Emergency water discharge

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  "Hao'er, you've just earned the equivalent of a strong laborer's work." On the way back home, Yang Genjian couldn't hold back her joy and said to her son. Her son had spent an afternoon helping Su Jinwang's family fix a stove, and in return, Su Jinwang promised to help their family carry 20 loads of water, which was equivalent to the work of a strong laborer.

  "Mom, look what you're saying, I'm a 17-year-old boy, originally also a strong laborer." Su Hao smiled and said, he still had a sentence in his heart that he didn't dare to say to Yang Genyi, which was a saying by a wise man of the future: Technology is the primary productive force.

  "Jin Wang said he would help us carry 20 loads of water, but actually he wouldn't lose out," Yang Genjie said with relish. "With this new stove, his family can save at least a thousand kilograms of firewood every year, and that's worth three or four silver coins."

  "How is the price of this firewood calculated?" Su Hang asked, originally that scholar had never been concerned with such things as firewood, rice, oil and salt, so Su Hang had no concept of their prices.

  Yang Genjian was very happy to pass on this knowledge to her son, saying: "The price of firewood also varies with the time. In hot weather it's cheaper, in cold weather it's more expensive. When it's cheap, 20 cents a bundle has been sold; when it's expensive, one bundle can sell for 40 cents."

  "Hmm, one dan is about 30 wen, if we can save 1000 jin of firewood, it's equivalent to 10 dan, which is 300 wen. Calculating it out, it's roughly 3 qian silver coins." Su Hang silently calculated in his heart, and after finishing the calculation, he couldn't help but feel a bit depressed. If a fuel-efficient stove can only save farmers 3 qian silver coins per year, it doesn't seem to have much value.

  "It's just worth three cents... " Su Hao spoke out his own confusion.

  "Isn't 3 qian of silver too little?" Yang Genjian's idea was completely different from her son's, she said: "3 qian of silver can buy 70 or 80 eggs."

  "Hmm..." As soon as he mentioned eggs, Su Huan started to feel something and thought about how Lu Xiuer was so happy after just eating a few bites of egg drop soup. He couldn't help but feel a bit unfair: "We've been cheated! This Jin Wang uncle's family only boiled 6 eggs for us, and we haven't even finished eating them yet. He should have given us dozens of eggs to be fair!"

  "Alas, fellow villagers can't be so particular." Yang Genjian sighed, she also felt that if they could earn a few eggs to take home, it would be better. "Didn't Jinwang say he would help our family carry water? Besides, in the past, his family has helped us a lot."

  "I can make a stove in one afternoon, which is worth 3 silver coins. In a month, it's 9 taels, and in a year, it's 108 taels. It seems pretty good!" Su Huan said with glee, "Mom, why don't I just specialize in fixing stoves for others? If I charge 1 silver coin per stove, in a year I'll also..."

  "Bang!" Before Su Hao could finish speaking, he was hit hard on the head.

  Yang Genjian's eyes widened in anger, and she scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about? You're helping others fix their stoves because we owe them a favor. As a scholar, how can you spend your days doing such things? Just finish fixing the stoves for those few families who have connections with us, and then don't ever help anyone else again, did you hear me?"

  Su Hao rubbed his head, just about to argue back, when he suddenly heard the sound of people shouting outside the village. The mother and son tilted their ears to listen, and everyone was shouting the same sentence: "The water is out! The water is out!"

  "Mom, the well has struck water!" Su Hao's heart skipped a beat. Although this was also something he had expected, when he really heard the news of striking water, he still felt quite excited.

  "Go and take a look!" Yang Genjian was also excited, to say that she wasn't worried would be a lie. In these extra days, she had been constantly thinking about the well located by her son. If this well really could produce water, then her son would be the village's great benefactor! From then on, who would still dare to say that her son was a useless good-for-nothing with high scores but low ability?

  The mother and son ran towards the outside of the village, and on the way, countless villagers were also running. Those people saw Su Hao and all shouted loudly: "Xiucai Lang, the well you pointed out has water! What a lot of water!"

