Chapter 43 Golden English

[43] Golden English

Because Guo Jixiu accused the Huang family of pulling a sideway, Huangshan planned to argue with Guo Jixiu, but he was chased by Yao Fan and had to say, "What can dig a well? Nowadays, more than ten feet of wells have been dry, and more than 20 feet of deep wells are only available in large families, and there is only a foundation left. Brother Yao, how can you know nothing about farming?

Yao Fanxin said, don't slander me. I think many of the rural drought resistance in northern China in 2011 are used to fight dry wells. The design depth is generally at least 20 meters, that is, 60 feet. Such a well can water more than 40 mu of dry land a day.

2011 The northern provinces of China have different depths according to different geographical conditions. Yao Fan knows that drought-resistant wells such as Yimeng Mountain in Shandong Province are the deepest, basically 150 to 200 meters and directly into the groundwater layer. The irrigation of arable land in water-scarce mountainous areas depends on the state to build drought-resistant wells, but such deep wells of more than 100 meters need special equipment and professional construction personnel.

Seeing Yao Fan's meditation, Huangshan ignored him and said to Guo Jixiu, "What Brother Zhou said is the truth! A good river, you stop a dam, what does the downstream Lan family take to water the land? Now that there is a severe drought, as a local clan, we should go through the difficulties together. Don't fight inside!"

Guo Jixiu said in shame, "My Guo family has never treated your four families badly! 200 catties of salt are given to each other every year. Your two families are so biased. Don't expect our Guo family to give salt in the future!"

Zhou Xiusong sighed secretly and said that since the death of the two masters of the Guo family, the young master Guo, the new head, is really unbearable. How much is a catty of coarse salt worth? It's amazing. Sending 200 catties a year is not enough to pickle salty goods in my village. It's just the cost of more than ten taels of silver. Do you, Guo Jixiu, are all poor people who can't afford salt?

In addition, your family has always been a private hawker, which is nothing more than gagging everyone's mouth with salt. It's good if you don't send it in the future. You don't have to bear your favor for these small money.

Zhou Xiusong looked at Yao Fan again and said that people would die than people. Yao Fan was ten times stronger than Guo Jixiu. If he saw a gift, he would give 500 taels of silver! There are also watches, soaps and flower cloths, which are a hundred times more generous than your Guo Jixiu!

Golden Mountain was even more disdainful, snorted coldly and said, "Are you waiting for us here? It's just some coarse salt. How dare you mention it? In the future, you don't have to ask your family to send it. Even if you send it, I will also ask everyone to throw it into the sea. Although my Huang's farmland and business are not big, there are only tens of thousands of taels a year, but there is no shortage of bone chewing.

Lan Shunzheng directly scolded Guo Jixiu: "Since you mentioned it, you will ask someone to come to my house to settle accounts. In previous years, the salt sent by your family will be calculated for you! Just calculate the time when the salt price was the highest the year before last. If you don't send someone to pick it up, you will be a bastard! And your sixth aunt, please pick it up quickly, so that I won't be bored. I'm in charge of the Lan family now, and I'll take charge of this for my seventh master!"

In fact, Guo Jixiu regretted it after saying that. Such an angry words were too pediatric, but when he heard Lan Shunzheng say that he wanted him to take back his sixth aunt, Guo Jixiu was so angry that he stood up and scolded, "Ran, don't bully people too much! My sixth aunt is your seventh aunt who is marrying the door. That's your seventh aunt! Can you also take a break? You are presumptuous!"

Lan Shunzheng grinned and groaned coldly, "Hmm, what seven masters and seven aunts, a pair are raised by special little women, and they dare to be majestic in front of me. Later, I will definitely tell the old man and ask him to go home!"

When Guo Jixiu heard this, he was so angry that he was half dead.

When Zhou Xiusong saw their words in a hurry, he became more and more rigid. He said that I was really unlucky for eight lifetimes. Yao Fan and Guo Jixiu were reconciled in the front, and I want to reconcile the two of you here.

"Don't say anything! The more you talk, the more you can't say! This wine, whoever talks about the matter of robbing water, will be interesting and go away!" Zhou Xiu passed the ultimatum.

So Guo Jixiu and Lan Shun finally found a step down, stopped scolding, and drank wine in anger.

Yao Fan had a plan in his heart after watching this live play.

Yao Fan opened his mouth and said to Jinshan, "It turns out that my well in the Qing Dynasty is so shallow!

I, Yao Fan, am not good at farming, but I see that the Westerners fight against drought in different ways. They drill deep wells and ordinary plains, and can get water out of 60 feet. An average of a well is nearly 300 mu of land per day. However, foreigners calculate public mu, and we liquidate a city mu. About one mu is equal to six mu of land for foreigners, that is to say, a well can irrigate more than 40 mu of land!"

Hearing Yao Fan say this, Golden Mountain said suspiciously, "60 feet? Brother Yao, are you joking? A single deep well of more than 20 feet, even digging earth and walls, it will take at least two months to face up. It should be noted that the soil is more and more difficult to dig down. At least six or seven iron-inlaid shovels need to dig bald. If you encounter stones, it will be even more blind. It is expected to be dug out in two months.

Yao Fan saw that everyone looked at him and shook his head with a smile and said, "Foreigners don't need to dig manually. Foreigners have well drillers. When they open the machine, they can dig a 60-foot deep well in a day."

Seeing that Yao Fan didn't seem to be lying, Golden Mountain sighed, "That foreign machine is so powerful? I only heard that Lord Ding, the governor, was going to run a machine bureau, but I didn't know that the foreigner's machine was already so powerful.

