slack farmer in the wasteland

Chapter 237 Small Harvest
After eating, Cang Hai took Ping An to work in the field, and Cang Jing and Lin Zhijing naturally went with him. Cang Jing's family didn't grow any land, but it seemed that the two of them planned to show a good performance so that the villagers could accept Lin Zhijing more quickly. .

Shi Wei stayed at home, taking care of Mengmeng, preparing lunch, and taking on the job of cooking mung bean soup for the big guys at work. Anyway, everyone has something to do at this time.

When I arrived at the barn at the entrance of the village, I found that all the old men in the village had arrived, and they were sitting around the machine, smoking and chatting under the shade of the trees.

Not only the elders from the village arrived, but also Cang Shigui, Cang Shiyuan and Li Hui. Everyone squatted together beaming and chatting very enthusiastically. It was clear that even the voices of their voices were festive. It depends on the past few days when you are busy and harvest, and this year is considered to be a good year, so why not be happy when the wheat in every field bends down.

Seeing Cang Hai approaching, everyone changed from squatting to standing.

Li Liren smiled and said to Canghai: "Haiwazi, your breakfast is too boring. The elders have been waiting for you for half an hour, and you don't know that you get up earlier."
Standing up, Cang Shigui saw his daughter Cang Jing and Lin Zhijing coming together, the smile on his face disappeared immediately, accompanied by a cold snort.

But he just snorted, and didn't say anything about the two of them. Obviously, Lin Zhijing was not as eager to kill this little bastard as he was yesterday.

Because Cang Shigui was unhappy, it was even more difficult for others to say anything to Cang Jing and Lin Zhijing, so the villagers smiled at the two of them as a greeting, and because of Cang Shigui's performance, no one is thinking now I made jokes about Cang Jing and Lin Zhijing, two juniors. Fortunately, the scene was only slightly awkward but the general atmosphere was still good.

Cang Hai laughed and said, "Wait for me to do something, everyone should start moving, these machines are not complicated, you can drive them back, why don't you dare to move?"

Li Liren said with a smile: "We people don't know many words together, and our comprehension is not as good as you young people. They are all new machines and we are afraid they will be broken. Don't live before that time." Let’s get the machine down first.”

Cang Hai understood that a group of people were afraid of breaking the machine.This situation is also understandable. These machines are very important in the hearts of the villagers. For the first time in their lives, there are so many machines in the village, which is a great thing for them.

These brand-new machines made them feel a little afraid, for fear that they would break these precious machines with their clumsy hands.

It's like a person who just got his driver's license and bought his first car in his life. It's called cherishing. It needs to be washed at least two or three times a month. If there is a small bump, you have to go to the fourth son's shop to have it painted immediately. You have to wait for the freshness to pass before you can make it exciting.

Cang Hai has never played with these machines, but Cang Hai is bold and has money in his pocket, so he is not afraid of breaking this machine. Taiwan won't even blink, it's enough to have money in your pocket.

After taking the manual, Cang Hai read it on the spot.

Harvesters are not high-end products. They are not the kind that harvest the wheat directly on the ground, and return the ears to the stalks. It takes human hands to bundle the wheat and transport it to the thresher for threshing and bran removal to finally get the millet.

The machine is very simple. Cang Hai went up to play with it after being familiar with it. It took only 5 minutes to figure out the whole process. He drove a machine to the nearest field to try it out, and opened a machine along the edge of the field. Playing back and forth is very decent, leaving two neat two rows of straws where the machine walked.

"You young people are the smartest!" Hu Shijie started with a smile.

Under the guidance of Cang Hai, Village Chief Hu was the first to play with the harvester. The old man was very excited. He didn't even smoke the usual dry cigarettes. Packed cigarettes, after a circle, climbed onto the harvester, playing with cigarettes in his mouth while praising Cang Hai.

Those who didn't know thought that the old man was driving a Lamborghini, and he was picking up girls at the entrance of the bar, and he was so happy.

"I'll try it, I'll try it!" Li Lida couldn't help it a little bit. Seeing that Hu Shijie drove it very quickly, he also wanted to try driving the harvester.

"Isn't there one in the village? You can't do it if you drive over. Why are you robbing me?"

Hu Shijie didn't want to let go, he stretched his head to watch the harvester twist the wheat neatly into the machine, and then miraculously landed on the right side of the harvester when it came out from the right hand side, turned his head and looked behind him, two lines The golden wheat stalks lay neatly into two wheat threads, which is a beauty in my heart.

"Brother, I'm going to drive it. I can still talk about it? Come down quickly and let me have a try. You've already driven it several times." Li Lida was about to climb up the harvester.

Cang Hai now has the urge to cover his face. The two old men together have a majority of more than 100. How do you look at the harvester like two children robbing a toy? He can't help but think in his heart: Is the harvester really so fun?

Cang Hai can't understand the mood of the villagers at the moment. In the past, they would chop wheat in the field with a sickle and bend over. It took a drop of sweat to collect the wheat from the field. Now As long as they sit firmly on the harvester and turn it back and forth like this, in less than 10 minutes, they can do the work that one person used to do for two or three hours. Can they not be excited?

There is no harm if there is no comparison. The efficiency of Chi Guoguo now shows how inefficient their work was in the past.

Cang Hai watched the two old men grab the harvester, and there was another harvester behind him. Cang Hai turned his head and found that the other harvester had also driven to his side.

Cang Hai walked over here and taught him the essentials, and soon Li Liren, Li Licheng and the old uncle Wei Wenkui also learned it, so this harvester began to work in the wheat field of the third uncle's house .

