Chapter 487 Tribute, Sense of Ritual
Zhao Xinying stared at Sun Yingying admiringly, "Sister Ying, why are you so powerful?"
"Hehe, there are so many places where Sister Ying is so powerful!" Sun Yingying said proudly, "Okay, here it is, Uncle Xu, you build a stake here, then tie a red cloth on Zhuangzi, and put four apples! "
The driver Xiao Xu was confused again, very puzzled, "Yingying, you tie the red cloth to the pile, I understand, it is for marking, you can put four apples, why is this?"
"Pay tribute!" Sun Yingying replied, although she didn't believe that there were mountain gods and water gods, but the inheritance in her mind required this, so she did it.
"Ah?" Xiao Xu's driver, bodyguard, and Zhao Xinying were all stunned, "Do you want to pay tribute to the gods? This is a new society, you can't become elites, and you can't have gods?"
Sun Yingying smiled, "Whether it is there or not, when we enjoy the clear spring water, we have to give some, take and give back. These are two equal processes, reminding us that when we use nature, we also need to give. You can't just ask for it..."
"Uh uh..." Zhao Xinying couldn't help laughing and laughing, and then she was incomparably admired, "Sister Ying, why do you say these things, I suddenly feel so reasonable..."
The driver Xiaoxu and the two bodyguards nodded, profound and...mysterious...full of philosophy...
"Haha..." Sun Yingying laughed, "Just take it as a joke, anyway, I think it's good to do this, it's quite ceremonial..."
According to Sun Yingying's request, driver Xiaoxu tied a red cloth to the stake, and then, following Sun Yingying's instructions, placed four apples on the ground from east, west, north and south around the stake, and then drew a circle with lime on the ground.
"At that time, after the spring hole is dug at the position of the wooden pile, a pool of this size will be dug according to the position under the lime circle, and then the water will flow downstream. You don't need to do the rest..." Sun Yingying Explain and let Zhao Xinying record it in the book.
On the barren mountain, Sun Yingying climbed the mountain repeatedly, calculating and deducing...
After a busy afternoon, I didn't find the springs of eight barren mountains until sunset on the west mountain...
Turning her head to look at the hundreds of mountains behind her, Zhao Xinying felt her scalp tingle, "Sister Ying, at our speed, when will we be able to find them all?"
"Don't worry, it's up to people!" Sun Yingying wiped the sweat from her forehead and rubbed her sore legs. "After that, I'll come here every weekend...almost, it will be finished in five or six weeks..."
"When are you going to hit the spring?" Zhao Xinying asked.
Sun Yingying did the math, "After three days, you can dig wells. I have marked each mountain, and I have let you record the size of a spring, so you can explain it clearly to the person in charge of digging wells. !"
"Okay, I've written it all down!" Zhao Xinying nodded, she couldn't help with other things, but it was still possible to record these things.
In the follow-up, she will also follow the well drilling situation to reduce the pressure on Sister Ying as much as possible.
By the time they returned to the location of the RV, it was already dark, the headlights on the RV were turned on, and there were bursts of fragrance coming from the car from time to time...
Not far from the RV, there is fish head tofu soup in the cauldron of the earth stove, and there is a jar next to the cauldron with jar meat squatting in it...