Wasteland Border Inspector-Chapter 375 - 149: Exaggerated Fish Stock, Restoring the Hydropower Station! (With Images)
Returning to the ground, I got into the pickup truck.
Cheng Ye did not rush to head to the riverbank immediately. Instead, he asked Jiang Chuan to circle around the town once more.
From the direction of the muddy country roads to the cross-shaped layout of the entire town, and the usable building remnants, all formed a complete memory model in his mind like a 3D map.
And the answers from the first round of questions, after this model was shaped, gave rise to more ideas, making the answers to the second round of questions almost effortlessly apparent.
Opening the map, he focused on the water series section.
Why was Dapo Town chosen to build the port in those days, instead of the Lijiang Tributary near the industrial zone?
The most crucial reason lay in that the Yellow River and White Water River branches from the Lijiang water series, although meandering, eventually rejoin the main vein of Lijiang.
But the tributary near the industrial zone flows into another large river, the An River.
On the map, the An River’s course is extremely intricate, having to pass through several sections of very steep water areas, naturally unsuitable for cargo shipping.
In contrast, Lijiang connects four provinces, without rapids or dangerous shallows, showing extraordinary potential.
Using Dapo Town as a fulcrum, a water-intake port is set up on the White Water River, allowing smaller vessels to dock and load in Dapo Town, while larger ones operate on the Yellow River.
This way, Dapo Town becomes a typical "dual-shore economic potential terrain."
The left side of the White Water River (original site of Dapo Town) is at a lower elevation, suitable for building residential areas.
The right side of the Yellow River has a higher and flatter elevation, suitable for setting up industrial zones.
With one place spanning two rivers, this kind of terrain, even in modern times, almost inevitably leads to prosperity.
Unfortunately, in the wasteland, the waterways have long been abandoned, submerged with hidden dangers, leading Dapo Town to its current wasteland status.
"Wenlu County is the choke point for land transport, while Dapo Town is the choke point for the water transport system..."
Cheng Ye calculated in his heart.
If both riverbanks can be ensured against breaching, building the residential area in the buffer zone where the rivers split seems an opportune advantage of time and place.
The natural river barrier can both fend off wilderness creatures and provide water resources and potential shipping value.
It’s just a pity that since the flooding, the edges of the buffer have been submerged, leaving only the higher central parts exposed.
Moreover, the bridge from Dapo Town to the buffer zone has long collapsed. If we want to make use of this section later, the bridge must be rebuilt, and dams must be formed to create an excellent terrain barrier for protection.
At the same time, it could manage both riverbanks, making it an ideal solution.
"The prerequisite, however, is solving the troubles underwater first."
Cheng Ye closed the map, looking out towards the river shrouded in mist.
Next is the detailed investigation of the White Water River.
The pickup stopped about two hundred meters away from the dock in the wasteland, the rushing waters clearly audible.
It was flood season, and being at the confluence, Cheng Ye stood at the dock’s edge observing, noting how rapidly the White Water River was flowing, surface roiling with yellow-green waves. Not to mention casting nets for fishing, even a thrown stone would be swept away instantly.
"Let’s go, continue downstream. According to the water series pattern, there’s bound to be another tributary."
Details never mentioned in the data truly require on-site survey to uncover, which is precisely key to formulating development plans.
Seeing Cheng Ye deep in thought, Jiang Chuan tactfully did not interrupt, holding the steering wheel firmly, ready to fulfill his driver duties.
The pickup followed alongside the embankment downhill, approximately two kilometers later, a distinct bifurcation finally appeared.
This was already at a distance from the center of Dapo Town, more akin to deepening into the rural area beside the town, with collapsed farmhouses and abandoned ridges appearing by the roadside.
"This is troublesome." Cheng Ye frowned slightly at the diversion point.
There’s some distance from the town. If Dapo Town is set as the center, yet we want to include the hydroelectric station within, the front must inevitably extend.
But there’s no way around it; after all, a modern-built hydroelectric station wouldn’t be constructed in the town center.
Moreover, this kind of micro hydroelectric station’s initial design purpose was to meet village-level demand, far incomparable to the large hydroelectric station in the industrial zone capable of powering tens of thousands.
Looking around, the White Water River, about ten meters wide, had its main eight-meter course continuing downstream, with a two-meter-wide branch channel diverted inland, where the water flowed slightly slower, surface shimmering with fine bubbles.
Suddenly, Cheng Ye’s gaze fixated on the water surface at the converging point, where several black fish suspended with remarkable calmness.
Well, well.
Not a single small fish among them, all were robust, the smallest weighing at least three or four pounds, their dark backs slicing elegant curves through the yellow-green water.
"This is the specialty of the White Water River, the black-striped fish."
Jiang Chuan walked over, following his gaze, explaining with a smile, "In the early years when Happiness City first took root, these fish were almost fished to extinction; unexpectedly, after so many years, they have proliferated again."
Cheng Ye remained silent, merely watching the activity beneath the water’s surface.
From the rushing currents of the main White Water River, startled little fish and shrimps occasionally were swept into the tributary channel.
At this moment, the group of black-striped fish would swarm as if receiving a command, launching fierce attacks on these delivered prey, water splashing before quickly calming again.
Strangely, when facing similarly sized or slightly smaller schools of fish passing by, they seemed indifferent, only guarding this tributary "throat" like astute hunters.
Wow, do they have intelligence now?
Cheng Ye clicked his tongue secretly.
He had never seen such clever fish in modern times, masterfully understanding the ambush point in the water flow.
Yet in moments, under Jiang Chuan’s introduction, he had identified seven kinds of fish and two types of shrimp.
