From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables - Chapter 314

Chapter 314: 143 Unsolved (First Update)_3

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Ming Jing smiled, “The water tank is empty, let’s fill it up.”

Han Ying’s eyebrows sagged immediately. This was a really tough job to do. He had been pampered and spoiled at home and had never done such work before. He had initially been tricked by his agent, who said they were going to eat, drink, and have fun here. Only after arriving did they realize it was a place for manual labor. The signal in the mountains was sometimes strong, sometimes weak, causing him to often drop out while playing games, and he had been kicked out of his team several times already, giving him a notorious reputation.

Furthermore, they had to do farm work, and it was impossible to let their seniors do the water pressing and carrying. This task fell to him and Xiao Wenwen. Xiao Wenwen was even lazier and more inept than him. Ever since the water tank had arrived, it had never been full. He was afraid of this well.

Ming Jing carried a bucket of water and placed it in front of the well. She held the handle of the pump and gently pressed it down, and clean water flowed from the well.

Han Ying exclaimed in surprise, “You got the water out? That’s amazing! I always had to ask villagers for help. How did you do it?”

Ming Jing calmly replied, “The principle of pressing a water well is to use a piston and valve to form a one-way valve, which allows the air to go up but not down. When the piston goes up, the valve opens, drawing the air in the underground pipe into the upper cavity. When the piston goes down, the valve closes, and the air escapes from the side of the piston. This process is repeated, causing the pipe below to be evacuated, and the water is drawn up under atmospheric pressure. If the seal is not good, the air from the outside will leak in when the piston goes up, making it difficult to evacuate the pipe, and the water will not come up. To draw water, first seal it well. Since the local water level is low, it is necessary to induce water. I noticed that the water pump’s sealing skin in the well was old and not airtight, making it difficult for you to draw water every time. Just replace it with a new sealing skin.”

As Ming Jing spoke, she pressed the water, and her cool and gentle voice was a rare breeze in the sweltering summer heat, making people feel refreshed.

Han Ying stared at her, dumbfounded. The young girl’s eyebrows and eyes were exquisitely gentle and beautiful. The large elm tree behind her provided shade, but there were still a few scattered rays of sunshine playfully bouncing on her body, making her look like she was surrounded by elves.

She spoke unhurriedly, doing this seemingly ungraceful task, yet no one could doubt the nobility engraved in her bones.

“You… you’re so amazing, even this you know.” Han Ying’s ears turned red.

When the bucket was full, Ming Jing came over to lift it, but Han Ying hurriedly picked it up before her. In an instant, his face changed color.

It’s so heavy…

But he couldnt lose face in front of Ming Jing. If he struggled even to lift a bucket of water, how could he still call himself a man?

Han Ying clenched his teeth, his face turning red as he managed to pour a bucket of water into the tank.

Han Ying placed the empty bucket back at the water outlet and took the handle from Ming Jing’s hand, saying, “Let me do it. You can take a break.” He then began to press the water with a groaning sound, and soon he was sweating profusely.

It made no sense. Ming Jing had not sweated a drop earlier, and yet he was soaked in sweat before even filling the bucket.

Ming Jing said calmly, ‘Move your hands a little back.”

As Han Ying moved his hands back an inch, it indeed became much easier. He curiously asked, “Why is that?”

“Taking the point where the handle joins the well as the fulcrum, the distance from the fulcrum to your fingers is the driving arm, and the distance from the fulcrum to the water outlet is the resisting arm. When the driving arm is larger than the resisting arm, it’s a labor-saving lever.”

Han Ying wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Ming Jing admiringly, “You must be a top scholar, applying your knowledge in practice. Please accept my admiration, I’ll follow you from now on.”

A few people in the distance watched the scene, and a profound smile appeared on Zou Jingyu’s face.

Zhao Xinrong clicked his tongue and said, “This young girl is really smart.” She was not ordinary, he had almost misjudged her.

But at the same time, he wondered if this could be a script written by the program team? He would observe before making any conclusions.

Xiao Wenwen frowned and said with a grin, “Ming Jing knows so much. Did you do a lot of research before coming here?”

Qu Feitai gave her a cold glance, “Is it that hard to admit someone else’s excellence?”

He walked towards Ming Jing, leaving behind a cool and aloof figure for the three of them.

Xiao Wenwen was choked with anger. What did Qu Feitai mean by that? Was he speaking up for Ming Jing?

Another one blinded by beauty. Men were all the same, and Qu Feitai was no exception.

Zhao Xinrong squinted his eyes and smiled, “Wenwen, you should go help too.

You’re all young people, and you’ll have something to talk about.”

He was giving Xiao Wenwen a way out, so that after the program was broadcast, she wouldn’t have conflicts with everyone. It wouldn’t be other people’s problem, but her own, and the audience would only be more critical of her.

Xiao Wenwen wasn’t stupid. She could tell that Zhao Xinrong was speaking on her behalf, so she gritted her teeth and went over.

Qu Feitai didn’t act like a big star. He worked well with Han Ying, one pressing water and the other pouring it, in perfect harmony.

Ming Jing walked around the yard and saw a discarded tire in the corner. She turned to the photographer who was following her and asked, “Is this tire still useful?”

The photographer nodded with a red face.

Ming Jing pulled the tire out, rolled it to the well, cleaned it with water, and then found a pile of tools.

Han Ying curiously approached, “Are you making a water seal?”

Ming Jing nodded. She lifted an ax, thicker than her arm, and split the tire in half. At that moment, Han Ying’s heart trembled, but Ming Jing remained composed, using scissors to cut along the inner tube.

She cut out a round gasket, measured the diameter against the well opening, made some more adjustments, and amazingly cut a perfect circle without even using a compass.

Ming Jing washed the gasket several times, filled a basin with clean water, fetched some vinegar from the kitchen, and poured a few drops into the water before soaking the gasket in the mixture.

Han Ying asked, “Why add vinegar?”

“The acetic acid in vinegar can dilute the sulfur in the tire. Immortal Crane Grass could have a better effect, if available.”

By that time, the water tank was almost full. Han Ying was about to ask what

Immortal Crane Grass was, but Ming Jing looked at the sun above and said,

“Let’s go out for a walk.”

Han Ying happily said, “I’m familiar with this place; I’ll take you.”‘

Ming Jing said, “I’ll let the seniors know first.”

The three of them left the small courtyard, and Xiao Wenwen caught up with them, running, “Wait for me; I want to go too.”

Zou Jingyu smiled and said, “Youth has its advantages.”

Zhao Xinrong rubbed his stomach, “I’m hungry, Lao Zou. What are we having for lunch today?”

Zou Jingyu shook his wrist, “My old ailment has flared up, and I can’t cook today. Looks like you’ll have to fend for yourself.”

Zhao Xinrong said resentfully, “You know I’m a kitchen killer! I can’t cook, and we have two guests. We can’t let them eat my dark cuisine.” Zou Jingyu helplessly said, “Then there’s nothing I can do..”