Old Xia came, but with his old servant Xia San, he sat not in the black carriage but in an ox-drawn ox cart, staggering and slowly along the mountain road winding up the mountain, walking among the fish-scale terraced fields.

The breeze came from the other side of the hill over the mountains, gently blowing from the two-foot-high rice plants, and the green waves gradually formed in the light breeze, and one wave after another made the green mountains magnificent.

The ox cart was still walking slowly, but Xia San, who was sitting on the wheel, seemed to have been woken up by the wind and dozed off at this time, so that he, who was originally leaning on the carriage and napping, suddenly sat up straight, his eyes looked in the wind, and he looked a little curious and a little excited.

A lot of old bad old men, that is, I want to get out of the car to see the rice waves one after another, and I am afraid that the ox cart will not be guarded and eat the car, it is really a little embarrassing for him, a lot of age is still so unstable in the car.

Wu Zheng stood on the Pingba in front of the gate of the stockade and watched all this happening on the mountain road, that is, he didn't want to go down the mountain to meet the pair of masters and servants, nor did he turn around and walk back to the village, and stood quietly on the edge of the Pingba with Seinfeld and watched, I don't know if he was looking at the pair of masters and servants in the rice field and the old ox cart, or looking at the cyan rice waves surging from the depths of the white clouds.

The tranquility of this moment seems to make people forget everything, and their thoughts have already been drained down the hill with the breeze and the green rice waves, and then into the clouds with the hill on the other side.

No matter how slow the ox cart was, it came to Wu Zheng's eyes.

"Wu Gongzi, the old man has long heard that the terraces on Shenmu Mountain are magnificent, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its reputation!"

Xia San, who was driving the carriage, couldn't wait to vent his excitement and excitement to Wu Zheng as soon as he got up to Pingba.

Wu Zheng said with a smile: "Xia Bo waited until July when the rice flowers were fragrant, and the fish under the rice flowers were plump, and then he would definitely find that the beauty of the terraced fields was far from so." ”

"Fish! Are there fish in this rice field? ”

Wu Zheng said with a smile: "This wooden flower fish, feeding on rice flowers, the meat is delicate and tender, and it is also rich in the clear thoughts of rice flowers, the taste is definitely a great delicacy in the world, and Uncle Xia will have to taste it then!" ”

Xia San, who suddenly heard a rice flower fish, was fascinated for a while, but his eyes quickly dimmed, because he found that he and Wu Zheng seemed to talk a little too much, if it was just two polite words to meet, but when it came to eating, it should be his master's strength! I talked to Wu Zheng about eating here, is it a bit of a mistreat to the master.

"Master, we have arrived, Wu Gongzi and his wife are here to pick you up."

Xia San jumped out of the carriage and walked quickly to the door of the car, and said respectfully.

The car door opened, and Xia Lao was there, with a stick representing longevity in his hand, shining brightly I don't know how many years it had used, and a layer of pulp had been coiled on the surface.

"Son, are you still resentful of the old man?"

Wu Zheng arched his hand and smiled: "Old Xia, you don't understand what you say, have you done anything to be sorry for me?" Why should I resent you? ”

"I hope so! But for the sake of the old man coming to the door in person today, no matter how much resentment you have against the old man in your heart, it should be eliminated! ”

"Don't dare, Xia Lao has been tired all the way, and Zi specially cooked a few dishes to relieve Xia's fatigue, I wonder if Xia Lao can taste his face?"

Xia Lao got out of the car, glanced at Wu Zheng and said: "Don't be in a hurry at this time, anyway, the old man can't go back today, it's better for you to take the old man around your village!" The old man hadn't seen such a scene for many years. ”

Wu Zheng turned around and whispered a few words to Seinfeld, Seinfeld and Xia San, who was driving the car, entered the village together, while Wu Zheng followed Xia Lao along the forest ** in front of the village.

Shenmu Mountain has cut a lot of forests in order to reclaim the terraces, but there are still more than 100 acres of old forests around the village that have not been moved, and there are only green peaches hanging on the peach tree village now, as well as pears, bamboo, apricots and pipa.

However, Xia Lao's mind is obviously not on these forests, such forests are everywhere, but only the terraces under this forest are the only ones.

The road that the two walked was just between the woods and the terraced fields, and the early summer sun sprinkled down from the cracks in the leaves and fell on Errao's body, and was blown by the mountain breeze that could be seen everywhere, not only did not feel the heat but also felt very refreshing and comfortable.

Xia Lao's fatigue was long gone as soon as the mountain wind blew him, and he looked at the rice fields under his feet and asked: "Look at the growth of these rice is actually better than the paddy fields under the mountain, is this luck or is your son actually a good hand at farming?" ”

Wu Zheng smiled: "This should be regarded as luck!" I didn't expect that I could still fatten my feet by raising fish in the fields. ”

"Are there fish in the terraces all over the mountains? How much does that have to be? ”

"Hmmm! In fact, it's not just that the ten acres of field in front of you are fed with fish and experiments! You can't put all your capital on it all at once, if you don't work, won't you lose all your money? ”

Xia Lao smiled: "In this case, then why is the rice in the other terraced fields growing so gratifying, could it be that your Shenmu Mountain is really a treasure land of feng shui?" ”

When Xia Lao's eyes unconsciously fell on the ginkgo tree in front of the village, which was dozens of zhang high, Wu Zheng was also startled when he saw this tree, but now he is used to seeing it but he doesn't feel anything.

