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Chapter 314 Wheat Harvest Season

The shuttle boat dispatched by the Miaowan Battalion is a medium-sized ship with a length of 25 meters and a width of 6.3 meters. It is equipped with two French cannons at the bow and one at the stern. The rated number is 20 sailors and 60 soldiers.

The maximum speed of this kind of boat is only seven knots, and the average speed is generally five knots.

"Captain, their ship is coming. What should we do?" In the captain's cabin of Beihai No. 1, the second mate Guo Po came in and asked the captain quickly.

Guo Podai is just nineteen years old this year and is still a student at the navigation school. He is the hardest-working among the Dan family fishermen who went north. He studied a lot before coming to Beihai Town, so he was promoted the fastest; this

In just over a year, they have already reached the position of second mate. Zheng Yi and Zheng Qi are still third mates now, while Shrimp Ball Boy went to technical school.

The captain of Beihai No. 1 used to be the boatswain on the Thor. He was one of the old men who had been to Bear Island. He was honest and loyal to Zhao Xin. Needless to say, he was assigned to the Beihai No. 1 since the beginning of its transformation.

Once on the ship, I followed a group of Macao and Portuguese craftsmen to learn how to operate a sailboat for nearly a year.

At the mobilization meeting before the departure of the fleet, plans were made to deal with various emergencies. After listening to the report from Mrs. Guo, the captain of Beihai No. 1 picked up the telescope on the table and quickly walked onto the deck.

, observed for a while and then ordered: "Follow plan No. 3."

Plan No. 3? Grandma Guo thought about it and immediately ordered a few sailors on the ship to prepare things. So seven or eight sailors quickly equipped themselves with pepper spray, stun guns...

When the Qing army's shuttle boat slowly approached Beihai No. 1, the sailors on the ship first threw hook lines to the side of Beihai No. 1. After the two ships were connected and stopped, Mr. Qian from Miaowan Shuiying let him go.

The men shouted.

"Where did you come from? Why are you anchored in my clear waters?!"

After a while, the Qing army on the boat saw a black-haired, blue-eyed, big-nosed ghost emerging from the side of the boat. He said in a mandarin that was not fluent: "The nest is from Europe. I want to fight with the turtle."

Use the pot as a medical doctor."

"Damn it, this Tibetan ghost official's words are really good!" Mr. Qian laughed and cursed, which caused a burst of laughter from all the Qing troops on the boat.

After Mr. Qian finished laughing, he said to the Qing soldier who was shouting: "Tell him that if he wants to go to Guangzhou for business, he is not allowed to stay here! In addition, we have to board the ship for inspection."

After the Qing army finished shouting, the big-nosed foreigner looked embarrassed and said, "It's inconvenient to have a kunoichi wearing a kunoichi!"

What? A woman? The Qing troops on the boat were immediately excited. They have grown so big, and they have never seen what a Tibetan ghost woman looks like!

Mr. Qian, who was posing, came out of the cabin and said loudly: "Hurry up and put down the rope ladder, I want to board the ship for inspection!"

On the Beihai No. 1, all the crew members with Oriental faces were hiding in the cabin and laughing. A few Australian and Portuguese craftsmen pretending to be sailors were standing on the deck pretending to be panicked and shouting. One guy even pinched his throat.

Then the woman screamed twice.

In order to prevent the Qing army from escaping, several Macao and Portuguese craftsmen first threw a few hooks down and asked the sailors on the boat to fasten them, and then slowly lowered the rope ladder. Mr. Qian on the boat gave an order, and several

The men couldn't wait and began to climb up.

As soon as several Qing soldiers boarded the ship, they drew their knives with domineering expressions and carved out an open space on the deck to make room for Mr. Qian. Then they said to several Macao and Portuguese sailors with frightened faces: "Where is the bow of your ship?

Call him out and get everyone on deck!"

