Chapter 63

"57.1 kilos!"

"Heavy, heavy!"

Zhao qianju jumped onto the platform quickly, looked at the long line behind him, and said to Wang Tiemu:

"It's half a kilo heavier today. How about Tiemu?"

Wang Tiemu showed him a simple and honest smile:

"Uncle Zhao, I've weighed one kilogram, forty-nine kilos."

Zhao qianju smiled and patted Wang Tiemu on the shoulder:

"It's good to be heavy. It's good to be heavy. People are much stronger these days."

Strange to say.

A few days ago, four new objects called "scales" appeared on the construction site.

Almost every spare time.

There will be a large number of refugees... Oh, no, they are called workers now. A large number of workers will gather in front of the weighing platform.

To see if you are heavier than yesterday.

Zhao qianju is also one of them.

Among them, he can't tell why he likes it - those Chinese people have meat meals all at once. It's impossible not to be fat.

But I just want to weigh it every day.

Seeing the number a little larger than the previous day, I will feel inexplicably happy.

But what makes Zhao qianju happier is that more and more workers are beginning to believe in Chinese people.

At the beginning.

Of the more than 400 workers, only a few believe that these Chinese are harmless.

Because the refugees have experienced too much darkness, they are sensitive to believe people no longer easily.

After all, eating a full meal or two is really nothing - it's hard to say that prisoners on death row have to eat a decapitation meal before beheading.

Who knows if these Chinese people will feed them and what they do?

There is such an evil ceremony as blood sacrifice in this world.

But now a few days have passed.

Almost no one questioned it anymore.

The construction site is full of vitality and vigor.

The reason is simple:

First, the clothes and materials given to them by the Chinese people these days have long exceeded the value of a human life.

The second is

The refugees can feel that these Chinese people are sincerely good to them.

For example, the new "political workers" are warm and friendly.

From time to time, I will ask you whether you are full, whether you have enough clothes, and whether there are other difficulties.

In the evening, I will get together with you and ask you about your past with a small black box.

Some of the other "supervisors" with pipes may be shy because of their personality and don't talk much.

But they never beat or scolded any refugees, and they took the lead in accidents.

For example, when Zhao qianju was carrying bricks the day before yesterday, a young worker nearby suddenly fainted.

After an examination by the Chinese people wearing white coats on the construction site, they said that it was severe anaemic shock and needed blood transfusion treatment.

Almost at the moment this was said,

The migrant workers around all lowered their heads and put on ostriches.

Although they don't understand the principle of blood drawing, they know one reason:

Zhao Xiaowu, who fainted, was human, so he must have lost human blood - are there any more suitable candidates than refugees?

What happened?

More than a dozen supervisors nearby didn't look at the refugees. Without saying a word, they rolled up their sleeves and rushed over, shouting what type of blood I was. One by one, they were more positive. Finally, they were stunned to save the little worker!

From the beginning to the end of the whole thing, none of the hair of the surrounding migrant workers fell off!

Maybe it's because they are similar to Chinese people in appearance.

The poor people in Da Mo have inherited the same character as the Chinese nation - as long as someone gives them food, clothing and warmth and treats them sincerely, they will follow you wholeheartedly.

After several incidents, the migrant workers completely believed in the Chinese people.

On that day, Zhao qianju said, "because they treat us as people.".

It has become a popular saying among the refugees.

Like the fat Wang in the cooking class, because he treats people warmly and has enough food.

Someone even carved him a longevity card and secretly worshipped him every day.

Just when Zhao Qian lifted himself back and was ready to call Wang Tiemu to the construction site.

The big horn at the entrance suddenly sounded:

"Please pay attention to the workers in chixian city. Please pay attention to the workers in chixian city. After hearing this news, gather at the gate of the dormitory immediately.

The salary will be paid in half an hour!

After paying the salary, we will arrange a trip back to Chicheng County!

Repeat... "

As the horn sweeps past.

The crowd in front of the scale was silent for two seconds, and suddenly a burst of cheers broke out.

One by one lost weight, so he pulled up his feet and ran towards the dormitory.

Zhao qianju and Wang Tiemu looked at each other:

"Go, let's go too!"

............

The refugees' dormitory is located in the northwest of the construction site. It is a small building built of light steel skeleton composite color steel plate.

A total of six small building camps have been built, each of which is divided into two floors with 20 dormitories on each floor.

Six small buildings are three to three, with an open space in the middle, which can accommodate nearly 1500 people.

Yes, of course.

As the number of the first batch of refugees is only over 400, only two dormitory buildings have been opened in the camp for accommodation.

At the same time, considering that the migrant workers are new to a strange environment, there may be some group appeal.

So when the camp allocates dormitories.

The classification method of acquaintance first and random insertion second is adopted.

Zhao qianju's dormitory is a typical acquaintance group.

Except Wang Tiemu.

Zhao qianju and the previous pillars, ah Hua, mud, and another refugee named Ye formed a standard six person dormitory.

When Zhao qianju and Wang Tiemu arrived outside the dormitory building, hundreds of migrant workers had gathered in the open space.

Under the guidance of some soldiers and political cadres, these migrant workers orderly formed several square arrays according to their dormitories.

A big table is placed in the middle of the open space, and several Chinese are calculating something.

"Lao Zhao, Tiemu, we're here!"

Hearing the familiar cry, Zhao Qian raised his head and saw the mud and others gathered not far away.

Zhao qianju and Wang Tiemu walked quickly to meet their roommates.

Because he came late, Zhao qianju was worried about missing any notice, so he asked:

"Mud, did the Chinese say how to get the money?"

The mud nodded, pointed to a political work cadre not far away and said:

"Political commissar Huang said that he would go up to get the money according to the dormitory number later.

Our dormitory number is 208, building 3. It's our turn to shout 3208. "

Then the mud lowered its voice and said:

"But I heard... Those Chinese people don't seem to send copper, but paper money."

"Paper money?"

After all, Zhao qianju was also a tailor and had a wide experience: "is it the certificate of the ticket number? The kind of Hongtong cabinet shop opened by Wei in the city?"

The mud shook his head: "I don't know."

Just as everyone guessed, a man in the middle of the venue suddenly picked up his horn:

"Fellow villagers and workers, we are going to start paying our own wages now!

The money we gave you this time is called Huaxia money, which is a kind of paper money.

You may not have seen this kind of money before, but please rest assured.

We have reached an agreement with the Wei family that this currency can be used in all industries under the Wei family's name in the city.

Standing next to me is the housekeeper of Wei Lianzhang Wei of the Wei family. There must be many people who know him. He can guarantee what I say.

In addition, we also set up a life supermarket in chixian city. You can use Huaxia coins to purchase all kinds of materials in the supermarket!

Well, now I call out the name of the dormitory, please come up and get your salary!

First, 1101! "