Let Go Of That Primordial Man

The scorching sun in the sky, as soon as it was around eleven o'clock in the morning, had already scorched the ground quite fiercely.

In Tuji City, a group of new members of the Black Stone tribe who were busy cleaning up the ruins and building wooden houses had to stop their work at this time every day.

Hiding in the temporary work shed, the head of the shelter was exposed to the deadly sun and heat.

By the way, a large bowl of sweet herbal tea is served in the large earthenware pots in each work shed, so as to relieve the heat of the body while sweating...

There's no way, I don't know what the reason is, the weather in the past two years has been weird and terrible, and it's getting hotter and hotter every year.

The current season has not officially entered the summer, but the weather is hot to the extent that it is already comparable to the hottest period in the previous summer.

Therefore, even if there are 50,000 old bachelors who are placed here, they are full of energy to work hard and build their new homes.

However, in such hot weather, work efficiency is also greatly reduced.

They started working at dawn every day, and they didn't stop working until about eleven o'clock in the morning.

Then, they had to wait until after four o'clock in the afternoon, when the sun in the sky was not so vicious, before continuing to work; but after seven o'clock, the sky had already darkened, and they had no choice but to stop.

In this way, the daily working time is only more than nine hours.

Such a short working time, but enjoying such a wonderful meal provided by His Majesty the Emperor Niu, made all the new members of the empire feel inexplicably ashamed.

But they didn't know at all that Master Niu hadn't put his mind on the cleaning and expansion of Tuji City in the recent period.

A more troublesome matter has already involved all of Master Niu's thoughts recently...

Tens of miles away from Tuji City, a large piece of newly reclaimed farmland is the first farm planned by Mr. Niu.

Accompanied by a group of farm stewards, Mr. Niu stood in the scorching sun above his head, and each of them wore a light straw hat on his head, walking and watching among these corn fields.

All the people waiting, including the face of Master Niu, were full of solemn expressions.

A technician transferred from Black Rock City continued to introduce the specific situation of the farm beside Master Niu:

A month ago, we took advantage of the sufficient moisture in the land to sow the 100,000 mu of newly dug arable land with drought-resistant corn and potato seeds.

The land here is quite fertile, so the seedlings of corn and potatoes are growing very well; but now it is coming soon, the most important jointing period of corn; but it has encountered this terrible drought and high temperature, so, we The harvest is expected to be poor.

How much is the expected harvest? Master Niu asked the most critical point.

The senior technician, after pondering for a while, replied to Mr. Niu: I guess the most ideal state is to be able to harvest about 30% of the grain in the Luolei Mountains!

After hearing the words, Master Niu scolded his mother heavily in his heart.

It's better to harvest 30% of the harvest, wouldn't it mean that after a lot of work, even these people's stomachs can't be filled, and a large amount of food needs to be transported from the Luolei Mountains.

There is enough food in the Luolei Mountains, but it is too much trouble to transport it over a distance of no less than ten thousand miles.

It's quite simple to use the portable space to transport by myself, but I can't spend all of it on transporting food all day long.

After thinking for a while, Master Niu asked: If I increase the supply of water pumps to the farm, is it possible for the farm to achieve a bumper harvest?

As early as when the planting farm was first established, Mr. Niu had already considered the problem of irrigating the cultivated land in the event of drought.

So the first batch of farms established, the 100,000 mu of arable land was built by a small stream.

Of course, the idea of ​​the creek is only the view of the natives in the primitive era. In Master Niu's opinion, there are big rivers more than two miles wide in places where the river is the narrowest.

The abundant water in it is completely enough for irrigation.

The technician smiled wryly. He didn't answer, but took Master Niu with him and walked towards the river.

After walking to the river, Master Niu finally understood why the technician had a wry smile after seeing the situation in the river.

Master Niu remembered the last time he checked the condition of the river, because the snow in winter had just melted.

At that time, there was still plenty of water in the river channel; now, only two months later, the water volume in the river channel is only a little shallow in the very center.

According to the current scorching sun, the river will completely stop flowing after a month at most...

When the plan failed, Master Niu asked the tried-and-tested method in the Luolei Mountains: Have you found a place to dig a well? As long as you dig enough wells, you can use as many generators and water pumps as you want.

This time, the technician answered directly, but what he said was not good news:

Yes, we dug dozens of wells in one go according to the method of Luolei Mountains, and the deepest one is hundreds of meters deep; that is, at the bottom of this hundreds of meters of wells, we saw some water traces, The other wells have nothing.

Now, Master Niu is completely numb.

According to this statement, there is groundwater around here, but the depth of groundwater is too deep.

If one wanted to effectively irrigate 100,000 mu of arable land, at least thousands of wells had to be drilled.

By the time such manpower-intensive deep-water wells were drilled in sufficient quantities, the corn and potatoes planted would have died of drought for a long time.

Just when Master Niu had a stinky face and was thinking hard about what to do.

Everyone around him also kept their mouths tightly shut, not daring to say anything more.

At this moment, a large dark cloud in the sky quickly floated over, blocking the scorching sun above their heads, and immediately made everyone feel much more comfortable.

However, the situation was like this, and there was no smile on the faces of the crowd.

The main reason is that in recent times, such astronomical phenomena are too common. When this kind of dark cloud appeared at first, everyone thought that there was going to be heavy rain, and they were all happy.

It's a pity that such dark clouds shrouded the top of the head, but there was no rain until it completely dispersed.

After many days in a row, everyone knew that this was God in the sky, and the bitter haha ​​who were tossing the ground were happy.

Now, when they found that there were dark clouds in the sky again, apart from hurrying up and doing more work, they really didn't have much trouble in their hearts...

Amidst the gloom and gloom of the crowd, Zhang Gangan moved slowly with the crowd.

The guy said nonchalantly: Why are you so moaning, isn't Master Niu still there?

Then, the guy turned his head to Master Niu again, and said casually: Master Niu, you were able to borrow the wind back then, so you must be able to ask for rain as well, so Master Niu, hurry up and use your magical powers!

As soon as these words came out, everyone was immediately surprised.

Afterwards, many hopeful and pleading eyes turned to Mr. Niu, and everyone begged: Master Niu, hurry up and use your supernatural powers!

For a moment, Master Niu almost wanted to kick Zhang Gangdan to death and maim him.

Isn't this putting Mr. Niu on the fire? Is it necessary to let the omnipotent Niu in the hearts of all local goods admit:

In the process of borrowing the wind last time, it was a good thing that a blind cat met a dead mouse by chance?