The "next dish" that Porti mentioned appeared a few days later. The Kitchen God Temple was still in the festival period. Karabis, who had nothing to do, continued to conduct the "Ancient Greek military training" with a very shame in Telanyan. Not only did he conduct heavy infantry races, but he also performed fighting, naked wrestling, swimming and other events. Until Kelly appeared at the gate of the college with a tired look on his face, "Congratulations, Karabis, the engineer of Fertus introduced by Claudiya......"

"Called by Portus." Karabis wiped his sweat and fine sand all over his body, removed the leather bandage from his fist, and corrected the way.

"Well, Portus, he failed to get the tunnel."

"How did it fail?" Karabis asked curiously with raised pottery urn.

"When digging a tunnel, two teams of craftsmen dug each other across the mountain, but in the end they were a total of 100 Roman rulers and didn't match. Then they continued to dig horizontally, preparing to match. Finally, they matched and dug down." Kelly's words asked Karabis to spray out a sip of water, but after coughing repeatedly, he also figured it out. At this time, the level of engineering mathematics was still limited. Digging tunnels in the mountain could not match such common things, so it would be better to get used to it.

"Did the Lord ask me to try it?"

Kelly said with a serious expression: "It's not that you want to try it. The master has lost 20,000 Drakma because of this failure. He asked you to solve this problem and bring Milu with you."

The sun was scorching in May. In the trench of Pulaima, Milu was using a measuring instrument called "Groma" with sweat on his face. Karabis held a parasol on the side to hide the sun, and his face was full of sweat. Lukulas and Claudia sat behind him with a gloomy face. It seemed that the two of them must have had a big quarrel before. After a long period of busyness, Milu also called Pope and brought a pedometer, a kind of object with a rolled cloth strip, and flipped to the foot of the mountain there. The two of them found a convergence point on one side of the mountain in a triangular way, and finally got the straight line length that the tunnel should have.

When Karabis saw Milu calculate it, he was very pleased and thought that since these legion soldiers had calculated the angle and length, what they did below must be much better than the engineer Portus.

Unexpectedly, Milu walked to Lukulas, saluted and said bluntly: "Your Excellency, after the length measurement, I personally think that the soil of this mountain cannot be dug to tunnel. Even if it is dug out, it will collapse because it cannot be supported." Hearing this, Karabis's face was even more bitter than Lukulasla.

"But... you can use the method of building aqueduct to attract sea water from the other side of the mountain." Pope added.

Lukulas said strangely: "Aqueduct? I have seen it. You mean using the aqueduct to transport the water from the sea, then cross the hillside and pour it into my villa courtyard? How is this possible!" People still understood a little basic mechanics at that time.

Pope smiled knowingly at this time and began to point at the mountain and talked: "Your Excellency, it's not your fault. My solution is this. Now, a reservoir with a breakwater on the beach is built, with a water pump in it, and the height is greater than your courtyard. Then, along the hillside, lay a row of lead pipes with a diameter of one Roman ruler and inserted into the reservoir. On this side of the lead pipe, it goes directly to the aqueduct in the courtyard. After the sea water is sucked up, it passes through the mountain, injects into the servo, and then flows into your fish pond."

"What is this?" Lukulas asked, squinted.

"Your Excellency, it is the technology I have seen in a castle in Pagama, Little Ya. It is said that we also had it two hundred years ago, but it is now lost." Pope said affirmatively.

"Isn't this the principle of siphon?" Karabis said silently in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud, but looked at everyone present with a marvelous expression. Then everyone was infected by his expression and looked at each other with a marvelous expression.

"Soldier, maybe you are talking about a feasible plan. Why not talk about your budget?" Lukulas finally burst out this sentence.

"Your Excellency, the biggest investment is lead pipes. This is a big trouble. I guess it has to be made of a large weight of lead, which requires a large field and a lot of craftsmen." Pope said, and Lukulas asked directly: "Is a hundred thousand drachma enough?"

"Actually, 50,000..." Before Milu could speak, Karabis shouted first: "Actually, my friends can do a good job of 85,000 Drakma."

"Kelly, worry about this. I have to accompany Marcos for a while - my dear wife, I'm lost." Lukulas stood up politely, obviously satisfied with the plan, and then left his wife and left. When he left, he turned around and told Karabis: "Karbis, you must know that I have to use Milu and Pope to withstand a lot of pressure, so - do things beautifully."

"Oye!" Originally, Karabis looked at Lukulas's back and wanted to clench his fists to express his excitement and joy, but soon he saw Claudia staring at him with a strange look, and immediately restrained himself.

"Carabis, where are you from?" Claudia asked curiously with her hands on her cheeks.

"The east, far away, there are deserts and beasts." Karabis made a mistake.

Claudia was not interested in asking the bottom line. She put a tulle shawl on her body and said to Karabis ransom, "You are asking for 85,000 Drachma? Do you know how much the architect of Fertus is asking for?"

"It seems that it is called Portus, Portus, the respected mistress." Karabis corrected carefully.

"Well, he asked for a price of 125,000 Dracma. This guy is worthy of being a free man protected by Crassus. He is insatiable, but he is willing to give me a commission of 5,000 Dracmas." Claudia said in an annoyed tone. The two maids of hair combing knowingly handed over the dressing box and held it in front of her. The romantic lady looked at the dressing box, took out her hand and held it in her hand, and put on her makeup, because it is said that there was a grand noble party in Byer tonight, and she was unwilling to bring a trace of dimness. "Five thousand, that guy can do it..."

"Although we only ask for a price of 85,000, but 8,000 is yours, mistress," Karabis bowed and said in a low voice.

Claudia smiled with a humming smile, looking very happy and satisfied, "You are good, Karabis, I actually valued your plan at the beginning, so I won't ask more about this." Then she covered the dressing box and left with the maid and slave.

"Get out quickly." Karabis squinted his eyes and said affectionately in Chinese, as if he was saying goodbye to the mistress.
Chapter completed!