Ten Mile Room

Lian Yanzi thought that he would encounter a fierce battle with the undead.

After all, the thousands of years of undead are no easier to deal with than those fresh undead on the east coast. Most of them have elementary animal abilities.

is a big trouble!

But before he could make a move, the giant jumped up to stop him. He would never allow anyone to harm their poor ancestors in any way.

Even if they have been dead for thousands of years, even if these are dangerous undead.

That was also his ancestor, his ancestral spirit.

Under Guanshan Ali's strong obstruction, the so-called altar was built in vain, and the new dungeon excavation project encountered obstacles again and was delayed indefinitely.

Everyone was in a bad mood and dispersed hastily. Lian Yanzi and the two ancient witches returned to Zhongzhou, and Jiang Gezi returned to Laosanxiang with the IOU for compensation from Guanshan Ali.

It seems that Fourth Brother Duan and the others have to pay for their new machinery first and clean it up by themselves.

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But Fourth Brother Duan and the others believe that their master, they will be able to get back the maintenance fee sooner or later, it's just a matter of time.

But Jiang Gezi didn't tell these people, you just have to wait!Because, that giant is a rare poor man who can even patch his pants!

That's right!Ali Guanshan is very poor, very poor, extremely poor!

For every penny he earned in the past, he had to buy daily necessities in the outside world and send them back to his hometown to help the tribe.

Now, he still needs more, more money, to take out the remains of his ancestors properly, put them all in burials, and please return them to the Gauk people's protection area.

This is another large sum of money, not hundreds of thousands, so don't even think about it.

Therefore, in addition to being a poor ghost, he will still be a poor ghost with foreign debts.

Of course, it was Yu Dongchi who surprised Jiang Gezi the most.

Thousands of years later, Guanshan Ali, as a descendant, asked to collect the remains of his ancestors, but Yu Dongchi agreed without saying a word.

And all the local bureaucrats, and even the citizens of Changhui County who were watching, felt that this was a matter of course.

Because that is his ancestor, he should go back to his ancestral grave.

Even if Yu Dongchi's Changhui renovation project was postponed, even if he was losing money every day, he still respected the opinions of Guanshan Ali and Gao Keren.

In the end, Jiang Gezi thought, um... Maybe it's only natural for Gale to do this.

The behavior of Guan Shan Ali is in line with the three moral views of this place.

In this way, in order to save money, Guan Shan Ali summoned his tribe.At the end of autumn, Changhui County suddenly had thousands of tall, poorly dressed barefoot giants who couldn't even wear cloth shoes.

Jiang Gezi had imagined being poor, but he didn't know that people could be so poor.

Can get mixed up to the point where the whole clan doesn't even have a pair of decent shoes.What is the life of the Gaoke people like?

Those giants came on foot, crossing mountains and rivers, and camped together in Longzhaoao. Except for going to and from the city center every day, selling vegetables and buying rice, they walked alone, and never had excessive communication with the citizens of Changhui.

Moreover, what they buy is the worst flour and the worst daily necessities.

Moreover, Jiang Gezi also saw the largest giant pot that he had seen in two lifetimes.

Thirty river pigeons could be put in that pot, and fifty buckets of water had to be added to fill it up.

Those giants had to make ten pots of soup for each meal, and each person had to have at least five soup pot-sized multigrain buns to be considered half full.

And more than 1000 giants eat and drink every day, and spend whatever they want every day, which is Guanshan Ali's salary for one month.

They all make poles, and there is really no one who can be as impoverished as Guanshan Ali.

Oh, one thing needs to be mentioned.

About those undead.

Those undead above their heads who are honest and look at their children and grandchildren busy with kindness.

Ever since Ali prayed to the ancestors in Guanshan and told them to take them to the living area of ​​the Gaoke people, they miraculously stopped making noise.

It's so good now!

Sometimes it helps!

They are all floating around the scene, and sometimes their descendants can't find a whole set of skeletons. If a few pieces are missing, they just need to chatter a few words in the air, and some skeletons will jump out of the corners and join the skeletons.

As an old Piao Piao who has lived for thousands of years, he has the ability to move things.

Going home is a big deal, if you lose a piece or something, it’s not good!

As the days passed, Guan Shan Ali gained a new reputation in a certain circle in Changqing Mountain.

Borrowing maniac!Borrowing madman... There is nothing he doesn't borrow!

Everyone is avoiding him now.

Although those Gaoke people only eat two meals a day, each time it is only pickled vegetable soup with a few mixed noodles.

However, Guanshan Ali could no longer support his own people.

