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Seeing the smiles of the people in the refugee camp, Yun Yi felt a deep sense of relief. His main purpose for coming here was to ensure that the medical clinic would continue to have enough Milk Elixir. Therefore, no matter where they felt unwell, he encouraged everyone to come to the clinic for treatment without worrying about public exposure or shame regarding their illnesses. Good health was a prerequisite for participating in labor.
"Remember, building water conservancy facilities is not just for ourselves today, but for creating a better living environment for future generations," he said. "History will remember the contributions you make today. Work hard, and perhaps one day you will find your names recorded in the family genealogy."
His words carried both encouragement and sincerity, uplifting both the refugees and the villagers from Zhao Family Village who listened intently. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to leave a lasting legacy! The honor of having one's family history recorded separately was something few could attain, even two thousand years later. Not to mention during the late Eastern Han period when clan consciousness was so strong.
After soothing a few people, he finally managed to persuade the villagers and refugees surrounding him to disperse. Then, Yun Yi led the Gao family members along a narrow path cleared by the villagers into a small house.
Inside, there were two large vats filled with milky white liquid, though the supply was nearly depleted. Zhao Li sat upright, diligently checking the pulse of each patient who came in for treatment. After examining each person, his assistant behind him would hand them a cup of milk.
When Yun Yi entered, Zhao Li looked surprised and quickly stood up to greet him. "My lord, what brings you here personally?"
Yun Yi waved his hand dismissively and replied, "It's nothing; please continue with your examinations." He added, "I heard that your milk supply is running low, so I came to bring you some more."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Li immediately expressed his gratitude. "On behalf of all the patients, thank you, my lord."
Yun Yi waved his hand again to indicate no need for formality. "We are all descendants of Yan Huang; the common people are children of heaven. Since I am honored with such a title, I must fulfill my responsibilities." He believed he was not bestowing grace but rather doing his utmost to assist his people.
After finishing his remarks, Yun Yi's image grew even more imposing in everyone's eyes, as if a radiant light were shining behind him.
After surveying the surroundings of the room, he suggested, "Aren't these two barrels a bit too small? They can't hold much milk."
In Zhao Family Village, these barrels were considered relatively large, each capable of holding two hundred liters of water. However, the combined capacity of the two was still less than that of a modern standard Milk Barrel.
Zhao An appeared somewhat helpless. "Immortal Sir, this is already the largest ceramic barrel we have in our village. Of course, we have smaller barrels as well. Should we move all of them here?"
Yun Yi believed it was unnecessary. "There's no need to go through all that trouble; even if we combine these barrels, they won't hold much milk. Just leave it to me."
The others looked at Yun Yi with puzzled expressions, seemingly wondering if the Immortal Sir was going to take matters into his own hands.
Yun Yi smiled lightly, clearly having a solution in mind. Who said storing milk had to involve containers? Digging a pit in the ground or constructing a reservoir could solve the problem just as well.
With that, he took out an Iron Shovel from his backpack and quickly began to dig into the floor of the room.
As he swung the Iron Shovel swiftly, he soon cleared a section of the ground at the center of the room. Then he started laying down Granite Blocks, paying special attention to the design of certain sections.
Before long, he had constructed a pit measuring three meters in length and width, and one meter deep. This pit occupied most of the space within the small house. Moreover, due to the near-seamless fit of the Granite Blocks he used, this structure ensured perfect sealing. Even if milk were poured into this pit, it wouldn't seep out.
The milk storage pit created by Yun Yi not only had excellent sealing properties but also a considerable volume. This large pit measured three meters long, three meters wide, and one meter deep, giving it a total capacity of nine cubic meters. Theoretically, it could store up to nine thousand liters of milk.
If further expansion of capacity was needed, it could be achieved by deepening the pit. However, Yun Yi chose not to do so. Firstly, making it too deep posed safety risks; if someone accidentally fell in, it would lead to a tragic drowning in milk. Secondly, people needed to retrieve the milk themselves.
Digging too deep would make this task extremely inconvenient.
The first time the Gao Family and the refugees encountered such a scene, they all leaned in to take a look. When they saw this sight, they collectively gasped, momentarily stunned and at a loss for words.
At that moment, Yun Yi had Zhao An bring over the cow he had modified.
"Zhao Clan Leader, your cows are truly different," Gao remarked curiously as he examined the animal. It resembled other Huang Niu but appeared somewhat more square in shape, especially with its distinctly square head and body, giving it a peculiar yet endearing look.
"This is not a local breed; it is a cow transformed by Immortal Sir using magical powers," Zhao An explained, waving his hand and cautioning everyone not to underestimate this unique cow: it was very special.
Gao Shun and the other refugees were equally intrigued and inquired, "What makes it so special?"
Zhao An puffed out his chest, a clear sense of pride on his face. "Ordinary cows require feed and often slack off while working. Moreover, their manure has an exceptionally unpleasant odor."
However, Zhao An paused for a moment, as the audience around him urged him on with their eager gazes, hoping to hear more information.
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