The Pirate of the Void Throne

After watching Kosha and Farafola leave.

With a sad face, Kebi gathered all the people digging for underground water and told the leader Kosha's order.

After listening, everyone, without exception, could not understand.

“How can abandoned wheat straw prevent wind and fix sand?”

"Why would Mr. Kosha come up with such a seemingly unreliable method!?"

"Who knows?"

"But since Mr. Kosha said so, we have no choice but to do it."

People started talking in confusion.

Although Kousha's method seemed very unreliable, out of respect for the leader, they took action immediately after complaining slightly.

"Nat, you take people to help Kosha."

Kebi said to the side.

"it is good."

A man with slightly dark skin, a strong build, and long gray hedgehog hair nodded.

Two hours later.

Nat's group of people brought shovels and a large amount of discarded wheat straw, and came to the place where Kosha was standing.

"Kosa, we brought the wheat straw here."

"What should I do next?"

“Can it really prevent wind and fix sand?”

"Of course!"

Looking at the people who still had doubts in front of him, Kosha didn't explain much.

Practical actions are always more powerful than words.

When success is truly achieved, no one will question it.

however……

"Hahaha, that's great, let's hurry up!!"

Nat picked up the tools seriously, looking eager to try and prepare for a big fight.

"..."

When everyone saw this, the corners of their mouths twitched. Do you really believe it?

Damn it, this wheat straw can prevent wind and fix sand.

Kosha couldn't help but glance at Nat. He didn't expect that anyone would really trust his method.

“First put the wheat straw on the sand and then press it into the sand with a shovel.”

"It's very simple. I'll make a standard appearance and you can just come with me."

Kosha picked up a shovel and wheat straw and started to do it himself.

Everyone looked at Kou Sha blankly, completely unable to figure out the purpose of doing this.

"What are you doing standing still? Get moving!!"

Nat shouted promptly.

So, a group of grown men followed Kosha and played with straw...

Fortunately, in his previous life, Kousha had been a volunteer for a period of time and participated in public welfare activities to reduce sand in the desert.

Otherwise, we really don’t know anything about this miraculous method of controlling desertification.

Grass grid sand fixation can be hailed as the greatest invention in the history of sand control.

It is necessary to use bundles of discarded wheat straw and spread them on the sand in a grid shape, and then roll them into the sand with a shovel, leaving 1/3 or half of the wheat straw standing naturally on the four sides.

Then move the sand in the center of the square to the roots of the surrounding wheatgrass so that the wheatgrass stands firmly on the sand.

It sounds simple, but there's a trick.

The best size of the square grid is 1X1 meter, and the part of the wheat straw exposed on the sand surface is 10-20 cm, which can not only effectively prevent the center part of the square from being eroded, but also block the input of wind and sand to the maximum extent.

The main reason is that the central part is only hollowed out by about 10 centimeters by the vortex generated by the air flow, while the central part of the 2x2 meter and 2x3 meter squares is deeply eroded, and the sand fixation and sand prevention effect is not good.

And after a lot of experiments, people have also measured that under normal circumstances, no matter how strong the wind is, the wind mainly transports sand within 10 centimeters from the surface. Beyond this height, it transports very little sand.

In addition, the effectiveness of controlling snow in winter is as high as 100%. What is even more surprising is that the plants grown in the small square world can grow vigorously and tall.

After the grass grids are fixed on the sand, various desert plants such as sea buckthorn, cactus, aloe vera, and Elaeagnus can be planted in these grids.

The grass squares made of wheat straw will be eroded and rotted after 4 to 5 years. However, as long as they do not encounter man-made damage or accidents during this period, the desert plants in those squares will thrive and penetrate deep into the sand. The huge root system inside will eventually become the new force that fixes the quicksand.

Grass grids can effectively prevent wind, fix sand, and conserve moisture. In previous generations, many countries specially sent people to our country to learn this technology.

It is said that the emergence of grass grid came from an accident. In the early days of sand fixation and desertification control, due to the harsh natural environment, sand fixation by plants was completely unfeasible.

Sand control people have tried methods such as pebble paving, asphalt mixed with sand, and straw mat paving, but they have been unsuccessful and the results are very poor.

Until one day things took a turn for the better.

When a worker was about to take a break, he picked up a bundle of wheat straw dropped by the camel team, inserted the wheat straw into the sand with an iron autumn, and wrote the words "Man can conquer nature" and "Zhongwei Gusha Forest Farm", and left.

As a result, it was discovered the next day that all the plants in the desert were not buried, except for these square characters formed by wheat straw, which were not raised or buried by the sand and dust.

From then on, with this simple wheat straw, the history of human desert control was created.

What Kosha has to do now is to make grass squares.

It does not require particularly high costs or any high-tech means, but it can control deserts most effectively.

Simple and practical.

Originally, it was necessary to wear gloves to prevent scratches on the straw handles, but ordinary people in the pirate world have rough skin and thick flesh, and have abundant physical strength, which is almost as resistant to roughness as cows.

This in turn greatly speeds up the process of making grass squares.

Kosha was very satisfied.

In just one morning,

Thousands of meters long and 700 meters wide wheat straw is connected together, one square after another, which is extremely spectacular.

"Huh~ Alright."

"We'll take a short break... and then we can go back to digging for water."

Kosha's voice was hoarse and his throat was a little dry.

Because Juba was seriously short of water, even he, the leader, could not drink water at will.

Most of them are still gritting their teeth and persisting.

Kosha raised his hand to wipe the non-existent sweat on his forehead and sat down on the sand.

however,

The heat of the sand under his butt made Kosha jump up and quickly pull and pull the pants at the back.

Throwing the shovel on the sand, he sat down again and felt a little more comfortable.

The scorching sun scorches the desert.

The desert at this time is the hottest time of the day.

Many people were so hungry and thirsty that they had already found some cacti to eat.

It can not only fill your stomach but also temporarily replenish your own water.

As for whether it tastes good, it is not considered at all.

"Kosha."

An equally hoarse voice came.

Kosha turned his head when he heard the sound and saw Farafola walking over, holding a piece of cactus in his hand.

"Give."

Farafora held out the cactus.

Kosha didn't show any pretense or push back. After silently saying "thank you" in his heart, he reached out and took it.

cactus.

Looking at the plant in his hand, Kosha paused for a moment.

He never thought that one day he would use this as food...

The hard days I once thought were nothing compared to now.

Kosha shook his head and smiled, then picked up the cactus in his hand and chewed it.

The taste is indescribably bitter.

This was definitely the most disgusting thing Kosa had ever eaten in his life.

However, this time he did not spit it out like before when he ate cactus fruit.

But after chewing hard for a few mouthfuls, he swallowed it hard.

In the vast sea of ​​sand.

A green patch of grass stood up, and a group of Yuba people munched on cacti in the sun.

No one feels sick, and no one is picky about food, some are just used to it.

Different birthplaces have created completely different destinies.