Early this morning, Jiang Gezi came to Longzhuaoao again, and at the same time he brought a half truck of old clothes, daily necessities, and dozens of sacks of grain donated by residents of Laosanxiang.

The old neighbor loves his house very much for Gan Zi, who is also the master of Gan Zi.

Even if Jiang Gezi didn't say anything, Uncle Huang also organized a donation ceremony, trying his best to make his family's grandfather look good.

After unloading the truck, Jiang Gezi put the [-] check that he had prepared earlier into the hands of Guan Shan Ali.

Early winter is coming, and these giants also need to buy simple building materials to build some houses that can avoid the cold. They also need to buy some cheap stoves to burn the cheapest energy for heating...

You can't just see him, Guan Shan Ali, stumbling into Jiang Gezi's territory like this.

Guan Shan Ali took the check a little awkwardly, and when he saw the number on it, his expression was a little startled.

Even His Highness only gave two thousand guan.

The local finances are poor, and only five hundred guan are allocated.

He has borrowed thousands of guan, until now, people will hide from him when they see him, and there is nothing left to borrow.

He originally wanted to go to the bank for a loan.But, what is he going to take out at home as collateral?

There is only one protected area left for the Gauks.

That piece of land is not for sale.

The giant was so moved, he said dully, "It's...too much."

Jiang Gezi raised his hand and patted his elbow indifferently.

He can't reach his shoulders.

"Forget it! Everyone is a pole. You can't let outsiders see the joke. You can take them through this winter safely, and when spring comes, they will be fine... What do you think?"

Guan Shan Ali's hand holding the check trembled a little, and he had been in the system for half his life.

But he was hanging around, not to mention that he had no savings, and he couldn't even afford the cheapest embalming urn for fifty renminbi.

Thousands of clansmen eat and drink here, and any day is a waste of dozens of pens... He is really, really can't bear it anymore, and now half of the family is hungry.

The giant blinked its big eyes, and the eye sockets were a little sore.

He felt tired a few days ago, but now he is moved and sad.

He couldn't help thinking of the few meat pots in front of the old stage.

When will his people be able to eat meat in a cauldron?

Jiang Gezi is the most shameful person to cry, and he has considerable sympathy for what happened to the Gaoke people.

Just like the history books say, regardless of the regime management, as long as there are a minority, they will always be bullied.

Be it the slave era or the feudal era, even in this era, is there no discrimination?

They are also human beings, so why are Gaokes not allowed to enter all sports events?

Outbacks would never rank Gorks as their equal human beings.

Perhaps because of the fear of the unknown?Or do you feel that they are dangerous?

Even if the law recognizes all their rights, the hearts of the people have to draw a circle to exclude this poor race.

In Gale, more than 90.00% of the middle and higher schools do not recruit Gauk people.

There are many reasons for the refusal, one of the weirdest is that the Gaokes are too tall and huge, and they didn't prepare such a big student bed...

The human beings outside reject the Gaokes, but the Gaokes are also rejecting the outside world.

They didn't dare to come out, saying that they were afraid of being bullied!

On the cliff, dozens of barefoot, young Gao Ke teenagers climbed on the half of the wall like apes. They were using simple tools to dig out the ancestors from the inside and outside of the mountain all at once. skeleton.

Adult Gaokes were unable to operate on the cliff because of their weight, so they had to find underage, light-weight little Gaokes to work.

Those bones have grown into one body with the rock, so the youngsters have to be extra careful during the whole process of taking the bones, just like a carver is carving a work carefully,

There is no protective rope on the boy, and he may only eat one meal a day recently, but there is still no child who is lazy.

Gaoke people are also a very self-disciplined and hardworking race!

Seeing these children, Jiang Gezi's heart softened again, so he patted Guan Shan Ali's elbow again and said:

"I said, Guan Shan, your house... this project can't be completed in a year or a half. Why don't you arrange half of the people to go out to find a job and leave half of the people here to stay. Life is going to go on, you said yes Is it? The winter that I saw is coming, look at them... they all live in such cloth tents, and some people don't even have a tent... When the cold wind blows from the Evergreen Mountains, at that time , your life is even more difficult."

Guan Shan Ali sniffed, and for the convenience of speaking, he sat cross-legged on the ground, lowered his head and tried to meet Jiang Gezi's eyes, and said helplessly, "Jiang Ganzi, you... I know your kindness, but the employment of local people Opportunities belong to the locals, Gaoke people... If you go out to find a job, I'm afraid it will touch the interests of many people..."

A Gaoke person is worth ten ordinary people, so what about the remaining ten local ordinary people?

This is a contradiction!

