No pain, no gain

The lengthy winter in the Northwest was finally coming to an end. Ren Xiaosu saw some plants sprouting along the river, and the insects hibernating in the soil started waking up as well.

The spring floods were approaching, and the snowy mountains that stretched for thousands of miles in the Northwest would gradually start melting. The sunlight would turn the snow into tens of thousands of rivulets, and they would then flow east and merge to become a raging river.

Someone once said this water was from the Heavens and that it always flowed east without stop.

The valley that had been dry for many months would receive an abundant source of water by spring. This was the best time for them to farm and irrigate. When the time came, the massive source of water from the river would fill up the irrigation ditches and turn the dusty channels into a riverbed.

Ren Xiaosu and the bandits had to make enough clay bricks before the spring floods arrived.