Once a person has a goal, he will burst out with extraordinary passion. And a collective with a goal will create countless miracles.

    Today''s Mojia village is such a passionate collective. Everyone is busy working like a part.

    Those who can catch fish can''t shout in the river. They spread their nets one by one. Road builders have built all the roads in Mojia village. Each road is rolled and leveled with stones. The specifications are comparable to the level of official roads. They even extend the roads in the village for five miles to connect with official roads.

    This strange situation even alerted people in several nearby villages to come and see the excitement and ask about the situation, but the people in Mojia village were smiling and silent.

    "Joke! This is the root of our Mojia village''s turnaround. How can you know?" Li Yi sent a group of people from the neighboring village and sneered.

    "That''s nice!"

    Li Yi looked at the flourishing situation of the Mohist village. He was not so happy for a long time. Now he was full of confidence in the future of the Mohist village. He was not sure whether he could become the richest village in the Tang Dynasty, but he was sure to surpass the chuangs who had just come.

    Three days later, just after dawn, Merton was called up by purple. This time, Merton didn''t dislike purple disturbing his dream, because today is the day to sell fish in Chang''an.

    "Fifteen water tankers!"

    Merton was surprised to see that there were 15 water tankers neatly placed at the door of the Mo house, far more than the ten water tankers expected before.

    "Master Zhang has worked hard!" Merton said.

    "Thanks to everyone, we worked in shifts for three days and were not idle. Only then could we build five more carriages." Lao Zhang said modestly.

    Dong Dong!

    Merton gently knocked on the wood board above the waterwheel, listened to the sound of the fish splashing on the water in the waterwheel, and couldn''t help smiling with satisfaction. Mojia village is the only village of Mohism, and the crafts handed down by the ancestors have not been discarded at all.

    Merton was very satisfied with the waterwheel, and it was improved. The wheel rotation was used as the power to rotate the oxygen supply to provide oxygen for the fish in the waterwheel, which not only saved manpower but also kept secret, killing two birds with one stone.

    "Young master! All the fish have been loaded into the water truck!" Fubo bowed.

    Merton nodded and turned to look at the eager eyes of the villagers around him. Those eyes were full of hope and fear of disillusionment.

    "Villagers! Please rest assured that our Mojia village will succeed this time!" Merton assured the villagers.

    "Let''s go," Merton waved his hand,

    There are seven young people in front of each water tanker, two pull, one grasp the direction, and four push behind.

    Yes, it''s all human. Mojia village is so poor that it doesn''t even have a cow to farm.

    Mojia village, 50 miles from Chang''an,

    Every ten miles, the whole team stopped and checked.

    Ten miles ahead, the fish is still alive

    Twenty miles, still alive

    Thirty years, there is still nothing

    Every fish in the forty miles spits bubbles leisurely. I can''t see the difference between it and in the river.

    Fifty miles away, the whole Chang''an city was already in sight. Li Yi grabbed a handful of fish food and threw it into it. Hearing the roaring sound of the water tanker, the big stone in his heart finally settled down.

    "It''s done this time!" Li Yi and Fu Bo looked at each other, unable to hide the joy in the corners of their eyes.

    Looking at Merton, who was still alive and well because he had driven 50 miles ahead, he couldn''t help feeling excited. According to this, the rise of Mojia village is just around the corner.

    Chang''an, Chang''an, the Millennium ancient capital,

    Merton was excited. His fatigue of fifty miles had already disappeared. How can he not be very excited to come to this great imperial dynasty and great capital.

    Fifty miles is not that Merton is not tired, but that Merton''s spirit has been very excited and can''t feel tired at all.

    "Chang''an is here!" Li Xin shouted loudly in front of him.

    Everyone could not help but feel refreshed. It was Chang''an City, the center of the whole empire and the hope of their Mojia village.

    Merton suddenly looked up and saw a huge city gate in his sight. Although Merton in later generations had seen the restoration of the city wall, when he saw the city gate with his own eyes, he found that he had a different charm.

    The mottled city walls are full of potholes, which are the traces left by repeated wars. In some inconspicuous places, there is a little mottled moss, which is the footprints quietly left by time. A strong spirit of killing comes to our face, but those flat and smooth imitation city walls in later generations can not be compared.

    The gate was wide, and there was no problem with four carriages in parallel. There were several soldiers at the gate who routinely checked the business trips.

    Li Yi opened the banner of Mo mansion. Now, Merton is the title of xianbo. He can enjoy some privileges and enter Chang''an city without queuing up.

    Chang''an city is a political, economic and cultural center. Business students from all over the country, foreign envoys and Hu merchants from the western regions gather in Chang''an city. The prosperity here is not comparable to the poor mountain valley in Mojia village. The boys in Mojia village keep their eyes on it.

    "Look, it''s a hu man with green eyes and red hair. It''s terrible!" the young man in Mojia village shouted when he saw a hu man.

    "What are you looking at? You look like you haven''t seen the world!" Li Yi shouted.

    "Dad! Haven''t we been here?" Li Xin said wrongfully.

    "Never! If our Mojia village succeeds this time, you can live in Chang''an city!" Li Yi shouted.

    "Really!" the boys were surprised.

    "Of course it''s true!" Murton shouted.

    "Mojia village should become rich in the future. Chang''an city is the key point. In the future, people will be specially arranged to live in Chang''an city. It depends on your performance. Don''t say it''s Hu people at that time, even if you marry a Hu Ji!" Merton encouraged.

    More than 100 young men were excited. The fatigue of driving 50 miles in a row had already disappeared. Instead, it was a strong fighting spirit. It was a dream to stay in Chang''an city!

    As for marrying Hu Ji, don''t think about it. There are village rules in Mojia village. You can''t marry Hu as a wife even if you are single all your life.

    Merton looked at the fighting people in Mojia village and couldn''t help getting excited. These young men are energetic and smart. They are the seeds specially selected by Mojia village. They are the backbone of the future of Mojia village when they come to Chang''an City for the first time.

    Looking at the bustling streets of Chang''an City, the endless crowds and the noisy Hawking of shops on both sides, Merton shouted in his heart.

    "Datang, I''m coming!"