Transmigrating with Billions in Supplies to Become a Farmer's Lucky Star

Su Muyao kept having a strange dream where she died in modern times and then, with her memories intact, was reborn in ancient times. After a smooth birth, she was abandoned by her parents who favor...

Chapter 73 provides a solution.

The old village chief's eyes suddenly lit up. That's right, their village wasn't the only one suffering from water shortages.

I'll talk to them about this.

The village chief's youngest son was still standing there, wondering what his father wanted to say.

Fortunately, he wasn't stupid enough to ask directly, otherwise his father would definitely have been very disapproving.

The old village chief led this group of people and began measuring the area on their way back.

"If several villages are combined, let's assume that one person can dig several feet in an hour."

So, if all the villages nearby come together, there would be at least three or four hundred laborers. It would probably only take one or two days.”

After measuring the distance, the old village chief took his three sons back home. Once home, he took a pen and paper, wrote down his plans, and then went to find the village head of the town.

If you go from village to village to persuade them, the chances of success are not very high, but if the village head approves of you, it will be implemented very quickly.

“Grandpa, the water source is at the bottom of the valley. We can dig a ditch directly from the bottom of the valley, bypass the west side, and go all the way down. The sun doesn’t shine directly on the land here, and it’s not as hard, so it’s much easier to work here.”

"Grandpa will talk to the village chief."

Su Muyao was playing wildly at home, not caring about the adults' affairs at all.

After the old village chief finished speaking with the village head, the village head nodded repeatedly. Once he had a general direction, he began to think about the affairs of the other villages.

After all, the village head is responsible for more than just Taoliu Village and a few nearby villages; he also has to take care of other villages.

Su Muyao took a large rooster out of her spatial storage. The reason was simple: the rooster had somehow slipped out of the fence.

They trampled down a patch of seedlings in the vegetable garden, and just as they put the rooster on the ground, they heard it clucking and running wildly around the yard.

The rooster flapped its wings and rushed towards Old Man Su, who had just entered the door. Old Man Su had just thought that things were almost resolved and he could go home to rest. He was startled when something suddenly rushed towards him as soon as he opened the door.

Only after seeing clearly that it was a chicken did he quickly pounce on it, exclaiming, "This chicken is really fat!"

Despite his advanced age, Old Man Su was still quite skilled at catching chickens, and he grabbed the rooster's wing in one swift motion.

"My dear grandpa, I'm going to kill a chicken for you to eat today, haha."

The group of kids who had been playing outside came back just then. They were overjoyed to see their grandpa holding a really big chicken.

Su Muyao was thinking about whether to stew or braise such a big chicken.

Old Su knew that the chicken must have been obtained by his youngest daughter from somewhere, or perhaps it was a gift from his divine master.

After lunch, the old village chief began to gather people in the open space at the village entrance.

The afternoon sun was blazing, and Su Muyao was being carried by her father under a large locust tree to cool off.

The village chief and the village headman broke through the crowd to the front and quickly got to today's topic.

"This morning, Little Lucky Star discovered a water source on the mountain. We went over and saw that the water source was plentiful, so we decided to bring that water source down the mountain."

The villagers were all excited, but they suppressed their excitement and waited for the old village chief to continue.

"Little Lucky Star has saved us all more than once, so I hope everyone will have a little bit of self-awareness and never be an ingrate."

The people below whispered among themselves, "That old village chief is such a nag. Do you think we didn't know about this? He's said it so many times already."

“Fenniang, keep your voice down. The old village chief is right. This little lucky star has saved us time and time again, and he doesn’t even want anything from us. In the future, we should try to take any good things we can get from him.”

"Yes, they always think of us when they have something. If it weren't for Little Lucky Star discovering this water source, we might all have had to flee the famine. The journey of fleeing the famine is extremely difficult. Basically, if half of the whole village could survive the escape, it would be considered a good outcome."

Fenniang quickly interrupted the two sisters beside her, saying, "Of course I know, it's just that I think the old village chief is long-winded. He said the same thing last time."

"Okay, okay, turn the volume down, keep listening."

The village head stepped forward and said, "I also went up to check the water source. There is a water source on the mountain. Once you dig it up, a lot of water will gush out. It's spring water, you can drink it directly and it's even a little sweet."

"But if we just carry them home like this, we can't carry much at all, especially the crops that our farmers grow."

These words immediately sparked a flurry of discussion among the people below.

"Even if they don't die of thirst, what about the farmers? Won't we still starve to death?"

"Don't say such discouraging things. As long as there is water, we can survive. There are so many wild fruits and vegetables on the mountain that we can always fill our stomachs. It's just that the food is a little lacking. As long as we can make do until it rains, we can still survive."

"But what if it never rains?"

The village head smiled and gestured to the crowd still discussing below, "Everyone, please be quiet and let me continue. It's not enough for just the people to have water to drink; we also need to make sure the crops have water to drink."

“The village head’s house is so far away from us on this mountain. It’s impossible for us to carry the water back to irrigate the fields.”

Then the village head suddenly raised his voice, "There is a lot of water on the mountain, so irrigating the wheat will not be a problem. As long as we bring this water into the wheat fields, we can still have a bumper harvest this year."

The villagers below were still wondering how to get the water.

"The village chief and I have calculated that from the top of the mountain to the bottom, it is about two thousand feet. If all the laborers in our village work together, it may take six or seven days to dig."

But we're not the only village in the area without water. If we work together, I can guarantee we can dig a ditch down from the mountain within two days.”

The older generation started discussing it, saying, "Digging ditches down from the mountain? That's absurd!"

"Yes, I remember when we were clearing land, the whole family worked together. It would take several days to dig one acre. It must be even more difficult to dig a ditch down from the mountain."

The old village chief and the village head understood that everyone was slow to react, especially those who couldn't even do basic accounting.

They would only think that the distance from the mountain to the village was so far that even with a large population, it would be impossible to dig a deep and wide ditch in a short period of time.

Some people in the crowd realized what was happening and suddenly slapped their thighs, saying, "No, everyone can do the math. Although the journey is so long, each person may only need to dig a very short distance."

Those who had figured it out started talking to those in the crowd who hadn't yet realized what was happening.

The village head said to the old village chief, "You have solved a huge problem for me. Now the surrounding dozen or so villages should no longer have to worry about water."

"Old village chief, don't worry, I will tell the county magistrate about your merits."

In fact, the county magistrate is also in a dilemma. If he can't find a solution, the farmers under his jurisdiction might flee the famine en masse, and he won't be able to explain it to his superiors.

Even if they aren't blamed, there's no chance of promotion. But if they make a significant contribution within their jurisdiction, they might be transferred to a higher position after their term expires.