After hearing that Zhang Jia was ready, Lin Jingzhi felt relieved. After several people sat together for breakfast, they asked the servants in the mansion to lead the refugees to the construction site.
The general direction of the canal flows from northwest to southeast, passes through a larger mountain range, turns eastward and reenters the lower reaches of the Luo River. The total length is about 120 miles. When designed, the bottom of the river is brought to the ground.
The height is more than seven zhang, the river surface is fifteen zhang wide, and the bottom is ten zhang wide.
In addition to the main road of the canal, there are hundreds of large and large channels, spread all over the wasteland to ensure that the people can plant grain into the fields and make it easier to irrigate.
Lin Jingzhi and Zhang Jia and others walked and chatted. After a while, they arrived at the bank of the Luo River. Their plan was to dig from the northwest to the southeast, which was consistent with the flow of the river.
"Mr. Zhang, where are you planning to start construction?" Looking at the tens of thousands of victims who were gradually gathering behind him, Lin Jingzhi asked.
Zhang Jia took out the drawing from his arms, pointed it to Lin Jingzhi, and said, "The bank of the Luo River is high, and the next 30 feet of terrain is quite steep, so Zhang plans to start construction from a smooth place, you see
How about it?"
Thirty feet, or about one hundred meters, started construction here, and there is no risk of breaking the dam because it is too close to the river bank. From this point of view, Zhang Jia is a relatively safe person.
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"Okay, then let's do as Mr. Zhang said." Lin Jingzhi had no objection.
Seeing Lin Jingzhi nodding in agreement, Zhang Jia and several assistants walked from the river bank to the refugees not far away. If it were modern, such a large project would definitely have to find a few well-known figures to make a foundation opening ceremony.
But in ancient times, all this was spared.
Zhang Jia and others came to the refugee office and began to direct the Lin family servants to lead the crowd downwards. After the crowd was evacuated, there were several miles of refugees who came to dig the canal, mainly young and strong men.
Except for those who pull the cart, almost everyone can get a custom-made shovel from the Lin family.
This shovel is sharper and more useful.
Three people in groups, pull a small car, one person pulls in front and controls the direction, and two people push hard behind. Because the carriage of the trolley is not very large, it is easier to pull it up, and the digging of soil is not
It collapsed on both sides of the canal, but pulled it to some low-lying places on the ground for landfill.
The route to dig the canal is already higher, so it does not prevent the irrigation of the fields in the future.
The elderly, women, and children were all scattered around the wasteland, holding hoes and other utensils in their hands, and scattered or filled some potholes and smoothed them.
Some younger children, when they are full, get together in groups of three or three, laugh and chase and play, or run to the empty soil that men pull with their carts, and dig the pits with their hands to play.
Most of the people in this era are simple and work very hard. Whenever the cart is pulled over, there is no stop for a long time. Everyone just shovels of soil. I fill the carriage with one shovel of soil, and there are no refugees pulling the carriage.
I was lazy, three people were in a car, pulling hard in front and pushing hard in the back, and the wheels were spinning very fast.
The Lin family has modified more than 3,000 trolleys this time. As of now, the number is almost the same, barely enough. However, after a few days, the refugees nearby come one after another, it will not be enough, so Lin Jingzhi thought.
You have to prepare more cars in the future, and of course, you have to customize some shovels.
Seeing that tens of thousands of refugees were digging up the soil and digging with no dissatisfaction, Lin Jingzhi finally put down the stone in his heart. Then he rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the crowd.
After a while, he came to a crowd. Lin Jingzhi took the shovel in a man's hand. The man was a little older and was already tired and gasping for breath. When he saw someone taking the shovel, he didn't care.
, then bent down and rested with your hands on your thighs.
Holding the shovel handle tightly, Lin Jingzhi put his right foot on the back half of the shovel head. With a 'scream', the sharp shovel head had already penetrated deep into the ground, and then he bent his waist,
He lifted his arm with force and threw it in the direction of the car, and a shovel of soil had already landed in the car.
His movements were very quick, causing Aunt Yu, who was about to step forward to stop him from doing rough work, to stop.
Seven or eight shovels of soil were thrown out one after another, and the carriage of the trolley was already filled with filling. At this time, three men standing bent down and raised the shaft, and the other two stood on the left and right sides, together
He pulled the car out with force.
Although he didn't do much work, because he was fast and urgent, a layer of sweat had already oozed out of Lin Jingzhi's face. He raised his sleeve and wiped it, panting and laughing: "You all are you
Who are you from? When will you go home after spring is coming next year?"
"I am from Yanzhou and I will return home in early February next year." A middle-aged man answered first with a shovel in his hand.
Someone took the lead, and the rest also spoke one after another. A young man followed, "I fled from Shengzhou. I left some food for my mother at home at that time. I don't know if she is living well now."
OK, I'm going to return to my hometown in early January.”
"My home is in Youzhou and I will return home in mid-February. As long as I go back, I will not miss the solar term of farming after I go back."
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Whenever someone finished speaking, Lin Jingzhi would nod to him and signal that he knew. Listening to the reasons why these people returned home, Lin Jingzhi thought secretly. It seemed that as long as he survived the winter, refugees would leave one after another.
According to this calculation, the earlier the completion date, the better, but now the number of refugees seems to be a little smaller.
Originally, Lin Jingzhi thought that he would complete it until March next year, but now it seems that it is a bit in line with the actual situation.
After helping to fill a truck of soil, Lin Jingzhi returned the shovel to the man. While walking, he calculated how many refugees he would bring to dig out the canal and level the wasteland.
Such a large project costs a lot and must not be given up halfway, otherwise hundreds of thousands of taels of silver would be equivalent to being wasted.
Aunt Yu followed Lin Jingzhi closely. Seeing him frowning, she guessed something and comforted him: "Don't be impatient. Today is the first day of construction. Even the refugees in Luocheng have not all gathered.
When they arrived here, they would wait a few days later and they heard that the Lin family was trustworthy and did not lie, so they would naturally take the initiative to join us."
Hearing Aunt Yu's enlightenment, Lin Jingzhi suddenly patted his forehead. Yes, he was a little anxious. He even had to eat steamed buns one by one, not to mention that such a huge project could be achieved overnight?
There is an old saying that desire will not be achieved!
Don't make mistakes because of worry.
"Yu'er is right, it's me that I'm too anxious." Lin Jingzhi turned around and smiled slightly at Aunt Yu. Aunt Yu did not avoid it and nodded gently. She knew how heavy the man was carrying on his shoulders.