Wu Zheng said with a smile: "This may have something to do with the irrigation system of this terraced field, Xia Lao, you see that the ten acres of fields in front of you are the highest, but all the water flows out of these ten acres of fields, if the water in this field is fattened by fish, it will naturally benefit other fields." ”

"Is the water from your irrigation really coming from the top of the mountain?"

"You can see it if you take a few steps further."

The two of them walked a short distance along the mountain road, and then they saw a canal more than one meter wide, and it was also one meter deep, but now the water in this canal is relatively shallow, and it is mixed with the smell of some household fertilizer, so the smell of standing on the edge of this canal is not good.

"Just a little water can irrigate these thousand acres of fertile land?" Xia Lao's face was full of disbelief.

Wu Zheng explained: "Of course, this water alone is not enough, but now all the fields are filled with water, and if the water is flooded, the ridge will not be protected, so the water in front of the box has reduced the amount of water, and now this water is just to fertilize the field." ”

"Fertilization?"

Wu Zheng nodded: "Old Xia, don't you smell the smell of this water a little strange?" ”

At this point, Wu Zheng made a gesture of please, signaling Xia Lao to continue to follow him, and the two walked to a hill, where the water in the canal seemed to come out of the ground.

Wu Zheng continued with the mountain in front of him and said: "This mountain wall used to be a small cave, so I transformed it into a big manure tank according to local conditions, this is the exit, and the entrance is on it. All the latrines in the village are connected by culverts, which eventually converge into this large pool.

And in front of the village there is a reservoir, there are three mountain springs to the water day and night, in order to prevent the reservoir from overflowing the embankment to build a large one or two drainage canals, which is connected with the culvert, the water discharged can not only be used to wash the culvert to send the pickled things to this manure tank to ferment compost, but also to send the compost fertilizer out, to this thousand acres of fertile land to save a lot of fertilization labor. ”

Xia Lao nodded, but it seemed that he obviously didn't understand much, but looking at the fish-scale terraces under his feet, he wanted to flow water through every field, which was obviously an extremely complex water conservancy system.

"And what about the other canal! The water was wasted in vain. Is there so much water in your mountains? ”

Wu Zheng said with a smile: "In fact, the reservoir was built before the terraced fields, and I was afraid that the fields would be reclaimed but there would be no water to irrigate. But judging from the rainfall this year, in fact, there is no reservoir is the same, just to make this rain can fill all the fields, because I am not familiar with it, I encountered a waterfall rain and destroyed a lot of ridges.

Fortunately, this was also taken into account at the beginning, and a few flood troughs were excavated on the mountain, otherwise the loss would not have been a few acres of ridges. ”

"When rain can fill all these fields?"

Wu Zheng smiled: "Xia will be honest with you!" The worry about cultivating terraces in our Shu is not whether there is water to irrigate the fields, but flood discharge. Don't look at the height of the mountain and think that there is no water, you must know that there will also be floods on this mountain, which is called a mountain flood. I don't know if Xia Lao has heard of it? ”

"This ......" Xia Lao was stunned for a moment, and then nodded and said: "Your son is right, our mountains in Shu have indeed never lacked water." The forest around your stockade is also a polite stay from you? ”

"That's right, this forest is actually the real reservoir of my Shenmu Mountain, if Xia Lao wants to promote the terraces of my Shenmu Mountain, it is best to leave such a forest on the top of the mountain if there are conditions, so that even if it is in the dry season, I am not afraid of running out of water."

"Let's go! Go and see your other canal, and hear that you have a waterwheel on that canal, and the old man who has a waterwheel on the top of this mountain is unheard of! ”

Wu Zheng couldn't help but be stunned, this Yang Er's waterwheel has not been set up for a month, how did this old man who was far away in Yuzhou City know? Could it be that he has nails in Shenmu Village?

Xia Lao seemed to see the doubts in Wu Zheng's heart and said: "Don't think about it, this matter belongs to the Tong family, and now it has been spread as an interesting story in Yuzhou City." ”

Climb the stone steps over the biogas digester, another canal in the north and finally into the Qingshui River below the north edge, now Yang Er's blacksmith shop is built on the north cliff, and because of the waterwheel, it has also expanded into a two-story workshop according to the mountain.

The canal that flows through here is a large canal, but it actually looks bigger than the previous one used to fertilize the fields, and the larger thing is its water flow, which is at least two tons per minute.

The reason for this is to facilitate the waterwheel, and the water flows out of a tank that protrudes outwards from the top, which is exactly the size of the waterwheel going downhill, so it is necessary to minimize the waste of water.

The creaking of the waterwheel could be heard from afar, but when Xia Lao saw the waterwheel, his first curiosity was not the waterwheel on the mountain, but the iron pipe that stretched all the way from the biogas digester to here.

Xia Lao pointed to the section of iron pipe that appeared on the ground: "What's going on with this iron pipe?" You don't want to talk to the old man about it, it's a chimney, if the old man is not mistaken, the other end of it should be connected to your manure tank! 166 Reading Network