Zhou Xiusong heard some smell and asked Yao Fan, "Brother Yao, is there any way to buy that foreigner's well drilling machine? If you can buy it, you only need to drill more than 100 wells on 5,000 mu of land next to my farm, and you can water it all.

Yao Fan said, "You can buy it, but the machine needs to consume special foreign oil to drill a well. A well does not count other losses. Foreign oil alone will drink 300 catties. If it is all calculated, a 60-foot deep well will cost 1,000 taels of silver."

Zhou Xiusong was shocked and quickly waved his hand and said, "It's not good. It costs 1,000 taels of silver for 40 acres of land!" This money is used to buy land, and you can also buy 50 mu of good watered land! When the drought is severe, the land price will be even cheaper.

Yao Fan knew that the price was scary and said with a smile, "But a well can be used for hundreds of years, but the money is spread out, but it is not so expensive."

Zhou Xiusong frowned and asked, "Is that foreigner so rich?" Can you dig such an expensive well?"

Yao Fan said, "As long as the business is prosperous, tens of millions of taels of silver will naturally flow out every year. Under the rolling of foreign people's wealth, what else can't be built?"

Zhou Xiusong sighed, "The Qing Dynasty can't beat foreigners for a day. This * smoke can't be stopped for a day."

Yao Fan said, "But this drought is really not a matter. In a few days, I will ask my family to send a well drill and drill several wells horizontally and vertically to solve the urgent need."

"What's the matter with just a few bites?" Zhou Xiusong muttered in his heart. He shook his head and said, "Don't talk about this. It's rare for everyone to get together today. I still advise everyone to turn war into jade and silk to solve all the past grudges. Why don't we each have a poem and have fun together?

So Zhou Xiusong said to himself:

"New words are passed on,

Zhenxiu Gaogexuan in front of the stage.

The blue sky and the beautiful wind blow away,

Gao Peng is full of money.

When Yao Fan heard this poem, he knew that it was Zhou Xiusong who praised himself. He couldn't help but be surprised that this person was extraordinary. He did not dare to say that he would become a poem in seven steps, but he was also very well-literate in literature to be able to do so casually.

The uncle of the Yang family only ate for a long time and didn't say anything. Now when he saw that he wanted to write a poem, he scratched his head and said, "I haven't done it for a long time. Let's just sing a scandal.

"Long hair twists and connects the wilderness,

The sea and the sky are full of sorrow.

Come and listen to the song together,

Forget the cracked wall behind you.

Yao Fan saw that he focused on politics and social reality, worried about the drought, and admired it in his heart.

Lan Shun saw that it was his turn and thought for a moment:

"Children don't need to read words,

Boiled salt is better than reading.

Boil thousands of gold in an iron pot,

Rich and glorious in the stove.

Yao Fan almost laughed when he heard it. He said in his heart that Lan Shunzheng's mouth was bad, scolding people without spitting dirty words, and finally cursed the rich and glorious flowers in the furnace hell.

Guo Jixiu was furious after hearing this and immediately said:

"Who is a dog barking with?

The ragged beggar's song.

It's a thief to lead a sheep,

It should be sent to the government to cut it carefully!"

Yao Fan listened to his vicious scolding. It seemed that he not only scolded himself who had been singing on the stage before, but also embedded Lan Shunzheng's name and scolded him as a thief. He was really an asshole.

Lan Shunzheng was not angry. He hummed coldly and took a sip of the cup.

Golden Mountain frowned and said that this poem had turned into a street scolding. What else did he say? Moreover, he had been doing business abroad with his father since he was a child. His poetry was so desolate that he couldn't learn from Guo Jixiu and Lan Shunzheng to scold each other, right?

At this moment, the bamboo curtain at the door was raised. Yao Fan turned his head and saw the little girl brought by the Golden Mountain before coming in.

The hypocrite arched her hand and said, "I'm Jin Ying, my cousin of Jinshan. My brother is not good at poetry, so I will take him to make this poem.

Except for Yao Fan and Golden Mountain, everyone else wonders that Golden Mountain has never seen this cousin before?

Golden Mountain hurriedly said, "That's right. My cousin will make poetry for me."

Everyone knew the bottom of the golden mountain, and naturally did not deliberately embarrass him, but the little man only looked at Yao Fan with wide eyes and said:

"The drought is about to wither, and you live alone.

In the curtain of the garden, a bright branch opens.

The wind is fragrant, and Honghu is charming.

If you comply with the law next year, the golden platform will be issued first.

Yao Fan thought to himself that the first two sentences of this dead shemale were quite good. By describing the drought as his back # scene, he used a borrowed method to praise his unique song, like the only flower in a pile of dead wood. Damn, the back is the rhythm of shemale courtship! How dare you call yourself Honghu... I'll wipe it! What a narcissistic!

His name occupies gold, and the ancients called each other brother platform. His 'golden platform' is obviously in words! The English character in his name is omitted in the poem. In fact, he is calling himself Yingtai. Shit, how dare you compare yourself to Zhu Yingtai? Damn it! If you dare to deal with me! Believe it or not, I slap you into a pig's head!

Yao Fan twisted his eyebrows and stared at Huang Jinying, solemnly stated his position and wrote a poem:

"The sky can come down and hold it,

The world is invincible and straightforward.

The rooster sings the red flag,

The universe is red and white in the east.

Yao Fanxin said, did you understand? I'm a straight man, not bent at all! My ambition is to raise the red flag. Of course, you don't know what the red flag does. If you don't understand, I can't teach you. This is a secret, hey...