Running from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, and then along the path between the fields, running around his territory of nearly 5,000 acres. As soon as Zhang Wen slowed down, Zhao Xiang roared, and Zhang Wen had to speed up his pace to keep up.

The dew in the field in the early morning was very heavy, and after only running for a while, the clothes of both of them were soaked, and I didn't know if it was dew or sweat.

The rice in the field has long been harvested, and the stubble of rice is exposed.

Originally, the work in the field was only a verbal promise, but now Zhao Xiang realized that time was tight and he had to start implementing it.

"You go to the village and tell He Xianglao, and ask him to bring a few villagers over to move things and prepare for summer ploughing! After the notice, hurry back to breakfast, and start to work. ”

Zhang Wen answered the words and ran all the way to Wutian Village.

Breakfast is still Zhao Xiang's favorite egg peanut pulp, but unfortunately there are still no fritters, so you can only use the bread machine to bake the toast slices to a crisp, soak them in the peanut pulp, and take a bite of them, not to mention how delicious they are.

Zhang Wen came back quite quickly, but Zhao Xiang had already finished eating, and he went out of the wooden house and entered the main hall.

Said good time, that is, between ten o'clock in the morning and twelve o'clock, but the villagers of Wutian Village did not have much concept of punctuality, even He Xianglao felt that it was better to arrive early than late, only eight o'clock, there were nearly 20 young people who came up, these are basically the heavy labor force that Wutian Village can pick out. After all, Zhang Wen replied to "move things", if it wasn't for "bringing a few villagers", it is estimated that He Xiang Lao would pull up all the people in the village who can walk.

A group of people are still like beggars, except for He Xianglao, there is not even a person wearing straw sandals, all of them are barefoot.

The black bull followed behind his father, his arms and tendons were shiny, and Zhao Xiang wanted to go up and ask him how long he hadn't taken a bath.

Zhao Xiang stood on the stone corridor in front of the main hall and announced loudly: "Fellow villagers, start plowing the fields today!" ”

The villagers looked at each other. Xu Sande, who was thin in the crowd, walked out: "Mr. Zhao, after such a long drought, the river has bottomed out, where does the water for irrigation come from?" ”

Of course, the problem of water is not a problem, Zhao Xiang has already thought of it and asked, "Is there still water in Zhangshui?" ”

Everyone nodded. Xu Sande said: "The water of Zhangshui will naturally not be broken, but the water level has dropped a lot, and it is too difficult to bring it here to irrigate the fields, so it is easier to get water from the streams and rivers." ”

He Xianglao said: "The water in the river is not enough for this large field to irrigate, besides, Kaiyuan Temple dominates the small river, and now every day has sent monks to patrol over there, not to mention taking water, that is, stop by the river for a while, they will come up to question, two sentences are not going to beat people, several villagers in Liushui Village were seriously injured, Mr. Chen Chunchen of their village sued the county government, but the county lord dared to care, politely sent out. ”

Listening to what He Xianglao said, Zhao Xiang had a more objective understanding of himself: although he could exchange this large piece of land from Kaiyuan Temple, it was the first community organization in Zhangzhou, and the roots of the cold hair were thicker than Zhao Xiang's thighs.

But in any case, the problem of water still has to be solved.

Drilling wells is not very practical, and the main reason is not the lack of water, but the lack of technology. Drilling wells is not like learning the technology of driving and running with a few words, otherwise drilling a few deep wells on the Zhangzhou Plain will solve any problems. So a water diversion technique that Zhao Xiang originally planned to use on the top of the mountain came in handy, but now is not the time - at least the materials are not yet complete, and there is really no way to start repairing the water diversion project.

"Folks, I will handle the irrigation matter, and for now we should finish plowing the land first, and then solve the problem of water diversion. Come in with me. After speaking, he led everyone into the main hall.

There are a lot of strange things in the hall, villagers, you look at me, I look at you.

He Xianglao pointed to the head of a small walk-behind tractor and asked, "Mr. Zhao, is this what you call the iron bull?" "There is more than one tractor head like this, and there are ten of them neatly stacked at the foot of the wall.

The handrail of the tractor head really looks a little similar to the horns, and Zhao Xiang has also talked about the concept of the iron bull before, so as soon as he saw He Defang, he was eighty or ninety percent sure.

Zhao Xiang nodded: "Yes, that is the plough and rake connected to it, this is the rice transplanter, this is the ......"

After Zhao Xiang introduced them one by one, everyone was dumbfounded. Xu Sande didn't have the confusion of others at all, and asked excitedly: "Mr. Zhao, can these be as good as people?" ”

Zhao Xiang smiled: "At least you can do eight or ninety." But don't be too early to rejoice, these things have to be transported down the mountain first. ”

The black bull stood up, squatted and helped the "iron bull", wanting to pick it up, but no matter how small the tractor head weighed four or five hundred pounds, the black bull could not easily get it down the mountain even if it had a brute strength, after all, although the stone road was relatively wide, it was quite steep. But he was not discouraged, clapped his hands and said: "Everyone is divided into groups, and several people are in groups to carry them all down the mountain!" Who's going to deal with this iron bull with me? ”

The villagers said that they would do it, and they immediately surrounded them to do it, but they were stopped by Zhao Xiang: "Don't worry, everyone, it is definitely not a way to carry it down like this, I believe that everyone has the ability to do it, but it is too time-consuming and energy-consuming, so it is better to set up a lift first, and move things to the elevator and put them down the mountain, won't it save trouble?" ”

The black bull asked, "But where did you get such a long rope?" ”

Zhao Xiang said with a smile: "Don't worry about the rope, let's put the bracket up first." Everyone helped to move these steel beams outside, and put them on the edge of the stone cliff on the south side. ”

After saying that, he himself hugged a large bundle of cables first, and came out first.

It is easy to set up a bracket with many people, but it is not easy to fix the bracket to the stone wall - the bracket has to reach out of the stone cliff.

Everyone moved the steel beam assembly to the designated position in twos and threes, only to find that there was an exquisite and unique wooden house in the corner of the courtyard.

Zhang Wenzheng is covering the water pipe in half along the cable cover to prevent the cable from being stepped on and pressed.

Zhao Xiang came out with an impact drill on his left and right shoulders.

Zhao Xiang had already observed that there was a half-meter protrusion about two meters below the stone cliff in the south, which could be used as a support point for the lift, and there was a big stone near the edge of the cliff, that is, the boulder where Zhao Di dries clothes on weekdays, which can be used as the backseat support of the lift.

It is definitely not easy to make support holes in the stone wall, and for this kind of dangerous work, Zhao Xiang naturally will not rush to the front by himself. His job is to tell Hei Niu and Xu Sande how to use and construction requirements, and then provide the most comprehensive safety measures for the two.

Xu Sande looked black and thin, only about 1.75 meters tall, and his weight was estimated to be no more than 120 pounds.

But when Zhao Xiang asked who had the most strength, he raised his hand and smiled at the black bull: "Black bull, you have no opinion, right?" ”

Black Bull blushed: "No comment." ”