Yes, those medicinal herbs must have a lot of mud on them when they come out of the ground, so how much water would they need?
The springs on their side are either far away or not necessarily enough.
Ling Ran raised his eyes slightly and said, "There is a clear spring in the back mountain that flows down along the gully. We can dig ditches along the way to bring the water to the workshop."
Shui Qing and Fan Jin looked at Ling Ran with admiration.
This was the best solution they could come up with after much deliberation, but they never expected that Ling Ran had already thought of it so quietly.
“But the soil along the way is soft, and I’m afraid the spring water will seep into the soil before it reaches the workshop.” Fan Jiang was unusually quick to react.
Shui Qing and Fan Jin deliberately paused and did not reply, intending to listen to Ling Ran's answer.
Ding Heli and Qin Yilin's gazes kept falling on their absent-minded daughters, and they had no intention of answering.
After a moment's thought, Ling Ran said, "Use bamboo."
Thick bamboo shoots are selected from the bamboo mountain, the middle nodes are removed, and water is channeled into the workshop's reservoir. A drainage ditch is then dug, ensuring clean water is supplied while dirty water is discharged through the ditch.
Fan He had already thought of this solution, because he had used this method to irrigate his vegetable garden before, but he removed the bamboo tubes after digging drainage ditches and no longer needed them.
Hearing Ling Ran's words, he immediately categorized him as one of the intelligent people like himself!
Well, smart people would think of a solution, unlike the simple-minded older brother who could forget the mess he made by watering his vegetable garden. Look at Brother Ling, he can still come up with the same solution using his own brain.
Isn't this what my mother often said: there are all sorts of stupid people, but all smart people are alike?
"Not bad, not bad! You're young, but you're very clever!" Butcher Hu praised with a hearty laugh.
After praising him, she looked at her listless son, gave him a heavy slap with her large, fan-like hand, and asked, "What's wrong? Are you tired lately? Why have you been so listless these days?"
Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered that my son has been listless for quite some time now!
When did it start?
Mrs. Hu rolled her eyes at her husband, scolding, "You're supposed to be a father, and you didn't even notice your son hasn't been feeling well lately!"
Ding Heli and Qin Yilin looked at Hu Wenhua with surprise and asked with concern, "Wenhua, are you not feeling well?"
Is it because you're really uncomfortable, or is it like Jiajia's situation?
But that doesn't make sense either. Jiajia is heartbroken, and only a heart ailment can be cured by a heart remedy. Wenhua doesn't have that, so how can they be the same?
Hu Wenhua's words were just to appease his mother, and now he could only grit his teeth and continue to lie: "Well, it's nothing, it'll be fine in a few days."
"I don't see any signs of improvement. How long has it been? You used to catch a cold and be full of energy again after one night. You've never had this much time going on!"
"I think we should get some medicine and brew it for you. We can't let it get worse." Mother Hu became more and more worried as she spoke.
Upon hearing this, Ding Jiajia was still worried. She quickly raised her head, thinking she would just sneak a peek to make sure he wasn't seriously injured.
She had been staying at home for the past few days, using the excuse of grinding grains and herbs into powder to avoid coming over for meals and seeing him.
Today, Sister Shuiqing said she was going to start processing He Shou Wu (Polygonum multiflorum), so we all gathered together to discuss it.
She thought that after such a long time apart, even if she couldn't be nonchalant when they met again, she could still act as naturally as before.
I won't look at him, I won't care.
But he still overestimated himself.
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