Chapter 154 Uncle San is satisfied now?
The old man never talks nonsense, Xu Yu's painting skills are indeed excellent.
He spent several nights burning the midnight oil, carefully retracing the messy drawing that Uncle Xu and Sang Zhixia had come up with. During the process, he carefully asked Sang Zhixia about various vague details, listened to Uncle Xu's suggestions, and made detailed annotations of various sizes on the edge of the drawing.
He draws well and writes beautifully, his drawings are elegant yet sharp. The drawings he spent a lot of time on were carefully bound into books by the old man. Even if you don't understand what he did, just looking at them is very pleasing to the eye.
Moreover, because he had drawn it himself, although he could not see more of the tricks, he had excellent control over the details. He had no difficulty communicating with the hired carpenter and could remind Uncle Xu in time where he was careless.
Seeing that he got the hang of it so quickly, Sang Zhixia decided not to ask any more questions and directly left the task of building the waterwheel and connecting the threshing buckets to him, while she concentrated on studying the cultivation of rice seeds.
There are no secrets in the village, and any slightest unusual movement will attract the attention of the villagers.
Some time ago, the villagers were busy marveling at the fact that the Xu family actually harvested one more season of rice than other families, and they were full of envy.
After the excitement of talking about this matter died down, I heard the rare news that the Xu family was going to build a waterwheel.
The first person to come to the door was the village chief.
The village chief was the first one to decide to follow the Xu family's example and build a greenhouse. He was afraid of missing a step and kept following the steps closely, and his progress was not much slower than that of the Xu family.
In half a month, the early rice in his own field will be ready for harvest. That means he has produced a lot more grain this year. He is so happy that he shows his teeth to everyone he meets lately.
He walked in and looked around eagerly, saying curiously, "I heard your family is going to take some kind of vehicle. Is it something for irrigating the fields?"
The old man has been happy about this recently, and he touched his beard subtly when he mentioned it.
"That's true, but I don't know if it will work. Where did you hear that?"
The village chief sighed and said in a careless manner, "Do I need to hear about this?"
"Your third son and Xu Yu made such a big fuss to hire so many experienced carpenters to help. The sounds of saws and hammers in the open space over there never stopped. Wouldn't it be easy to find out by just taking a look and asking a few questions?"
The village chief is an old hand at farming, and he knows how to read the weather and decide the seasons.
But this kind of rarity is really unheard of.
Having tasted the sweetness of it once, he couldn't help but show his curiosity and asked, "I went to the open space first and took a look around, but I didn't see it very clearly. Your third brother and Xu Yu were busy, so I didn't ask directly."
"We're already close friends, so tell me what's going on. What exactly is that waterwheel, and what is it used for?"
Since the Xu family came to the village, the village chief has provided them with a lot of help.
Not to mention that Xu Yu had directly caused trouble and inexplicably caused the village chief's family to suffer some unpleasantness. The old man had always felt a little guilty.
After listening to the village chief's words, he thought about taking out the album drawn by Xu Yu, pointing to the strange patterns on it and patiently explaining them to the village chief.
The village chief was stunned at first, but then the fog in his mind dissipated and he couldn't help but slap his thigh hard.
“Good fellow!”
"If this thing is really made, it will be of great use!"
The thing that people who survive in the fields fear most is the unpredictable weather.
Afraid of both flooding and drought, the suffering begins as soon as the seeds are sown, and it is common to sweat and shed tears.
It would be fine if the weather was good, but if it was a bad year, no matter how hard you worked, you would not be able to fill the warehouse with food. The whole family would have to tighten their belts and suffer together.
If the waterwheel can really be built and can play such a great role, there will still be no way to deal with the excessive water in the event of flooding, but if there is a drought, this will be a good thing that can save lives!
The old man thought of the children whose eyes had been bloodshot from working on this album, and a hint of pride welled up in his eyes. He remained humble as usual and said, "It's not as important as you say."
"This is just a few kids' idea. We don't know if it will work or not."
"Oh, isn't this good? Where can you find anything better?"
The village chief kept muttering to himself, "That's amazing!", but when he thought about the great uses of the waterwheel, his eyes were filled with excitement again. He pulled the old man and started to get close to him.
"Won't you just try and see if it works?"
"Look, our two families have such a good relationship, can you give my family a share of the water truck business?"
"My family has plenty of strength and is willing to contribute money. As long as you take my family with you, I will be happy to do it regardless of whether it succeeds or not. I will do whatever you say and will definitely not hinder or cause trouble!"
The village chief was worried that he would be left behind, and he was very anxious. The old man said with a smile: "Since it's a good thing, anyone who wants to come can come. As long as you don't worry about messing up, it's fine."
"What's the big deal?"
The village chief stood up in delight and said, "Then it's settled! I'll go home now and call my family for help!"
The village chief left happily, and within half a day, the Xu family welcomed several waves of guests.
The people who came were all asking about the waterwheel.
In the evening, Sang Zhixia and others finished their work and came home. After dinner, they heard the old man talk about these things, and Sang Zhixia couldn't help laughing.
"What's so difficult about this?"
"The waterwheels can be used one by one. We've seen them on the other side of the river. If they were really well-organized, it wouldn't be a problem to irrigate not only our hundred acres of land, but also all the land of the entire village."
Uncle Xu took a sip of the sorghum wine in his hand, exhaled with satisfaction, and nodded continuously.
"Xia Xia is right. If they're too big, it's hard to place them in the riverbed. But if they're similar in size, we can put any number of them!"
"It's not difficult if they are willing to do it, but they have to pay for the money and manpower themselves. Our family can't control these things."
Money doesn't come easily to anyone, so it's good enough that they are willing to produce something they have painstakingly researched for a long time. They really can't produce more.
The old man thought the same thing. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Then this matter is settled for now. If anyone asks me again, I will give my original answer."
"I think it's OK."
Uncle Xu's eyes were filled with regret, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. He sighed, looked down at the clear wine in the bowl, and said with a smile, "It's embarrassing to say that I have been wanting to make something practical and useful for the people for many years, but I have never been able to do it."
"Now, thanks to Xia Xia, I've managed to do something I've always wanted, by some strange coincidence. I have no regrets..."
When you are in a high position, you are always worried about this and that, and in the end you live a mediocre life with empty ambitions.
Now that I don't have so many obstacles to think about, I can actually do what I want to do down to earth.
Sang Zhixia smiled and said, "Third Uncle, are you satisfied now?"
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