"Captain Womendi is in the captain's poem where the princes are fighting, so follow Wolai lightly." It was the same black-haired and blue-eyed sailor who had negotiated with the Qing army before. He bowed respectfully to several Qing soldiers, and then waved his hand, ready to lead the way.

"Jia Er, you and Chen Qi are guarding outside. Let's go in and have a look." Seeing that the other party was very polite, one of the Qing soldiers led by the Qing army did not suspect a fraud and left two people waiting outside. The other two

Then he followed the sailor into the captain's cabin.

After a while, the two people who were guarding outside heard someone calling from inside the door: "Jia Er, Chen Qi, you two come here."

As soon as the two Qing soldiers entered the house, they saw that the two people who had entered before were being held with knives on their necks, unable to move. The two were shocked and were about to scream subconsciously when they suddenly felt a pain coming from their backs.

, swept through the whole body in an instant; the two of them were in so much pain that they could not even speak. They fell to the ground, curled up and began to twitch, falling into coma. At this time, several sailors hiding behind the door came out and pulled the two people away.

They were tied up and their mouths were covered with tape twice.

The two Qing soldiers who were restrained with knives were sweating profusely and staring at the black sticks on the waists of the two sailors, terrified. At this time, Guo Po led one of the Qing soldiers and said: "Go out and arrest you now."

Call everyone up, if you dare to shout randomly, I will chop you up alive and feed you to the fishes!"

The Qing soldier's face turned pale, and he knew that he had fallen into someone else's trap. He just didn't know where these pirates came from, and they were so vicious. He said hurriedly: "Don't worry, sir, I will do whatever you ask me to do.

You must not shout randomly."

Grandma Guo led the way: "You will tell the people on your ship later that there are many women in the cabin of this ship, and there are also many Tibetan ghosts. Do you remember?!"

"Remember! Remember!"

When Mr. Qian on the boat heard that there were many Tibetan hags, he immediately became excited and climbed onto Beihai No. 1 with a few of his men. So in the captain's cabin, dozens of Qing troops fell into the trap one after another.

In the end, the captain's cabin was filled with tied-up Qing prisoners. They were either convulsed and unconscious with electric batons, foaming at the mouth, or their eyes were so red and swollen that they couldn't open their eyes from the pepper spray.

When there were only twenty sailors and ten Qing troops left on the boat, the remaining people also realized that something was wrong. Why was there no movement after Mr. Qian got on board? Before they could untie the cable, a black gun shot

The mouth emerged from the side of the Beihai No. 1 ship, and everyone raised their hands in surrender.

The guerrillas from the Miaowan camp waited for two days, but no report was received from their men. He was worried that the boat was caught in a storm, so he sent another boat out to sea to search. Unexpectedly, a few days later, the second boat also left.

There was no return. At this time, no one in Miaowan camp dared to go to sea anymore. Everyone knew that something big must have happened in Wutiaosha.

In mid-July, four ships brought 15,000 men, women, and children from Guide and Bozhou back to Beihai Town. After staying for a few days and replenishing supplies, they turned around and headed south again. At this time, the Beihai Town Pier

On top, there were two more red and black shuttle boats.

At the same time, the spring wheat harvest of 1787 arrived as scheduled.

This autumn harvest is different from previous years. The number of agricultural machinery drivers has expanded to more than 500 people, which means that at least 200 large harvesters can work at the same time.

Zhao Xin gritted his teeth and ordered ten sets of "Klass 770TT" combine harvesters and twenty sets of 8800 combine harvesters last year. In May this year, they were shipped to Beihai Town and Fuldan City. After two

After months of trial operation, the agricultural machinery team selected 30 skilled and experienced guys from 500 drivers to operate these equipment.

This thing is extremely expensive, each one is comparable to the price of a supercar. The price of the 770 model is as high as 3 million, and the 8800 model is also 2 million.