"You care about them so much..."

"Grandpa Pole!"

Naime Naime's call came from the cork forest behind her.

Because they were all poles, Jiang Gezi and Guan Shan Ali turned their heads to look at them.

Then Jiang Gezi laughed.

There is no way not to laugh!

It was a little girl of Gao Ke who was wearing a white embroidered national dress that had been washed.

That person's appearance is really very sweet, with black horn braids, big eyes and pink cheeks, at most seven or eight years old, with baby fat all over his face...

However, her height is at least 1.7 meters and more than ten centimeters!

The baby came running over with a huge bamboo basket on her back. When she walked up to Guan Shan Ali, she immediately hugged his thigh and said coquettishly, "Grandpa Ganzi, I found so many, so many." Guoguo, and mushrooms, the baskets are full!"

She proudly shook her "little" pannier.

Guan Shan Ali stroked her hair lovingly and praised: "Oh, it's really full! Cai Cai is really amazing!"

After finishing speaking, he smiled and said to Jiang Gezi: "This is Cai Cai, the cutest little lark in our family, come Cai Cai, call him Uncle Grandpa."

A lark with a height of more than 1.7 meters is really enough.

Cai Cai obediently called her uncle.

Jiang Gezi groped around in embarrassment, and finally found a few pieces of candy that had been put on the game warehouse interface at some point.

After taking out these candies and handing them to Cai Cai, Jiang Gezi went out and placed them in his hands, why did he feel a bit shabby?

He found another difference, the hands of the Gaokes were also surprisingly big!

The little guy's eyes lit up, he thanked her very cherishedly, then he clenched his fists and happily ran to the cauldron, found her father, peeled off the candy and put one in his mouth.

She also asked in a childish voice: "Father! Is it sweet?"

Jiang Gezi looked at her and smiled, "Cai Cai is very cute."

After hearing this, Guan Shan Ali nodded in agreement.

After spending the whole morning in Longzhaoao, Jiang Gezi returned to Laosan Alley with two or three soup pot-sized steamed grains.

In fact, after seeing Guanshan Ali and his people today, Jiang Gezi realized that a pole is good or bad, depending on who it is compared with.

He really sent someone to Guan Shan Ali far away.

So he has to work harder.

For my old neighbors!

In the afternoon, Jiang Gezi sat in the tea booth, took out Hua Xiaoshan's family's inheritance brochure, and seriously wrote his own name under Hua Xiaoshan's grandfather's name.

He must be the oldest.

After filling out the inheritance brochure, Jiang Gezi also wrote a letter to Yu Dongchi, applying for [-] art conference qualifications for his old neighbor.

Out of unwillingness to owe favors, he marked the entrance to the dungeon as a thank you for returning the favors.

In this way, when his letterhead was sent out, he received [-] copies of the art conference qualification form the next day, as well as a letter of inquiry about Yu Dongchi's upcoming visit.

Jiang Gezi looked at Zhou Songchun who was waiting for the news, and said with a smile, "It's not easy! After so long, your family is finally looking like a man."

I know to ask myself if I can come and visit.

Zhou Songchun also laughed, and then he turned his head and began to look seriously at this small tea pavilion with strong earth characteristics.

After looking around, he praised: "I heard from them a long time ago that your tea pavilion is unique, and now I finally see it! Mr. Jiude said, what you do here is quite ingenious, which is enough to borrow, frame and add scenery. It is comparable to the stagnant spring restaurant in the Golden Palace."

Jiang Gezi picked up the pen, wrote a reply seriously, and said with a smile: "I'm messing around. It's not unique, but it's quite comfortable to pass the time. There are tea and bowls in the drawer over there. You cook it yourself." .”

Zhou Songchun shook his hand, turned his face and said sincerely: "No! Don't say that, I have seen many gardens in these years... This is the first time I have seen your style. It turns out that you can combine the original nature, Putting it together in such a random way... Such a strange beauty, this is definitely a top-notch garden design! I said, Lord Ganzi, if the small village under the mountain in my scene is cleaned up, I will invite it anyway. You also design a pavilion like this."

Jiang Gezi didn't raise his head, but responded happily: "Success, just give me the money! I love money as much as my life now... Seeing Guanshan Ali, I feel that if my third son passes by in the future... If I become like him, I might as well die..."

"Don't underestimate yourself. The actual situation Guanshan Ali is facing is different from yours. After all, Gaoke people belong to a minority group. In fact...in the poles outside, you are already a very good one. .”

Zhou Songchun's tone was sincere.

But Jiang Gezi didn't understand after hearing what he said.

