Chapter 627: Wu Xi controls

the flood. At the source of the Black River, the water is surging. Wu Xi squatted on the shore, holding a long stick in his hand, reaching into the water, and waiting quietly.

"Witch Xi, we have invited the villagers nearby."

The guards who followed Wu Xi came forward to report, and Wu Xi turned his head and looked back.

Several people dressed as farmers followed the guards cautiously. They wrapped animal skins around their lower bodies and wore short-sleeved linen clothes on their upper bodies.

Linen clothes are considered relatively luxurious clothes in the alliance. Due to the scarcity of linen, most people cannot wear linen.

Although this family only wears half linen, it seems that they live a good life.

Xi's eyes swept over the edges of several people's linen clothes and found obvious signs of wear and tear there, which was another manifestation of poverty.

From this, it can be judged that these people were once rich, but their lives are not as good as before.

It is not that Xi's mind is so clear that he can make such a judgment through such a microscopic observation, but because he has seen this kind of situation many times along the way.

Before the ice age receded, many people planted yellow millet and made a fortune, especially those who dared to try the yellow millet seeds that the Tree Tribe had improved.

However, with the end of the ice age, many yellow millets showed symptoms of discomfort, and the yield did not increase due to the recovery of the weather, but instead decreased sharply.

The sharp decline did not lead to poverty, after all, there was still production. Those who were poor were all those who suffered from the flood.

After the flood, no millet was harvested, which caused the price of millet to soar.

It was not that someone was hoarding it, but that a large area of ​​millet was spoiled, making people who had millet dare not sell it.

This situation was alleviated after Mang opened the granary for adjustment, but even so, many families were still bankrupt.

This situation was mostly among farmers whose homes were flooded. The one in front of him was still wearing tattered linen clothes, which was considered good.

"Wait a moment."

Instead of asking them to come over immediately, he continued to stare at the depth sounder in his hand.

This thing was naturally developed by the fairy world. The principle is to use the water totem in the long stick to sense the water depth, and then reflect the depth to the handle.

There is a scale on the handle, and each scale represents one meter, based on the coverage of the totem fire.

It is not difficult, but it requires a high level of fairy souls stationed inside, because they need to be very sensitive to the water depth.

After measuring the water depth in front of him, Xi stood up, handed the water depth tester to the people next to him, asked them to continue measuring, and walked to the side of several farmers.

"Is the flood still very serious this year?"

Xi found a dry place to sit down. He was a little tired from walking all the way, and patted the ground again, asking the people in front of him to sit down and talk.

"This year is better than last year."

The leading old farmer said, "Because we were prepared, we opened fields on the mountain, but all the crops on the ground are gone."

His eyes were a little red. This situation has not been going on for a year or two. Although the alliance has been providing relief, the crops he grows are always flooded like this. How can he not be heartbroken.

"Don't be sad, I'm here, looking for a solution."

Xi hurriedly spoke to hold back the old farmer's emotions and prevent him from venting them.

There were a few times when he didn't hold back the conversation, and these farmers were really crying.

Xi also thought about it, maybe because he had never farmed before, so he didn't have this emotion, but the people in front of him were different.

Some of them have been making a living from the land since their grandfathers and have been farming for three generations. Suddenly, they found that no matter how hard they tried, they would be submerged by the flood. It would be strange if they were not sad.

"Does Lord Wu have any solution?"

asked a farmer who looked younger.

Although he looked sad, he was not as serious as the previous one. He even had his spirits and energy, and was obviously not defeated by the cruel reality.

"It's not serious here. The main reason is that the river channel is too narrow and the turns are sharp. There may also be too much mud and sand on the bottom of the water. This can only be confirmed after they get the measurement results."

Wu walked westward from the branch of the Black River in the north of the capital, and now he was almost in Xi'an.

He observed many Black River waterways along the way and proposed management plans. In his opinion, this was not a big problem.

"Can it be solved?"

The old farmer with red eyes couldn't help but stepped forward, grabbed Xi's hand and asked.

Xi's guard wanted to step forward, but he waved his hand to stop him.

"It can be solved."

Xi said affirmatively: "I will sort out a detailed management plan and hand it over to your town mayor, and he will lead you to manage it during the drought period."

The drought period usually occurs in autumn, when the water level of the Heihe River is shallower and easier to manage.

"You...you don't stay here?"

The old farmer asked in confusion.

Xi shook his head and said: "The Heihe River is wide and has many straight waterways. It is easy to manage. The situation in Nanjiang is serious. I should be in Nanjiang this winter."

The old man's face darkened, but he still nodded in understanding.

He had heard from the mayor that the area around Nanjiang, roughly the area west of Longcheng and south of Xi'an, was the area that was really flooded.

At least they could still maintain their dignity and did not pawn their old linen clothes. It was said that there was no dignity left over there, and many people wore animal skins. Some

were even worse off, unable to wear animal skins and could only wrap themselves in leaves.