It’s a bit expensive to say it is, but the work efficiency is extremely high. The 770TT header has a width of more than 12 meters and can harvest one hundred acres per hour; the 8800 header has a width of 14 meters and can harvest one hundred and twenty acres per hour.

According to the standard of harvesting 100 acres per hour, these 30 sets of combine harvesters can harvest 3,000 acres of wheat in one hour, which is 36,000 acres in 12 hours a day. And Beihai Town's two

There are only 100,000 acres of cultivated land in total, and it can be harvested in about three days.

Matching this are hundreds of newly arrived tractors. Each tractor is equipped with a tractor trailer with a load of three tons, which is used to transport wheat that has been threshed.

In addition, the civil affairs also organized wood factories to build hundreds of horse-drawn harvesters for harvesting scattered plots. This thing looks like a low and weird windmill with four wide harvesting blades.

, pulled by two horses. During operation, one person is responsible for driving the horse forward. When the harvesting tray on the left side of the harvester is filled with wheat, the farmer following him will immediately transport the wheat away and thresh it.

For those residents who were allocated 50 acres of land in remote areas, even if the whole family worked together, they would not be able to harvest 50 acres of wheat in seven days. However, with the emergence of horse-drawn harvesters, they were surprised to find that even if

Even if you plant a hundred acres, you can harvest it within a few days.

For most farmers, the large-scale mechanized combine harvester is a mythical object that cannot be understood at all; but many people understand the horse-drawn harvester. With this thing, even a hundred acres of wheat can be harvested.

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The appearance of combine harvesters and horse-drawn harvesters caused a huge sensation in Beihai Town. Tens of thousands of people ran to the fields to see the sacred objects. When they saw the 14-meter-long header passing by, the fields

Only a short layer of straw was left, and there was an exclamation of surprise.

Amidst the billowing smoke, the huge half-track harvester moved forward, and the grain outlet behind the driver's seat began to spray the threshed wheat into the bucket of the tractor nearby. At the same time, a large amount of straw passed through the stem crusher.

It was chopped into pieces and then sprayed out from the bottom of the car by a powerful stem spreader. People who didn't know it looked at it from a distance and thought that thousands of horses were galloping behind the white and green divine object.

When everyone came to their senses, they were surprised to find that dozens of acres of land had been harvested in the blink of an eye.

A newly arrived refugee exclaimed: "What a good boy! This must be something only a god can use!"

A man in his thirties next to him laughed and said, "What a god! I heard the teacher at school tell me that this is a machine, and it is all man-made!"

Another person next to him said in surprise: "This is still taught in school?"

"Of course I teach. My second primary school will graduate next year. I plan to let him go to a technical school to learn this, yes, tractors!"

An old man who looked like a scholar stroked his beard and said: "This thing is towed from the front to the rear. Why isn't it called a tow truck?"

Everyone thought that Li Xiucai was right! While they were confused, only one person laughed and said: "Li Xiucai, this thing was originally used to drag plows for plowing, so it is called a tractor."

"Look, look! The bucket at the back is full!" Everyone hurriedly looked up and saw that the tractor with the tractor bucket that had been following the harvester began to accelerate and drove towards the east.

Immediately afterwards, another tractor with a hanging bucket quickly followed, and wheat continued to fall into the empty hanging bucket like a waterfall.

"I'm a bitch!"

"We are so lucky to have such a divine thing!"

At this time, everyone only listened to a man murmuring: "I work very hard at home. Every year, I can cut more than an acre of land in one day of wheat harvest. Now, machines will be used from now on, so what do we need to do?"

You must know that in ancient times when there were no harvesters, farmers used sickles to harvest wheat. People with good physical strength could only harvest two acres from morning to night. By the next day, they had to be too tired to stop farming. And in Daiqing,

Even the wheat collectors hired by the landowners can only cut one acre per day.

These farmers from the Central Plains looked at the large harvesters crisscrossing the fields and suddenly didn't know what to do next.

