Chapter 57 Tractor driver is the most beautiful boy
When Manuel Namongza led thousands of troops to attack Nanhua in a mighty manner.
Zhu Xianhai, who had already "spoiled" the story long ago, has been waiting for them.
Although he knew of their arrival, he didn't know that they were "old acquaintances".
When I was simulating life before, it was Manuel Namunza who attacked the "First Generation Nanhua" when he was on his way back from robbing the Argentinians.
This time it was Manuel Namunza on his way out.
Again treating them as white settlements.
Zhu Xianhai knew nothing about all this and was currently focusing on the training of tractor drivers.
A steam tractor changed everything.
Before that, machines were just fancy tricks. But now, facing such a steam tractor that can reclaim hundreds of acres of land every day, everyone is deeply shocked by it.
What is the power of machines?
This is the power of machines.
However, in just a few days, thousands of acres of land were reclaimed outside Nanhua Bay. Such power is enough to convince anyone.
It has many uses. Not only is it highly efficient in plowing, loosening soil, and rolling roads, in short, its wide range of uses is definitely beyond people's imagination.
Of course, there is only one steam tractor in Nanhua at the moment!
Even the driver is Boss Zhu, the "village chief" of Nanhua. Of course, new drivers are being trained.
"Pay attention to the water level gauge. If the bottom of the water level gauge crosses this warning line, dry burning will cause an explosion. You must observe it at any time..."
In front of the roaring steam tractor, Zhu Xianhai taught Wang Anning and the others how to drive the steam tractor step by step.
Like all "preparatory tractor drivers", Feng Ping is just an ordinary Chinese laborer. In fact, most of them are like this, and they never have rich and legendary experiences.
Before he was sold to foreigners by the Qing soldiers and sent to Brazil, he was just like the others, just an ordinary village boy next to Anqing Mansion.
Just when he was looking forward to getting married and having children one day, the Taiping Army came, and he was captured as a young man and became a member of the Taiping Army. Then, like others, because of the Tianjing Incident, he surrendered with his superiors
Sold to foreigners by the Qing army.
If there is any difference between him and other Chinese workers, it is that he, Feng Ping, has read several personal acquaintances. He is not only literate, but also good at arithmetic, and he can calculate quickly and well.
In fact, if he had not been captured and the Anqing Mansion had not been occupied by the Taiping Army, he felt that he might work as a waiter in a shop in the city, as long as he found a guarantor.
Feng Ping doesn't have any lofty ambitions. He just wants to earn some money, marry a wife, and preferably buy a few acres of land.
In his opinion, that is the life that people should live.
But no one knows where people's destiny will change.
Of course, he still harbors this idea now, but there are some changes.
Feng Ping's dream when he was a child was to work as a clerk in a shop like his brothers and eventually become a cashier.
It's a pity that fate played tricks on people. In the end, he was not hired as a bookkeeper, but he became a thief and was sold to a foreign country. He originally thought he would die in the mine, but one day when he was about to die, he was thrown into a crocodile pond, but instead
He was rescued again by Master Zhu and his men.
At present, he is one of the few Chinese workers who has gone to school and can read and write. Therefore, he was naturally entrusted with important tasks. According to Master Zhu's instructions, every Chinese worker must be literate, so Feng Ping became a teacher.
one.
Chinese workers must be literate. This is a rule set by Mr. Zhu. Literacy does not mean being able to be a scholar, but it means being able to write letters, read books and newspapers, and be able to do simple mathematics.
By the standards of later generations, it is basically equal to literacy. However, literacy classes are held in the evening. During the day, Feng Ping, like others, also has to work, but the work he does is different from others, like this
Yes, he is going to be a tractor driver!
"...We must keep an eye on the water pressure gauge at all times to determine the pressure..."
As a teacher, Zhu Xianhai may not be qualified, but what is certain is that these students are very qualified. Each of them is eager to become a tractor driver and wear tractor mirrors. In order to prevent smoke and dust from blocking his sight, Zhu Xianhai specially asked people to
I made several pairs of goggles, with cowhide-framed goggles and a canvas fisherman's hat. He was simply the most handsome boy in the village.
At least in their opinion, goggles are standard equipment for tractor drivers.
A steam tractor has no clutch or throttle, but even so, its operation is extremely cumbersome. However, with Zhu Xianhai's efforts, they now have a basic understanding of driving skills, and only need to operate the actual vehicle.
"It looks like I still need to buy a few more tractors!"
Looking at the vast land, Zhu Xianhai said to himself.
Although horse plowing is very efficient compared to ox plowing, and when paired with an iron wheel plow, there is no problem in cultivating twenty acres of land a day, its efficiency is far inferior to that of a steam tractor.
After all, a horse can only work a few hours a day, but as long as there is water, coal or firewood, a steam tractor can work almost day and night.
"But this entry-level user can only buy one unit, which is too confusing. How can he upgrade? Or find a way to buy a few more units?"
Just as Zhu Xianhai was muttering in his heart, the movement in the distance made him look up to the northwest.
Others also heard the noise coming from the northwest.
What is that sound?
It's a bit like thunder, but also a bit...
Right here, smoke rose in the distance. It was lit by the observation post.
coming!
Here they come!
Zhu Xianhai raised the corners of his lips and shouted loudly.
“Follow the plan!”
That's the sound of horse hooves!
That’s right, it’s the sound of horse hooves!
The Mapuche are coming!
Two simulations and many battles made him extremely familiar with this sound.
Seeing that no one had reacted, Zhu Xianhai drew out his Remington m1858 and fired a shot into the sky.
"Bah!"
Gunshots!
For the Chinese workers who were busy in the fields, the sound of gunshots made them take action immediately. They picked up their weapons and rushed towards the tractor. But the slaves stood there at a loss.
"Quickly, go notify the Self-Defense Forces to prepare for battle. The enemy is attacking..."
When issuing this order, listening to the thunderous sound of horse hooves in the distance, Zhu Xianhai narrowed his eyes to a thin slit and stared at the Mapuche people in the distance with a sneer on his face.
However, those around him were not so bold. Without exception, cold sweat broke out on their backs.
native?
They are all riding horses, so there are so many of them?
In an instant, cold sweat broke out on Feng Ping's back!