The wind roared, and a large cloud of burning clouds could be seen in the sky.

The river is turbulent and hits the shore, and the water in this village has not even fallen.

An old man in Changjin Village wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, pinched his thighs hard, and said, "Repair, you must repair it. Three years ago, the flood was flooded, and our village was half flooded. Oh, don't forget how miserable everyone was at that time."

Everyone was silent for a moment and nodded one after another.

Gu Xiang wiped the slight sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, she is really good at speaking now.

Now she is really grateful for her various working careers when she was studying. It was this "miserable" career that she wanted to have at that time, which taught her how to deal with people.

Otherwise, with her social phobia symptoms and her brain that is always half a beat slow, I'm afraid that she will only squat at home and will stumbling whenever she communicates with strangers.

This is not the first time Gu Xiang is doing the work of supervising the work and directing everyone to repair the dike. He is also very familiar with the task at this time.

Moreover, with the Snow Eagle, one person can not only match ten people, but ten people can do things that one day without a single day. The Snow Eagle can achieve one person with one sword in a moment.

Gu Xiang sat on the bluestone under the tree, looked up and saw the snow eagle suddenly rushing to the hillside next to him, and with a sword, the sky roared and rained stones rumbling.

"ah!"

"immortal!"

The villagers by the river were shocked.

"cough."

Gu Xiang pressed his eyebrows.

Seeing the villagers stagnant and didn't remember to do work for a while, Gu Xiang couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that Xueying was too powerful and not all a good thing.

It seems that it will take some time to make the village laborers calmly adapt and "use" the snow eagle's abilities.

"But no matter what, three hours are enough."

Gu Xiang looked down at the various formulas listed on the ground, then picked up the booklet, looked at the densely written plans on it, and calculated it in a general way, feeling that he was trying his best to calculate the time. As long as there were no natural disasters and man-made disasters, the disaster in Changjin Village could be safely passed.

Sure enough, the villagers were shocked for a while, and were cheerful, and they worked hard one by one.

If the villagers were a little hesitant about Gu Xiang's words at the beginning, and were a little perfunctory when working. Seeing that people like Xueying were so obedient, they immediately felt that Gu Xiang's words were all golden words, and every word was worth listening to by everyone.

The water retreated little by little.

Various fish, shrimp, crabs, clams and other aquatic products on the ground were mixed in the mud and sand.

Many children came to pick up all the fish and shrimps, but most of the others were not allowed. Many villagers didn’t like crabs and clams, and they didn’t know how to eat them. Not only did they taste fishy and not good, but they would also hurt their stomachs.

Gu Xiang glanced at him and simply borrowed a basin to raise the fish, shrimp, crabs and clams and spit out the sand.

There is a trench by the river, so I can easily set up a stove. I cook clam soup in one pot, steam crabs in one pot, steam clams in one pot, and grill fish and shrimps when the stones are heated.

Gu Xiang was not very attentive, most of the time he was on the river bank, and only half of his time was on the stove.

Only she brought enough seasonings and threw dried peppers onto the stone slab. The spicy taste spreads with the wind with the delicious taste of clams. The villagers working on the river couldn't help but look at each other.

Gu Xiang smiled and said, "Today I borrowed flowers to offer Buddha. Everyone has no wages. Eating fish and shrimps given by Dahe is not a waste of work."

The fragrance was everywhere, and the white air was simmering. Even the noisy sound of the rolling river water was noisy, but everyone felt their hearts opened and their whole body was comfortable.

Gu Xiang kneaded the noodles directly and baked several oily pancakes with shrimp oil on the stone slab.

If you want to say that the umami tastes fresh, the villagers who worked hard to rush on the river smelled it, but when the oil cake came out, the laborers were not just greedy. At that moment, everyone seemed to have seen the most beautiful and happiest time in their lives.

Gu Xiang has always believed that meat or fish are all good things. Now the people are short of meat, so they are naturally greedy.

But what makes people feel very happy is the grains and cereals, which are serious carbohydrates.

Of course, so are oil and water.

If there is a fat piece of lard at this moment, everyone will feel it will be even more fragrant.

"Everyone rest and do it?"

Gu Xiang looked at the sky and said with a smile.

Hum, the villagers didn't have to say the second sentence, but hurriedly gathered around them, and many people's eyes were full of green light.

Gu Xiang quickly cut the cakes, cut them into the size of a palm, wrapped them with reed leaves, handed them to the villagers in turn: "There are no bowls and chopsticks now. You want to go home to get them, or you can just keep the pot and eat them. It's okay to use these reed leaves as plates. Don't forget to use public chopsticks..."

This time, everyone was not in a hurry to eat meat, so they just raised the oil cake and took it into their mouths. Many people couldn't help but shed tears when they entered the mouth. It was so fragrant.

Everyone held the cake in his mouth, licked his lips, looked at each other, and suddenly they stood up and ran home.

Everyone came not only to get the dishes, but to help the elderly and the young to eat together.

Many villagers carried their father and mother directly over.

This is true for everyone, and no one takes advantage of anyone but suffers.

Gu Xiang: "...so filial."

She was going to be moved.

“By the way.”

The old man who knows the best in the village suddenly remembered, "Where are those thieves' grandsons, why did we forget them!"

Many villagers immediately looked full of resentment and anger. They turned around and looked around. Even the cakes in their hands were not so delicious.

"Those grandsons ran to the mountains, but they would be caught and sacrificed to the river god, otherwise we would not be able to get out of here."

Gu Xiang also served himself a bowl of clam soup, and while drinking it slowly, he asked casually: "What happened?"

"The river embankment is the foreigner. No, those foreigner tourists destroyed us."

The old man snorted and reached out to pull out his grandson, "Come and talk to the noble man."

His young grandson was fourteen or fifteen years old, with agile eyes and a smart and clever eyes. When he mentioned this, he showed a little fear: "Just last night, I went to the entrance of the village to catch cicadas. I saw a few guests from other villages. A man who looked like a scholar insisted on taking a young lady away. Some people wanted to stop him, so he started a conflict. I didn't care at the time. After catching the cicadas for a while, I sat down on the side of the road to rest. I happened to hear a foreigner talking in the grass, saying that he wanted to dig a river embankment or something. I was a little sleepy at the time. I didn't hear it seriously, and I just thought I had heard it wrong."

The little grandson showed a strong expression of regret on his face.
Chapter completed!