Chapter 22: Sinking the Well
Digging salt wells is the same as digging water wells, according to different geographical conditions, the amount of engineering and technical requirements are also very different -- in Qingzhou City, where the rainfall is abundant and the eight rivers surround the city, digging a well is a work that only requires a handful of strength and does not require any intelligence, and even a half-sized child can do it, who is not competent? Find a piece of flat land, dig a pit straight, and dig it to a depth of one person, and then the water will naturally come out! If you change to the Danxia country, which may have one or two rains throughout the year, drilling a well is an extremely difficult project, and if a powerful person in the local area has the desire to drill a well, he must find a "water master" who is proficient in seeing the water veins in advance, see the water eye, discuss with the village clan, and each family pays money. Manpower, three shifts to dig in turn, after years and months to have a well available, the village clan will regard the well as a treasure in general, and it is covered, and it is locked, every day it is necessary to wait until the patriarch arrives to open the well to get water, the deeds spread to Qingzhou, thinking that it is an overseas strange talk, the wine shop and restaurant talk about it, often cause those who have not been out of Qingzhou City one step in their lives to laugh.
Hua Lin also knows that in those places where the brine is taken for generations, the places that are slightly easier to produce brine have long been occupied, and the latecomers want to get the benefits of the brine, so they can only spend a lot of time, and there is often a well that takes more than ten years to disperse the wealth of the well owner. But in this Yi Mountain, the Yi people are completely amateurs who even farm and graze, and there are inexhaustible clean streams around, who is going to do the work of digging wells? This may be the place where brine is produced has never been touched, and it will not take ten years to produce brine, but all his preparations are still done according to the highest specifications.
Around the predetermined borehole, he first ordered the people to level the land, and then he dug a large wellhead with a diameter of one meter, which was to be dug all the way to the bottom of the floating earth and to the rocks. When digging the mouth of the big well, other Yi people can not be idle, either cut trees, or cut bamboo, not to mention, probably because no matter the road or open the field in the Yi Mountain, felling is indispensable, the Yi people did a good job when they did this work, and when the big well mouth was dug well, countless big trees and long bamboos had already accumulated next to it.
Then, Hua Lin instructed them to build a boom, hoist the stones from the mountain into the mouth of the well one by one, build a stone wall along the wall of the well, and reinforce the iron bars made of Yiren's swords horizontally on it—this is to prevent the surrounding soil from shaking and collapsing when the well is dug and started.
The following is the official digging of the well, in the mouth of the big well set up a seesaw like a wooden shelf, and placed a thing like a high and low bar, look at a group of people that called a curiosity, if it is not for Hualin's means of power, teach them to have a deep understanding, dare not disobey the order, have already lost the hoe and machete, sit next to it, tear open the dragon gate array, blow for three days and three nights and can not talk about a result.
After the wooden frame was placed, the three unlucky eggs picked by Hua Lin climbed up the high and low bars, hugged the high and low bars with both hands, and then stepped on the seesaw together with both feet under the order, and the other end of the seesaw drove the drill bit to hit the rock and dig towards the source of the brine.
At this time, some of the other Yi people continued to cut down trees and bamboo, and some were picked out by Hualin, broke the bamboo to make scorn, and weaved bamboo pots to prepare for boiling salt.
They don't know that they make a "bamboo pot".
Bamboo is not fire-resistant, how can it be made into a pot?
Moreover, it is still square! Where in the world has there been a stove with square holes? Yes, this "bamboo pot" is already one zhang long, and how big is this stove?
If Hua Lin explained to them, he might not be able to teach them to be convinced even if he ran out of saliva, but fortunately, his fists were powerful, and everyone knew that they didn't dare to ask a word, and they did their work obediently, both horizontally and vertically were weaving, and it was more difficult to weave bamboo than to weave straw mats? Soon, the "bamboo pots" that looked like giant trays were woven one by one.
After the bamboo pot was finished, they received an even more bizarre new task - to fetch water and pour it into the salt well that had just been dug!
"Crazy," thought Pai Gang Tusi, who thought he was very knowledgeable, but he had heard Hua Lin say that the job here was to dig salt wells, but wasn't digging wells just to get water?