"Witch, we found out that the river was flooded because of the serious siltation in the outer river channel. If it is cleaned once a year during the dry season, the problem can be solved."

The assistant of the witch came over and handed the depth sounder to the witch.

This thing was still a sample and very valuable, so the assistant did not dare to play with it for too long, for fear of damaging it.

This is just one sample, and it was only recently delivered. Previously, in order to test the water depth, warriors who were good at swimming had to go down and measure it in person.

Not to mention the danger, the test speed was slow and the error was large.

It is said that the fairy world is also vigorously building water depth detectors, but this thing has a high requirement for the souls of the fairy world, so the output is a bit slow.

But it is said that a large batch will be delivered soon, and Xi has also made arrangements for this. He directly asked the people who delivered the batch of water depth detectors to split half to the source of the Nanjiang River, which is where the test needs to be done early.

"Clearing the silt is something that your town mayor will organize you to do. It will be hard for you in winter."

Xi stood up, patted the dirt on his butt and said.

"It's not hard. As long as it can prevent floods, we are willing to do anything."

The old farmer also stood up, but he was still reluctant to let go of Xi's hand.

Xi did not forcefully withdraw his hand, as he knew what these people were expecting of him.

He patted the old man's hand with his other hand, and said half-jokingly and half-consolingly, "Don't go down when the time comes. Let the young people go. They are stronger."

The old farmer immediately let go of his hand, wanting to show off his muscles to Xi.

Xi took advantage of the situation to withdraw his hand and said, "I will go to discuss with your mayor about solving the flood problem. You just wait for the news. If it enters the dry season in autumn, it will be easier to deal with."

The old farmer was also pulled by the young man at this time, and the man did see Xi's intention to leave.

After saying goodbye and turning around, he walked two steps and turned back again and said, "If there is no dry season this year, we will have to watch the river and dig silt. This is very dangerous. Don't let the old man do it."

He said this to the young man, and the young man nodded quickly. Then he turned around and left.

Following the mayor to the town, he rested here for a night.

He did not rest at night. He drew a picture of this section of the waterway overnight, marked the key areas for sand removal on it, and fell asleep after thinking carefully and making sure there was no problem.

He got up early the next day and handed the scroll to the mayor again, carefully explained the contents on it, and repeatedly instructed how to remove sand safely if it was not the dry season, and then set off all the way west.

After more than ten days, they explored two flood sites in succession before rushing to Xi'an City.

"The flood outside the city is more serious, especially in the human tribe, which is worse than here."

At night, Xi came to Xi'an City and listened to the city lord Mu Wu.

He was not a totem shaman in the Ming Totem Realm, but a shaman from the Spirit Tribe. Because of his outstanding management skills, he was chosen by Mang to be the city lord.

After Mang came to power, he had much higher requirements for officials, because he was not like Shao who made full plans and used the people below as tools, so the people he chose had a certain degree of autonomy.

This Mu Wu was one of the ones he promoted earlier. He started from Longcheng. Because there was a war in Xi'an City, Mang transferred him over because he was good at allocating resources.

Mu Wu has been in Xi'an for more than two years. He has handled everything very well, including the relationship with the Snake Tribe, the Wolf Tribe, and the Mi Tribe.

In two years, Mu Wu has secured his position as the lord of Xi'an. Therefore, Xi can just communicate with him directly about the water control issues here.

"People outside the city are more likely to hunt, right?"

Xi asked thoughtfully.

Mu Wu nodded and said, "Not many people grow millet. Some of them are because they suffered a disaster in the east and wanted to go to the west. Who would have thought that this place is more powerful." Xi

nodded and said, "Then we won't care about the west."

This made Mu Wu stunned, and he looked at Xi in confusion.

"The problem at the source of the Nanjiang River is more serious. I have already sorted out the Heihe River. Even if there will be problems next year, they will not be as serious as this year. We can always hold on."

Xi explained.

"Nanjiang River, is it so serious already?"

Mu Wu still said in surprise.

Xi nodded. It was indeed serious there.

"In the past two years, I have focused all my energy on Xi'an City and have not paid attention to that place."

Mu Wu said with a wry smile.

Xi nodded in understanding. It must have taken a lot of effort for him, a leader of a spiritual tribe with no foundation, to gain a foothold in Xi'an City.

"The waterways outside Longcheng are not managed in order to discharge floods. We must take care of our own first. After the Nanjiang River is fixed, I will manage the Heihe River properly."

Xi directly stated his thoughts, and Mu Wu also expressed his understanding.

He worked his way up to the position of city lord, so his ability was unquestionable. He had experienced the most humiliation, so he understood the difficulties of Xi.

"I will take care of your arrangements here, don't worry."

Mu Wu said to Xi, who looked tired.

Xi nodded in gratitude, and then excused himself to rest.

He was too tired after all the journey.