This was the first time Mu Yangling came to the camp to look for Qi Haoran. Not only did Qi Haoran run out, but Fan Zijin also followed behind him.
"What happened?" Qi Haoran hurriedly asked.
"Nothing happened. I just thought of a good idea and came to tell you that." Mu Yangling looked at him with bright eyes. "What do you think about building a reservoir while you dig for mud to build the houses?"
Qi Haoran was stunned for a moment before he was overjoyed. "You mean to build a reservoir at the place where we dig for mud? That's right. Since we have to build civilian houses and barracks, we need a lot of mud. This can save a lot of effort."
Fan Zijin, who was standing at the side, could not help but dampen their spirits. "You're dreaming too much. Are you sure there'll be yellow mud suitable for building houses in the place where you build the reservoir? Vice versa?"
