Song Tan's Notes

Nowadays, the weather forecast updated in real time on mobile phones is far more accurate than the one at the back of the news broadcast when Song Tan was a child.

We said it would be sunny the next day, and it really was.

There was still a little dew on the ground early in the morning, and the still unattractive gray-haired squirrels were holding a meeting on the wall in a familiar manner.

The sun had just risen, and the hazy golden light gently sprinkled on the ground, bringing a slight warmth and moisture from the evaporating dew.

Qiao Qiao and Yang Zhengxin were ready to start working, but Song Sancheng stopped them: "What's the hurry?"

No matter how good the machine is, it is not suitable for harvesting wheat covered with dew, and the wet straw can easily get entangled with the blade.

However, Yang Zhengxin said confidently: "Don't worry, uncle! Our machines have a good reputation and are sold at a high price! But those who do rental business still choose us, and that's all based on our strength!"

Hehe! Their harvesters are not afraid of being entangled!

Even though the wet straw is soft and difficult to harvest, it does not affect their machine.

Farmers may want to save money, but the biggest fear of rental businesses is that their machines often break down. Their machines are stable and have a very low maintenance rate!

Lu Chuan was also very interested: "Really?"

As he spoke, he looked at the fried bean curd cake in his bowl again, not knowing whether to eat it or get ready to work.

They didn't get up early, just like usual.

Firstly, machine harvesting is efficient.

Secondly, although the temperature is high now, it is not as high as summer. It is best to dry the wheat after 9 or 10 o'clock, so there is no need to get up early.

Yang Zhengxin is quite familiar with his family's business: "My father took me to the experiment. In fact, wet wheat harvesting is quite good. First, there is no dust during the harvesting and scattering of the stalks. In addition, the wheat grains are tough because they contain water, so they are not easy to break when threshed."

Just don't cover it after harvesting it.

The Song family has tidied up the yard outside today, waiting for the wheat to come back and dry it in the sun!

Can't cover it at all.

Song Sancheng's eyes lit up: "There are not many farmers here. How come I didn't know about such a good machine earlier? No one in our town who rents farm machinery is using it."

He called Song Youde and said, "Dad, come and have dinner quickly. After dinner, we will go to harvest wheat."

……

Fans who were following the live broadcast found that a notification popped up on their phones just after they woke up in the morning.

Subconsciously, I followed him into the live broadcast room, and before I clicked, I saw a huge title -

[Get up early in the morning to harvest wheat]

Ouch!

A kind person placed his phone on the sink and clicked while brushing his teeth:

Wow! It’s really harvesting wheat! From this angle, could it be me harvesting wheat?

As a skilled harvester operator, Yang Zhengxin was naturally the first to harvest the wheat.

At this moment, he carefully drove the machine to the field, then placed the mobile phone in front of it. As the angle of the harvester was determined, he pressed the start button, and the huge cutting table and pickup wheel that appeared very close in the camera began to move.

The fans in the live broadcast room instantly woke up from their sleepiness.

[No, this is too crazy...]

[To be honest, it's pretty good. After all, the wheat field is not an asphalt road. It's just a little bumpy, it seems that the shock absorption is quite good]

[Indeed, the noise level is not bad]

[I didn’t eat. I’m going to get carsick. I’m going to get carsick.]

[Harvesting wheat? Not harvesting wheat by hand? I won’t buy it if it’s not harvested by traditional methods]

[Fans are ecstatic! If you don’t want to buy it, don’t say anything]

[For sale? For sale? This large field of wheat]

[Sell, sell! So many fans] [Link, link]

Everyone was bustling about, willing to spend their precious time in the early morning to post comments in the live broadcast room. Some had already squeezed into the subway, or had achieved perfect attendance.

Yang Zhengxin understood everyone's feelings very well. At this moment, he lowered his head and said to the microphone on his collar: "Wheat, sell it!"

Fans are ecstatic!

[Are you really selling it? Are you selling it now? ]

[When will the link be available? The subway connection speed is not fast enough so I got off early.]

[Wait wait wait! Wait until I punch in and enter the company]

The harvester drove past a ridge, revealing neatly arranged wheat stubble on the ground behind it. Sitting on one side, holding the steering wheel, the sound of the threshing drum was heard beside me.

After turning the corner, Yang Zhengxin took the opportunity to change the grain bag to take a look at the barrage, and couldn't help laughing again:

"Not today, let's wait a few days. When the wheat is dried, it's time to make barley tea and grind it into flour. By then, there will be 2000 copies to be sent out, and everyone will have to compete on their hand speed."

Without waiting for anyone to protest, he took down his phone, held it high, and looked around the wheat field:

"Look! It's not that we don't want to sell more, it's just that we only have so much land to plant wheat this year, and we have a big appetite, so whether there will be enough wheat left is another matter."

"I tried my best. I really tried my best."

"But I can guarantee that the rice will be sold this year, and we can sell more than this."

"It's just that the price is not cheap! Everyone be prepared."

This treasure bowl has a huge bowl-like bottom. Except for a pond in the center and two dollars' worth of rush grass around it, the rest is almost entirely rice fields, which are much larger than wheat fields.

Excluding grains, this year's production is enough to support online sales. Now we just have to wait for the harvest season and good weather.

These few words were spoken sincerely, and the situation was indeed like that. After all, in this season, only the wheat is golden, and the rice fields next to it are still green.

Everyone was satisfied with the empty pie, and now looking at the 2000 orders of flour and barley tea (not yet on the shelves), they actually felt that Qiao Qiao was quite sincere.

Now I am ready to work hard and earn good money!

Yang Zhengxin's half-hour harvesting process flashed by, and it should have been Qiao Qiao's, but Song Youde, who had never used a machine in his life, made a strong appearance at this moment:

"I'll do it! I'll do it! My life has passed by so long, and I have never used this rare thing."

After saying this, who would dare to grab it?

Only Song Sancheng kept nagging: "Dad, drive slower. I'll call you down when the time comes. Otherwise, this piece of land won't be enough for us to harvest."

Song Tan looked around and finally looked at Qiao Qiao who hadn't gotten on the car yet. He simply waved and said, "Come on, help me pull back the wheat I harvested earlier."

……

At the same time, Yunfeng, an editor far away in the imperial capital, received three invitations.

[Nectar and Elegant Mirror - Collection of Fine Drinks, sincerely invites you to come...]

The signature is Changleju, an expensive Chinese restaurant that is very popular online nowadays.

He had heard Lu Chuan talk about this before, and now there were two more, so he simply asked: "Who do you want me to take?"

Lu Chuan thought for a moment and said, "He should be someone with good financial conditions."

Yunfeng was happy: "This is good. How is it good? Is there a threshold for the liquor tasting?"

"Not really." Lu Chuan said slowly, "I'm just worried that if I don't have enough money, I'll regret it three years later if I don't take the opportunity after entering."

Yunfeng: ...(End of this chapter)