For Zhao Xiang, building a steel plant in the Southern Song Dynasty is a joke, modern steel is already the largest over-prosperous industry, what steel can be ordered directly from the modern era, take a photo, tens of thousands of tons of steel can be loaded, why bother.

But the enthusiasm of the blacksmiths could not be dampened, so the three blacksmiths were equipped with several machine tools in the furniture factory, from turning, milling, boring, punching...... All kinds of uses were allocated, and raw materials of various specifications were also equipped with a warehouse, and then various textbooks were printed and thrown to them.

Anyway, now Zhao Xiang didn't think that he could really create any high value for them, that is, let them toss, master the skills of using these non-CNC primitive machine tools as soon as possible, and find out the performance of various metal materials, which is enough.

However, the investment in machine tools has increased electricity consumption, the original Zhishan lighting has achieved solar energy conversion, and the electrical appliances of Zhishan Yuncurie are found to be supplied with diesel generator sets, anyway, Zhao Xiang has saved a lot of diesel, and it is not a problem to burn for ten or eight years. But now there is not enough electricity, so it can only be expanded, and the fuel consumption rate has doubled all at once...... Zhao Xiang was in pain.

After the pain in his flesh, he thought about finding a better solution, such as building a power plant.

Thermal power generation is not practical at present, to transport a whole set of small thermal power generation equipment from modern installation is a big project, solar energy has now been installed in a large area, but the time is too limited, so the only thing that can be taken out is hydropower.

Early in the morning, the villagers of Liushui Village heard a strange sound, and the villagers went out to inspect it, and Chen Chun also stood on the tall courtyard wall to watch.

I saw that on the road at the edge of the village, five strange wheeled vehicles at the end and five at the end escorted an equally strange van in the middle speeding past the edge of the village.

Actually, it was just five all-terrain motocross bikes (ATVs) at the beginning and tail and an imported Wrangler in the middle.

Everyone knows that only Zhao Xiang of Zhishan in the neighboring village can have such pomp. Some children in Liushui Village followed behind and chased all the way, but they never caught up. Eleven cars just left on a dirt road that wasn't wide.

"Engage in these demonic and strange things every day, not to be degraded!" Chen Chun shouted. But except for the short-haired Nobuku beside him, no one heard his shout. The shouts of the people of Liushui Village were so loud that they drowned out the sound of the convoy.

Zhao Yan was sitting in the passenger seat, she didn't like the seat belt in the middle of her chest, and she untied it herself, but Zhao Xiang braked suddenly...... She felt that her nose should be red, and she blushed and endured the churning in her belly.

Zhao Xiang smiled: "Motion sickness, right?" Or if you get out of the car, I'll have someone drive you back. ”

"No!" Zhao Yan had already poured something into her mouth, and swallowed it back with all her might, seeing that Zhao Xiang's goosebumps rose.

Chen Hanlin, who was sitting in the back seat, had a pale face, pursed his pale lips hard, and his chewing muscles did not move his head. Seeing that Zhao Xiang was looking at him, he reluctantly squeezed a smile: "I'm fine." ”

But Zhaoyan's cheeks bulged again, and she swallowed it again.

Zhao Xiang hurriedly used the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Attention everyone, stop!" ”

The team stopped, and twenty-one people watched from afar as Zhao Yan squatted on the side of the road and vomited out the breakfast party one bite after another, until she vomited out her bile in the end.

This is Zhaoyan's first time in a car, she thought it was the same as a horse-drawn cart and an ox cart, just a little faster, but she didn't expect it......

Zhao Xiang stood on the side and handed over a pack of toilet paper, Zhao Yan stood up after wiping it, and her eyes were full of tears: "Why are you okay?" ”

This is a question that can be answered with a smile, and Zhao Xiang still answered: "The car will be more bumpy in sports mode, just get used to it, and go back if you can't stand it." ”

And Zhao Yan didn't choose to go back in the end, she chose to drive her own ATV.

No member of the nursing home would be naïve enough to sit in a car with her and hold her in his arms behind him like a horse, because everyone knew that this woman could not be touched—regardless of the value of force, who would dare to touch the woman of the owner.

The team continued to move forward, following the road at the foot of Dazhi Mountain to the north until they came to the Maitreya Pit, a valley that was not too big but looked beautiful, just like the valley of the old home where Zhao Xiang wanted to build a farm when he was young.

When Chen Hanlin got out of the car, he finally couldn't hold back, and a large mouthful of dirt sprayed directly into the clear river.

Deep in the valley is a lake, about 20 meters higher than the outlet of the valley, and the water pours down from the high lake, opens into a waterfall, and then flows all the way south to the big and small Zhi Mountains, and then flows out from the water gate of the river embankment to join the Zhangshui.

When the group entered the valley, Zhao Xiang thought he was smart and asked: "Is the origin of the name of the Maitreya pit because this pit is small at both ends and big in the middle, like a big-bellied Maitreya?" ”

The answer is no, because the answer is to stand above the waterfall and smile at them.

A fat, pot-bellied man dressed in a monk's robe with sparse and messy hair was waiting there, and Chen Hanlin told Zhao Xiang that this was the Yuan Fade monk of Kaiyuan Temple.

"Aren't all the monks of Kaiyuan Temple destroyed? What the hell is Zamoto? Zhao Xiang asked.

Zhao Yan glanced at him, and said with a look of disgust: "In your words, it's terrible to be uneducated, Zayuan doesn't live in the temple in the first place, and is usually the senior brother or law brother of the temple abbot, this fat man looks like he is only thirty or forty years old, not like the senior brother of the old guy of Fa Neng." ”

Judging from the appearance alone, Fade is indeed young, at least much younger than the Fa Neng who was wrinkled all over his body. But it can be seen from the body shape that the name of the Maitreya pit should be caused by him.

Zhao Xiang always thought that a person with the body shape of Maitreya Buddha should not be able to exist in real life, after all, that big belly was too difficult to support. Looking at virtue again, he decided to erase his knowledge and rewrite it.

It was not an easy task to climb the waterfall, and Fold kept laughing and waiting.

"You're Zhao Xiang, right?" Fade stretched out his right hand, Zhao Xiang was startled, this posture was obviously about to shake hands with himself.

"Master, what year did you cross over?" Shaking hands, Zhao Xiang was a little excited, he tried many times, but he couldn't take a picture of someone into his mobile phone and bring it over.

Fhad laughed, but did not answer, "Let's go to the small house and rest." ”

Only then did the group notice that there was a large lake with a width of thousands of acres in front of them, and there were no high mountains around, and the gentle slope that was low to less than ten meters high was the shore of the lake.

There is a wooden house by the lake, and sit down at the coffee table in front of the house. There was a small charcoal stove on the coffee table, and the copper kettle was popping on the pale red flame.

Zhao Xiang sat down and asked again: "Master, in which year did you cross over?" ”

"Donor, the poor monk doesn't know what the crossing means, only that you are coming today to try the Tieguanyin imitated by the poor monk."

Tea has a tea fragrance, Zhao Xiang, who doesn't know how to taste tea, drank a cup and felt that it was more pleasant to drink than the high-end tea he bought.