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220. Water source

In the morning, Suldak sat in the woodshed, took out the gifts he had prepared, and placed them on the simple bed board.

I didn't expect that life at home would be so embarrassing. Only then did I realize that the gifts I had prepared seemed impractical. They included two pairs of exquisite women's lambskin boots, a soft silk dress, a gold necklace inlaid with rubies and an exquisite

A silver kettle is far less practical than a cow, a goat, a few bags of wheat and daily necessities.

Now that Old Sheila was willing to accept him, Surdak began to figure out how to subtly change his current life.

There were subtle footsteps coming from next door, followed by someone lifting a heavy barrel. Through the separated wooden planks of the woodshed, he happened to see Rita carrying a barrel out of the yard. Only then did Suldak think of

It seems that there is no well in the yard at all. The water used by the whole family should be carried from the creek on the edge of the village. The wooden bucket itself can weigh twenty kilograms. If it is filled with another bucket of water, it is estimated that

It should weigh fifty or sixty kilograms.

Surdak regretted not considering this when taking a shower last night and wasting a large bucket full of clean water.

Rita held her long blond hair casually, and when she was carrying the barrel, her right shoulder was pulled down by the heavy barrel. She leaned out of the yard. Surdak walked out of the woodshed and found that the only thing in the simple bathroom was

One of the wooden buckets was carried away by Rita. The water in the water tank placed at the door of the bathroom had bottomed out. Thinking that there were two water-gathering magic scrolls in her bag, she took out one.

This kind of water-gathering magic scroll is usually used in small group journeys. During the trip, it is often inevitable to encounter the embarrassing situation of not being able to find water sources along the way. This kind of water-based magic scroll, as long as it is unfolded, the water-gathering magic scroll on the scroll will

The magic pattern circle will automatically open, and water will continue to gather. Since this magic scroll is very convenient to carry, it has been widely used in various brigades, adventure groups and armies.

However, this kind of magic scroll is actually not suitable for ordinary families, because it is not cheap to make. A magic scroll.

Surdak unfolded the magic scroll and felt the weak magic power flowing slowly in the magic pattern array on the scroll. Then some water droplets appeared on the water tank and fell into the water tank. This kind of

The most convenient thing about the magic scroll is that there are four autumn leather nails on the four corners of the parchment, which can be used to temporarily nail the scroll to the wooden wall.

Obviously at this time, using the water gathering magic scroll to fill the water tank with water is a bit luxurious. If there is an extra wooden barrel, Surdak thinks there is nothing wrong with going to the river to fetch water. The clear water flow

Put into a water tank, if this kind of magic scroll is used normally, it can probably last for a day and a night, and then all the magic power on the scroll will be exhausted.

Suldak walked into the yard, and Gubolai's horse was tied next to the stone roller. The horse was munching on a pile of grass in front of it with its head lowered. When it saw Suldak coming over, it quickly kissed its head affectionately.

Gong Suldak, Suldak saw it eating with some foam hanging from the corners of its mouth, he pushed it away with disgust, untied its reins, and allowed it to run around in the yard for two laps.

It's just that it seems that the ancient Bolai horse is not satisfied with such a small range of activities in the yard. It is close to Surdak. It seems that it wants Surdak to take it out to the village. This kind of war horse cannot be kept in captivity.

, and you should not eat a full meal at every meal, and you have to run and train every day, otherwise once you gain weight, you won’t be able to run anymore.

Surdak got on his horse, and Gubolai's horse was so excited that he couldn't help but neigh.

Natasha happened to come out with a water basin, and she was so frightened that she quickly retreated to the door. It seemed that she was going to make breakfast, but she was frightened by the sound of horses honking.

Surdak turned the horse's head, holding the reins with one hand, and said to Natasha: "I'll go outside for a walk and I'll be back soon."

Wall Village is in a small ravine. Because this ravine has a small stream, there are some barren slopes on the left and right sides of the ravine. The villagers grow some barley and cassava on these barren slopes. These are probably the entire village.

The daily food rations and land that can be cultivated are gathered near the river. This river flows on the surface for about three kilometers and then seeps into the ground. Therefore, the land that can be cultivated is only these three kilometers of floodplains.

Suldak walked up the creek and soon left the village of Wall. However, he didn't go far before reaching the spring in the upper reaches of the creek. It was only about the diameter of a bowl. The clear spring water emerged from the stone hole.

It came out because it was the rainy season and the spring water was quite abundant. However, the limestone geology here has many cracks and holes in the rocks, which could not hold water at all. After the spring water reached the river beach downstream of the village, it all seeped into the ground.

Surdak jumped off the horse, squatted on the rocks next to the spring, took a handful of cool spring water and took a sip. He felt that there was a faint smell of sulfur. In fact, if he looked at the spring water like this, he would be able to drink it day and night without stopping.

Spring water flows out of the ground, which is enough for the whole village to drink and to irrigate crops. The problem probably lies in the fact that the geology here cannot hold water at all.

In fact, if a larger reservoir can be built upstream, it may slightly change the life in the village. Even in the dry season, the village will not be short of water, Surdak thought while squatting by the stream.

He thought a lot. He thought about how to make the reservoir store enough drinking water. He also thought about the energy-saving irrigation promoted in water-scarce areas in his previous life. Of course, the first thing to solve was the water pipe problem. He didn't know that the city of Helensa

Is it possible to buy it? If not, I think I can use a bamboo pipe instead!

However, these are only preliminary ideas.

When she returned to the stone house, Rita was squatting next to the water tank, curiously looking at the magic scroll on the wooden board next to the water tank. The water gathered from the magic scroll had almost filled the water tank, and a rushing sound came from the bathroom.

She scooped a spoonful of water from the water tank with a wooden spoon and tried to take a sip. Her expression was a little strange, and then she couldn't help but take a big sip.

"Natasha, come and see, the water in the tank is actually sweet."

For Rita, who was used to drinking mountain spring water with the smell of sulfur, the pure water condensed by the magic scroll did have a hint of sweetness.

When the sister-in-law and sister-in-law discovered that Suldak had returned from outside, they hurriedly hid in the kitchen of the main house. They were obviously not used to the sudden addition of someone to the house.

When Surdak saw that the water tank was almost full of water, he rolled up the magic scroll again, and the water gathering magic came to an abrupt end.

Breakfast is still chestnut porridge, but without the unpalatable cassava, the simple chestnut porridge is still very sweet. The only bad thing is that there is a trace of chestnut skin in the porridge. If you want to completely pick out the chestnut skin,

It was impossible, so I had to make do with it, even if it scratched my throat when swallowing, Rita, Natasha, and little Peter all ate it very deliciously.

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