Hearing that Yan Shouyi was here to solve the piling problem, Qiu Jian didn't say anything, but the junior students behind him couldn't help it.
"I said to this young master, although you are our financial backer, we should let our professional people do things like construction. We can't do this randomly. If there is any wrong data, the building will collapse.
It’s you yourselves who will suffer!”
When the younger generation spoke, Qiu Jian should have stopped, but he waited until they had finished speaking before giving a symbolic education:
"Don't say that. Mr. Yan has learned to be a carpenter after all. Maybe there is something special about him?"
Long Feicheng chuckled, maybe there is something special about him?
The ability of our brother Yan will make you wet your pants if you tell us about it!
The descendants of Lu Ban were not only carpenters, but also sculptors, architects, and bridge engineers...!
When Yan Shouyi was building the king's tomb, he relied on his powerful three-dimensional construction ability to help everyone point the way.
He could tell at a glance whether the load-bearing structure of a house was strong or not without using any instruments.
Rely on the wisdom passed down from our ancestors!
But these wisdoms are now questioned by future generations.
Yan Shouyi sighed. In fact, his profession is somewhat similar to ancient medicine. Due to inheritance, it has not been able to flourish, causing the industry to gradually develop towards the West.
Nowadays, people's aesthetic appreciation of houses is becoming more and more Western-style. Instead, they look down upon traditional architecture, thinking that it is a symbol of earth and feudalism.
As everyone knows, real traditional architecture has thousands of years of heritage. Every corner of it is the crystallization of the wisdom of thousands of years of craftsmen. Every design has its own meaning. However, times have changed and things that were once very important have no longer existed.
It doesn't seem that important now.
But this does not deny the spirit and wisdom of those craftsmen.
Yan Shou came to his senses and said calmly: "I don't doubt your professionalism, but you can't solve the matter here."
Qiu Jian's junior students got angry: "Why can't it be solved? We will solve it for you today!"
Lin Zitong, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Okay, then you can show us how to solve it. Let's start with the simplest one and start with the next one!"
Long Feicheng also said: "Yes, don't do anything else for now. As long as we can dig a stake in the West Lake today, we will leave immediately and no longer interfere with your affairs!"
In fact, the three of them had known for a long time that the thing in West Lake was caused by the knife loaner. This kind of evil could not be cracked by brute force, so no matter what methods Qiu Jian and the others used, it was absolutely impossible to drive down the pile.
At this time, even Qiu Jian couldn't hold back his anger and said to Yan Shouyi half-jokingly and half-seriously:
"Mr. Yan, I have to say a few words about our profession. Are you serious about piling?"
Yan Shou nodded: "Let me lower the difficulty a little for you. Just find a spot within the West Lake. As long as you can drive the pile more than one meter into the bottom of the lake, we will never interfere with the manual work."
"Okay, this is what you said!"
Qiu Jian always felt that Yan Shouyi and the others were the rich second generation with no knowledge and skills, and he wished he could find a way to drive them away.
So the two parties agreed, and Qiu Jian confidently called for geological surveying instruments.
Because Qiu Jian is a top architectural designer in the country and the Lin family is not short of money, all the equipment on the West Lake construction site are top-notch in the world.
Just like the instrument Qiu Jian was holding at this time, as long as an egg-sized part is thrown into the lake water, the topography and geology of the entire West Lake underwater can be detected through ultrasonic sonar.
In this way, they can easily find places where they can drive piles.
So in the eyes of Qiu Jian and others, Yan Shouyi and the others are definitely losing today!
Yan Shouyi and others did not panic at all, and did not take this matter to heart at all. Instead, they just enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the West Lake.
It has to be said that the surface of Rongcheng West Lake is as calm as a mirror, with tall buildings towering all around in the distance. It has a sense of tranquility amidst the chaos. The Li family did not know how much glory they got when they were here.
Qiu Jian and others couldn't help but sneer when they saw Yan Shouyi and the others' leisurely looks: In a few more minutes, when the results come out, I'll tell you to get lost!
A bunch of ignorant rich second generation!
