"Haiwazi, come up to have a meal!" Hu Shijie shouted at the bottom of the well.

"I understand!" Cang Hai responded, and then signaled Ping'an to hang another basket of soil on it.

Waiting for the basket to fall again, Canghai then sat in the basket and asked Ping An to hang himself up.

The lunch was served at Hu Shijie's house. Canghai not only brought some meat, but also brought about ten bottles of wine. Although the price of 40 or 50 yuan is not high, everyone still likes it. This price is the most suitable for them, and it is even more expensive and they are a little reluctant to drink it.

There are almost half of the dishes on the table, and almost half of the table is offered by Canghai. In addition to ham, there are also a few canned meats. These canned foods are made into several dishes by the villagers. They are not cooked with vegetables and roasted beans. They are not delicious, but they are full of rural flavor.

The staple food is steamed buns with white flour.

"Haiwazi, don't be stubborn. This well cannot be dug. We went to see it in the morning. The soil we waved was not filled with water, and even the soil on the roadside was not as good as the soil."

While eating, everyone advised Canghai to get rid of the unrealistic idea of ​​digging wells.

Canghai naturally would not give up, and he didn't want to discuss this issue with everyone now. They will understand when the time comes. As long as Canghai wants, he can make sweet springs in the desert.

"Grandpa Hu, why don't you help me hire someone to build a kiln? Now it's spring, there's no problem with building a kiln, right?" Cang Hai said.

Hearing Cang Hai say this, Hu Shijie thought for a while and responded to the matter: "That's right, after I finish my meal, I'll go to the town to find someone to build a kiln!"

"Then thank you," Cang Hai said.

Thinking of the stupid man Wen Yidao coming in a few months, Cang Hai said again: "If possible, wait until I finish the battle, I will ask them to go to the west slope to make a few kilns."

"What kiln is built over there?" Hu Shijie asked curiously.

There are more than ten miles away from the village on the west slope, and no ghost can even make any kiln?

"A friend of mine is going to come to these kinds of trees! I rented it almost the land on the west slope. I made a few kilns and waited for them to come. There was also a place to shelter from the wind and rain." Cang Hai picked up a chopstick of side dishes and put it in his mouth, and took a bite of the steamed bun.

After chewing, a situation appeared in my mouth, and I thought to myself: It’s so bad it’s sand again!

The water is not clean, and it is inevitable that some fine sand will mix into the steamed buns. It used to be a good meal when I was a kid, but now if I let Canghai eat it, Canghai will not be able to get down.

However, in front of everyone, Canghai couldn't spit out the steamed buns, so he gritted his teeth and swallowed them.

When they heard that there were still people here to plant trees, and they were still friends from Canghai, everyone thought to themselves: It’s really stupid and a nest. Haiwazi is silly and angry, and his friend is the same.

Hu Shijie said: "As long as you have money, you can make a kiln wherever you want!"

"Okay!" Cang Hai nodded and said.

"In addition to the kiln building, I also want to ask you to help buy some big trucks of bricks, preferably blue bricks. If you look at how many trucks you want in a kiln, you will help buy some trucks. In addition to this, there are cement and sand. You can also buy some for me..." Cang Hai raised his request.

Hu Shijie didn't find it strange when he heard this. Bricks, sand, cement and other things are things that need to be used in the kiln. In the past, just pasted a newspaper on the top of the kiln. Now, the kiln usually needs to be dug up with cement and mortar. It is a little more important to put floor tiles and other things on the floor.

The topic at the dinner table changed a little later. Everyone asked Haiwazi's lifelong affairs. Generally speaking, almost all those who are as old as Canghai have got married. They are still in their twenties and are still thirty years old. They have entered the category of older young people in these days.

Cang Hai smiled and said, "Where is anyone willing to marry me in my current situation?"

When everyone was stunned when they heard Cang Hai say this.

Li Liren sighed: "You are a few silly kids. You are so stupid. You are not alone in the devil. What a hard work to do when you come back. If you marry a beautiful and clean city girl in the devil city, that would be great. I don't know how happy you are in this place, but you...hey!"

Canghai smiled and said, "Grandpa Li Er, we don't think we are all over the mountains now. In the eyes of others, we are worthless, but in my eyes, we are mountains of gold and silver."

"Stop talking about anything. I have lived your second grandfather for most of my life, and I have never seen any gold and silver mountains. I have seen many unlucky guys. According to my wishes, you can live for the most years. You should go back to the devil capital. Here is still 108,000 miles away from the green waters and green mountains," said Li Liren.

Starting from Li Liren, everyone advised Canghai for a while, as if they were eager to return to the Demon City, the metropolis. In this way, even if they went out to brag, they would have three parts of confidence. If they were still bragging here, they could not say that Canghai was silly, so they would have to laugh to death.

