Liu Xiaopang patted his butt and left, but the craftsmen were all staying behind.

It is not enough to fill the tunnel with river water. The tunnels need to be lined up, and deep pits that are straight downward are filled.

Deep pits can absorb water very much.

As the craftsmen said, the soil at the bottom of the stream was soft.

A day later, the tunnel that passed through the stream began to accumulate water. Another day later, the tunnel was full of water.

Early in the morning of the third day, Liu Xiaopang's house was full of nails and was beaten hard.

"Young master, young master! It's stuck! It's the voice of the old craftsman.

Liu Bei, who was sleeping in a daze, jumped up.

He washed and dressed, and ran out of the door with Gongsun.

The water in the clear stream rises!

Good thing!

When the two of them rushed to the mouth of Qingxi, they were seeing the straight figure of the old patriarch standing.

There were also a group of craftsmen who were stunned and full of horror.

Liu Bei bowed quickly to the old patriarch and leaned forward to see that the cofferdam that blocked the stream from halfway and gradually submerged into the water from both sides was completely gone!

The tunnel collapsed and the rocks fell!

The tunnel collapses, maybe it’s easy to understand. Why did the huge rocks collapse along with it?

By the way, the tunnel is still tens of feet away from the huge rock!

Zi said no wonder that the strange powers and the gods were in chaos.

But all this in front of you...

A loud bang followed by a splash of water soaring into the sky.

Before the splashes fell, the cofferdam collapsed and the stream flowed down!

Could it be - the magic technique of land-sinking?!

Could it be that the young master is a master of the Eight Sects of Dunjia, which can drive away the gods of the Six Dings and Six Jias?!

Liu Bei, who was so proud, suddenly became alert.

Jian Jue, who stood side by side with him, suddenly had a murderous aura.

There are so many people and eyes. These craftsmen cannot keep them!

"Cough cough!" The old patriarch suddenly coughed lightly and walked slowly to the center of the crowd. He didn't know what he said to the craftsmen, so he asked Gongsun to gather his murderous intent.

"Don't do this again in the future." The old patriarch bent down and told Liu Xiaopang with a smile.

"Liu Bei knew." The fat man saluted respectfully.

When a tree stands out in the forest, the wind will destroy it. When a pile is higher than the shore, the flow will rush.

This last sentence is appropriate.

Waiting for another day, the stream gradually slowed down.

The valley is exposed at the river bend.

This river valley is enlarged. Isn’t it just the Hetao area around the “Ji” bend of the Yellow River, with abundant water and grass, and is known as “the Yellow River has many harms, only rich ones”?

Of course, Qingxi is not as grand as the Yellow River. It is just an unknown stream. It is located in the Hebei Plain with lakes and lakes, adjacent to Julu Daze, and is even less famous.

When the water surface is stable, go down and try it, the water will be left with knees.

Build stones and dams, and encircle land!

At the order of the old patriarch, the tribe members brought their own tools to help.

The craftsmen who were prepared to settle here by the old patriarch's words to avoid the disaster of death also began to show their architectural talents.

First, we build a wall along the edge of the river valley and the main river channel with gravel. Then we use dilute mud to build a low water barrier. Then we order people to scoop up all the accumulated water in the valley, and after sunlight is exposed to the sun, it will be a good field!

What exactly should be planted in grains and cereals? It is suitable for the place.

"Huainanzi·Topographic Training" says: "Fen water is turbid, suitable for hemp, suitable for wheat when mixing water, suitable for beans when mixing river water, suitable for beans when mixing Luo water, suitable for wheat when mixing water, suitable for millet when mixing Wei water with many strength, and suitable for rice when fertile river water." It is also said: wheat is suitable for wheat in the east, rice in the south, millet in the west, beans in the north, and crop in the center.

According to this classification method, it is generally not wrong.

In theory, it is most appropriate to plant wheat when it is isolated from the stream, dry the land. But Liu Xiaopang decided to plant rice.

In the Han Dynasty where Liu Xiaopang was living, the rice planting was gradually expanding to the north. According to literature records, rice was widely planted in the southern region, and rice was also widely planted in the eastern part of the Hexi Corridor, south of the Hetao, and north of the Yanshan Mountains.

That night, the backyard toilet.

The female assassin with her sleeves, leggings and dressed in a night clothes, looked like a smile, making Liu Xiaopang feel furious.

