Fantasy: I am in the desert, but the system lets me be the city lord

Goldsmiths make abrasive tools in the inn.

Carpenters are building toilets.

Qin Erdan is farming.

Luo Ning is preparing breakfast.

It seems that I have nothing to do?

When he first traveled through time, Zhou Lin could lie down and never sit down.

Can sit never stand.

If you don't move, you just sit on the sand with your buttocks.

But now, after being free, he actually panicked?
"Huangsha City has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!"

Zhou Lin muttered and looked around.

The Lord's Mansion is in ruins.

"How about I study the drawings and draw the palace!"

"It doesn't matter anything else, the building of the lord's mansion that the system says is a pit!"

"However, these workers live in ten-story buildings, why should I build a Swan Castle?"

"Otherwise, the sun is blocked, so what if I can't dry my underwear?"

The White House and the Louvre are only big, with magnificent designs, but their height is not enough.

Zhou Lin made a decision immediately.

After doing something, Zhou Lin suddenly felt online, entered the room and began to write and draw.

Luo Ning in the corridor cast a look of admiration in her eyes.

"The lord is really diligent, and he is busy with the yellow sand collar again!"

"If father and king could have made such progress, how could Lou Fu Kingdom have disappeared overnight 20 years ago?"

"My lord, although Luo Ning can't share your worries, at least she can do what she can..."

Zhou Lin immersed himself in painting.

He made a batch of drawing tools by himself.

It can be understood by looking at the ruler and triangle ruler.

But the key is the compasses, which shocked Luo Ning into a heaven!

Two chopsticks tied together can draw such a round circle!

Zhou Lin, who was immersed in it, didn't know that he drew a circle casually, and Luo Ning was stunned.

It wasn't until the cool wind hit, carrying a faint scent, that he raised his head in surprise.

And it just so happened that he also drew the final touch on the appearance.

"Luo Ning, how about looking at this palace?"

A sense of pride rose in Zhou Lin's heart.

In the previous life, Lao Tzu was a house slave.

In this life, I have a house of my own design!
Unique in this world!
but.

anyway.

Am I allowed to make someone else a house slave?
Real estate is a huge profiteering industry!
In addition, this desert is almost no land, and I don't need to bid for it, and there is no cost at all!

The key is to go back to the original question, how to make people stay!

Supporting high-end schools?
This world does not thrive on literature, only martial arts.

Well, there are still two days left in the Sword Pavilion, this should be the place to practice swords.

Hospital?

Isn't this vegetable field upgrading the medicine garden? What a big deal, I use elixir to treat people!
The climatic conditions are that the temperature is constant at [-] degrees all year round.

This is an advantage.

Food, clothing and housing.

The living problem can be solved.

If you eat it, it's not a big problem.

As for the way, if everything is available here, who would go out without a problem!

And since those caravans came here, it's none of his business!

Then there's only this shirt left...

Zhou Lin looked at Luo Ning's curvy figure, and countless time-travel novels inevitably appeared in his mind, must-sell items for making a fortune!
underwear!

Ask the world, where women do not love beauty?

Formerly a prince, Zhou Lin's memory is very clear, no matter what kind of banquet, famous family, ladies, or elderly mistresses, or young girls who have just left the cabinet.

Either apply a little makeup, or show off, or even make a pose!

Although the route taken is not the same.

But without exception.

They want to show their beauty!
What if I made underwear to make their figures more attractive to others?

Zhou Lin's eyes became dull, and his mind was full of women of different shapes!