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Even if vast fields were cultivated, there would be no need to worry about insufficient water supply.
Zhao An gently shook his head, saying, "Come on, are you really so proud of your limited skills from the Mo Family?"
"I wanted to ask if you could create running water."
"What? Running water?"
Zhao Feng furrowed his brow. Zhao An then repeated the immortal's description of running water.
Zhao Feng fell into deep thought and replied, "Indeed, if such a source of running water could come into existence, it would benefit countless families."
Zhao An nodded in approval. "That's why I want to ask you to give it a try."
"Is there any technical barrier? If it's feasible, our Zhao Family Village could be the first to experience this convenience."
Zhao Feng first shook his head, then nodded again. "If there is a solution, that's fine; but if not, then we have a real problem."
"What do you mean by that?" Zhao An asked, puzzled.
Zhao Feng explained, "To say there are technical challenges is actually misleading. Whether it's a simplified version or a complete setup, I have the means to prepare it. However, the reality is that only I can do it; no one else in the village can."
"The construction of running water is a complex task, and ultimately, an individual's strength is limited. You wouldn't truly expect me to bear this burden alone, would you?"
Since childhood, Zhao Feng had been immersed in the study of ancient texts from the Mo Family. Although he rarely had opportunities to put his hands to work, he was among the best in craftsmanship within Zhao Family Village. The foot-powered waterwheel was his invention, assembled by his own hands.
When Zhao An heard that his son had the ability, he was initially filled with excitement, but upon realizing that only Zhao Feng could do it, he let out a long sigh.
"Is it really going to end up like this?"
Zhao Feng waved his hand and said, "Father, have you considered the suggestion I made before?"
At that moment, Zhao An was taken aback.
Two years ago, Zhao Feng had proposed an idea: to select a few villagers from their community and teach them the skills of the Mo Family, particularly focusing on Woodworking and Metallurgy. He emphasized that these individuals did not need to master everything; they only needed to specialize in certain crafts based on their strengths and interests.
However, over the past two years, they had been plagued by drought. Although conditions slightly improved during winter, they were soon hit by severe cold. The villagers were either busy saving their crops or traveling tirelessly, leaving them no time to pause. The little free time they had was barely enough for rest, let alone additional learning.
But now the situation had changed. Thanks to the Divine Gift of Endless Water and Zhao Feng's Waterwheel, agricultural water no longer needed to be transported laboriously by hand. With just a proper allocation of manpower on rotation, they could ensure that water flowed into the fields, meeting the irrigation needs of vast areas of farmland.
With the remaining villagers now able to spare some time for other activities, they could practice Martial Arts under Zhao Yun's guidance or delve deeper into the various techniques of the Mo Family alongside Zhao Feng.
Zhao An nodded in agreement.
I completely agree with your suggestion. Later, I will hold a family meeting to see how everyone feels about learning the Mo Family Craftsmanship.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Feng's face immediately broke into a smile.
Great! Someone is willing to learn with him. It might be a bit challenging at first, but once they master the skills, he will save a lot of effort. At least he won’t be exhausted from repairing a few small irrigation machines. As more people in the village learn the Mo Family techniques, the celestial prophecy regarding the water supply system will no longer be difficult.
At this moment, Zhao An asked, "By the way, do you have any special requirements for working with the scholars?"
Zhao Feng shook his head. "Not many requirements. If it were earlier, I would have suggested finding some disabled individuals in the village. Learning this skill could provide them with a means of livelihood. However, after consuming the Xian Ci Nai Yao, everyone in our village is quite robust. Even Uncle Yuan Zhen, who has been paralyzed for many years, has miraculously recovered. So there aren’t any other needs."
Zhao An stroked his long beard and said, "Great sage, we must not let down the celestial being's good intentions."
Then, Zhao Feng revealed a sly expression, as if he was hiding something up his sleeve. As a parent, how could he not understand his child's thoughts?
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