"Divine Art of Earth Sinking?"

"Where did the gods come from?" Xiaopang smiled.

"What's the reason?" the female assassin asked.

"Dig a hole and fill it with water, the soil layer is as soft as a cake, and it will collapse under heavy pressure and even the riverbed collapses. The huge rock will naturally sink together." Liu Xiaopang smiled and revealed the mystery.

Ground collapse: a geological phenomenon caused by nature or man, where surface rocks and soils fall downwards and form collapse pits (holes) on the ground. Surface rocks and soils are affected by natural and man-made factors, such as earthquake vibration, precipitation seeping into the ground, self-weight pressure, underground erosion hollowing, tunnel drainage or sudden water, extraction of karst groundwater, reservoir livestock water diversion, mining collapse, etc., thus causing ground sinking.

The asphalt road in later generations suddenly collapsed a huge deep pit, swallowing up vehicles and pedestrians. This is probably why.

"Is this true?" It doesn't matter whether the female assassin believes it or not, whether she understands it or not. She just wants an answer.

"The drawings are here, why not try them?" Liu Xiaopang presented the authentic drawings with both hands.

Since Liu Bei gave the answer, the purpose of her trip was achieved. As for whether the person who sent her to ask after returning was satisfied or not, it was not what she had to consider.

"Those craftsmen are better..." The female assassin danced with a knife around the ring and made a slash.

"No need." Liu Xiaopang said that he would listen to the news that the craftsman was about to move his family to Lousang Village.

"Well." The female assassin knew very well that a Han clan with the ultimate goal of re-election would definitely keep his mouth shut. As for those craftsmen, they were not very polite and had their own clan rules and family rules to deal with. In this era, don't underestimate the power of a clan.

Liu Bei recruited three hundred local heroes. Do you think he only depends on his own strength?

Think about who came to Cao Cao and Chen Liu to raise an army and issued a forgery to attack Dong.

As mentioned earlier, Zhuo County has a high terrain in the west and low terrain in the east, and has little ups and downs. Therefore, this river valley flooded by streams has a wide area.

A rough measurement is about a hundred acres.

The land in the Han Dynasty was 240 square meters and was one mu (465 square meters). The yield per mu was about three stones.

Consider that it only cooks once a year, the yield is indeed not high.

However, it is enough for Liu Bei and his son to have hundreds of acres of fertile land.

With hundreds of acres of fertile land, Liu Bei and his son were obviously unable to cultivate it.

Therefore, hiring some people became the top priority.

I asked the old patriarch that I could only plant late rice at this time.

Those who ripen in October are called late rice (10th month of the lunar calendar). They are usually sown after the seeds and harvested before the beginning of winter. Therefore, later generations have the sentence "The field of yellow piles of late rice, and the fence is green and the winter green is seen."

At this time, there was no precedent for planting rice in Zhuo County. The famous "Zhuozhou Gongji Rice" began in the Southern and Northern Dynasties.

No matter what.

It is a specialty of Zhuo County, and it was released in the early years, and it was quite different. It is almost the same as it is.

The time is just right, and the steps to plant rice are also made slightly better.

The problem is that there are no seedlings to plant in the north!

What should I do?

Seeing the days slipping away day by day, Liu Xiaopang, who had his worries plunged into the toilet, immediately ran into a female assassin.

"According to the drawing in the picture, the method has been tried. Maybe it will work." The sinking map that Liu Bei gave to the female assassin must have been verified. Half of the results, some can succeed, and some can not. So the female assassin said that it may work.

"The terrain, water and soil are different. There is no absolute certainty about success or failure." Liu Bei pointed to the sky with his finger: "Planning is up to people, and success is up to heaven."

"What a 'the plan depends on others, and the success depends on heaven'!" This really touched the female assassin's heart.

"What you need will be delivered soon. I want to go on a long journey, take care of you." The female assassin is going to say goodbye?

"Take care." Before the words were finished, the fragrant wind had passed.

As soon as I left the toilet, I saw a man standing in front of the corner door with a light.

But it’s Gongsun Lanyan!

Perhaps, Jian Jue is in control of the whereabouts of the female assassin. The reason why it appeared on the light today is probably related to the female assassin's long journey.

As for why he noticed it, it was not something Liu Bei could guess.

"Is there something wrong?" Gongsun asked softly.
Chapter completed!