Late Ming Dynasty: The Counterattack Begins with Sea Pirates

Chi Honghai only realized it when he was in the field, as if he had just slapped his forehead.

When the bamboo pipe reached the field, it couldn't distribute the water from the pipe evenly into the soil.

If you scoop water into a bamboo tube, it will all drip onto that one spot.

It's not very useful.

Chi Honghai walked around the field twice and then had someone bring him half a bamboo.

He took out his small knife and drilled a few small holes in the bamboo wall.

They brought over a few more frames, shortened some of them, and stuck them into the ground, decreasing in height from left to right.

"Sir, this thing you set up in the field, it doesn't seem to be able to get water from the bamboo pipe, does it?" a farmer nearby asked.

Chi Honghai straightened up and just then saw an islander carrying two buckets of water, walking down the hill with a limp.

He called to the islander and unloaded two buckets full of water from his carrying pole.

First, he took a wooden ladle, filled it with water, and then walked to the highest point of the bamboo frame in the field to pour the water evenly.

As you can see, the water flows down from left to right following the difference in elevation, and when it passes through the small hole, it drops in bursts.

Within seconds, water was dripping from every water hole, soon wetting the soil beneath.

The islanders who were farming gathered to the side and watched the things that Master Chi had set up, never expecting them to be so useful.

"This way, you won't have to carry a bucket of water around the fields, saving you some time."

Chi Honghai looked at the islander and spoke, then turned around to face the people behind him.

"You all do it this way. Remember, the elevation difference is one from left to right and one from right to left, alternating between the two. This will ensure that the soil is watered as much as possible."

"Yes, sir."

"The bamboo pipe that runs down from the pond can't be directly brought into this field. Let's do it this way for now. Connect the bamboo pipe to the middle of the fields above and below. This way, it will be more convenient for the villagers to carry buckets to fetch water, saving them from having to carry buckets all over the mountain."

"Then, sir, should we cover the bamboo pipes in the field?"

"Just cover it with the bottom end facing down. As long as it's not done intentionally, it can't be blocked by any mud."

Chi Honghai put his hands into the bucket of water to wash them, and then shook them vigorously when he took them out.

"Alright, just do it this way. If you're missing this, just ask the carpenter for it."

"By the way, on the highest field, make a dense fence with wooden sticks or bamboo, wedging it into the earthen wall of the field embankment. After that, cut down the trees, and don't touch anything near the field for now."

"Don't worry, sir, leave it to us, we'll do a great job."

After saying that, Chi Honghai led Shen Er and Ai Si down the mountain.

On the way down the mountain, we happened to run into the brothers who were paving the road with stones.

"master."

"Greetings, sir."

Chi Honghai smiled and nodded in response to everyone, then stopped to look at the stone steps they were laying.

The process was done exactly as he had described on the beach: first, the small pebbles were imprinted in the soil, and then sand was laid on top of them.

However, they did add some steps to this process.

Although the pebbles scooped up from the shore were small, he noticed that the stones they used to pave the steps seemed even smaller. No wonder he didn't feel any discomfort when he walked up them; the steps were quite smooth.

"Where did you get this stone from?"

The brothers who were laying the floor looked up at Master Chi.

"Sir, these stones were all shoveled from the shore. However, the brothers used iron tools to smash and pound the stones they shoveled up, making them this small. Walking on them won't hurt your feet too much."

As he spoke, the next step of stone was almost laid. The man took out a small bag hanging from his waist and untied the thin rope on it.

What fell down was all the fine sand from the shore.

It must be said that the wisdom of the working people is boundless and great.

I originally thought the sand would be collected in a large bucket or bag and scooped out when needed.

Unexpectedly, they had roughly calculated the amount of sand needed for each step, and packed it in batches around their waists, making a half-circle, so they could take it off when needed.

Not only is it lighter, but it also avoids waste.

However, it doesn't matter if the sand is wasted; the main thing is that the extra effort of making two more trips can be used to pave two more stone steps.

As the sand was evenly poured onto the pebbles, he first compacted it further with his feet.

Then he walked to the side, scooped a ladleful of water from the bucket, and poured it onto the sand.

The sand became even more compact.

It's as if it were originally from this small place.

"Work hard and finish this quickly. Master will have Ai Si prepare a few more hearty dishes for you," Shen Er said from behind Chi Honghai.

Chi Honghai had no objection to Shen Er's statement.

After all, the favor and the prestige still fell on him.

Besides, if you're going to work, you need to be fed, and fed well.

For the time being, I shouldn't need to worry about the things on this mountain.

However, it's just that you don't have to worry about things on the mountain; those down below have a lot to worry about.

As soon as Chi Honghai came down the mountain, Pang San ran up to him.

"Master, something terrible has happened! I was just on my way to the mountain to look for you!"

"What's wrong again?"

"Instructor Lang and his men are about to start fighting."

Chi Honghai's eyes widened in surprise!

What kind of floodwaters are these that dare to wash over this great temple?

Before he could catch his breath, Pang San led him to the training ground.

At this time, Chi Honghai had already sent people to build outposts and training grounds on the north side of the village.

The trainers naturally followed.

Chi Honghai jumped onto the small boat, and before Ai Si could even get on, he patted Pang San and rowed towards the opposite bank.

"Master, master! I haven't boarded the ship yet! I haven't boarded the ship!"

Chi Honghai suddenly turned around and looked at Ai Si, who was standing there.

"Go back to work and arrange tonight's meal!"

Upon reaching the north bank, Chi Honghai hurriedly jumped off the boat, not even caring whether his feet would get wet.

It is important to understand that conflicts between soldiers and instructors are a major taboo.

How high can the fighting power of a team that is divided and disunited be?

Besides, I paid a lot of money to hire this instructor; if I get angry, I'll just give up the money and stop teaching him.

Can things like firearms training be learned in a dream?

They ran to the training ground.

Chi Honghai then saw that a crowd had already gathered around.

Chi Honghai pushed aside the people surrounding him and saw that Instructor Lang was facing the two men with a rapier in the middle.

Judging from this, they're going to have a competition.

Seeing this scene, Chi Honghai finally calmed down a bit.

When the people around saw Chi Honghai arrive, they were all about to call him "Master," but Chi Honghai stopped them.

At this moment, Liu Qingjiang noticed the situation and approached Chi Honghai.

"Sir, should I go and stop them? Those two down there are really defying Instructor Lang's discipline, and Instructor Lang won't let us get involved, saying he'll handle it personally..."

Chi Honghai waved his hand.

At this moment, he also wanted to see what Instructor Lang was capable of.

It's a good thing for a team to compete fiercely and have a strong fighting spirit; such a team will be more powerful and ruthless when they actually fight.

However, such insubordination is not something to be encouraged.

It's worth noting that in a certain country during a certain era, the classic act of subjugation caused a lot of trouble, the biggest of which was those two walnuts (referring to a specific type of walnut).

Amidst shouts, the two grabbed their weapons and rushed towards Instructor Lang.