What kind of notebook is this, bound up entirely from worn pieces of paper of different colors and textures, most of this one is full of shopping lists, two chickens, one fish, and three catties of meat, and the reverse side of that one is stained with large pieces of oil and exudes a suspicious smell, and some are simply as if they were torn from somewhere, completely irregular shape......

These strange and crumpled pieces of inferior paper were carefully smoothed one by one, and then carefully bound with cotton thread into a thick book, and in every margin of each piece of paper were painted with all kinds of figures and numbers.

"I didn't have clean paper to work with, so I ...... So it's all from the garbage discarded by the lord...... Picked up. Seeing Gao Ge looking at his notebook carefully, Kevin explained with a red face.

"It's a bad thing, paper, but so what! it's still a priceless treasure. Kevin, you're a genius!" Gao Ge sighed after reading the entire notebook.

The whole notebook is full of whimsical ideas, the ingenious frame structure, and the incredible transmission design, all of which are unheard of in this era.

The other party is a genius, this is Gao Ge's true feeling.

The so-called genius is a figure who fell from the sky out of thin air, and his insight and talent are inexplicably far ahead of the times.

Such a character, if he can fully display his talent, will take an entire era or a certain aspect of the entire era forward by leaps and bounds.

In the history of mankind, such characters are not uncommon, but what I didn't expect was that there would be one hidden in the small city of Weishan.

Some of the designs shown in the notebook are things like trap birds, some of them are for practical purposes, some of which seem to be completely achievable by Gao Ge, but most of which are completely impossible or impossible to achieve with the current level of civilization.

A cow that can walk on its own, a flying eagle that never lands, and a universal manner that enters the water for a boat and a car...... These things have been designed in depth, and although they obviously failed in the end, they are undoubtedly excellent accumulation of learning and research.

"I've always liked to tinker with these things since I was a kid, and then I lost my legs and had nothing else to do, so I spent my days thinking about these useless things. Listening to Gao Ge's praise, although Kevin was humble in his mouth, he couldn't hide his excitement, he was extremely sensitive to the affirmation of others, perhaps because he usually lacked such affirmation.

"Is this the blueprint you were just drawing?" asked Gao Ge, pointing to the unfinished drawing on the last page of the notebook.

"Yes. Kevin's voice was a little low, "But...... It didn't work out. ”

"You...... Are you going to use it to carry water?" Gao Ge suddenly seemed to realize.

Gao Ge saw at a glance that this was the design of a wheeled waterwheel, and the waterwheel was also something that did not exist in this world.

"Yes!" Kevin obviously didn't expect the other party to know his design intention at a glance, and was slightly surprised, "My father planted ten acres of buckwheat land, and recently there has been no rain, he gets up early every day to fetch water in the dark, and when he comes home, he can't straighten his waist, so I want to ......"

Coincidentally, Gao Ge is not an engineering man, so he doesn't know anything about things after the industrial revolution, such as steam engines, internal combustion engines, lathes, etc., but he has participated in the editing of an ancient book rescue project - the ancient carving and new wind series.

This series of books is dedicated to collecting all kinds of ancient books with woodcut prints, and then re-photocopying and publishing, among them, there are many books such as "Heavenly Works", "Illustrations of River Tools", "Construction of the French Style", "Farming Diagrams" and "Silkworm Weaving Diagrams", which represent the highest level of ancient Chinese science and technology, agriculture and manufacturing.

Obviously, these things in ancient China were far more advanced than this world.

As the editor in charge, Gao Ge has carefully inspected and proofread each of the illustrations in these books, as if they were imprinted in his mind, so when he saw what Kevin had drawn, he immediately thought of the wheeled dump bucket waterwheel, a sharp tool for agricultural irrigation in ancient China.

The detailed diagram of the wheeled dump waterwheel was quickly retrieved from Gao Ge's brain and carefully compared with the design in front of him.

It should be said that Kevin's design is still relatively simple compared to the real wheeled dump bucket water wheel, but some of the most important points have been considered, however, there is still a key problem that has not been solved.

"Look!" Gao Ge unceremoniously picked up the thin charcoal strip on the table and "brushed" it on the drawing a few times, "The direction of the bucket should be tilted, so that when it rises to the highest point of the waterwheel, the water in the bucket will be automatically poured out from the outlet at one end!"

"Ahh

"You're amazing, how did you come up with that?" Kevin looked up at Gao Ge excitedly.

"I've read a few old books that contain blueprints for a lot of interesting things, including this waterwheel. Gao Ge smiled incomprehensibly.

