After the whole sect traveled to ancient times, I led the rebellion

“Is this cement?”

"Correct."

Wanqi Ziye directed the workers to spread cement on the gravel.

"Dad, don't underestimate this thing. The cement road will be passable in about two days."

"Oh?"

Bei Mingzi watched with great interest for a while.

It was not until Wanqi Ziye got off work that she chose to leave with him.

“Are all the roads in Anping paved with cement?”

"Yes, the cement road is very easy to walk on. It is flat and not dusty."

Bei Mingzi was middle-aged and had a strong desire for knowledge. He waited until the cement road was almost solidified and then came to this road again.

Bei Mingzi stepped on the ground and felt it was solid. When she touched it with her hand, it was as hard as stone.

Bei Mingzi looked here and there, and even Mu Qing couldn't help but look over here.

"What is cement made of?"

“It’s mostly calcium oxide and silicon dioxide.”

Wanqi Ziye blurted out.

After he said this, he suddenly realized something:

"Dad, you'll understand when you take chemistry class. These are all basic knowledge of first-year chemistry."

Bei Mingzi rarely had her son show off his knowledge.

This Anping is indeed very different from what he had imagined.

After a part of the cement road was paved, Mu Qing took one-tenth of the Mohist disciples and left Beiyang for Anping.

She did not take all the people away. Beiyang also needed talents, and its technology tree needed more Mohist disciples to light up.

This group of Mohist disciples will go first, and several groups will be brought over later. For those who are willing to stay in Beiyang, Mu Qing will provide water wheels, windmills and other drawings.

Let these tools that benefit the people be produced as soon as possible and used in Beiyang.

Bei Mingzi, Wanqi Zixi and others left Beiyang.

When passing through Nanwan, the bandits in Nanwan were pacified and the lives of the people here became relatively stable.

They looked at the passing silver-armored soldiers and Mu Qing and others in the carriage, and saluted silently from the bottom of their hearts.

"Master Mu is leaving?"

"Yeah, these past two months have been like a dream. I never thought that there would be someone to take care of us in South Bay."

"Who says it's not true? We in Nanwan have made great progress. If it weren't for the silver-armored soldiers, I'm afraid the city would have been breached that day."

"I won't be afraid anymore. We in Nanwan are also blessed by the gods."

……

Mu Qing's team gradually went away.

When they were about to reach Anping, Li Fei was eating white rice with relish at a mine near Anping.

"Boss, why is the food in Anping so delicious? The white flour buns are so soft and fragrant, they are absolutely amazing!"

Dadao dipped the steamed bun in the minced meat and took a bite. The fresh, spicy minced meat and the steaming hot steamed bun blended together. He felt that the steamed bun was too delicious.

"Don't call me boss, it's not decent."

Li Fei scolded, and although his words were full of opposition, there was no trace of anger in them.

He squatted on a stone, picking up shredded pork with chopsticks. The shredded pork was fried in soy sauce and the soup was rich. It was also very fragrant when mixed with rice.

Li Fei ate the shredded pork, savoring the flavor carefully. He squinted his eyes and moved his teeth slowly:

"We are all good citizens now. We should change this title as soon as possible. What's the point of being the boss? Call me Brother Fei from now on. We will live a good life from now on."

"Okay, Brother Fei."

He swallowed the sword whole, his words slurring.

"Speaking of which, those migrant soldiers were too hard-working. It was our Brother Fei who was really good. If it weren't for Brother Fei's efforts, we would have dug the most ore this week, and the meat wouldn't have been ours to eat."

"Yeah, it's the first time I saw them so fierce. I almost couldn't beat them."

Li Fei's eyes circled around the refugee soldiers who were eating in the distance:

"After all, he was a soldier before, how can he not be fierce?"

"This mine is so good, I don't even want to leave. I have food to eat and I can get paid. Brother Fei, do you think we should stay here after our service is over in a few days?"

"Why wait? Think about it, the mines have such good treatment. Why can't the three of us do something after we get out? Teacher Mi likes to drag his feet when teaching. He spent three classes to teach the story of Sun Wukong's three fights with the White Bone Demon."

"Yes, I really want to know whether Sun Wukong won the fight or not."

Dajian smiled foolishly beside him.

Li Fei rolled his eyes at the two of them:

"Don't think about listening to Journey to the West and learning Chinese characters in the mine. We can just read it ourselves when we get out."

"That's right, Big Boss... Brother Fei is so awesome."

On Li Fei's side, the sound of Dadao Dajian was so loud that many people heard it.

Especially this time, the "migrant army" was no match for Li Fei's group.

They were once members of the refugee army and thought about leaving, but after just one day they were tied down by the food at the mine.

As the saying goes, if you want to win a person's heart, you have to win his stomach.

There is enough food at the mine. Mining is a bit hard, but there is food to eat.

Luo Hu and Wang Guang were spies sent by Chen Shui to Anping to gather information.

At first, Wang Guang insisted on his own opinion because his wife and daughter were still in Guangsha. Although he was moved by Yang Ming's persuasion, he did not hand over the information about the refugee army.

Luo Hu was alone, so he handed over the information without waiting for Yang Ming to persuade him.

Now they have been staying in the mines in Mingde County, Anping for a long time.

Luo Hu admitted his mistakes, was proactive in his attitude and worked efficiently, so his original sentence was reduced to 25 years. In addition, due to his high ideological awareness, his sentence was gradually reduced. Now he only needs to serve another eight years before he can be released.

Wang Guang was depressed all day long.

Until the news came that Anping had defeated Shucheng.

Chen Shui died, and Wang Gui also died.

The refugee army was completely defeated.

When Wang Guang first heard the news, he felt complicated. He was relieved that Chen Shui was dead, but at the same time, he was worried about his wife and daughter.

After a few days, he was in a daze. Luo Hu told him that if he was really worried about his wife and daughter, he could ask the instructor. The instructors in the mine were very nice people. Many of them were young kids who were still in school. Sometimes they would come once a week to give them a lecture and then go back the next day.

Wang Guang listened to it and started to work hard. He was the most enthusiastic learner in the classes at the mine.

It was because of this hard work that Wang Guang became closer to his teacher, and he also asked him to keep an eye on the news about his wife and daughter.

When he learned that his wife went to work in a factory to earn money to support the family, he wished he could get out as soon as possible. Later, he heard from his teacher that the job of female workers in textile factories was very popular, and Wang Guang was no longer so worried.

Luo Hu looked at Li Fei and others over there with envy:

"I should have known better than to join the refugee army. It would have been much better to go to South Bay and become a bandit. They will be able to leave in a few days, but we still have several years to go."

"That's because they haven't killed anyone. If they did, they wouldn't be serving time but serving a sentence like us."

Wang Guang actively learned a lot of things in class, for example, he had never killed anyone, but the former refugee army had committed all kinds of evil and committed too many crimes.

Wang Guang knew that he had to endure it, but as he ate the rice and thought about his wife outside, he felt hopeful about his life.