After a while, the detection results of the equipment came out.
The results show that there are only a few rocks at the bottom of the West Lake, and most of them are thick silt and sand. If they want to drive a one-meter-deep pile, they don't need any equipment at all. They can drive it in with their bare hands!
So Qiu Jian asked workers to get wooden sticks as thick as his arms, found a place with shallow water, and started preparing to drive piles.
They didn't even need to call workers, they just carried a few sledgehammers and were ready to do it themselves.
"Mr. Yan, take care of it!"
Qiu Jian stood aside and directed several students to prepare to start piling.
Yan Shouyi stood not far away, holding on to the railing with both hands, and said calmly: "Let's get started."
There are three juniors who are over 1.8 meters tall. Because they often hang out at construction sites, one is dark and strong. People who don’t know better think they are African brothers.
They rolled up their sleeves, raised their sledgehammers high, aimed at the wooden stake standing in front of them, and smashed it down with a groan!
Bang!
With the first hammer blow, the wooden pile dropped half a meter!
When Qiu Jian saw this, a smile appeared on his lips. According to his experience, the half meter should have been driven into the mud. This meant that they had chosen the right position, and it was only a matter of time before they hit the next meter.
Bang!
The second hammer fell, and the wooden pile dropped by more than 20 centimeters. The distance from the one-meter red line was only as high as a mineral water bottle.
"Mr. Yan, these two hammers have dropped so much, do you think it is necessary to continue?" Qiu Jian said with a smile.
Yan Shou didn't even raise his eyebrows: "Continue."
Qiu Jian's mouth twitched, then he turned around and shouted: "Continue!"
The third student’s arms were much thicker than those of the first two. He looked like he was lifting the iron in the gym. He raised the heavy hammer with his bulging arms, let out a loud roar, and dropped the hammer with all his strength.
!
Bang!!
This time, the stakes fell much less than they expected.
It's only a few centimeters. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.
The junior student in front couldn't help but said: "Are you using too much force? We both hit you so deeply, but why haven't you changed at all?"
"Yeah, looking at your muscles all over your body, is it possible that they are all from eating protein powder?"
The burly junior also didn't understand: "That's not right, I clearly used all my strength..."
"Forget it, let's beat it a few more times!"
Everyone didn't take this matter to heart and picked up the hammer again and hit it several times in succession.
However, what they didn't expect was that the wooden stake, which had been so easy just now, seemed to be driven into the cement floor, unable to penetrate any further!
There is still a lot of red line one meter away, but it has never changed.
"That's wrong!"
"It's so evil. Why can't you smash the door down?"
"Is there something wrong with the instrument? Could it be a rock formation below?"
"It's impossible. The mud in the West Lake is more than one meter deep. How long is our wooden pile? It shouldn't even penetrate the mud layer!"
"What exactly is going on?"
Qiu Jian's junior students began to wonder, no matter how hard they tried, the wooden stake would not go down.
Qiu Jian, who did not believe in evil, took action himself and beat him several times in succession until he was out of breath and even twisted his waist in the end.
The wooden stake remained motionless.
"There must be something wrong with the equipment!" Qiu Jian shouted, "Reinstall the equipment and check the geology below!"
"Senior, there is two meters of silt below. The deeper part is the soil layer, so it shouldn't be impossible to penetrate!"
"Yes, we have tested it several times, there will be nothing wrong!"
Listening to the answers of the junior students, Qiu Jian was also puzzled.
Why doesn’t West Lake talk about science at all?
Yan Shouyi has been watching the show.
In fact, he has a fairly good understanding of the situation at the bottom of the West Lake. After all, he was the man who cut off the flow of the West Lake with his kick.
If the situation requires, he can stop the flow of West Lake again now.
The fact that the wooden pile couldn't be driven down was obviously not a problem with the equipment, nor was it because Qiu Jian and the others were not strong enough.
This is because the person who borrowed the knife secretly played tricks and brought trouble to the construction site!
So no matter how hard Qiu Jian and the others try, it's impossible to win this case!