The Vicious Fat Wife Dressed as a Disabled General

Chapter 90
Uncle Zhang was taken aback when he heard Jiang Zhinuan's words.

Mainly subconsciously, he has not yet accepted that bees, which fly around and sting people, can be raised artificially.

But he looked at Jiang Zhinuan as if he was joking.

"Are you serious?"

Jiang Zhinuan nodded very seriously: "Of course it is true. I remember the method of raising bees. Although I may have tried and made mistakes at the beginning, I am confident that I can get this done. Didn't you also say that honey is precious now? In addition to feeding me, raising this should make me a fortune, which is definitely better than farming."

Uncle Zhang couldn't hold back and took out the pot of dry tobacco and began to smoke it.

It wasn't until I came to the mountain spring that I said, "I'll ask my second child's opinion when I go back, but since you have said so well about this matter, you can raise it yourself, there's no need to make it easier for others."

Jiang Zhinuan chuckled: "I didn't want to take advantage of others, that's why I told you."

She didn't treat Uncle Zhang as an outsider for a long time, and Uncle Zhang felt relieved when he heard this: "Okay, I understand, I will tell him when I get back tonight, if I can't make sense, bring someone here tomorrow, and you can tell him yourself."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Zhang first."

The mountain spring in front of me is gurgling, and the water flow is not too big. If you put a wooden barrel there, it will take a stick of incense to fill it up.

However, the mountain spring water kept flowing day and night, and there was a puddle below, and occasionally a leaf or two floated over it, it was so clear that Jiang Zhinuan held it in his hands and put it in his mouth.

Sweet and refreshing, even better than mineral water.

She went directly to scoop the water with a bucket, and after a while, it didn't get muddy at all.

"Uncle Zhang, try this mountain spring water, it's so sweet!"

Abo Zhang tried to nod. He looked back at the road he had come when he came. It was not far or close, and it was difficult to lead the mountain spring water there without being polluted.

Jiang Zhinuan had thought about this matter a long time ago.

When digging a canal, the water will definitely be turbid at first, but the mountain spring water keeps washing away, so it shouldn't take long for the water to become clear.

She invited Uncle Zhang to come over, and she wanted Uncle Zhang to help him see how to repair the canal more conveniently.

But her idea was overturned by Uncle Zhang.

"It can't be done."

Jiang Zhinuan frowned in confusion: "Why?"

The water in the ditch will be dirty when it is windy and rainy, and there are wild animals in this mountain. The mountain spring water flows to you through the ditch, and it may not be licked or drank by anyone, or even soaked in your feet!
amount……

Jiang Zhinuan felt a little sick.

In case some wild rabbit and wild pheasant ran through this ditch, the water she drank...

never mind!It's better to work harder on your own, at worst, go back and forth several times a day to fetch water, and then get the water tank to store water.

She doesn't want to drink water that has been polluted by something.

The plan fell through, and Jiang Zhinuan couldn't hide his disappointment. He picked up the bucket filled with water and said to Uncle Zhang, "Let's go back. From now on, I'll just come to fetch water every day."

"Come to fetch water every day?"

Jiang Zhinuan nodded, "Otherwise, what else can I do?"

"Actually, I have a way."

Jiang Zhinuan's eyes lit up all of a sudden: "What way?"

"We cut through the middle of the bamboo you cut, and then connect them one by one, so that the mountain spring water flows down the bamboo tube."

Jiang Zhinuan slapped his forehead, his face full of surprise: "Why didn't I think of that!"

The water flows down the bamboo tube, so it is not afraid of wind and rain, and will not be polluted.

She gave Uncle Zhang a thumbs up: "You still have more ways to do it. I will pack up the bamboo this afternoon and prepare to draw the water down."

Uncle Zhang nodded and went down with Jiang Zhinuan. The blanched pieces in the pot were ready, and Di Qing helped to fish them out. Jiang Zhinuan washed his hands and continued cooking.

Zhang Abo looked at the pile of bamboo that Jiang Zhinuan had cut back, picked out a pile of bowls with thick and thin mouths, and then took a shovel and walked towards the mountain spring.

"Uncle Zhang, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to see the route of this water diversion."

Jiang Zhinuan hurriedly said: "Okay, I have to cook, thank you for your hard work."

"Well, make it delicious, I'm so hungry."

After all, Uncle Zhang walked away with the shovel on his back.

This time, Jiang Zhinuan didn't talk about keeping bees in his ear. Zhang Abo observed the terrain all the way, and if he wanted to draw water, the water source had to be high and the place below to catch the water was low.

It is definitely not possible to go down the road. When he reaches the mountain spring, he has to go down at a slant. This mountain spring is only 100 meters high from Jiang Zhinuan's current log cabin. The house is only 50 meters high.

But the distance is about 500 meters. The mountain spring water has no pressure. If the water is to flow through without hindrance, the water must continue to go down.

Uncle Zhang found an open space and sat down with a shovel on his ass. After smoking a whole pot of dry tobacco, he stood up and followed the mountain spring to the place where Jiang Zhinuan was building a new house, digging a ditch that could hold a thick bamboo tube in the mouth of a bowl. .

He wanted to ensure that the ditch was slanted downwards all the way, so that it could be used to fix the bamboo tube, and also ensure the angle of the bamboo tube, so that the mountain spring water could flow steadily and continuously to Jiang Zhinuan.

He went all the way, there was a distance of about three hundred meters, and when he was calculating how many bamboos he would use, Jiang Zhinuan yelled from below.

"dinner's ready!"

Uncle Zhang had already smelled the scent, and when Jiang Zhinuan yelled at him, the gluttons in his stomach aroused, and the numbers he had just calculated in his head were all forgotten.

He clapped his hands vigorously, and greeted these master craftsmen loudly: "Let's go, let's eat. I dare not say anything else about Jiang girl, but this cooking skill is definitely this!"

He gave a thumbs up and praised Jiang Zhinuan's cooking skills without hesitation.

"That's called a top quack!"

Jiang Zhinuan smiled at the bottom. There was no table yet, so Jiang Zhinuan could only build a few planks at random, and spread a circle of reed grass cut from the reeds.

There is a big iron pot in the center, a big pot of stewed chicken.

She awkwardly greeted everyone to sit on the floor: "I'm really sorry, the conditions are limited."

The master craftsmen were as greedy as Uncle Zhang when they smelled the scent, and they waved their hands without looking at Jiang Zhinuan: "Very good, very good."

It's really good.

They work outside, and the owner takes care of the food. Usually it is a pot of steamed buns and a pot of stewed vegetables. They can rarely even eat big white steamed buns, let alone meat.

Jiang Zhinuan's pot not only has a big rooster, but also potatoes and beans. The stew is so delicious that their saliva almost drools.

When several bowls of rice were served, the chefs were shocked.

"Actually, just eat something."

"How can I do that? You are all doing physical work, and you have to eat well. You didn't prepare wine for fear of making mistakes, but you can drink as much of this mountain spring water. It's cool and sweet, and it quenches your thirst."

Uncle Zhang greeted her: "Girl Jiang, sit down and start, I'm so hungry."

Jiang Zhinuan laughed again: "Why don't you call me a fat girl?"

"Isn't this to save you some face?"

Both of them were smiling, Jiang Zhinuan didn't feel that the fat girl was losing face at all, but felt that it was kind of a nickname to be called out by Uncle Zhang.

(End of this chapter)