What’s even more magical about this micro-landscape sand table is that well water pumped from a well is poured into it, and under the control of the equipment of Liu Ashan and others next to the sand table, the water of the "Butterfly Creek" on the sand table is poured into it.

Very fast.

It stands to reason that if the meandering river channel of Butterfly Creek was completely simulated, then the rapid water flow would probably rush out of the river channel and submerge most of the sand table.

But at this moment, no matter how fast the water poured in, it passed through the huge sand table steadily, and no water in the river overflowed.

Among the doubtful people standing on tiptoes on the street, scrambling to look out, some sharp-eyed people suddenly discovered that the Butterfly Creek on the sand table seemed to be a little different.

It seems that there is an extra "straight" river channel, which directly ignores the butterfly wing-like river channel that twists into two "ji" characters, connecting the two ending ends, and turns into a "concave"-like river channel pattern.

The double "ji"-shaped river channel like butterfly wings where Penglangdu was originally located has become a tributary.

The extra "one horizontal" main stream below allows the river water rushing down from the upper reaches of Yunmengze to pass through Longcheng County in the middle reaches and into the Yangtze River downstream.

The more people looked at it, the more surprised they became. It was this simple "one horizontal line" that, like a miraculous craftsmanship, made the Butterfly Creek, which was prone to violence due to rising water, succumb to a delicate little sheep!

The simulation on the sand table may have the meaning of talking on paper, but a certain rule of time and the twilight of despair slowly emerge from it, like the first light before dawn.

Ouyang Rong looked at the people in Longcheng whose expressions began to change. Without looking back, he pointed at the sand table behind him and said proudly:

"Since it is difficult for Yunmeng floods to enter the river every time, then we will open a river channel and let it enter the river! Since Butterfly Creek is winding and winding and cannot discharge the flood, we will straighten it and let it discharge the flood obediently! Since this beast is showing its teeth and claws wantonly

At the end of the day, we, the government and the people, will work together to use shovels and dredge the expansion until it is dug through and tamed!"

As soon as these words came out, they were like thunder on the ground, shaking the whole place. Many people were stunned and speechless. Even Xie Lingjiang, Yan Liulang, Wang Caozhi and others who had already digested the shock subconsciously looked sideways at a certain young county magistrate.

But even if it was convincing, there were still people in the crowd who looked worried and asked:

"Sir, if a new river channel is opened, what will happen to the current Penglangdu... and the ancient sword furnaces on the west bank? Wouldn't it divert the water of Butterfly Creek? I heard the old people say that the water of Butterfly Creek has the aura of a dragon.

The location of the sword furnace cannot be moved, let alone changing the river course..."

The young county magistrate stretched out two slender fingers and interrupted in a cold voice:

"First, Penglangdu has not given up. It is still too small. The county government is just building one more ferry to divide the pressure;

"Secondly, I would like to ask which is more important, the swords of the distant dignitaries, or the wives and daughters of the common people in Dragon City in front of you."

The person who asked the question immediately shut up.

The young county magistrate's tone seemed to indicate that this was not a multiple-choice question, but a life-threatening one... If not, it was a divided question.

The only problem was "solved" and the whole place returned to silence. The people who had been devastated by floods for generations looked at each other in amazement. When they thought that this huge and novel "amazing work" was about to begin, many people with imagination gradually began to breathe harder.

Under the blazing sunshine at noon, the young county magistrate, who was sweating on his forehead but did not look sideways, his voice echoed throughout the audience:

"I announce that from now on, the Longcheng County Government will take the lead and recruit the young people of Longcheng to join dozens of merchants and squires to start the water conservancy construction of Butterfly Creek by cutting the bend and straightening it! We will dig the water conservancy project east of Luming Street.

Create a brand new river, build a brand new ferry and several brand new dock shopping streets!

"I understand that this kind of water conservancy has never been heard of before Longcheng County, Jiangnan Road, and even the entire Zhou Dynasty. However, I firmly believe that this water conservancy will definitely benefit the present day and will be used in the future! I hope you all will

You will actively help us and together we can completely control the floods in Longcheng."

"Finally, I also know that there may be some people who have some slight objections, but... this is a notification, not a discussion."

At the last word, Ouyang Rong seemed to have something to say and turned around to leave.

Behind him, most of the people on Luming Street were extremely excited, and many people rushed to study the water conservancy sand table on display.

But behind the lively crowd, a certain young head of the Liu family had cold hands and feet in the sun, and his body was crumbling. Fortunately, his arm was supported by a lame servant on the side.

Liu Ziwen took a deep breath and suddenly understood something:

This Ouyang Lianghan didn't come to snatch that thing, he actually came to control the water, and he even didn't hesitate to... completely destroy it!
Chapter completed!