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Chapter 57 Tractor driver is the most beautiful boy

When Manuel Namongkoza led thousands of troops to attack Nanhua in a mighty manner.

Zhu Xianhai, who had been "spoiler" for a long time, has been waiting for them.

Although I knew about their arrival, I didn’t know that they were their “old acquaintances”.

During the Sims, it was Manuel Namongoza who attacked the "first generation of Nanhua" on his way to rob the Argentinians and return in triumphal return.

This time it became Manuel Namongoza's departure.

They were once again treated as white settlements.

Zhu Xianhai knew nothing about all this, and he is currently focusing on training tractors.

A steam tractor changed everything.

Before this, the machine was just a trick. Now, facing such a steam tractor that could reclaim hundreds of acres of land every day, everyone was deeply shocked by it.

What is the power of a machine?

This is the power of the machine.

However, in just over a dozen days, thousands of acres of land were reclaimed outside Nanhua Bay. Such power is enough to impress anyone.

It has many uses, not only is it extremely efficient in plowing the land, loosening the soil and turning the road, but in short, its use is definitely beyond people's imagination.

Of course, Nanhua currently has only one steam tractor!

Even the driver is Boss Zhu, the "village chief" of Nanhua. Of course, the new driver is under training.

"You should pay attention to the water level meter. If the water level meter is over this cordon, it will explode when it is burned. You should observe it at any time..."

In front of the roaring steam tractor, Zhu Xianhai taught Wang Anning and others step by step how to drive a steam tractor.

Like all "preparing tractor players", Feng Ping is just an ordinary Chinese worker. In fact, most of them are like this, and they have never had any rich and legendary experiences.

Before being sold to foreigners to Brazil by Qing soldiers, he, like others, was just an ordinary young man from the village next to Anqing Mansion.

Just when he was looking forward to marrying his own children one day in the future, the Taiping Army fought and was captured and became a member of the Taiping Army. Then, like others, because of the Tianjing Incident, he surrendered with the superiors and was sold to foreigners by the Qing army.

If you want to say what is different from other Chinese workers, it is that Feng Ping has read a few of them. They are not only able to read, but also know how to arithmetic, and they also calculate quickly and well.

In fact, if the Anqing Mansion was not captured and the Taiping Army was not occupied by the Taiping Army, he felt that he might have worked as a clerk in a shop in the city, just find a guarantor.

Feng Ping did not have any lofty ambitions, just wanted to earn some money and marry a wife, and it would be better to buy a few acres of land.

In his opinion, that is the life that people should live.

However, no one knows where a person's destiny will change.

Of course, he still has this idea in mind now, but there have been some changes.

Feng Ping’s ideal when he was a child was to be a clerk in the store like a clan brother and finally become an accountant.

Unfortunately, luck made people so that in the end he failed to become a account, but he became a thief and was sold to a foreign land. He originally thought he would die in the mine, but when one day he was about to die, he was thrown into the crocodile pond, but he was rescued by Mr. Zhu.

At present, there are dozens of Chinese workers who have been familiar with personalities and can read and write. Therefore, he was naturally entrusted with important tasks. According to Mr. Zhu's instructions, every Chinese worker must read, so Feng Ping became one of the teachers.

Chinese workers need to learn literacy, which is a rule set by Mr. Zhu. This literacy does not mean that you can get a scholar, but that you can write letters, read books and newspapers, and be considered simple mathematics.

To use the standards of later generations, it is basically equivalent to literacy. However, literacy classes are always placed at night and during the day, Feng Ping also has to work like others, but the work he does is different from others, just like he is going to become a tractor player at this time!

"...You must keep a close eye on the water pressure gauge every moment, and you must be destined to be pressure..."

As a teacher, Zhu Xianhai may not be competent, but what is certain is that these students are very competent. Each of them is eager to become a tractor player and wear tractor glasses. In order to prevent smoke and dust from blocking their sight, Zhu Xianhai specially made several goggles, goggles with cowhide frames, and fisherman hats made of canvas. He was simply the most beautiful boy in the village.

At least they think goggles are standard for tractor operators.

The steam tractor has no clutch and no throttle, but even so, its operation is extremely cumbersome. However, with Zhu Xianhai's efforts, they still basically understand driving skills, and they are only missing the actual car operation.

"It seems that I still have to buy a few more tractors!"

Looking at the vast land, Zhu Xianhai said to himself in his heart.

Although the efficiency of horse plowing is very high compared to ox plowing, and with iron plowing wheel plowing, there is no problem in reclaiming twenty acres of land a day, its efficiency is far less than that of a steam tractor.

After all, a horse can only work for a few hours a day, and as long as there is water, coal or firewood, the steam tractor can work almost day and night.

"But this junior user can only buy one, which is too scammed. How can I upgrade? Or find a way to buy a few more?"

Just as Zhu Xianhai was muttering like this in his heart, the movement in the distance made him look up to the northwest.

Others also heard the sound from the northwest.

What's that sound?

It's a bit like thunder, and a bit...

Just here, wolf smoke rose in the distance. It was lit by the observation sentry.

Here comes!

They are here!

Zhu Xianhai raised his lips and shouted loudly.

“Operate as planned!”

That's the sound of horse hooves!

That's right, it's the sound of horse hooves!

Mapuche people are here!

Two simulations and multiple battles made him become so familiar with this sound that he was no longer familiar with.

Seeing that everyone hadn't reacted, Zhu Xianhai pulled out Remington m1858 and shot it at the sky.

"Boom!"

Gunshot!

For Chinese workers who were busy in the fields, the gunshots made them take action immediately, pick up their weapons, and rushed towards the tractor. The slaves stood there in a daze.

"Hurry, go and notify the Self-Defense Forces to prepare for combat, and the enemy attack..."

When giving this order, listening to the sound of horse hooves like thunder in the distance, Zhu Xianhai's eyes narrowed into a thin slit, staring at Mapuche in the distance, with a sneer on his face.

However, the ones around him were not so bold, and cold sweat broke out on their backs without exception.

native?

They all ride horses, so many of them?

In an instant, cold sweat broke out on Feng Ping’s back!
Chapter completed!
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