Where can the pole be the worst?At most, don't care about business, just like him before, don't set rules?

He put down the pen, folded the letter paper, put it in the envelope, sealed it with wax, and asked Zhou Songchun sideways: "Can you... tell me how they live?"

Jiang Gezi wanted to know how poles like him live their lives, how do they balance their ten-mile jurisdiction, and how do they take care of their subjects?

Zhou Songchun took the letterhead from the table and carefully put it in his arms, then sat on the wooden bench and said, "You mean those poles?"

"Yes, I would like to know how they make poles. After all, it is impossible to rely on inheritance. My root is separated from the next generation. This is a modern society, and some situations are still not applicable."

"That's right... Those poles..." Zhou Songchun's tone slowly eased, he organized for a long time, and then said in a very cautious tone: "To tell you the truth, they are not yet able to manage the territories well. Pole, in fact, it is not a pole! Now... 70.00% of the poles are considered... dead."

Hearing the words, Jiang Gezi froze slightly, and asked in disbelief, "Dead?"

Man or pole?

Zhou Songchun nodded: "Yes, even if they are direct bloodlines, they can't get inheritance. We have checked their poles with instruments, and most of them have no signs of life. They are all horizontal poles! We also tried to activate them, but it's a pity... I'm afraid it won't work, oh! His Highness said that in the future, a pole museum will be established in Changhui, and if there is income at that time, it can help the descendants of these poles."

Hearing this, Jiang Gezi could only nod regretfully: "Oh, then...what about the rest?"

"The rest, also belong to the scope of indescribable."

"Oh?"

"A good part of them are far away from the crowd, guarding their own place and don't want to go out. They don't even want their subjects, and... this kind of people are somewhat hostile to... heh~ towards us."

Jiang Gezi laughed when he heard the words: "Then you can't blame them! After all, you have persecuted them before, why? Now you are labeling others with the righteousness of the country?"

"Hat button?"

"I do not know?"

Zhou Songchun nodded.

Jiang Gezi raised his face and smiled, and it took him a long time before he said: "You have single-handedly led the plan to slaughter the poles, classifying them as false kings and treating them as traitors! Then... because the times don't need it, you abandoned the poles... Now that you need them, you will bring hats weighing about a thousand catties to others one by one, and those hats say, country! Nation! Great righteousness! In fact, before you put hats on them, you should wear them yourself, okay? Let’s feel how it feels first? Guan Shan Ali’s monthly income of sixty is your sincerity? You’re lying to ghosts!”

Speaking of this, Jiang Gezi looked at Zhou Songchun angrily and said, "Why did you say everything? Why do you need to row for any reason? Didn't you do the death of the pole? Just like mine ...Its former owner, because of resentment, basically gave up the inheritance..."

The privet tree above the head trembled, as if crying.

Zhou Songchun looked apologetic, and it took him a long time to say: "I'm sorry! I can only say... It didn't find you in the end, and this... It was also arranged by Mother Earth. It's fate, Jiang Ganzi."

Jiang Gezi spread his hands: "So, I don't like people like you, and I can't label you. You are pushing the truth to God again."

Zhou Songchun was so blocked that he had nothing to say. After a few seconds, he took a breath and asked tentatively, "Then...if you were us, what would you do?"

Jiang Gezi said with a snort, "I don't take your salary, so why should I consider it for you? That's your business... I..."

Holding up those qualification sheets, he sighed a little worriedly and said, "Tell me, which art qualification should I get?"

Zhou Songchun breathed a sigh of relief. He stood up, walked over and looked through it for a while, and finally he eliminated all the dynamic art categories, leaving the static art category qualification list and handing it to Jiang Gezi, saying:

"Some time ago, you seem to have been playing with the camera. How about this! You can try to be a photography artist, and the tea pavilion you designed is also good, and you can also include this tea pavilion in your portfolio. If I were a judge, I would give You did."

Jiang Gezi touched the wooden pillars of the tea pavilion and said, "This is also okay?"

Zhou Songchun said affirmatively: "Of course! This is a great work of yours that is full of aura and can win at least a silver medal, allowing you to directly enter the industry and skip the apprenticeship period!"

After speaking, he looked at the surrounding construction site with regret, thinking to himself.

If there is no construction here, when the natural colors of all the old blocks complement this tea pavilion, this work is enough to win a gold medal.

Anyway, he had never seen such a good garden design before.

It's strange to say that people don't even remove the bark so casually, he just sits in it casually.

It felt like this place nourished his heart, and his comfortable pores were opened.

That day, Mr. Jiude is said to have written a new movement because of this pavilion.

