Xie Wanqing's arrival inevitably had a big impact on Xiao Mo. Facing Xie Wanqing again, Xiao Mo found that his heart was still unable to calm down.

In the past few days, because of a series of things such as the opening of the restaurant, moving and taking curiosities, Xiao Mo's heart has reduced the impact of suddenly seeing the beauty of the previous life on the drum and picking flowers. Especially after Xiao Mo went to Sihailou to deliver an invitation, and heard Yun Yuhan reveal his heart, the impact in Xiao Mo's heart was much lighter.

Xiao Mo thought that he had been able to face Xie Wanqing calmly, but he didn't want to see him again, Xiao Mo was still the same as before, and the impact in his heart had not decreased.

Xiao Mo's performance can't escape the eyes of these bigwigs, Wang Zhanpeng frowned, looking a little worried, while Xie Hongwen stroked his beard and smiled slightly, as if Xiao Mo's performance confirmed some of his thoughts.

As for Quan Zhi'an's old eunuch, he has never experienced the love between men and women, and he doesn't understand it at all. Anyway, this old eunuch is in a very good mood today, he has always been smiling, and he is very polite to everyone. Others don't know, but Xiao Mo does, this old eunuch is probably thinking at this moment, after 10,000 years, he can't say that he can be reborn psychically and become a real man.

Yesterday, when transporting the sacred tree to the mansion, Xiao Mo opened one eye and closed one eye to let the old eunuch easily get a complete 10,000-year-old divine tree, Xiao Mo estimated that the size of the divine tree was enough for the old eunuch to build a coffin, and there were still some materials left to create some jewelry. In this case, can the old eunuch not be happy!

However, Xiao Mo was also happy that this old eunuch was so superstitious, the more superstitious he believed that the divine trees were psychic, the more valuable these divine trees he salvaged. Although the vast majority of these sacred trees have to be handed over to the treasury, the truth that money can make ghosts grind is applicable to any dynasty. The imperial court has accepted so many of its own sacred trees, and does it continue to pit itself with that cheeky skin? This is the power of copper, and the emperor is not exempt from vulgarity.

However, there is another strange thing on the shore of this tributary today, that is, there are dozens of large bluestones of ox carts for no reason, the size of these bluestones is not big, and a cart of stones is estimated to weigh nothing, but the weight of these dozens of carts is definitely not small.

Moreover, there are obviously a lot more thick hemp ropes on the building boat today, and there are several more sets of pulleys used to salvage the sacred wood. Such obvious changes make the elites a little curious.

Xiao Mo prepared this, he didn't want to show it to the magnates, but his feet grew on his own body, and now they are all uninvited, for such big guys, even Quan Zhian can only treat each other politely, and the garrison or something dare not stop him.

Xiao Mo added these preparations, there was no way to do it, if he took his time like yesterday, some of the divine trees on the surface of the river bottom were fine, those divine trees buried deep in the mud, if he came to take them like yesterday, how many could he take a day? If you don't want to find a way, Xiao Mo estimates that it will have to be spent on this for a long time in the future. Xiao Mo didn't want to be a long-term coolie for the imperial court, and besides, it was okay to borrow the boat for a few days, where would he put his old face in time?

Of course, the salvage work has to continue, but today's salvage work is very different.

At the same time, there were a lot more soldiers entering the water than yesterday, and the thick hemp rope brought down was also a lot more, which means that there was definitely more dead tree tied up in the water at the same time.

In doing this, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Xiao Mo wants to carry out the salvage work of multiple divine trees at the same time to increase the speed of salvage. However, everyone was also puzzled, yesterday at most two sacred trees were salvaged at the same time, so thirty-four soldiers would have to be used. Today, so many sacred trees are salvaged at the same time, where can there be so much manpower? And the thick hemp rope is fixed on the building boat so that no one can touch it, how can this pull up the sacred tree buried in the silt?

Then everyone saw the soldiers who Xiao Mo ordered to enter the water, first find the dead tree at the bottom of the water, and come back first after determining the location.

Don't rush to tie thick hemp rope to a dead tree. In this way, everyone is even more strange, they don't let people pull or tie up, how can they take the sacred wood? Could it be that you can let Shenmu fly out on its own with empty hands? Isn't that?

Then I saw two thick wooden planks that happened to be passed by an ox cart on the hatch in the middle of the boat, and put them between the boat and the riverbank.

These two building ships are already very large, and the width of the two side by side is not much less than the width of the tributary, and now the two have wooden planks on the left and right, which correspond to the two sides of the tributary.

Then I saw a cart of big bluestones began to enter the cabin through the wooden planks, the distance between the river bank and the building boat was extremely close, and the space in the cabin was large enough, these things were arranged by Xiao Mo in advance, so this process took very little time.

Some people already remembered something when they saw such a scene, and their faces showed surprise and admiration, while the vast majority of people still didn't quite understand what Xiao Mo was going to do.

After the ox carts entered the cabin, Xiao Mo sighed and looked at the waterline of the boat, then nodded, and ordered the soldiers who entered the water to start tying the sacred wood at the bottom of the river with hemp rope. And Xiao Mo demanded that the hemp rope between this sacred wood and the building boat must be tightened, and it really can't be tightened, and it has to be pulled straight.

This time, it was not the two building boats that salvaged one each, but each building boat hung down more than a dozen hemp ropes, and tied more than a dozen divine trees at the bottom of the river respectively, and the two added up to nearly thirty divine trees tied at the same time.

Xiao Mo himself didn't actually want to salvage so many divine trees at the same time, Xiao Mo wanted to pull out more divine trees out of the silt at one time, as long as the divine trees were no longer buried in the silt and the silt was exposed to the water, it would be extremely easy to salvage again.

After the last thick hemp rope was tied, Xiao Mo gave an order, and saw a cart of bluestones in the cabins on both sides begin to be transported out of the cabin in order.

At first, it didn't have any effect, but after a while, I saw that the hemp ropes began to tighten and tighten. As the truckloads of bluestone were shipped out, the hemp ropes tightened even more. In the end, the part of the hemp rope in the water suddenly loosened suddenly, and then I saw that the originally tight hemp rope seemed to be unloaded, and began to swing in the water.

At this time, Xiao Mo would order some soldiers to pull up the hemp rope, and at the end, what would be pulled up through the pulley block would be a whole or half-rotten divine tree.

Seeing this, how can everyone not understand the truth of this, this is actually similar to the legendary Cao Zhi called the elephant, but people use the waterline and bluestone of the building boat to measure the weight of the elephant. And Xiao Mo used the waterline and bluestone of the building boat to pull the sacred wood buried in the mud with the help of the floating power of the building boat.

Of course, Xiao Mo himself understood better what method he used, but he cleverly borrowed buoyancy. When the water level of the bluestone pressure falls to a certain depth, tie the thick hemp rope.

Then with the help of the huge buoyancy generated by the building ship when the bluestone is transported out, it pulls the sacred wood buried in the silt.

After all, the bottom of the river is silt, not cement, and the sacred tree is buried in it, and it is a little difficult for manpower to pull it up, but for the buoyancy generated by this huge building boat, this resistance is naturally insignificant. (To be continued.) )