Era: Starting from cave dwellings in northern Shaanxi

Chapter 19 Broken Feng Shui?

It was almost noon when Liu Chunhua arrived with two people, using a donkey cart to pull a water-pumping machine.

After all, wells were being dug elsewhere and not many people could be spared. Shuangshuiwan also set up a well-drilling team. She brought people here to provide more 'technical' support.

"Old party secretary, you are moving very quickly."

Liu Chunhua looked at the well that had been drilled in the yard to a depth of more than half a meter and couldn't help but say.

"It won't work if we don't hurry up. The whole village is waiting for water."

The old branch secretary sighed.

In fact, he could have waited until Liu Chunhua brought someone here before starting, but he started construction before the other party came, making it clear that he wanted to achieve the established fact.

In this way, even if Liu Chunhua repeats something, it will be useless.

After all, the fight has already started, so we can’t fill it in anymore, right?

"Captain, based on my experience, if you dig a well here, it is impossible to produce water."

Liu Chunhua was followed by an old man and a young man. The old man was about fifty years old. The most distinctive feature was his hands full of calluses.

The young man was only in his twenties. He first walked around the well, then walked to Liu Chunhua, and spoke directly without shying away from the old party secretary and Sun Xiangyang beside him.

"If you use a dragon-seeking ruler to find water, you are a liar."

After hearing his words, the old party secretary's eyes began to look evil.

"Okay, please stop saying a few words. No matter what, let's walk a few meters and see before we talk."

Liu Chunhua glared at the other person, didn't she see that they had already started?
  If you say such depressing words now, aren't you asking for trouble?
  "Yes, young people just can't calm down. It won't cost much to dig a hole [-] to [-] meters away. Even if there is really no water, won't your professional well drilling team come?"

The old party secretary had only one meaning in his words. It was successful, and that was due to Sun Xiangyang.

Failed.

It doesn’t matter, just start over.

After all, we, a bunch of farmers, don’t specialize in digging wells. What the hell do we know?

Listening to his words, Sun Xiangyang was a little moved. The old party secretary's preference was really unreasonable.

The young man who just spoke was so blocked that he almost wanted to give up and return the way he came.

As the only professional well-drilling team in the commune, they will receive a grand welcome wherever they go. It is common for fellow villagers to deliver meals and water.

And as the technical backbone of the well-drilling team and the reserve team leader, he is even more popular in everyone's eyes.

Who doesn't call him "Technician Wang" when he sees him?

Finally, when I arrived at Shuangshui Bay, I was surprised.

When Liu Chunhua saw his appearance, she didn't try to dissuade him. She knew best who was under her command.

Although she is not optimistic about digging a well here, in fact, she hopes to be able to draw water.

Does this mean that the Dragon-Seeking Ruler is not a lie, but actually effective?
  As Sun Xiangyang said before, it is just because there are too many scammers in this industry that it has ruined its reputation.

Liu Chunhua felt that if the Dragon-seeking Ruler was really useful, she would definitely have to find a way to learn it. Combined with her own skills and experience, she would definitely be able to dig more wells.

Compared to technician Wang Li, who was babbling and fussing at the beginning, the other old master made some suggestions after asking about the size of the well.

First of all, in his estimation, if this well can really produce water, the depth will be more than fifteen meters. If it is drilled straight up and down, later construction will be more difficult.

Therefore, he suggested that the diameter of the top three meters should be expanded to four meters, dug down to about five meters, and then reduced to three meters. After another five meters, the diameter should be reduced to two meters.

The advantage of this is that after digging to a certain depth, people can stand in the reduced position to assist in digging.

At the same time, this structure can also prevent the shaft wall from collapsing, making it safer.

Even the stone base will be stronger in the later stage.

This is why Liu Chunhua brought him here.

Because in terms of well-drilling skills, the other party is the real master.

After hearing this, the old party secretary didn't say anything and directly let the other party take command.

During this period, Sun Xiangyang also learned the identity of the other party, Geng Guohai, forty-five years old, and his ancestor was a captain of Mojin School. Because the diameter was enlarged, the progress of digging the well was also greatly slowed down. Until the work stopped in the evening, the total depth of the well was only a little over two meters.

This progress is not slow anymore, but digging a well becomes more difficult the further down you go, and the speed becomes slower.

What the old party secretary said before was that it wouldn't take much to dig ten to eight meters, and it simply couldn't stand up to scrutiny.

But now, no one is stupid enough to mention it again.

Only Wang Li, hiding from the old party secretary, sneered in his heart.

Normally, for a well where there is no certainty that there will be water, a diameter of just over one meter should be dug at first, and then a diameter of about ten meters should be dug first to see how it goes.

If you are sure there is water, add more pressure, otherwise it will refill.

It saves time and effort.

If we continue to attack at the current scale, we may not be able to reach the depth in ten days and a half. More importantly, if the water is not extracted, all the efforts will be wasted.

Because the old party secretary had 'offended' him before, and the others didn't look at him seriously, he knew about it but didn't mention it at all, just waiting to see the joke in the end.

After the work was over, the Shuangshuiwan well-drilling team members went back to their respective homes, and there was no need to worry about food.

Even Liu Chunhua and the others came with dry food and asked the old branch secretary to find two cave dwellings for them to live in at night.

In the yard, Mrs. Qian looked at the big pit in front of her, forgetting the awkward feeling in her heart.

Although her yard is seven or eight meters wide, with such a big hole dug in the middle, the space left on both sides will be smaller, making it inconvenient to get in and out in the future.

The key is to go out and see the well, who can be happy?

"Aunt Qian, what are you looking at?"

Zhao Fuhai appeared out of nowhere and stood next to the big pit.

"I don't know what happened, but as soon as the well was drilled, my heart started to hurt."

Mrs. Qian started to complain.

"broken!"

Suddenly, Zhao Fuhai clapped his hands fiercely, startling Mrs. Qian.

"You're so surprised, what are you doing?"

"Aunt Qian, I know why your heart hurts."

Zhao Fuhai came closer and whispered.

"why?"

"It must be the well that caused the trouble. It ruined the feng shui of our courtyard. I heard that this thing is really awesome. If it's not strong enough, it can kill you."

"K-k-death?"

Mrs. Qian suddenly panicked.

Even if she quarreled with others, she would always say: "Kill me if you have the guts."

But in fact, she was terribly afraid of death.

Even just now, she just felt awkward and uncomfortable. The so-called heartache was just that.

But after Zhao Fuhai reminded her, the pit of her heart really started to hurt.

"Xiao Hai, I know you have been smart since you were a child. Over the years, my aunt has taken care of you. You must find a way to help her."

Mrs. Qian knew very well how unpopular she was in Shuangshui Bay.

I can't count on my sweet-natured daughter-in-law at all. Her two grandsons haven't grown up yet, and outsiders won't care about her.

So after counting, it seemed that only Zhao Fuhai in front of her could help her.

"This……"

Seeing Mrs. Qian's anxiety, Zhao Fuhai rolled his eyes and began to whet his appetite.

(End of this chapter)