Wen: "The main materials for a house are cement, steel bars, sand and gravel. These things were easy to get in the past, and the prices were not expensive. It didn't cost much to build a house. I heard that buying a house was expensive in the past because the land was expensive."
Zhou Wen whispered, "Where I live, land is much cheaper than houses."
My hometown is surrounded by barren mountains. If you open up a few plots of land far away from the village, the village chief will not care.
At most, they would give candy or cloth to the village chief's house.
Unless someone buys that land.
Chen Gang couldn't help but ask: "Brother, where are you from?"
After spending some time together, Chen Gang no longer thought that they were people from the future - they really didn't look like people from the future, and their speech had a less modern tone.
Moreover, they have never seen many things before, and they think glass cups are good things. They usually only use plastic cups to drink water, and they put the glass cups there as a sacrifice. It seems that they can't wait to burn a few incense sticks for the cups.
Chen Gang always felt that they might be ancient people.
But I also feel that my guess is ridiculous.
Maybe there will be such remote villages in the future?
But even in remote villages, people wouldn't speak like this, right?
Zhou Wen: "Oh, I used to live in Liangjia Cliff."
Chen Gang blinked: "Then your last name is Zhou."
Zhou Wen: "There are three surnames in Liangjia Cliff! The Liang family is the most numerous, followed by our Zhou family. But having more people is useless."
When disaster strikes, they still have to flee. They say they should unite as one and escape together, but the refugees are dispersed after a few attempts.
He also didn't know where his relatives had gone, or whether they had arrived in the south safely.
I don’t even know if my nephews and nieces survived.
Zhou Wen also had a question for Chen Gang: "Can the girls here work? I see there are women serving in the army!"
When the women heard Zhou Wen's question, they came over and said, "Yeah! How can girls be soldiers? They look really strong. How do they compare to men? Are they better or worse?"
Chen Gang’s own problems have not been solved yet, so he can only solve other people’s problems first.
"We are a nation of warriors here, regardless of gender," said Chen Gang. "Because of the structure of women's bodies, even if they put in the same effort, they can't grow as much muscle as men. This is determined by physiology. They have to work ten times harder than men to barely tie in physique."
"But now that they have guns and the zombies won't rush in right away, they are no different from men."
Chen Gang said with some pride: "My cousin is in the army. She is an excellent soldier and gets rewards every month."
"She's amazing!" Chen Gang, "She's 1.92 meters tall!"
Chen Gang compared her height, and everyone gasped: "She must be a giant!"
Chen Gang was unhappy: "1.9 meters is called tall! It can't be called a giant!"
A woman suddenly asked: "Can someone like me join the army?"
Chen Gang looked her over for a few seconds, shook his head and said, "You are too thin."
The woman was surprised and asked, "Can you be a soldier if you are fat?"
Chen Gang also shook his head: "It has to be suitable."
The female employees have met many local women these days, and they often sigh that although they are all women, the women here are completely different from those there.
Women here can have their own property!
They couldn't survive in the Daliang Dynasty - they had no private property, so no matter how good they were at farming and how hard they could endure, they still had to rely on men. They had to obey their fathers at home, their husbands after marriage, and their sons after their husbands died. Without men, they could not survive independently.
The government did not allow women to buy land, and women were not allowed to sign contracts. Even if they worked as maids in wealthy families, their husbands were required to sign the deed.
They are like old cows, working all their lives but never being able to own anything.
Sarah had told them this before, but they didn't understand then.
Now I understand, and I realize that the life I lived before was not a human life - they were not treated as human beings at all.
They are simply the property of men.
Before marriage, their "master" is their father, and after marriage, he becomes their "husband".
Their mood suddenly became complicated. They did not feel that they were relying on their husbands for a living. When they were at home, they also had to weave and work in the fields. They also had to do the work that men could do. If their husbands went to the city to work as laborers, all the work in the fields would be theirs.
I also have to cook, take care of the elderly, raise chickens and ducks, and take care of the house.
But they did not get what they deserved. From birth to death, they had no names of their own, and when they were buried, only "Mr. So-and-so" would be engraved on their tombstones.
If their husbands died and they failed to give birth to sons, their property would be taken away by the clan, and they would either be locked up in the clan temple and remain widows for the rest of their lives, or be "sold" for a price and married to men who could not find wives.
Women don’t understand, why?
They can't figure out the reason. They think they have worked very hard. They work hard, and when you count carefully, they don't work much less than men. But why can't they have property while men can?
They never thought about this problem before - after all, all women in the Daliang Dynasty were like this.
If everyone is like this, what else is there to think about?
But now, they have seen a wider world and seen so many women who work and earn their own money, and finally realized that the gap between their efforts and gains is too huge.
"My mother used to be the top scorer in the college entrance examination in their area." Chen Gang boasted.
The women's eyes widened, more shocked than hearing about women serving in the army: "Women can also study? Take exams?"
"Number one?!"
"She can get the top score in the imperial examination?!"
"Can a woman also take the top exam?!"
The men were also shocked: "Women can be officials here?"
"Isn't that the same as General Hua?"
Chen Gang asked, "Who is General Hua?"
Man: "General Hua Mulan."
Chen Gang: "Didn't Hua Mulan retire after the war? It's not the same here. We don't have to retire after the war."
Someone asked from a strange perspective: "If she gets married, will she marry or marry someone?"
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