diskusbooks Chapter 223: Wise Ancients
Chapter 223: Wise Ancients
After Ji Shen's suggestion, Wang Lang began to doubt whether the second-layer pipe was too large, but all his guesses were unrealistic.
He immediately ordered the yamen runners to notify Wu Yang and quickly make four-inch and three-inch pipes to test whether Ji Shen's guess could change the current predicament.
When Wu Yang received the instructions from the yamen runner, his expression suddenly froze. He didn't understand these things at all. The only thing he was clear about was that the current construction schedule might be delayed.
Wu Yang did not dare to delay and quickly ran to the workshop and ordered: "First, distribute the work in hand and rush to make four-inch and three-inch pipes. Make ten of each size, immediately."
"this......"
A bricklayer asked with some doubt: "Wu Lizheng! The production of this pipeline requires a wooden mold. The sudden change of size is a bit hasty. I'm afraid..."
"Brother Zhang! Time waits for no one. Now everything has to give way to the canal construction. Sorry for the trouble." Wu Yang stroked the old man's hand solemnly.
Seeing this, the mason didn't say anything more. He waved his hand and said, "In that case, we brothers will start now, but the earliest delivery will be tomorrow at noon."
"Thank you very much." Wu Yang bowed and thanked.
Now they are racing against time. Wu Yang is very clear about what kind of changes this canal will bring to Shanghe Township in the future, and he cannot allow any mistakes to occur in the project.
Moreover, in just half a month, the water level of the Red River dropped visibly. Other people did not notice the change, but the people in Shanghe Township, Qili Township and Xiahe Township who lived by the water had already realized that something was wrong.
I'm afraid a drought is coming.
Seeing that several bricklayers had already started working, Wu Yang's eyes instantly glanced at a few pottery jars placed at the back of the workshop, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.
"Come here, some people, carry the pottery jars and follow me." Wu Yang called out hurriedly.
The few people waiting did not suspect anything and hurried forward, each holding two pottery jars, followed Wu Yang and ran straight to the ship parked on the Red River.
When Xie Tingwen saw Wu Yang leading a few people to arrive, he said in surprise, "This Wu Lizheng is very quick. I didn't expect that he would finish the baking in just a quarter of an hour."
Wang Lang smiled and said, "Sir, please don't joke around. The time it takes to make the wooden mold and fire it will have to wait until tomorrow at the earliest."
"So what is he doing..."
"Sir, wait a minute. You'll know when Wu Lizheng comes over to take a look."
While the two were talking, Wu Yang led six people to board the ship. He put down the Tao pipe in his arms, stroked his hand and said, "Greetings to Mr. Xie and Mr. Wang."
"Yeah!~"
Xie Tingwen nodded slightly, glanced at a few people and said suspiciously: "Wu Lizheng! What are you doing..."
"My Lord has just sent someone to pass on the message. I think the matter is urgent, so I took the initiative to bring over the pottery jars that I made for the people in my spare time."
"Yes!~"
Wang Lang couldn't help laughing, glanced at the pottery jar in the common people's arms and said, "Wu Lizheng's method is good."
"Master Wang is joking."
Wu Yang stroked his hand awkwardly and said, "We are racing against time. We can't afford to waste even a moment. I think everyone has seen the problem with the water level of the Red River."
"Yeah!~" Xie Tingwen nodded, naturally understanding the deep meaning of Wu Yang's words.
Wang Lang said nothing more. He quickly stepped forward to check the ceramic pipes in the hands of the people. He picked out seven or eight with similar calibers and looked at the yamen runners standing beside him.
"Knock off the bottoms of these pottery jars, being careful not to damage the jars."
"Yes!~"
The bailiff responded and took out the iron ruler from his waist, tapping gently on the bottom of the pottery jar.
Time passed, and after about an incense stick of time, the yamen runners finally broke through all the pottery jars. Ji Shen had already understood Wang Lang's idea and ordered people to transport the pottery pipes to the second-level water channel.
In the midst of everyone's nervous thoughts, the pipes were finally connected. Although it affected the appearance a little, calculating the water flow was the top priority at the moment, so no one cared.
"Sir! It's ready." Ji Shen shouted loudly while standing on the cliff.
"Release the water." Wang Lang shouted, and the workers in charge of the cofferdam hurriedly opened the gap, and the water from the Red River instantly poured into the pipe.
As the water flows in, the windmill buried at the bottom begins to rotate rapidly, driving the water to the first layer of the canal.
Seeing the water gushing out of the pipe, everyone's heart rose to their throat and their eyes instantly shifted to the second floor.
"Bang bang!~"
As several muffled sounds were heard from the second-layer pipe, water was seen gushing out from the pipe mouth, and everyone's hearts were instantly calmed down.
"Successful! Finally successful!"
Wang Lang excitedly held Wu Yang's hand, his eyes sparkling with joy as he said, "Wu Lizheng has made an indelible contribution to the smooth progress of this project!"
"Don't dare, don't dare."
Wu Yang waved his hands in panic and said, "You all are here for Shanghe Township. This is all I can do. If nothing else, I will go back. The kiln will need someone to help me."
"Hahaha!~"
Xie Tingwen couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, and laughed loudly, "Wu Lizheng, there is no need to be modest. This is not only for Shanghe Township, but also for Laigu County. You can go and get busy!"
"I'm leaving now." Wu Yang stroked his hands and retreated with the few people who came with him.
At this time, Wang Lang also smiled. He turned to Xie Tingwen, stroked his hand and said, "Sir! The water level of the Red River is dropping so fast. It seems that other places are already experiencing drought."
"Yeah!~"
Xie Tingwen nodded and said, "Shu Ting sent a report from the government office these days. Some areas in Yongzhou have not seen rain for dozens of days. Pingyang County is even worse. It has not seen rain for a month."
"Pingyang County?"
Wang Lang's expression suddenly brightened up when he was puzzled. "That is the fief of Princess Pingyang. I think the people of Pingyang will have a hard time this year."
"Hey!~"
Xie Tingwen sighed and said, "Other things are not within our control. Right now we need to build the dam as soon as possible and store as much water as possible."
"Yes!~"
Wang Lang stroked his hand and said, "Don't worry, my lord. I will calculate the size of the pipe and arrange for Wu Lizheng to adjust it immediately."
"Okay!~"
Xie Tingwen nodded and responded, not doubting Wang Lang's professionalism at all, and then took his men to the dam.
Zhu Gui did not come from a construction company, and he did not have the intelligence of Wang Lang in construction, but he had expertise as a businessman.
He expanded the original dam by half a circle and used a small hill of earth to reduce the construction time by a quarter, while also saving a lot of raw materials.
If Xie Shuting had not stopped him in time, according to Zhu Gui's thoughts, I'm afraid that several small hills in the neighboring An County would have been included in his plan.
Xie Shuting was not afraid of spending money nor was she trying to save money, but in such an unclear situation, it would be best if she could avoid getting into trouble with the other party.
If the magistrate of An County is on good terms with the government office, and the other party files a complaint, the dam will eventually have to be divided in half to the other party, which would not be a good thing for Laigu County.