At this, he gulped, as if swallowing a mouthful of saliva.
"Can you imagine? Not a hundred paces from the flatland lies the reservoir’s drainage channel. Once the sluice gate opens, the water rushes out and can flood the entire plot in no time."
"If we set up the kiln there, we could scoop the water for mixing the mud directly with wooden buckets. We wouldn't even need shoulder poles."
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