The working efficiency of a tillage seed machine is at least equivalent to that of 300 farm workers.

The efficiency of ten units is more than 3,000 Zhuang workers.

Therefore, in less than two days, the ploughing and sowing work of more than 3,000 acres of paddy fields was completed. Then the ploughing machine fleet rushed to the next manor without stopping to continue their shocking journey.

And I spent less than two days working in the field with the tiller.

Zhang Gufeng's shock gradually turned into numbness, and then accepted the facts in a plain manner, and finally achieved the achievement of "usually strange".

But his hand holding the hoe became significantly loose.

Work is not as hard-working as before.

He even goes to the field to work on time at 8 o'clock every day and gets off on time at 5 o'clock in the afternoon. He will not go to the morning and leave at night. He is as serious and responsible as taking care of his own fields.

in short.

He became like other farm workers and began to relax.

This just proves that his surface calmness cannot cover up his inner uneasiness. The vibration and impact brought to him by the tiller still exists, which obviously affects his daily working state.

Times have changed.

It no longer takes so much manpower to plow the fields and farm.

Even the lifeline of farmers - oxen, does not require many more.

A tiller rumbling in the field can allow hundreds of farm workers to stand by the ridge of the field to watch and chat. The high-speed rotation of the metal rotary device replaces the traditional farmers' faces facing the loess and the backs facing the sky.

So some rumors began to appear:

"We can't be too honest in our work from now on. We finish our work early. The owner of the manor will definitely drive some people out of the manor, so he doesn't have to do anything."

"Drive out of the house? No, we signed long-term employment contracts, so the house shouldn't break the contract, right?"

"That kind of monster machine has done all our work. The village still uses white rice and flour to support us every day. If you don't drive people away, you will raise so many idle people. How can you bear it if you continue for a long time?"

Idle people?

This word is very lethal, which makes many farm workers look at each other and feel bad, because with their simple and traditional concepts, idle people have no value and should be condemned and abandoned. If the manor really breaks them for this reason, they may not even be justified in refuting them.

Not good.

It's really bad if this continues.

"Or why we do our work slowly in the future, do more meticulously, and do our work slowly and do our work every day so that the village can't find any problems."

A certain farm worker turned his eyes and thought of a good idea.

"This method is OK. Don't be too honest in the future, otherwise someone will be expelled, which is the fault of those who are honest."

"Actually, there is no need to worry too much. No matter how powerful the tiller is, it is only ten units. It is impossible to complete all the work. There are a lot of things in the village. In addition to the work in the fields, we also need to build a fort, a building, a dig a biogas pool, a brick kiln factory, a breeding farm, and a canning factory. All of them require a lot of manpower and recruit a lot of workers. If there is not much farm work, we can do it and not have nothing to do."

Zhang Gufeng expressed his opinion. These days he carefully observed the situation in the manor everywhere, and there were busy construction scenes everywhere. At least this year, all the farm workers don’t have to worry about being too idle and having nothing to do.

"It makes sense."

"After finishing the farm work, you can still do it, but there is something to do."

"But I have been farming for a lifetime and have never learned craftsmanship from my master. I can't do craftsmanship. If there are not so many people in the village, what should I do?" A white-haired farmer in his fifties raised his concerns.

This sentence hit Zhang Gufeng's heart. He was only good at farming in his life. He had only such skills and could not work. Instead, he went to the canal to perform labor service and worked as a laborer. He could not stand it after only two days of work. His shoulders were bleeding. If he didn't work, he would have to be whipped by the clerks. It was not something that humans could do. He really didn't want to consider changing careers.

In addition, he felt lucky in his heart.

Because farming does not just turn over the soil and sow seeds, everything will be fine, and subsequent management also requires a lot of energy to be invested.

For example, pulling weeds.

Carry water to resist drought, build canals and pile up ridges.

Manure, etc. are applied during the grouting period.

Only by not having time to have time every day can we achieve the expected harvest.

As an old farmer, he still has a lot of room for his performance. As long as he actively performs in the future and strives to gain attention from the manager, it is best to have a small manager - Zhang Gufeng has no idea of ​​managing people, and he just feels that the probability of being a small manager will be much lower if he becomes a small manager.

However, he had just set this goal and was about to show off his performance.

Buzz buzz ~

There are several huge noise sources entering the boundary of Manor No. 3.

Ten units were moving forward on steel tracks, holding a huge iron bucket of mechanical monsters, and also spitting black smoke and rumbled into the manor.

Then, based on a half-acre laundry pond, he kept waving the iron bucket and shoveling soil and digging dredging. He first dug the pond deep down and then expanded the pond area outward. After only two or three days of busy work, the area of ​​the washing pond was expanded into a storage pond that was several meters deep in ten acres.

Carrying tens of thousands of earthworks.

He also dug a water diversion channel that is thousands of meters long to Dagou River.

Then put a red square device on the bank of the river and connect two thick hoses. One of the pipes was thrown into the center of the large river ditch. The other pipe first poured a lot of water into it, and it was enough to fill it up. Then, I took an iron stick, inserted it into the small hole of the red device, and then rotated it for several times.

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong~

Another black smoke rose.

