After passing through the book, take Party A's system to escape from the famine

Chapter 324

"Why pull out the car?"

Li Chengqi frowned and looked at Zhou Huan.

I've seen the picture, it's very rough.

After all, it is a new gadget that has never been seen before, and it cannot be quickly established in the mind for a while.

Zhou Huan is also in a dilemma. He has perfect theoretical knowledge. He says he can explain it clearly, but if he really wants to do it, can these people understand it?

Her eyes swept across the faces of the three men.

Jiang He was already completely out of the way, knowing that seeing her smile, Zhou Huan gave him a white look: what is there to laugh at, what's so funny, this person must be laughing at how ugly her drawing is.

Zhou Huan's eyes fell on Zhou Man.

Zhou Man is well-read, but looking at the twisted eyes, he guesses that the waterwheel is really strange to him, and he has never seen it in the book.

"There is."

Zhou Huan slapped the table and stood up, walking outside, saying, "Wait for me, you wait for me."

He left the tent in a flash.

These people don't understand that they don't know how to work at all. Her drawings still have to be shown to people who can work, such as Sun Dazhuang.

"Big brother!"

At this time, Sun Dazhuang was mixing with the team of carpenters, preparing to help the people in the village cut wood and build houses.

There are sellers of blue bricks in the city, but the people here have no homes, so how can they have any money? Except for a few big families who have savings in the bank, the rest of the people have to cut wood to build wooden houses.

The old woman sat on the pile of firewood, sighed and said: "One day is one day, and the house will be changed after the Sang Tian raised by the family earns money in the next year."

Sun Dazhuang nodded heavily.

Among these people, there is no one who has ideas like Zhou Huan, and there is no one who can take the lead like Zhu Wuliu.

There are shrimp soldiers and crab generals in a village, old and weak, sick and disabled, and some old men say that they are better than the people in Youzhou.

Why is Sun Dazhuang so unbelievable?

Just take a look at the wood cut here, some of them are damp, can they be used?

These people are just here to join in the fun.

Just thinking about Zhou Huan, Zhou Huan appeared in front of him.

"Don't be big brother, I need you to do some work."

"Boom-"

Sun Dazhuang dropped the hand saw without saying a word.

What else to say, he didn't even need to ask Zhou Huan what he was going to do with him, anyway, working with Zhou Huan was more interesting than following these bastards.

Sure enough, when Sun Dazhuang saw the blueprint, his jaw dropped in shock.

"Sister? Did you draw this?"

Zhou Huan nodded, "Well, I drew it, take a look, can you make this thing?"

Sun Dazhuang's eyes fell on the blueprint again, and his little heart was thumping like a galloping horse.

"This is a rare thing, sister, I have convinced you, how did you come up with it?"

"I just think about it casually. In terms of craftsmanship, I have to be a big brother."

"Can you understand?"

Li Chengqi watched Zhou Huan and Sun Dazhuang talking to each other and flattering each other, and couldn't help asking Sun Dazhuang what was painted on it.

Sun Dazhuang couldn't tell if what was in his heart was the same thing as what was in Zhou Huan's head, but it was according to his idea.

Then it should look like this:
"My son, Lord Hou, please look, there is an orange tree standing in the middle, with buckets tied on both sides, the light side goes up, and the heavy side goes down, just like stepping on a seesaw, water can be discharged without any trouble .

It’s the thing in the middle, it has to be…”

"It's a pulley."

Zhou Huan then said: "Brother Big Zhuang is right, the principle is similar to that of a seesaw. I have seen that most of our rice fields are by the river, and the rice fields by the river can be drained by pulling a cart.

As for the remaining places, we can dig underground ditches to drain water, this depends on the needs of the people.

If I see that some people have fish ponds in addition to rice fields, if more people want to raise fish and ducks, we can bury pipes underground to facilitate their water storage, which can be regarded as waste utilization. "

Zhou Huan finished speaking in one breath, but his mind was still wandering.

These methods are all for the rainy south, so the north of them is dry this year, should we also build a few waterwheels to irrigate the farmland?

Or just let Sun Dazhuang practice his hands here, and make a few waterwheels, what if they also suffer from drought in the future.

Just don't do anything, just give them the highest configuration.

Zhou Huan nodded in satisfaction.

The three men in front of them looked at Zhou Huan with their own concerns.

Needless to say, Zhou Man, there is only one word of admiration for his sister in his heart.

As for Li Chengqi and Jiang He.

Li Chengqi looked at Jiang He, and quietly gave him a thumbs up.

For so long in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, this was the first time Li Chengqi stretched his brows and saw the dawn of victory.

Before long, he called the soldiers.

As the saying goes, there is strength in numbers, and these soldiers are assigned to Sun Dazhuang.

It was the first time in his life that Sun Dazhuang was able to command so many soldiers, and maybe the only time.

He cherishes such an opportunity very much.

Following Zhu Wuliu's way of walking darts, he led people up the mountain, cut bamboo, and did farm work.

Zhou Huan reminded him, don't use these people in vain, take the opportunity to chop some wood and come back, you don't need too much.

Sun Dazhuang scratched his head: "Sister, you have to listen to your brother. Those logs are useless, they are all damp. The logs on this mountain can't keep up with the ones we sold in the tea garden that day."

Zhou Huan smiled.

"Brother Big Zhuang, just cut it, I will find my own way when I come back.

This smile was so familiar that Sun Dazhuang felt excited when he saw it.

What to do, this life is to study hard.

After Sun Dazhuang went up the mountain, Zhou Huan also started to work at the bottom of the mountain. Once the valve of this knowledge was opened, the sizzling would come out, and it couldn't be stopped.

She can't find someone else, she has to find someone to do it secretly.

No matter where she is, knowledge is money, and she must not reveal this knowledge.

By the river, Zhou Huan found Zhu Wuliu, Xibao, Yuanbao, and Sanliang. Sun Peifang had to feed them, and it was very important not to come here to join in the fun.

Zhu Wuliu looked at himself standing side by side with a group of kids, very unpopular, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Zhou Huan smiled, "I want to take you to play in the mud."

"Playing with mud?" Zhu Wuliu yawned, he didn't sleep well last night, and finally wanted to catch up on sleep this afternoon, but this girl called him all the way to play with mud.

"Don't play, don't play, you can play with your younger brothers and sisters, I'm leaving."

"Huh? You..." Zhou Huan called Zhu Wuliu, "Don't regret your leaving."

"Huh?" Zhu Wuliu turned around, looked at Zhou Huan who was smiling and looking at him with his arms folded, and hesitated for a while.

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An hour later, when Sun Dazhuang took the bamboo back to the village and watched the soldiers start making pulleys and getting better, he rolled up his trousers and ran to the back mountain to find Zhou Huan with a bundle of wood on his back.

When he got there, his eyes froze.

I saw the children of Xibao Yuanbao rubbing their heads in the mud, their hands and faces were covered with mud, they looked very cute like little clay dolls.

Looking again, there is a fat man in the field, dark and with his butt upturned, digging a hole.

That's not his boss, Zhu Wuliu.

(End of this chapter)