Then, he asked Liu Sisi to start a fire and begin cooking the remaining seven taro roots.
Since the pot wasn't very big, it could barely fit three pieces. So I had to keep watching it while it cooked.
Liu Sisi still doesn't understand what Ye Feng is trying to do, and the three wounded soldiers just stare blankly at the pot.
Finally, Fu Changxiong couldn't wait any longer, so he simply helped Ye Feng lay the floor and assisted him in the process.
It has to be said that Fu Changxiong truly deserves to be called the team's most useful assistant.
As the saying goes, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse; even when injured, it can still work very efficiently.
He had been with Ye Feng the longest, and he was a key player in the construction of the first two treehouses.
Although it's not very bright, even a pig should be able to learn such simple steps.
Lay out wooden planks and secure them using a wavy binding method.
The operation is smooth and fluid, yet meticulous in its details.
In less than 10 minutes, he completed the laying of almost one square meter of flooring all by himself.
This efficiency is almost the sum of Ye Feng's and Qi Xiaojie's combined.
Moreover, the quality is also up to standard.
Ye Feng clicked his tongue in amazement…
"She's lost so much blood and still works so well. Tsk tsk tsk... She's practically a born workaholic..."
No wonder he went to work on construction sites. It's a real waste that he's not carrying bricks.
He originally thought he would be working until dark today.
With Fu Changxiong's help, the floor of the entire circular treehouse was laid in less than an hour.
"Hey bro, are you going to build the roof next?"
Fu Changxiong seemed to still have some unfinished business, and didn't even break a sweat.
"No rush for the roof."
Ye Feng waved his hand, a sudden surge of curiosity welling up in his heart.
"Da Xiong, how much did you earn a month when you were a construction worker?"
Fu Changxiong tilted his head slightly and pondered for a moment…
"I move red bricks at my construction site, which are heavier, and I get 6 cents for each brick I move."
At that time, my daughter had just been diagnosed with an illness and urgently needed money. On the busiest day, I worked ten hours.
They moved over 10,000 yuan, which is about 650 yuan.
Ye Feng raised an eyebrow, clearly shocked.
A single red brick weighs about 5 kilograms, so 10,000 bricks would weigh 50,000 kilograms.
If you can move 10,000 yuan in 10 hours, that's 1,000 yuan per hour.
This is practically the Hulk!
While admiring him, Ye Feng also felt pity for him.
I thought that delivering food and handing out flyers from early morning to late at night was already the worst I could ever be.
This honest-looking man, not much older than himself, was completely sacrificing his health to make money.
Parents' hearts are truly full of love and worry...
"Wow... Xiong Ge, you've worked so hard."
"Why don't you change jobs? If you keep doing this for a long time, your health will definitely suffer."
"You could also... organize... a fundraising event online, and people would definitely... donate money to you."
...
Everyone looked at him with concern and offered him advice.
Fu Changxiong shook his head with a wry smile…
"I'm just a roughneck, not very educated, and I don't have any special skills. All I have is a lot of brute strength."
I had planned to serve in the army for a few more years, but my father fell seriously ill, so I had no choice but to retire.
My wife also disliked me for being poor and ran off with someone else.
I don't really want to do fundraising. I'm perfectly capable of doing this. It's my own private matter, why should I ask others for money?
As for the body... hehe..."
Fu Changxiong chuckled and carefully took out the slightly wrinkled photo from his pocket.
With a doting smile, he gently stroked it...
"I'd rather die than let my daughter live."
Everyone was speechless for a moment, their expressions filled with sympathy, not knowing what to say.
A few seconds later, Fu Changxiong suddenly seemed to realize something and apologized to Ye Feng repeatedly.
"Oh... I'm sorry, brother, I shouldn't have brought this up. Oh dear... look at this thing."
I really didn't mean to say these things. The atmosphere was so nice, it's all my fault, all my fault..."
"fine…"
Ye Feng revealed a complex smile, his tone carrying an undeniable firmness.
"You and your daughter won't die, believe me."
The short sentence made Fu Changxiong's expression freeze for two seconds.
A moment later, he showed the same smile, but his eyes were full of gratitude, and he nodded vigorously.
"Yes! I believe you."
Ye Feng didn't continue the topic, but looked at Qi Xiaojie beside him.
"You and Da Xiong go dig in the mud together, since we're making such a quick progress today."
Let's go all out and install the floor.
Tonight, we'll sit on the floor and eat dumplings.
"OK!"
The group then began a new round of work.
Ye Feng instructed the two women to peel the taro and mash it into a paste after it was cooked.
He picked up the saw and went into the surrounding woods.
He selected a sapling that had not yet grown, sawed it down in a few strokes, and removed all its branches.
Then he began sawing off the thick logs, one by one, as if chopping vegetables.
Each piece is about two or three centimeters thick.
The treehouse he's building this time is one he'll live in until the end of the game.
Since we're going to build a treehouse fortress, comfort is definitely not an option.
Therefore, he does not intend to use the previous method of filling with soil.
To be precise, the floor should first be leveled with mud before these wooden blocks are inlaid in the mud.
Solid wood floors are much more comfortable than living on mud.
At 5 p.m., the sun was setting and dusk was approaching.
Ye Feng chopped all the sawn-off wooden discs into planks of various shapes.
There are rectangles, squares, and irregular rhombuses, etc...
After cleaning up everything on the platform, Fu Changxiong and Qi Xiaojie began spreading mud.
Ye Feng, meanwhile, was behind them, embedding pieces of wood into the mud.
This process is like laying tiles, it's very stress-relieving.
They were afraid that if it rained at night, the mud would melt after being soaked in the rain.
So he only laid the paving on the area covered by the roof.
It was only six or seven square meters in total, and after he started hammering, it took less than twenty minutes.
The all-natural wooden flooring is now complete.
Ye Feng stepped on it, pacing back and forth...
Although a lot of dirt still seeped out from between the cracks in the wooden planks.
But it still doesn't affect the flat and comfortable feel.
Tonight, they can finally get a good night's sleep.
At this moment, three large men were lying flat on the floor.
So comfortable, so comfortable...
They had never slept on such a comfortable floor since leaving the hillside.
Feeling the long-lost flatness, the three of them had smiles full of a sense of accomplishment on their faces.
Once again, they created something that didn't belong to this primitive area with their hardworking hands.
Civilization seemed to have returned at this moment.
A moment later, Ye Feng sat up. Now, it was time to make dumplings…
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