The noise of dada dada dada~ has stabilized.

The thick hose placed at this end of the water drainage channel begins to spray out white water columns.

With a considerable flow, the river water in the Dagou River is continuously injected into the water diversion canal, and then flows into the newly dug storage pond through the thousands-meter-long water diversion canal.

In just one night, more than 20,000 cubic meters of water were injected into the storage pond, and it is expected to be filled soon.

Among the thousands of farmers who witnessed this scene with their own eyes.

A hundred and ten Zhuang workers almost collapsed on the spot, knelt on their knees and cried loudly, all of which were extremely stimulating:

"Oh my God, in order to grab the water from this Dagou River, how many people have died in my Songjia Village over the years? Nian Jinghao only died two or three, Nian Jingchao died seven or eight, and at most more than twenty died in a year. Almost every family is mourning! They are so angry that they have never been married for hundreds of years, but why are we killing like this? If our village could have such a water pump and have to grab water from other villages, would so many people die?"

"My father, my two sons, seven or eight relatives, all died for water fighting. I always felt that their death was worth it. They died for the village and for the future of their tribesmen. They died as much as they could! But if there was a water pump in our village back then, how could they have to fight for water? They would pump as much as they wanted. Because there was no such thing, too many people died in the village."

"Husband, my husband who died in vain, why did you go to grab water back then? Why did you rush forward with a strong rush? Leaving our orphans and widows, how hard we have been in these years. You are a solid man. If you can be smarter, our family will have a great life."

"My poor son, someone else's village is fighting and robbing water. Why do you run over to join in the fun? You don't know how to run away when you are chased. You are knocked to death by a hoe. You are only twelve years old."

"If it were a magical object like a water pump, which was used by us earlier, our Zhangjia Village would definitely be the Da Zhangjia Town of thousands of households."

"Yes, if such a magic weapon was released sooner, I wonder how many innocent souls in this world would be missing?"

"I, Wei, would like to take out a thousand acres of fertile land, spend all my family property, and exchange it for a water pump. I wonder if Xujiazhuang can give it up?" said a landlord surnamed Wei who came to join in the fun.

Among the crowd.

Zhang Gufeng was also very moved.

With the magical water pump, if it can be used by all farmers, there should be no more disputes about robbing water in this world. I don’t know how much hatred and killing can be reduced. The great merits it brings are not as good as those of the Bodhisattvas in the hundred temples.

There is also the magical object called "excavator", which should not be underestimated. They can dig out the storage pond that originally required a thousand people to dig for at least a year in just a few days, and then match it with a water pump. No matter how severe the drought is in the future, you don't have to worry about water shortage. The manor will have a bumper harvest every year, which will definitely happen. You don't have to look at the weather and eat, or kneel down and beg the Dragon King for rain.

The water pump is the Dragon King!

The excavator is Hercules.

With so many gods helping each other, how could the future development of the manor be bad?

But what about Zhang Gufeng’s value?

He doesn't need to turn the ground and sow seeds, he doesn't need to dig ponds and repair canals, and he doesn't need to carry water. The vitality of lazy rice is stronger than that of weeds, resulting in a sparse number of weeds and no need to take too much care.

The many aspects of farming are quite limited in his ability to play. Most of the time, he can only be forced to become an "idle".

His value is constantly depreciating and diluting.

what to do?

What is his future prospect?

In the afternoon, I returned home in a depressed mood.

His wife Shen said to him excitedly: "Lao Guzi, there will be more than 10,000 guinea fowl seedlings, 5,000 duck seedlings, and 1,000 goose seedlings in the past few days. They will be sent here from the general manager. Today, the manager asked if anyone could raise chickens and ducks. I raised my hand to sign up. Unexpectedly, I passed. After the chickens, ducks and goose seedlings arrived, I will be transferred from a handyman to a breeder. The basic monthly salary is 360 yuan, which is equivalent to 3 silver dollars (1 tael = 12 yuan). If you do well, you will also get a raise... Lao Guzi, my job here is stable!"

"Baiter?"

Zhang Gufeng suddenly remembered that when he had more than fifty chickens and ducks in his family, his wife was mainly managed by him, and he was experienced and would definitely be competent for this job.

The wife's transformation from a handyman to a breeder means that the work content has been fixed and she has something to do every day, so she cannot become an idle person.

"Good thing, this is a great thing."

Zhang Gufeng nodded repeatedly. His wife's side has stabilized, which is equivalent to having a long-term guarantee, which is indeed a very good thing.

But I felt a little uncomfortable. My wife was protected. What about him, what should he do? Where is the right way for him?

"Lao Guzi, I also found out that there are hundreds of machines in the Zongzhuang, including tillers, excavators, and water pumps. However, the staff of using these machines is insufficient, so a group of people need to be recruited to train. If you learn to use these machines, you can register for whatever you want to learn."

His wife Shen revealed a big news to him.

Buzz ~

Zhang Gufeng's eyes suddenly lit up, and his brilliance shone like two glowing light bulbs.

He was moved.

He saw the direction of the future!

Although he is a bit old, no matter how much effort and price he puts in, he must learn and be a controller of those mechanical magical objects!
Chapter completed!