After the old man came back, he told everyone that the tea pavilion in Laosan Lane is a garden work with a sense of openness.

Moreover, it has a touch of inspiration, as long as you sit in it, feel it quietly, and experience it, you can find unprecedented inspiration.

There is no place in that place that does not conform to the aesthetics of the Eastern Continent...

In the end, he said that Jiang Ganzi, who built the pavilion, had enough artistic talent, and it was a pity that he didn't study systematically.

Later they said that the biological father of the pole was originally a designer.

When Mr. Jiude heard about Master Ganzi's life experience, he was angry and sad at first, and then made another song. He planned to exchange the tune for Master Ganzi's tea when he came next time.

Jiang Gezi couldn't hear Yu Dongchi's thoughts, but he wouldn't refute after hearing it.

This is all too normal.

You know, this wild way of building tea pavilions can be found in any scenic spot in Dahuaxia.

Its origin comes from the aesthetics of the Chinese people for thousands of years.

The aesthetics of the Gaelic Orientals also has the roots of the Chinese Orientals, but the aesthetic development of the two sides is different.

Gaels seem to like things that are particularly large. The bigger and bigger the works, the more artistic they feel.

Probably because there are many landlords here? .

Who knows!

Jiang Gezi can imagine that since they like natural, elegant and casual tea pavilions, such as the tea Zen of China in the earth, there are all kinds of specious and interesting ones, such as Zen in Zen, air in air, flowers in clouds, and flowers in water. Yue's kind, full of oriental artistic techniques are displayed.

At that time, how shocking can they be?

Of course, that is for the future.

Jiang Gezi asked Zhou Songchun again: "Then? If the producer of the work is not available, can he still participate?"

Zhou Songchun asked him with some concern: "You mean?"

Jiang Gezi carefully selected a static art qualification form from the form, picked up a pen very seriously, and filled in Lian Yanzi's name, residence address...

While writing, he also said: "That silly swallow in my family has always wanted to be a photographer! Now, while I have the opportunity, I want to fix him up!"

Zhou Songchun was tangled in his heart, and the muscles on his face began to tremble violently.He didn't dare to persuade, so he could only protest in his heart.

At this moment, he hated himself very much, why did he rush to deliver the letter.

If that person became a photographer, the Golden Palace might be in chaos.At that time, will His Majesty kill him?

When he thought of an ancient witch, with a camera on his back, long unruly hair, and a convertible off-road pan-powered car, galloping in the wilderness, his heart... broke.

I'm sorry for the motherland!I caused trouble for you old man!

That's Master Wu!He can't be an art photographer!

Master Ganzi, please let the witches of our Golden Palace go!

Wouldn't it be nice for you to be a small pole with peace of mind?

Crying in his heart, it took Zhou Songchun a long time to ask Jiang Gezi with difficulty: "Then... what about you?"

When Jiang Gezi heard him ask this question, his expression immediately became a little smug.

He looked around, reached out to pick up a pencil on the table, opened Hua Xiaoshan's toolbox at home, took out the smallest knife tip, inserted it into the handle, and started to scratch at the pencil tip with his head down.

While rowing and pulling, he also boasted triumphantly.

"Did you know that Lao Tzu is a born great miniature master! En!"

Zhou Songchun looked at the bragging banner behind him, and said dryly, "Oh!"

As long as you are happy, I don't want to say anything anyway.

After a while, Jiang Gezi finished his work triumphantly, and after blowing on the pencil end, he handed the pencil end to Zhou Songchun and said, "Return that letter to me, you give this to Yu Dongchi, and ask him to read it with a magnifying glass! "

Zhou Songchun took the pencil with a masked face, held it high, and left Laosanxiang with heavy steps.

He swore he would never come again.

Jiang Gezi watched his back and whistled happily.

While blowing, he kept praising himself in his heart.

oops!There is really no way, he is destined to be a great artist!In this world, there are not many smart people like him!

He is the destined son, Jiang Batian, right?

He has discovered in the past few days that if he switches his eyes to the game vision, any item in reality can be infinitely enlarged.

Yes! It's exactly what you think. In the game, open the map and zoom in the perspective, and the map will continue to expand.

If Jiang Gezi wanted to, he could enlarge the pencil tip at least eighty times.

oops!Congratulations, Mr. Ganzi, he has finally found his way as an artist.

That night, Yu Dongchi took a high-power magnifying glass and took a picture of the pencil tip. He was surprised at first, and then he couldn't laugh or cry.

On the tip of the pencil was engraved a sentence:

It's okay for people to come, kill for life, and pay for meals early!