"Haiwazi, go back to the village and teach those women and girls how to use the threshing machine. It's enough to have us now. Ping An, Shiyuan and Shigui, the three of you help to transport the wheat back in a cart. Let the women in the village thresh the wheat brought back, remember to come one by one, and don't get confused when the time comes." Li Liren assigned the task.

Li Liren didn't snatch his elder brother away, and after saying a word, he looked eagerly at Li Licheng who was sitting on the harvester with a flying look.

Cang Hai, who has taken on a new task, can't stay in the field any longer, and seeing that the old men are all in high spirits, he decides that he won't be able to touch the harvester this year, so he walks back to the village.

Back in the village, he took out the instruction manual for the harvester, and after five or six minutes Cang Hai knew how to use it. Press a button, and the three grandmothers already knew to send the wheat on the cart head inward into the machine.

"Look! It's still a good machine. I used to use a pole with a tilted head. I don't know how many times it takes to knock out the wheat. Now you can see that as soon as the pole goes in, the grain comes out. The pole hits cleanly and quickly." Liu Aifen watched the golden husk wheat fall into the bucket from another exit, and soon the bucket was full.

The bucket is full and replaced with a new bucket to catch the grain.Cang Hai dragged the full bucket to the side of the shelling machine, carried the bucket on his shoulders, and poured the unhulled wheat grains in the bucket into the bucket of the thresher. The hulled millet flowed out from the mouth of the machine and fell back into a bucket on the ground.

While the millet is coming out, the wheat husks come out from the other side. These wheat husks are bran, which can be used to feed livestock. Generally, they are used to feed pigs in rural areas. Water and water are the cheapest pig feed, and they can also be fed. Chicken, of course, people also eat it when they are poor.

As the cartloads of wheat were brought in, more and more millet came, but at this time, Cang Hai could no longer intervene. With Auntie, Third Aunt, and three grandmas, it was completely complete. After taking over the work of threshing and bran threshing, Cang Hai was driven to the field by them.

Back in the field again, Cang Hai found that he couldn't get in the way. Hu Shijie and Li Licheng drove the harvester, and even more bundled the wheat. It's just two or three seconds, and the least level of safety has been tied up for almost ten years. The speed is no match for Cang Hai, a school boy.

Seeing how easy the bundles are, he picks up four or five wheat stalks, twists and twists them, and then stretches and pulls them under a handful of wheat stalks. With knees together and hands tight, he wraps around a few times to get a bunch of wheat Then it was tied up, just like playing.

Cang Hai tried to tie two bundles, but it was because the bundles of wheat were unqualified, either the bundles were too small, or the bundles seemed to be finished, and when he stretched out his hand to lift the whole bundle, the wheat scattered all over the ground, and soon He was driven aside by others who thought he was in the way.

He wanted to pick up wheat, but found that there were not many fallen in the ground, and was eager to show that Cang Jing and Lin Zhijing both had time to chat and laugh after picking up the machine, and it would not be a problem for Cang Hai to intervene in it.

So when everyone was busy, Cang Hai realized that he had nothing to do!
Hu Shijie called back and forth again, saw Cang Hai standing on the ground, stopped the machine and asked a question.

"Forget it, didn't you say that you want to build a terraced field for rice planting next year? It just so happens that you don't have anything to do right now, so why not dig your own rice field?" Hu Shijie said.

Cang Hai asked, "Is this appropriate?"

Hu Shijie said: "What's inappropriate, you can't just watch here."

"How about I drive a tractor to plow the field?" Cang Hai said.

Hu Shijie said: "What kind of land is plowing now? After the wheat stalks are available, we have to put the wheat stalks in the field and burn them, and then add some fertilizer to the ground before plowing."

"This is not good, the whole country is not allowed to burn wheat stalks in the fields," Cang Hai said.

Hu Shijie stared at him: "What if we don't burn the straw? We can't let the straw rot in the village. Even if it is used to start a fire, it doesn't take that much. Besides, the straw has been burned for thousands of years and there is no haze. The smog caused us to blame our peasants for burning wheat straw! These experts are just talking nonsense.”

Hu Shijie doesn't quite understand this policy, and it's an exaggeration to say that there is no human habitation for thousands of miles here in Sijiaping. There must be no human habitation for fifty miles, and the further you go in the Huangtugou, the less people there are. Even burning wheat straw is not a big problem. .Guan Jian is that the wheat planted in Sijiaping Village is really too little, and it is not as high as [-]% in an administrative village along the coast.It doesn't matter if it burns or not.

After hearing this, Cang Hai felt that he really had nothing to do, so he turned around and went back to the village, and drove out the excavator. Cang Hai, who was driving the excavator, did not choose to cross the river, but went east along the small village. After turning around a small slope, he arrived at the location of the rice field selected by Cang Hai.

The slope here is gentle, the slope is not big and it faces the sun. Anyway, apart from growing wheat in Sijiaping Village, there is no such thing as two seasons a year. They all have one season a year. Of course, rice is even worse, so you just need to choose a rice field. The sunny land is almost the same.

When he arrived at the place, Cang Hai started the excavator and began to dig his own rice field on the sloping land about two meters away from the valley. The excavator was all loess and it was not difficult to dig. At the beginning, Cang Hai was a little sluggish in operating it. , After waiting for an hour to work, I gradually became familiar with it and dug faster.

Of course, the efficiency of Cang Hai is naturally not as good as those of Lan Xiang's students who came out to dig machines. Fortunately, Cang Hai doesn't have so many requirements. They only need to dig a rice field on the slope that is about as wide as the excavator. It's ok, when the time comes to harvest the rice, the harvester only needs to go back and forth to finish harvesting the rice field.

(End of this chapter)