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Chapter 141 What machine can defeat fifty people?

As the sun sets in the west, Old Man Liu squats on the edge of the field, smoking his pipe one puff after another. He looks at the golden ground in front of him, his brows furrowed so tightly that they could kill a fly.

The wheat harvest is about to begin, but the labor force for harvesting has not yet been found. It is not realistic to rely on family members alone to harvest dozens of acres of grain.

He is a rural man who has been farming for decades. He plants dozens of acres of land every year, and every household makes a living by farming.

Now as young people go out to develop, the village has suffered a serious loss of labor, and harvesting the crops has become a problem.

As this group of people grows older, they are no longer able to work as they wish, but they cannot rest if they are asked to, and they always feel uneasy as they are living off their savings.

In the past, during the harvest season, several families would work together to harvest or use machines to harvest. But this year, the children could not take leave, and even if they did, it was only for one or two days, and the harvesting machine broke down a few days ago.

The terrain of the village is not good, and large machinery that can be borrowed from other places cannot be driven in.

Except for tractors, other machines would basically get stuck halfway, and even small cars would sometimes fall into the ditch.

With no labor and no machines, Old Man Liu squatted in the field all day with a worried look on his face as he watched the crops mature day by day.

If I had known this would be the case this year, I should have planted less in the first half of the year.

Now, besides Old Man Liu and his wife, there is only one 18-year-old grandson in his family. The three of them can't play any big role at all.

The time for harvesting grain is limited, and the weather forecast says there will be rain. If the harvest is not completed in time, the grain will rot in the fields and become moldy.

Old Man Liu was torn between a guilty conscience and a guilty conscience. He thought about just spending money to find people from other villages to help him, so that at least he could harvest the wheat first.

The worst that can happen is that we have to spend a little more money. It's better than having no harvest this year and letting a lot of grain rot in the fields.

If the situation continues next year, he will definitely plant half as much to avoid a shortage of labor.

Old man Liu exhaled a puff of smoke, thinking back to when he was the top worker in the village. He could mow half an acre of land in one breath without rest. Now he is considered lucky if he can mow an acre of land a day.

After squatting for a long time, smoke began to float out of the chimney. Old Man Liu then tucked his pipe into his belt, put his hands behind his back, and went home to eat.

As soon as he stepped onto the edge of the field, he bumped into a person running towards him, "Dongwa, what are you doing in such a hurry?" He was knocked back a step, but fortunately he grabbed the tree trunk next to him in time to stabilize his body.

At first glance, he saw that the person who bumped into him was his good-for-nothing grandson. Old Man Liu was so angry that his face turned stern and he started scolding.

My grandson stopped going to school a long time ago. A few months ago, he ran back to the countryside and said he wanted to start his own media. He and his wife watched him working on the computer in his room every day, and their mouths were dry with tears.

A boy who doesn't study and doesn't go out to find a proper job, just stays at home doing live broadcasts every day. He has absolutely no ambition at all. Which good girl would marry him?

Originally, Old Man Liu was very bothered by his grandson staying at home every day. Now, seeing that his grandson was still holding his cell phone even after falling down, he became even more angry.

Liu Dong fell on his butt. When he heard the noise, he patted his butt and got up, happily pulling Old Man Liu and shouting loudly.

"Grandpa, there is a way, there is a way."

"What did you say? What solution? Is there any solution?" Old Man Liu asked in confusion. "Wheat, machine, harvesting." Liu Dong was so excited that he spoke incoherently, and a few words popped out of his mouth intermittently. "It's hard to explain it in one or two sentences. Come back with me first. There are things to help us harvest the wheat."

Old Man Liu suddenly perked up. "What? Who is helping us harvest the wheat? Are your parents back?"

"Oh, it's not my parents. Grandpa, please come with me quickly. We will know when we get home." Liu Dong pulled the old man Liu and ran very fast, his feet were flying, dragging him home quickly.

"Slow down, your shoe fell off."

The two men ran back to a two-story courtyard with the door wide open. At this time, Old Man Liu's wife was sitting in the courtyard. When she saw the two men coming back, she waved to them to come in.

As soon as the two entered the house, Liu Dong closed the yard, walked to a covered object, tore off the plastic sheet on it, and showed the mysterious object to Old Man Liu.

"Look, Grandpa, this is our helper. With it, you don't have to worry about not finding someone to harvest the wheat. No, we don't have to worry about not having anyone to harvest the wheat in our village."

Old man Liu looked at the machine, which was not even as tall as his legs, in astonishment and suspected that he was hard of hearing.

What? This machine that is not as tall as him is a helper? Is this bastard trying to trick him?

"Dongwa, is this the helper you're talking about? Do you think it's fun to lie to your grandfather? What kind of wheat can such a small machine harvest? It can probably only harvest half an acre of land at best."

"How much did you spend on it? Did you buy it online? Why didn't you tell me where you got the money from?"

After asking four questions in a row, Liu Dong touched his nose awkwardly and moved away from the furious Old Man Liu.

"Grandpa, don't ask how much it is. It's very cheap anyway. I saved the money myself and didn't ask my parents for it."

"This machine is called a fully automatic harvester. I bought it online. But don't underestimate its small size. It's quite effective. Didn't I tell you before that there's a very popular anchor selling fruits online? She can make millions a day."

"This harvester is something new in her live broadcast room. Anyway, with it, we don't have to worry about no one harvesting the wheat, and one machine can do the work of at least 50 people. If you don't believe me, let's go to the field and try it out. I'll show you what a fully automatic harvester is."

Liu Dong lied a little about the source of the harvester. He knew that his grandparents were stingy with money, otherwise they wouldn't have been worrying all day about whether to hire someone or abandon the unharvested wheat.

The old couple's life savings are less than 100,000 yuan. If they knew that this harvester cost 100,000 yuan, they would probably be so angry that their old illness would come back, and they would even clamor for him to return the harvester.

"Dongwa, I am old, but I am not blind. I don't believe this machine is so magical."

The fruit shop has switched to selling machines, automatic harvesters at that. Old man Liu finds it hard to believe the truth of this story.

A few years ago, machines came to the village to help harvest wheat. One of the wheels was almost as big as this machine, and it could do the work of fifty people. These people on the Internet are bragging without any hesitation.

No, he had to ask Dongwa to return the machine. He was so young and didn't know how to save money. He wanted any strange machine he saw.

"Oh! Grandpa, just believe me. When have I ever lied to you? Come on, there is a piece of land in front of the door. Let's take it for a test first. You will know the result when you see it." Liu Dong patted his hand and promised firmly.

(End of this chapter)