"Can you show me all these blueprints?" Kevin grabbed Gao Ge's sleeve, and immediately noticed his abruptness, and hurriedly retracted his hand.

"No problem, there will be time for detailed communication in the future. Gao Ge waved his hand, "So, Kevin, can you make a model of one of these waterwheels?"

"Of course you can, you can do it in half a day. Kevin rubbed his hands on his desk with a number of small but delicate carpentry tools, and it was clear that his hands-on skills were by no means limited to drawings.

Suddenly, Kevin was a little puzzled: "What do you want to ......?"

"I'm going to hand over the model to the construction department and ask them to organize carpenters to make sure that they have a waterwheel that can be used in two days. Gao Ge waved his fist lightly.

"Yes...... The Buildable Division belongs to the City Lord's Mansion......" Kevin reminded.

Gao Ge grinned at Kevin: "Oh, I forgot to tell you, I am the city lord of Weishan City." ”

......

There is no shelter in the vast field, not a single tree, and there is not a trace of cloud in the sky that covers the four fields, and the dazzling sun is like a blazing fireball, mercilessly scorching everything in the world.

The endless fields are full of half-foot-tall buckwheat seedlings, and now it is the peak growing season, but most of them lie softly on the ground, and some of the seedlings have withered and yellowed.

Although buckwheat is a drought-tolerant crop, it cannot withstand a month of drought.

Mancheroni scooped up the last half of the bucket with a long-handled spoon, carefully poured it over the roots of a buckwheat seedling, and slowly straightened up his sore waist.

The water was poured on the dry earth, but in a breath's time, it was completely gone, the ground was still a dry color, and the wheat seedlings were still limp and weak.

Relying on manual water to the river to water is far from keeping up with the speed of evaporation!

If this continues, the entire land will be lost, and the little hope that has been kindled will be dashed again.

"Damn, do you have to cut us off?" Mancheroni looked up and glared fiercely at the sun hanging high in the sky, cursing desperately at his mouth.

However, after a glance, the scorching sunlight made him squint his eyes involuntarily, his eyes stinged, his vision became white, and he quickly lowered his head again.

A sense of powerless despair hit Mancheny's heart, he was too small compared to the sun, moon and world.

When the vision became clear again, Mancheroni saw that his youngest son, Skinnard, was sitting on the edge of the ridge, two empty buckets lying crookedly.

"Rabbit cub, I want to be lazy again! Mancheroni yelled angrily at Skinner, waving the spoon in his hand.

Skinnar stood up with an unhappy face, his clothes were already soaked with sweat, and he protested in a low voice: "Father, this is useless, such a big sun, the water and wheat seedlings that have been poured down have all evaporated before they have time to absorb it, these buckwheat, it's over!"

"You little bunny!" said Mancheronny, his beard swaying with rage, the youngest son was the only one who dared to contradict him compared to his three older brothers.

"It's all spoiled by your mother!" Mancheroni said hatefully: "No matter how hard and tired you are, you have to persevere! Have you forgotten what we experienced on the way to escape? We are not working for others now, we are fighting for our own lives!"

Hearing his father's words, as if remembering something, Skinnar pursed his lips and stood up silently, picking up the bucket that was already empty.

The father and son walked silently towards the river, and there were people like him, some carrying empty buckets to the river, and some of them carrying full buckets of water from the river, carefully all the way, reluctant to let a drop of water shake out of the bucket.

Their faces were full of anxiety, as if every ounce of energy in their bodies had been evaporated by the scorching sun, and they were all silent, just walking, laboring, and enduring mechanically.

At this moment, a team came from the direction of Weishan City, five or six carts, and forty or fifty people.

The one who rode in front was actually the honorable lord of the city.

The procession came to a halt when they reached the river, and immediately someone shouted and began to move the contents of the cart down, all of which were heavy wooden components of greater or less.

Seeing the appearance of the lord of the castle, the peasants in the fields gathered one after another.

The city lord boarded a cart that had just finished loading, looked at the crowd that was constantly gathering, and said loudly: "Residents of Weishan City, you have worked hard, you are fighting against this heaven and this land for your own destiny. Believe me, as long as there is determination and means, people will win the day!"

Man will conquer the sky, these four words categorically, listening to Mancheronny's ears, inexplicably added a bit of courage to him.

"God wants to rob us of hope with drought, so today, I want to let the water in this river flow up on its own and flow to this field!" said the lord of the city, pointing to the water five or six meters lower than the riverbank.

PS: A series of technological revolutions in Weishan City are about to begin! Cheekily ask for collection and recommendation votes, please! You just leave a word in the book review area, which is also a great encouragement to me Brother Quack! Thank you!!