After listening to the crowd's advice, everyone understood after a while. Although everyone had the names of elders, they also understood that if Cang Hai's father was not dead, they could still twist it, and there was no need for them to twist it with Cang Hai.

After dinner, Canghai handed a card to Hu Shijie, and then issued a order that stated what to buy. In addition to what to buy on the dining table, Canghai also listed a gas tank with the gas tank in the stove Canghai. The gas tank cannot be bought in the magic city. This thing needs to be ventilated.

After saying this, Canghai got into the well again, waved his pickaxe and started digging.

Hu Shijie had Canghai's card in his pocket and put on a car. Before leaving, he came to the well and took a look. When he saw the dry yellow earthenware, he sighed and drove the car out of the village, slowly heading towards the town.

Hu Shijie's two sons are in the town, so there are naturally places where the old man lives. These villages are poor and there is no disaster on the road. Not to mention disasters, it is difficult to find a mouse, and there are still bandits who are not open to the eyes. So the old man was not in a hurry to rush on the road. It slowly arrived at the town at around seven o'clock.

When the whole family was together, they sighed at Cang Hai, which had burned his brains. The old man still carefully did what Cang Hai was going to do.

Not to mention that Mr. Hu Shijie was busy purchasing and looking for people to dig kilns in the town, he only said that Canghai was digging wells every day. As more and more soil was dug, he still couldn't see a trace of moisture. The villagers who had visited him from time to time did not appear next to the well.

The only one who stays by the well and believes that Canghai can produce water is Ping'an, the silly kid.

Canghai had been hanging down the well for three days, and during this time, Ping An came in and dug. The two brothers changed the place, and they rested and dug the bottom one by one.

At this time, Canghai did not keep digging down, but began to dig up the well belly, which means digging larger bottom of the well, so that it would be easier to accumulate more water, and it would be convenient to release the pump at that time. If it is still a little bit, and if the water is not enough, it will be gone for a few shots. Wouldn't Canghai be useless?

On the fourth day, Canghai and Brother Ping'an had already built a round belly with a diameter of about three meters. Then the brothers continued to dig deeper.

On the fifth day, Mr. Hu Shijie came back with the kiln-making people. At the same time, the water tanks of various households in the village were also seen, and it was time to go to fetch water again.

Everyone got the car, put all the iron buckets on, tied them up, and put the animals on. Just as they were about to leave, they suddenly heard Ping'an roar.

"Water gas! Water gas!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and looked at each other and seemed to not believe in Ping An's words.

"What's the stupid thing about this kid Ping'an?"

"Have you been with Haiwa for too long?"

This seems that Canghai is even more stupid than Ping'an.

Although everyone was puzzled, they still grabbed the animals when they heard that there was water vapor. The men handed the reins of the animals to the hands of the wives from various families and trotted towards the wellhead.

Ping'an was grinning at this time, smiling with the soil in his hand. Seeing everyone coming, he immediately spread the soil in his hand.

"Water gas, water gas!"

When everyone heard this, they took two steps forward and looked at the soil in Ping'an's hand.

The soil still looks very dry, but it is all the farmers. When they reach out and touch Ping An, they know that there is water in the water. Although it is not much, it is indeed a solid amount of water.

"Second uncle, it's water vapor!" Wei Wenkui pinched and looked at Li Liren and said.

After hearing this, Li Liren immediately put the cigarette pouch in his hand on his left hand, reached out and pinched the mud in Wei Wenkui's hand.

It seemed that pinching was not enough, so I finally put it in front of my nose and smelled it.

"It's water vapor!" Li Liren said affirmatively.

When Li Liren was sure that there was water vapor in the mud, everyone became excited. With water vapor, it means that the water could be dug out soon. Even if there was no good water, it would save the villagers the time to travel back and forth. Even if there was a rotten well in the village, many things would be easier to handle.

"Haiwazi, Haiwazi! There is water in the mud!"

Wei Wenkui ran to the well and shouted at Canghai underground.

"What?" Canghai pretended to be confused with his understanding. The so-called water vapor was nothing more than something he made. If it weren't for Canghai's 40 meters down, he wouldn't have seen a trace of water vapor.

"Haiwozi, there is water vapor in the mud, and water vapor in the mud. You fool, you are lucky!" Li Liren pulled to the edge of the well and shouted loudly at the Canghai at the bottom of the well.

At this time, Hu Shijie, who happened to enter the village, saw a group of old ladies at the entrance of the village holding a pole where the livestock was standing, and couldn't help but frown: "Where are you guys?"

"I heard that water vapor was dug out from the well, so the head of the company went over and took a look," said Qian Ximei.

"Water gas?!"

When Hu Shijie heard these two words, his face was stunned: "Are you sure?"
Chapter completed!