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All the soldiers couldn't understand the too difficult and obscure truth, but with this feeling, coupled with the huge mechanism that was constantly rotating, they suddenly understood the majestic spirit contained in Hassler's words.

The big river flows, regulates it to the place where it is needed, and it will continue to live forever, without any disadvantage...

What a wild ambition! ?

However, this group of people from Mozong really did it!

Several soldiers raised their heads together, looking up at the huge gears and transmission shafts, watching them push the stone rollers to crush and grind the mineral materials, it feels like entering a magical world.

Controlling rivers is a means of gods, but standing in front of them are people who are just like them. Can people really have such abilities?

As if seeing Jun Tuen Men's doubts, Hassler proudly raised his chest high.

"We, Mozong, pay attention to science. Everything in the world has a reason. It depends on whether we can discover it."

"Just like the agricultural science class you took before, that is a kind of science. Farming can't just rely on God, people have to find the right way. What crops need to grow, we give them what, so that they can grow naturally. Overcharged."

Many people nodded when they said this.

During this month in Mozong, among other things, they knew for the first time that different crops needed different fertilizers at different times.

At the beginning, everyone thought the portable toilets distributed to the guards were hypocritical.Obviously, it can be solved by taking off your pants and finding a wild place, but you still have to build a house, and the dry and wet can't be mixed together. Isn't it just looking for trouble!

If it weren't for the warmth of the house, taking off the pants would not freeze the buttocks, and no one would use it at all.

But using it has also found benefits.Sitting is indeed more comfortable than squatting, and you won't be disturbed by others.Every once in a while, someone would take away the full tin cans and clean them up, keeping the mobile toilets clean all the time.

Now they finally know why they have to separate the dry from the wet, and why those jars were taken away.

Retting!Retting all kinds of fertilizers!Fertilizer that various crops like!

Teacher Liu's explanation of this principle is very down-to-earth.

"You all have differences in whether you like spicy food or not, and the crops are the same!"

"Would you like to feed you chili peppers?!"

Hearing this, Juntun, who doesn't eat spicy food, turned green.

But Mr. Liu is not talking nonsense. After seeing Mo Zong's field, everyone is convinced. It is also wheat, and the seedlings are strong and green, much stronger than theirs!

The power of science... so this is the power of science!

"Brother Ha..."

One of the young Juntun with a lifeless head scratched his head and pointed at the huge water mill with a smile.

"This water mill can even grind mineral materials, so if you grind some millet flour, wouldn't it be very convenient (biàn)?!"

"That's natural, but how can you kill a chicken with a bull's knife?"

Hasler pointed to the field where they had come over just now.

"This is an industrial area, and the water mills here are used to grind minerals, so you can't use them for food at the entrance."

"The agricultural area over there has also built a water mill. Now it grinds tofu and the like. After the summer harvest, it can grind grain. It is much smaller than this."

"Recently, the food room and the carpentry class are still studying the use of soybeans to extract oil, and now there are some clues. If it can be done successfully, it will be a lot easier to eat oil in the future."

What he said made the army very envious.

Before, I thought that Mo Zong had to let go, and thought it was because the aunt of the Shijian would not be able to live, but now I see that they really think too much, how can they not live, they have a strong body and confidence!

"The weaving workshop also needs to be built with hydraulic power?"

The young Juntun never forgot the scene of sticking sticks on the ground.He couldn't imagine how to build a house with sticks, was it to build walls around the sticks?

When Hassler led the crowd to visit the water mill, he was still staring at the construction site full of sticks.

Huge watermills are spectacular, but sticks...

Just as he was thinking, he saw a scene he would never forget in his life.

I saw that the long iron rods, which were tied up one by one, had been covered by the iron plates carried by two Mozong disciples.These iron plates are inserted into each other to surround the long iron rods. Someone seems to be checking each one to see if the locks on them are fastened.

Then, several Mozong disciples climbed up the tall ladder and poured buckets of cement directly into the space surrounded by iron plates!

Juntun: ...!

If he still doesn't understand what he is doing, then he is not worthy of being sent to Mozong to teach farming.Because not far from the place where the cement was poured, several Mozong disciples were dismantling the same iron plate, exposing the solidified cement column inside.

Juntun raised his head and glanced at the semi-open house he was in. The thick pillars were exactly the same as the ones that had just been dismantled.It turned out that the method of direct infusion was used!No wonder Mo Zong's house was built so fast!

Juntun was startled and horrified. He subconsciously looked at his companions, and found that everyone was still immersed in admiration for the water mill, completely oblivious to the miraculous project that was going on across the river.

How can this be! ?He knows the hardness of the cement. The buildings in their guard are all made of cement, and they still use bricks to build them, only using cement as a kind of adhesive.

