The golden mist from the new celestial waterfall drifted across the 10,000-acre basin like a warm summer rain.
Master Lu Jian adjusted his yellow construction helmet, his measuring abacus clicking rapidly in his calloused hands. Beside him, twenty apprentice architects from the Taichu Infrastructure Division were unrolling large parchment blueprints across the hood of the lead Golden Rolls-Royce.
“Chairman Lin,” Master Lu Jian said, pointing across the verdant valley. “The lake and the waterfall have solved our water supply. But if we want this ranch to operate as a world-class agricultural enterprise, we cannot just throw seeds on the ground like a backward feudal hamlet.”
“Enlighten me on the capital requirements,” Lin Mo said, taking a sip of warm tea from his thermos.
“First, the weather,” Master Lu Jian said, tapping a brass stylus against his schematics. “Wild mountain valleys suffer from unpredictable droughts and frost. I have drafted plans for seventy-two white-jade array towers equipped with automated spirit-rain formations. They can mist the fields with mineral-rich dew at calibrated temperatures twice a day.”
Master Lu Jian flipped the page, pointing at detailed drawings of sweeping circular pavilions.
“Second, the animal housing,” Lu Jian continued. “Two hundred wild beasts cannot sleep on cold stone. I have designed heated jade stables lined with warm sun-jade tiles, individual spring-water drinking fountains, and automated rotary massage brushes. If a tired leopard wants a back rub after running in the meadow, the brush will activate automatically.”