  Su Hao and his mother rushed to the well site, where the scene was already surrounded by villagers. From a distance, they heard Zheng Chun's hoarse voice transmitting an uncontrollable crazy laugh: "Haha haha, the Dragon King of the Well is blessing us, finally water has come out!"

  "Excuse me, let me through, I want to take a look inside." Su Hao used his hands to push the crowd aside and squeezed towards the middle.

  "Make way, let the scholar enter." The crowd saw Su Hao coming over and hurriedly made way for him, following him with admiring eyes. As for Yang Genyan, she was already surrounded by a group of women congratulating her, Yang Genyan's mouth said polite words, but her face was already streaked with tears.

  "Thanks, Master Xie, how's it going?" Su Hang squeezed to the edge of the well and asked Xie Changfa, the leader of the craftsmen.

  "Xiucai Lang is indeed talented, and it's just right that he hit the 60-foot mark, not a single inch off." Xie Changfa respectfully bowed his hands in admiration, a gesture of respect from a craftsman to knowledge.

  "How's the water?" Su Hao continued to ask.

  "The water is coming out very quickly," said Xie Changfa, "the scholar said that in one hour there would be 400 baskets, but it's more than that."

  Not more or less... Is this not boasting? Su Hao said in his heart, with my geological expertise, the estimated water volume should be unbiased, this is what it means to be awesome. If the water volume is underestimated, and the result is only more but not less, then that would mean I'm not skilled enough.

  However, he also knew that in fact, Xie Changfa couldn't tell how much water was being drawn now, and the calculation of 400 buckets per hour could only be verified by actually measuring with a bucket. Xie Changfa said this to praise him, because during the severe drought, everyone hoped that the well would produce more water.

  "A great talent has saved my life, I offer you a bow, Zheng Chunyi."

  Zheng Chun stepped forward, bowed deeply to Su Huan and performed a grand ceremony. He had completely forgotten about being kicked to the ground by Su Huan yesterday. The clerks in the county government were intimidating to ordinary people, but to scholars, they were not worth mentioning. What he was thinking now was how to win over this scholar and get him to point out a few more well locations for himself. If every location pointed out by Su Huan turned out to be as good as this one, then he would be able to make a big impression in front of the county magistrate.

  "Zhang Dianli was being polite. You came to dig a well and it's also for the benefit of our village elders, how could Su dare accept such a great gift from you?"

  Don't hit a smiling face, since Zheng Chun has already lowered his head, Su Hao won't mind anything either. He turned around and also gave Zheng Chun a salute.

  "Zheng Chundao plucked up the courage to ask Xiucai for help again, pointing out a few more wells. He didn't know if Xiucai would be willing to lend a hand?" Zheng Chundao asked respectfully.

  "Su Mou cannot decline." Su Hao sang in a high pitch.

  Li Changsu also came forward, praising Su Hao with extremely sentimental language, but the underlying meaning was that Su Hao's achievements today were all due to his care and attention as the village leader. Su Hao naturally wouldn't mind such praise and self-praise from Li Changsu, having received countless honors in his past life, who would bother to care about what a village cadre had to say.

  "Uncle Zhong, now that the well has water, would you please arrange the order for each household to fetch water? My family has limited labor power, could you please take care of us a bit?" Su Hao said to Su Zhong.

  "What's the point of even saying that? Are you trying to slap your uncle in the face?" Su Zhong said with a fake scolding expression, "Without my clever nephew's well location, how could we have obtained this sweet spring water? Your family's water usage is naturally prioritized. The whole village is here, ask them, who dares to say otherwise?"

  The villagers naturally wanted to join in on the fun, so everyone started making statements.

  "Xiucai Lang, don't say anything more, we'll take care of the water used in your family's fields!"

  "Roots and radishes, auntie, just rest assured, one person carrying water is enough for your family's use."

  "Auntie, I have Su Hao as a brother, you can just sit at home and enjoy your life from now on, no need to do anything anymore."

  Yang Genjian nodded to one and thanked another, busy with joy. She knew that everyone was expressing their respect for her son in this way, and at this time of great drought, being able to point out a well where water could be drawn was enough to earn the respect of the whole village.