"What are you doing? What can't you do?" The man in his thirties who spoke at the beginning turned to the dazed man and said: "Raise livestock and poultry, grow vegetables, serve as a soldier, enter a workshop, build ships, go to the construction team,...

The women in the family can also go to the workshop to earn money. Brother, Beihai Town is not a court in the south. As long as you work hard, your life will become brighter and brighter!"

A few days later, many farmers were surprised to find that in just a week, the endless acres of wheat had been harvested! Bags of grain filled the huge warehouse.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Zhu Dagui, who was collecting straw in his field, looked at the endless field of wheat stubble under the blue sky and white clouds, and couldn't help but sincerely sigh, Prince Zhao is really a god sent by God.

Last year, the whole family had to work together. Who would have thought that this year, they would just wait in the field, and in one meal, their fifty acres of wheat would be harvested.

At this time, he saw a newly arrived refugee holding a torch and heading towards the wheat stubble field. He thought something was going to happen, so he rushed up and shouted, "Stop! What are you doing?!"

The refugee held up a torch and said blankly: "Burning straw, isn't this what we used to do in our hometown?" He was new here. He had been squatting on the ground for a long time and wanted to help.

"Oh~~ don't move, wait." Zhu Dagui approached the refugee calmly, and suddenly snatched the torch away.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The refugee shouted after Zhu Dagui. When he shouted, several other refugees who were transporting straw also ran over.

Zhu Dagui quickly walked to the end of the field, doused it with water from the bucket, took a long breath, then turned around and lectured: "Come on, Xin Xin? We don't want to burn straw here! All this has to be transported to the end of the field for fertilization."

Use it, or send it to livestock farms and horse farms for livestock to eat!"

"Ah! Is there such a thing?" The refugee scratched his bald head and said, "I think it's okay to burn it. Plant ashes are precious."

"Yes, his elder brother, there are so many straws, why don't I burn some wood?"

Zhu Dagui pointed to the dense bushes and woods not far away and cursed: "Do you fucking know? When the fire breaks out, the whole forest will be affected! Don't the people in the town read the notices?

Why does our leader of the residents' group eat? The civil affairs department has already sent people down to tell us that if this land burns down, there won't be enough soil next year!"

The refugee saw that Zhu Dagui was also bald and dressed in rags, so he argued stubbornly: "I burn other people's things, what does it have to do with you?"

"Fuck you! This is my family's land!" Zhu Dagui suddenly became angry. He came out to do farm work today, and he was wearing such nice clothes for who to see, so he found some old clothes and torn trousers to wear.

At this time, a civil affairs clerk who heard the commotion ran over. After asking about the situation, he was also very angry. Fortunately, Zhu Dagui stopped him. If this happened, the harvesters in the distance would also have to finish it!

The clerk immediately asked someone to call the leaders of the residential groups where the new refugees were staying. When they arrived, he gave them a severe lesson.

This is not the only place that has been set on fire.

That afternoon, in Beihai Town, several new refugees who arrived in the first half of the year also wanted to burn the fertile fields with vegetation, so they lit a fire. Black smoke filled the sky, and the fire that quickly ignited almost spread to the school. Finally, the training headquarters was dispatched urgently.

It took two regiments to fight for two days and one night before the fire was put out.

Early the next morning, the civil affairs department issued an emergency notice, strictly prohibiting setting fire to wasteland and burning straw. Violators would be sent to the police for ten days, their entire family would be sent to hard labor for one year, and the land could not be divided within two years.

At the end of July, the Civil Affairs Bureau issued another notice, recruiting families who were willing to go to Ezo to settle in Ezo. Each household was given 100 acres of land, two horses, horse-drawn land preparation machines, harvesters and other tools.

Free gift.

As soon as the news came out, the refugees who had seen the power of horse-drawn harvesters immediately became enthusiastic, and the queue to register outside the town hall stretched for more than a mile.


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