It snowed at the end of the New Year. It was not heavy, just a thin layer, not even as thick as a palm. Chen Mo watched the snow in the courtyard being swept away by his servants. The original color could no longer be seen, and he couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Mother, why do you sigh so much these days?" In the house, Cai Yan, who was holding her child, was talking to Chen Mo's mother about herself. When she saw Chen Mo sighing again in the courtyard, she couldn't help but ask.

"As the saying goes, winter snow is a good year. Zhao Ji may have never been involved in farming. I don't know why. Generally speaking, if there are a few heavy snowfalls in winter, the next year will be a good year. On the contrary, like this year, the next year will be a bad year.

, Bo Dao grew up in the fields and started farming at the age of six. He is naturally aware of the sufferings of the people. In the coming year, the people are afraid that they will not have enough to eat." Mother Chen glanced at her son, sighed and said: "He is now in charge of the people's livelihood in Guanzhong.

, Ordinary people only know that he has a high and powerful position, but they don’t know that the livelihood of thousands of people is also shouldered by him alone.”

"No wonder my husband seems to have something on his mind these days, but he never tells me this." Cai Yan shook his head.

"It's useless to say it. I'm just giving you instructions to increase your troubles. As a woman, we only need to help our husbands take care of the housework. Don't worry about anything else." Mother Chen shook her head and said with a smile.

"Mom, tell us some things about my husband when he was a child. I feel that my husband is quite different from the children I met when I was a child." Cai Yan nodded with a smile.

"Okay, Mom, I'll talk to you later." Mother Chen nodded with a smile. Although she has talked about the things about Chen Mo's childhood many times, she never gets tired of talking about them.

In the yard, Chen Mo grabbed a handful of dirty snow in his hand, looked at it carefully, didn't sigh anymore, threw it away, got up and walked out the door.

"Master, are you going to the government office?" Dian Wei changed his clothes and saw Chen Mo coming out, so he quickly followed with his son.

"Take your guards and follow me to the river project to have a look. In the coming year, the big man, you can't slow down on these canal diversion projects, otherwise the crops will dry up and I don't know how many people will suffer." Chen Mo shook his head and took it.

The war horse handed over by the bodyguard turned over and mounted.

"Here!" Dian Wei agreed, took his bodyguard and left with Chen Mo.

Chen Mo has always attached great importance to the safety of himself and his family. Although he rarely makes it public, he always has many guards around him. Even if Chen Mo himself has good martial arts, he will not be arrogant enough to think that he is invincible.

Already.

The group of people arrived at the Jing River in a mighty manner, only to see that Zhong Yao was already inspecting this area. This time, the water conservancy projects in Chang'an were handed over to Zhong Yao's Sikong Mansion.

"Mr. Yuan Chang." Chen Mo got off his horse, bowed to Zhong Yao, looked around and said, "How is the progress?"

"According to the current excavation speed, it will be difficult to irrigate all the fields in Chang'an before spring, and many terrains will be difficult to irrigate even with water canals." Zhong Yao sighed.

Not all places are suitable for ditches. For example, in some places with higher terrain, even if ditches are dug, there is no way to divert water there.

Chen Mo and the others had not only predicted that the coming year would be a drought year. In fact, there were many people in the court who knew astronomy. It was no secret among the top officials that there would be a severe drought in Guanzhong next year. However, Chen Mo’s active preparation for the drought year was called

People are a little surprised. After all, in drought years, it is more common to open warehouses and release grain to help the people. It is not that there are people like Chen Mo who actively dig ditches, but it is more laborious to do this kind of thing, and few people will do it.

During the time when Li Jue and Guo Si were in power, the situation in Guanzhong was not good, but they only took care of the life and death of the Xiliang army. When they ran out of food, they would plunder and plunder. This comparison makes Chen Mo more noble.

"Watering by manpower?" Chen Mo looked at some higher-lying places in the distance and frowned.

"How much manpower does it take to water a field?" Zhong Zhong shook his head helplessly. This idea was obviously unrealistic.

"Dig the canals first. At least we can still get some harvest. In my opinion, next year will be a severe drought year. If we don't make some preparations, I'm afraid there will be no harvest."

"General... General, Si... Sikong... humble... common people or... maybe there is some way." While Chen Mo was discussing with Zhong Yao, a stammering voice sounded not far away from the two of them.

Looking back, he saw a young man dressed as a craftsman who was stopped by Chen Mo's personal guards and was trying his best to shout in this direction.

"Let him come over!" Chen Mo waved his hand to the guards and motioned for them to let him come over.

"This man seems to be a craftsman recruited from Fufeng." Zhong Yao looked at the visitor in confusion and said.

"Craftsman?" Chen Mo nodded. The young man was obviously a little cautious and shyly stopped at a distance from the two of them to salute them.

Chen Mo tried his best to appear gentle and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid. What is your name? Where do you belong?"

"Go back... back to the general, the grassroots... Ma... Ma Jun, Fufeng... the people." The young man stuttered.

"You said you have a way? Do you know what I will talk about later?" Chen Mo said with a smile.

"The grass... the grass people... heard it." Ma Jun bowed and said.

Zhong Yao on the side looked at the young man and said, "Have you always talked like this?"

