The pheasant stared at the roasted meat and kept sipping water from his mouth.

The newly hunted dragon is peeled and washed, put it on the fire, and roasted it with a hot fire. The meat is tender and tender with blood, and the moist color of water is emitting. Under the flames, the color gradually becomes darker, and the water is evaporated, leaving behind a more oily luster.

The oily reflects the flames, a little bright, and the fragrant breath slowly spreads over the entire house under the priming of the flames.

The subsequent roasting makes the oil bleed out and drip.

The grease splashed on the charcoal fire, making it sizzling and the fragrance was even more attractive.

And the meat on the fire was already dark brown and had some golden yellow.

At this time, Shi Shen, who was in charge of barbecue, brushed a layer of sauce on the meat, and the fresh taste of the vegetables immediately wrapped around the slowly golden meat.

The sauce bulged bubbles on the barbecue, and then the bubbles burst, exploding into a more indescribable aroma.

The pheasant could no longer stop saliva.

His hands were rubbed unconsciously, and his eyes were nailed to the barbecue.

There was a rumbling sound in the stomach.

Hunger appears at this time.

Reason is occupied by something called the hungry demon.

He licked his lips, almost trying to get started.

He watched the pheasant drool and smiled on his face.

He remembered that when he was just able to eat, his father sat aside and looked at him.

Watching myself drool at the rich aroma of the meat, watching me gnaw on the meat.

Even if I want to eat meat, I also want to eat it.

But at this time, his desire can be suppressed by more desires and reason.

"I'm hungry?" asked, "You can eat, eat more."

He said, taking out a cloth bag from his arms with a little pain, carefully opening it, then taking out a piece of white and yellow salt, carefully breaking off one piece, put it in a bowl, mash it with the handle of a knife, and handing the salt to the pheasant.

When the pheasant heard that he could eat meat, he was already impatient.

As soon as the stone god took the flesh off the fire, he couldn't wait to pick up a piece.

Of course, this ending is very hot.

However, the pheasant was fearless and unbearable. Although it was very hot and unbearable, he threw the flesh around in his hands.

In any case, the meat is never left.

The golden-colored barbecue in your hand is now the whole world.

He looked at the barbecue and swallowed violently.

But he didn't rush to eat.

He carefully waited for the meat to cool down a little, then wrapped it with lotus leaves that had been prepared and stuffed it into his arms: "I'll go back first."

I couldn't help laughing.

"This kid!"

"Since there are people at home, bring more." Shi Shen was also a little relieved.

"Remember to come early tomorrow and you have to go to build a road!" Quji had already cut a complete roasted dragon into several sections, wrapped it in lotus leaves, tied it with a straw rope, and handed it to the pheasant.

The pheasant did not thank him, but only took the bag of barbecue and hurried back.

"Boy!" I was on the side, looking at the salt I had pounded, and felt a little sorry.

"Really, my salt quota this month is just that." He licked the handle of the knife used to pound the salt.

"This kid is the same as mine before!" Shi Shen smiled and said, "He has the spirit and strength."

"Who wasn't like this before?" He used a little water, dissolved the broken salt in the bowl, drank the salt water in a small sip. After a while, he picked up another piece of meat and chewed it.

Quji sat next to him.

They were baking fire in this temporary cabin and resting.

"Tomorrow, I will ask the county magistrate and Zhou's surname to see if the iron tools were distributed have arrived." The smile on Shi Shen's face slowly disappeared.

Building a farmer association is a very difficult thing.

Even in Xianyang, even Ying Zheng, even with Ying Zheng and more than 10,000 people, Ying Zheng's construction was not smooth sailing at the beginning.

He still paid a lot of money in exchange for various supplies. It took him a year or two to obtain a prototype.

Nowadays, although there is enough food and theoretically enough manpower in this remote countryside, it is difficult for Quji and others to build a farmer's association.

The first thing is to lack money.

The funds that were pulled out in Xianyang were limited, and the people who received the funds were the most preferred ones, but people like Zhou Jue.

That is, the waiter did not know what Zhou Jue had to deal with, but they knew that when Zhou Jue was needed, this guy would never appear in their sight.

When this guy is not needed, this guy can always go to them to chat with them from various angles and excuses.

Even so, it is still tolerant.

Because Zhou Jue and the others only seized the money at most and did not dare to embezzle them.

However, Xianyang's allocation is gold, one pie and one pie, gold.

Such precious metals are of high value, worth about ten thousand yuan per pound.

But the problem is, that is, what people like the Stone God need is not gold.

They only need gold, only coins.

Most of the villagers below do not recognize gold.

They recognize copper coins!

Qin Banliang with round outside and square inside.

After the money problem, it is the problem of equipment.

The iron tools they use now were shipped from Xianyang and have been in stock over the past few years.

These ironwares are not expensive for sale and they can afford them.

But the problem is that the road transported from Xianyang is long, and the cost is much more expensive than iron tools just for freight and those that people eat and chew on the road.

And the number of tools that can be transported is very limited.

After they built the houses that the villagers needed to live in, they found roads, foundations, woodlands, wild animals, etc. next to the settlement area.

But without tools, should people dig the soil with both hands?

After using iron tools, those stone and wood tools used in the past will find that they cannot be used again.

How to use it, how awkward.

After finally getting rid of people, they convinced them to work with them, but because of the problem of waiting for the equipment, these people scattered into birds and beasts.

There are not many people who are willing to follow the smooth road now.

Although the villagers went to the market to get along with the Shi Shen, they were even grateful to His Majesty the King of Qin who sent someone to improve their lives.

But, in any case, everyone needs life.

To live, you need food, salt, sauce, vegetables, and firewood.

To obtain these, tools are required.

If you don’t have tools, you have to pay.

Now that the money cannot be taken out, it is difficult to make everyone suffer.

It is already a blessing for someone to work with him.

Even if I wait for someone, I can't complain about anything.

After all, the villagers are not wrong.

"Tools, money..." Shi Shen chewed the dragon meat fiercely.

These problems are the biggest problems they are facing now.

Moreover, these two problems cannot be solved with their strength.

"I remember what Your Majesty King Qin told us when he came down?" Quji suddenly said, "I remember what Your Majesty King Qin said, there is something that cannot be solved, you can write to him!"

I looked up at Quji.

The Shi Shen stopped chewing.

They almost forgot that there is still this.

In the past, they didn't know how to recognize words and could write, so they didn't take this matter to heart.

Although I still can’t recognize words and write.

But some simple words can be fumbled and written.

"Do you want to ask sir to write a letter for us?" asked Shi Shen.

He thought for a while and shook his head: "We... shouldn't say anything."
Chapter completed!