Chapter 18

"Create fields around the sea?"

Zhang Moyuan looked at Lin Yan seriously, obviously very interested in this new term.

Brother Lin and Brother Linsan each moved a small stool and squeezed over to listen.

Lin Yan put the five catties of rice he bought during the day on the table, and explained, "I bought it today, and it cost 120 Wen."

Brother Lin immediately frowned, "This is not the kind we often eat."

Zhang Moyuan didn't speak, and quietly waited for Lin Yan to continue.

"The most inferior rice in the rice shop costs 18 Wen a catty. The quality is actually not good now, but it costs 25 Wen a catty."

Brother Linsan couldn't help but said, "This is too expensive."

"Yeah, we don't have any fields here, and the white rice is all brought in from outside. Of course it's expensive."

Zhang Moyuan pondered for a moment, and asked, "You mean, you want a field?"

Lin Yan smiled, "That's right."

It's easy to talk to smart people.

Brother Lin said solemnly: "Our Jiahe Village is only this big, where is there any extra land?"

Brother Linsan nodded, "Yes, you can't create a large field out of thin air."

Lin Yan replied, "That's right, but we can borrow it from Dahai."

He spread out the paper and explained while drawing, "As long as we build dikes on the beach to block the sea water, won't the fields come out?"

Second brother Lin wondered, "Can you farm on the beach?"

"Yes, this is called Shatian. After the beach is enclosed, we can dig some fish ponds in the depressions to make full use of the resources."

What he said was straightforward, and he understood it as soon as he heard it.

Zhang Moyuan thought for a while and asked, "What if the rice fields are flooded by sea water after planting?"

Lin Yan poked on the embankment he had drawn, and replied: "When building an embankment, not only the highest sea level and tide level must be considered, but also the height of the wind and waves and the safe height should be taken into account.Doing the math, I guess it's high. Nine to fifteen feet above tide."

"In addition, the part surrounded by the embankment needs to build a drainage station. When the sea is low tide, water will be put in, and when the sea is high tide, the water will be kept out..."

He didn't go into too much detail, he just gave a rough idea.

"At that time, find an experienced water conservancy engineer to measure and calculate, and it will probably be clear."

In fact, land reclamation from the sea began in ancient times, but that was at a later stage, and there is no such concept yet.

Zhang Moyuan thought for a while, nodded and said, "It is indeed possible."

"Right, then we can farm by ourselves."

"However, there may be floods after a long time, so you can't drive too much at once, and you have to stop in moderation."

Lin Yan and Zhang Moyuan cooperated and spent one night drawing a preliminary drawing. Lin Yan was in charge of the big frame, and Zhang Moyuan was in charge of filling in some details from the perspective of water conservancy.

Lin Yan exclaimed, "You actually know water conservancy?"

Zhang Moyuan smiled, "It's just a superficial knowledge."

In his previous life, he was dispatched as an official for a few years and dealt with floods. At that time, he had read all the books on water conservancy that he could buy.

Looking at Lin Yan's shining eyes of worship, Zhang Moyuan felt that it was worth watching.

The next day Zhang Moyuan took the blueprint to the head of Jiahe Village.

The village chief's family just finished dinner and were sitting at the table talking.

The village chief's little grandson was pouting and angry, and the village chief and the village chief's wife took turns coaxing him for a long time, but nothing worked.

Zhang Moyuan knocked on the door, and when the village chief saw it, he immediately stood up to greet him, "Scholar Zhang, why are you here, have you eaten yet?"

Zhang Moyuan nodded, "I've eaten."

Aunt Qin, the wife of the village head, brought a small stool over and said enthusiastically, "Scholar Zhang, sit down quickly."

After Zhang Moyuan sat down, the village chief's little grandson happened to be opposite him. Although the little grandson was angry, he saw that it was Zhang Moyuan and obediently called out, "Uncle Zhang."

Zhang Moyuan smiled, "What happened to the beans?"

The village chief sighed, "It's not because of dinner, he is not happy about the lack of white rice."

Douzi pouted and whispered, "I just want to eat white rice. White rice is delicious."

The village chief said helplessly: "Who doesn't want to eat white rice, isn't that white rice is expensive, how can you afford it?"

Douzi wanted to cry, "I don't care, I just want to eat."

The village head had no choice but to turn to Zhang Moyuan, "Scholar, don't pay attention to him, children are making trouble for no reason."