"Yes...yes, the common people...are not...not good at words!" Ma Jun bowed quickly.

"Nothing, this is not a sin." Zhong Yao waved his hand, he was just curious: "Can you help us speed up the digging of the canal?"

"No...can't!" The young man shook his head.

Zhong Yao was slightly unhappy: "Then how can you help me?"

"Grass... grass people have... something. If... made, it can help... the court lead... water from lower places... to higher places!" Ma Jun bowed.

"How is this possible?" Zhong Yao frowned.

"Is there such a treasure in the world?" Chen Mo looked at Ma Jun curiously: "Where is it?"

"It...has not been...made yet." Ma Jun shook his head.

Zhong Yao frowned: "If you practice nonsense, you can't afford it if it delays things!"

It feels like this young man is playing tricks.

"Mr. Yuan Chang, neither you nor I can think of a way to irrigate high places. Why don't we listen to what this man did. If it makes sense, it might be a good thing." Chen Mo said with a smile, looking at the young man's luck.

Although it is low, his destiny is not low. It is not easy for a common man to have a destiny like his with no power and power. He must have extraordinary abilities.

"Overturning the car...Has the general ever heard of it?" Ma Jun bowed and said.

"Back then, Bi Lan once overturned a car to collect water and sprinkle it on the road. I know, but this thing can't lead water to high places." Chen Mo nodded, then frowned and looked at the other party. Bi Lan's overturning car was nothing he had ever seen in person.

The function of diverting water to high places.

"Just...just make some...improvements." Ma Jun was obviously prepared. He took out a sheepskin from his arms and handed it to Chen Mo: "Please...general...take a look at it."

Chen Mo reached out and took the sheepskin, and opened it was a blueprint, which was similar to a rollover, but there were a few more things, and the markings on it were very clear. Chen Mo looked at it carefully for a moment, and gradually understood the principle.

Pull the sprocket forcefully, and the sprocket will continuously scoop up the water and then pour it down from a high place.

"It seems feasible." Chen Mo handed the drawing to Zhong Yao and said, "What do you think, Mr. Yuan Chang?"

Zhong Yao doesn't know much about this. He doesn't learn everything like Chen Mo. A normal person's energy is always limited. People like Chen Mo who learn everything and are good at everything. Looking at ancient and modern times, there are not many people. I'm afraid there is only Chen Mo in the world.

.

After looking at it for a moment, he didn't see the reason. He handed it back to Chen Mo and said, "The general has learned a lot, and the general thinks it is feasible. It seems that there is indeed some feasible method."

"Ma Jun?" Chen Mo looked at the young man and asked.

"Here!" Ma Jun bowed quickly and said.

"How long will it take to make this?" Chen Mo handed the sheepskin back to Ma Jun and asked.

"It depends on how far it is from the water source." Ma Jun bowed. This thing must be judged based on the terrain.

Chen Mo nodded and pointed to a high tunnel in the distance: "That high ground is the closest to here. The ditch here will be dug to open the water in about seven days. How many manpower will be needed to build a rollover within seven days?"

Ma Jun stood up, looked at the high ground in the distance, bowed and said: "If... there are three craftsmen... enough wood, it will take... about... three days."

"I will give you seven days. As long as you do it before the water is opened, I will give you a credit and you can serve as an official under me. Are you willing?" Chen Mo asked with a smile.

"Grass people...are willing!" Ma Jun quickly thanked him.

"Don't rush to pray now. Only when you have done well will you be qualified. But if you can't succeed, you should continue to be your craftsman." Chen Mo stretched out his hand to support Ma Jun and said.

"Lord...Lord, don't worry, I will definitely...satisfy...my lord!" Ma Jun said solemnly.

"We'll see." Chen Mo smiled and didn't say much. He assigned a few craftsmen to Ma Jun and asked them to follow Ma Jun's orders. He would come to check after seven days.

After Ma Jun thanked him, he said goodbye and left.

"General, do you believe him so much?" After watching Ma Jun leave, Zhong Yao and Chen Mo walked side by side on the road and asked with a smile.

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, it's the best if it can be done. If it can't be done, it's just a few craftsmen who haven't worked for a few days, so it won't be a problem." Chen Mo inspected the construction site and said with a smile: "Since it's done, it's a big reward, even if it doesn't work, it won't be a problem.

There’s nothing to lose, so why not give it a try? Many big things in this world are sometimes caused by these inconspicuous little things.”

Zhong Yao nodded in agreement when he heard this. Apart from anything else, Chen Mo's way of doing things and his openness are something ordinary people don't have. Now, Zhong Yao is not surprised at all that Chen Mo can build such a big business at such an age.

Well, this young man knows how to use people, and he dares to let his subordinates do their job. He is a character.

"I wonder what the general thinks of the current situation in the world?" Zhong Yao and Chen Mo came to the river and asked with a smile.

"It's hard to say." Chen Mo shook his head. The world is extremely complicated right now. There are powerful princes, such as Yuan Shao, Chen Mo, Cao Cao, Liu Biao, Yuan Shu, Tao Qian and Liu Yan in Shu. The relationships among them are intricate and complex. They really want to be reunited.
Chapter completed!