Chapter 479

Here Zhang Xiaoshan and Juli went back to the tent to rest, waiting for Song Xier to deliver the supplies, while Liu Feng and others also arrived at the predetermined location.

Under the guidance of the navigation, they came to the exact location where Zhang Xiaoshan had dug out the city wall. In order to prevent the excavator from damaging the wall, the initial excavation was still dominated by people. Everyone took out their shovels and began to dig ditches to find the location of the wall. .

The sand in the desert is still easy to dig. Soon everyone dug a ditch more than 50 meters long and one meter deep. At this time, the excavator also came in handy. The sand outside is dug into the car next to it and unloaded a little farther away.

Liu Feng wore a straw hat and frowned.

"What was the altitude when Zhang Xiaoshan discovered the city wall?"

Mr. Liu shook his head, held a small fan in his hand, and kept wiping away his sweat.

"I don't know. I didn't hear him say the altitude. I guess he didn't measure it himself. But it is said that it was discovered in a valley at first, and then it was blown out by a sandstorm. That kid is also lucky." It’s really good, but he just let him dig it.”

Liu Feng frowned and said, "If you don't know the elevation, how do you know how deep to dig to reach the wall?"

Mr. Liu asked: "Is it the wrong location? How about changing the direction?"

Liu Feng said contemptuously: "I saw the video you recorded. When Zhang Xiaoshan went to rescue people, he switched the camera to the sky. There was a picture of looking at the Polaris. According to the picture, the city is facing south, so we There is no problem with digging the ditch in the north-south direction, and according to the comparison on the satellite image, the error should be within ten meters, so such a long ditch must be able to find the city wall."

"But what I'm worried about now is not this, but how deep the strong winds last night brought the city back underground."

"It's just an ordinary sandstorm, it shouldn't be too deep, right?"

Liu Feng snorted coldly: "You don't understand farts. Even if you don't understand, you can always see the lake in the oasis, right? The lake more than ten meters deep has been filled up. Such a sandstorm is daunting."

Mr. Liu smiled awkwardly: "I'm a layman, as long as I can find it, it's fine. Do you want to call in a few more excavators? If it's too deep, you'll need an excavator to dig down, right?"

Liu Feng said: "This is what you should do. Send in a few more. It is estimated that you will need a lot of excavators to clean the surface soil."

"Okay, I'll send someone to make an adjustment."

A group of anchors were broadcasting live with their mobile phones, but the live broadcast room was not harmonious.

(What face is broadcasting here?

That is, if it wasn't for Xiao Shan's anchor to save you, you would have died.

Xiao Song's team was very conscious and withdrew directly.

Didn't Xiao Song go to court with Wei Dabao?

What happened to the lawsuit?At least you didn't repay kindness with hatred, right?

What the upstairs said is correct, eighteen of the thirty teams have no face to stay, and these twelve teams don't know what to think.

That's right... I returned to the excavation site of Sanjiang Ancient City. I just want to ask if there is no Xiaoshan anchor, can you know that there is Sanjiang Ancient City here?
Alright, the host has already explained it. If you have a contract, there is nothing you can do. You have to eat, so understand a little more. Besides, who is broadcasting?

Hehe, did you forget that you were planted in the desert?Watch out for another sandstorm, and see if the Xiaoshan anchor can save you. )
The anchors were also a little annoyed and irritable, and they didn't want to stay in their hearts, but Yuyu Live gave good benefits, and said it was a good opportunity to become fans, and these talents risked their lives to stay, after all, in They seem to be gambling by staying, and they are also afraid of another sandstorm, especially last night, they didn't dare to sleep all night, for fear of being blown away again.

But now not only is there no progress in the excavation, the number of fans has not increased. On the contrary, the fans who come here seem to be Zhang Xiaoshan's fans. As soon as they come in, they are ridiculed and ridiculed, making them unintentional to live broadcast, and at the same time, they are extremely depressed.

"Everyone, please be considerate of us. We are also restricted. There is an agreement before the event. We are small anchors, but we can't afford to pay so much money."

(All anchors have refuted the rumors, isn’t it 1 yuan?
That is, if I give you a gift of 2 yuan in one sentence, can you leave now?

That is, should we go?Everyone chip in for you. )
The anchor was very speechless.

"We have re-signed the agreement. If we leave now, we will face the blockade of the platform and pay high liquidated damages. It is no longer something that 1 yuan can pass."

(After talking for a long time, you still don’t want to leave?

Hehe, it sounds nice, but I still don't want to leave after all.

Okay, okay, let's say a few words, it's not easy for other anchors.

Don't read it, bye.

It is not uncommon to dig sand who has never seen it before. )
"Would you like to watch it or not." The anchor turned the camera of his mobile phone depressed, and refocused on the archaeologists who were digging.

The excavation was in full swing, and at noon Zhang Xiaoshan's supplies were also delivered, including two trucks of wood, one truck of concrete, and a strange-looking thing on board.

Seeing the workers carrying that thing down, Zhang Xiaoshan couldn't help asking curiously.

"Master, what is this?"

The master smiled and said, "This is an old-fashioned mold. I heard you want to press sand bricks? Maybe it can be used."

"Oh, thank you, how do you use this?"

You didn't even look like you didn't understand this. You picked up the mold from the hands of several people and came to the vicinity of the fountain.

"Look, I'll teach you how to use it."

"You will?" Zhang Xiaoshan was very curious. Judging from the current understanding of him, this guy really didn't find any other specialties except being able to eat and do things.

"Nonsense, of course I know how to use it, you pull this up."

Zhang Xiaoshan pulled up a stick according to Gou Lian's instructions, and it was a bit heavy, but not particularly heavy.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaoshan was finished, Gou Lian began to fill it with wet sand one spade at a time, and when the filling was almost done, Gou Lian nodded.

"Okay, press it."

"Press down?"

"Nonsense, don't you want to lift it?"

"Ok."

Zhang Xiaoshan pressed hard, and couldn't stand Gou Lian anymore.

"Look at your strength."

click...

Julian used too much force, and the pressure rod responsible for the force of the brick pressing mold was directly broken by Julian.

"What next?" Zhang Xiaoshan asked.

Ju Lian was furious: "Fuck it, the handle is broken, so why connect it? Can't you see that it's broken?"

Zhang Xiaoshan held back a smile: "I see, I just want to confirm with you, what should I do now?"

Julian was speechless.

"What should I do? Of course it's pulled out. Anyway, I'm going to demonstrate it to you. It's fine if you can demonstrate success."

After finishing the sentence, he reached out and grabbed the remaining half and lifted it vigorously, trying to remove the pressure top, but it clicked...

(End of this chapter)

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