Zhang Moyuan reached out and pinched Douzi's nose, and said with a smile, "Want to eat white rice?"

Douzi nodded his head, looking very aggrieved.

"It's not impossible, maybe we can grow white rice ourselves in the future."

Douzi immediately turned from cloudy to sunny, "Really?"

"certainly."

Douzi had an inexplicable trust in Zhang Moyuan, and he believed it immediately, "Alright, let's grow it ourselves, grow it ourselves."

After Douzi ran away excitedly, the village chief sighed again, "Such a young child, arguing for white rice all day, I am so worried."

Obviously, he didn't listen to Zhang Moyuan's words at all, he just thought he was comforting the child.

Zhang Moyuan took out the drawn drawings and spread them out on the table.

The village chief took a look and asked in confusion, "Xiucai Lang, what is this?"

Zhang Moyuan pointed to the embankment and explained: "This is an embankment that blocks sea water, and the enclosed area can be used for farming and fish farming."

The village chief's eyes widened, "Xiu Cailang, this, this is really possible?"

Zhang Moyuan nodded.

Next, he carefully explained the plan of reclamation from the sea to the village chief, from the practice to the hazards, to some precautions, and explained everything in detail.

He spoke calmly, but the village head became more and more excited as he listened, his face flushed red.

"Okay, good idea!"

"Do you think it's feasible?"

"Why not, it's too good!" But the village chief also had his dilemma, "I can't make the decision, this matter has to be reported to the county magistrate."

"Ji Gaochi?"

Zhang Moyuan is a scholar, and he doesn't need to bow down to the county magistrate, so he doesn't find it strange to call the county magistrate by his first name, the village chief.

"It's him, but County Magistrate Ji is not easy to talk to, so I'm afraid it will take some effort."

In fact, the village chief didn't have many opportunities to deal with the county magistrate, and their Jiahe village was too poor to rank among Ji Gaochi.

Zhang Moyuan curled his lips. He still understands Ji Gaochi, and everything is about profit. As long as he highlights how much political achievements the reclamation of the sea can bring him, he will naturally succeed.

"Village chief, how about I go with you then?"

The village chief agreed without hesitation.

Zhang Moyuan is the face of their Jiahe Village, for his sake the county magistrate will listen to him.

And don't know why, Zhang Moyuan is only twenty-three years old, but he is a man of prestige, which makes people want to obey him uncontrollably.

Zhang Moyuan made an appointment with the village chief to set off for the county tomorrow and came back.

As soon as he entered, Lin Yan ran up and asked, "How, what did the village chief say?"

Zhang Moyuan glanced at him with a smile, "I'll go to the county tomorrow."

Lin Yan nodded, of course the county magistrate should be notified of such a big event.

Zhang Moyuan put away the drawings, then looked at Lin Yan and said, "There is something I want to discuss with you."

He also said that last time, so Lin Yan immediately thought, "Is it about building a house?"

"Yes, summer is coming soon, and there will be more typhoons. The house you live in now may not be able to handle it."

As soon as Father Lin heard about the house, he immediately walked over and said, "We have thought about this before, but...it's not very convenient."

There is no money, and their house can only be demolished and rebuilt, and then their family will have no place to live.

Zhang Moyuan took the initiative and said: "Uncle, Yan'er, why don't you move to my place first, and I'll have craftsmen over to push the house tomorrow."

Father Lin was a little embarrassed, "You and Yan'er are not married yet."

Living together before they are married is always unattractive, and even if they are married, there is no reason for a brother to marry and bring the whole family.

Zhang Moyuan didn't really care about this, but he still thought about it, "I'm going to the town with the village chief tomorrow, and it will take about 20 days to go back and forth. When I come back, I will marry Yan'er."

Seeing that Father Lin was still hesitating, Lin Yan simply made a decision, "Okay, that's it, we'll move to your house first, is your house big enough?"

"That's enough, you stay in my room, and I'll go back and tidy up the other rooms that are still available."

In fact, Zhang Moyuan had already tidied up the quilts and pillows, but it seemed that he was planning everything.

Lin Yan blushed a little, Zhang Moyuan's room should be the one they had last time.

Zhang Moyuan obviously thought about it too, and looked at Lin Yan with a smile in his eyes.

"You look at the things at home and dispose of them, so you don't have to worry about them."

Hearing the word "home", Lin Yan's eyes wandered for a moment, and he nodded against the tips of his red ears.

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Note: The information on land reclamation from the sea comes from Baidu.