When the cement first came out, it was not that no one tried the watering method, but only cement mixed with slag and sand was not strong, and the house encountered an earthquake just after the big roof was put on, so no one was injured.

It can be seen that there seems to be no problem with Mo Zong's house-building method. After all, he can even make water-moving mechanisms, and the iron rods placed in the house cannot be without reason.

This Huren brother also said before that if steel is used to make bones, a person can stand up with bones. Presumably the same is true for houses.

It would be great if it was really like that. When building a house in the future, you don’t have to work hard to polish stones, burn bricks and lay bricks, and just pour them into the iron frame. !

I don't know if Mo Zong will hold a construction class to let them learn these miraculous methods.

He was thinking wildly, and Hassler over there had already started to answer his questions with a smile.

"Hydraulic looms? We can't do this for the time being. Weaving is delicate work, and weaving workshops still rely on weavers."

"In just two days, we plan to recruit a group of female weaving workers. While the weaving workshop is not yet completed, we will teach weaving techniques. After the workshop is completed, Zongmen is going to start weaving. If there is a female family member who wants to come out to work, brother and brother, you can seize the opportunity to sign up."

Hearing this, the eyes of Zhong Juntun were astonishingly bright again.

Go to the weavers and be a weaver!Isn't that the same job as those ladies in Wubao! ?

They have seen Mo Zong's weaving workshop with their own eyes. It is full of female workers from top to bottom, and no males come in and out. Safety is no problem.

More importantly, the wages given by the weaving workshop are very impressive.Lao Juntun once saw a little girl with his own eyes. After rushing into the dining room, he packed several meat dishes.

Not to mention that the clothes they wear are very well-off. Although they don't look rich, they are much better than the daughters and granddaughters in their own family!

Lao Juntun also asked old man Liu in private, that Mo Zong valued girls' movies so much, and his food and clothing were better than some boys.

Hearing him mention this, old man Liu laughed.

"Is there anything important or not? They earn their own money. If anyone cares about their daughter's private house, they will be laughed out of their teeth!"

What?Earn it yourself! ?

Lao Juntun was stunned.

He also has a daughter himself, and there is no shortage of granddaughters and granddaughters. Although he has not treated him badly, he is not too caring.

After all, the military station is going to work in the fields, and the boys who are strong and hardworking are more valued.

In troubled times, it's not bad to be able to support a large family, but how can you care about that much.

But during this month in Mozong, he suddenly had a new idea.

These women of Mozong all have ruddy complexions and are proud and arrogant, and they are more confident than those rich families in the city.

The girl raised in this way will never be obsequious, and it seems that she will not be bullied when she gets married, so the family can rest assured.

Thinking of this, Lao Juntun couldn't help but move his mind.He wanted to inquire about Mo Zong's weaving workshop again, but the daily classes were too heavy, and the weaving workshop was full of female relatives, so it was hard for him to speak up as an old man.

This matter has been pressing in Lao Juntun's heart, he did not expect that an opportunity would fall from the sky today, how could Lao Juntun let it go.

"But like the ones in Wubao? Weaving for money?"

Old Juntun asked anxiously.

Hassler shook his head.

"I don't make money by weaving for myself, I weave for the weaving workshop, and the weaving workshop will pay the wages."

He briefly introduced the weaving workshop, which made everyone nod their heads.

This is a good job, not much compared to sending the kid at home to learn crafts!

But to learn a craft is to work for the master, and it doesn’t matter if you can’t get out of it in ten or eight years. It’s no different to pouring water in the master’s house.

It's still good, you can earn wages after teaching, is there such a good thing in the world? !

"Then... are you not afraid that people won't work for you after learning the craft?"

Old Juntun asked suspiciously.

But Hassler shook his head.

"Not afraid."

"We have special looms. Weaving depends on machines. Without looms and cotton yarn, we can't weave anything."

"Besides, we are not afraid of people leaving. We can recruit again after leaving. In terms of the wages of the weaving workshop, we don't have to worry about no one coming."

This sentence is really true, not to mention the women who work at home all day, even the old men like them have the urge to work.In the eating room of those girls, they buy whatever is delicious, all of them are well-proportioned and fair, and they look more carefully raised than the boys at home.

Who wouldn't want to live like that! ?

Someone who couldn't hold it in really asked out, teasing Hassler to slap his thigh.

"Only weavers, brother."

The Huren kid said cheerfully.

"The steward of the weaving workshop is a lady, and the weavers below are also female relatives, so it won't be a mess if you take men in?"

"If you really want to, you should go back and ask the girls at home. In fact, farming is also a good job. After planting, you can eat and wear without worrying about it."

"Remember that in Shituopo three days later, Mozong's weaving workshop will be recruiting workers, so don't be late!"