"Village Chief, having a meal!"
"Yeah, just finished eating."
This middle-aged man was named Wang Shan, a well-digger from Shangwang Village. Over the years in this profession, Wang Shan had dug hundreds of wells. With such good skills, Village Chief Wang Miao certainly wouldn't waste them.
Sure enough, for the revamping of Shangwang Village's machine well, Wang Miao entrusted Wang Shan with the entire task...
"Are you heading to the machine well to work now?"
Wang Miao asked kindly. Upon hearing Wang Miao and Wang Shan talking about the machine well, Beike, who was halfway through sucking on the vermicelli, immediately stopped, bit off the vermicelli, and then stared at Wang Shan with a strange look. Beike's mind also started whirling with ideas.
"Village Chief Wang, I just finished eating too. Sitting idle at home is just sitting idle, so I'll bring the villagers to the machine well and check it out. I estimate we can finish it by this afternoon!"
