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Chapter 142: Better Than a Donkey
Liu Dong opened the harvester according to the instruction manual, and then gently pushed it to the field.

It was now time for dinner, and many people in the village were eating outside. When they saw Liu Dong pushing a small cart to the field, they slowly gathered around and curiously joined in the fun.

"Uncle Liu, what are you doing? Is this a new machine?"

"Is this a toy car? Is Dongwa doing that live broadcast again? I'm telling you, uncle, it's not okay for Dongwa to do live broadcasts every day. I heard that many people have been defrauded of their money online."

Old man Liu smiled at his neighbors and said, "I don't know what Xiaodong is tinkering with at home every day. He said it was an automatic harvester he bought online, and he said that with a harvester, he wouldn't have to harvest wheat himself in the future."

Such an outrageous statement made the crowd stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! What kind of harvester is so small?"

"Uncle, how can such a small machine harvest wheat? The machine that came to our village to harvest wheat before was much bigger, at least three or four times bigger than this one. How much did he pay for it? Could he have been scammed?"

"That's right. There are so many scams going on online right now. Maybe the other party took advantage of Xiaodong's young age and tricked him into buying the machine. Uncle, you have to talk to Xiaodong's parents and see if you can return the product."

The neighbors talked one after another, and soon Old Man Liu became uneasy. He already had a problem with the machine, and now he heard that his grandson might have been cheated, so he took out his cell phone and called his son.

They are all honest farmers and don't have much money. It would be a disaster if Xiaodong was cheated online.

Before the cell phone number was dialed, Liu Dong's voice sounded behind him, "Uncles, aunts, I was not cheated. I received your kindness. If you don't believe me, you can see for yourself." He climbed out of the ground, clapped his hands, and pointed at the wheat in the field.

"Om~"

The automatic harvester started, and the two rows of gears at the bottom fell out. It scanned the surrounding wheat, and the wheels slid, taking away large tracts of wheat.

Everyone looked over and was shocked by what they saw.

In the few seconds that he was speaking, the automatic harvester had already run from one end to the other. The pockets on its back were getting bigger and bigger, and there were more and more wheat stalks in the field.

Every time the harvester passes through a place, a large area of ​​wheat straw with the grains threshed and neatly stacked will appear on the ground.

The automatic harvester was still speeding up, and the few people watched until their bowl of rice went cold before they could come to their senses.

It’s not even dark yet, why am I already dreaming?

A few more minutes passed, and the wheat in the field was almost harvested by the harvester. It finally stopped when the pocket behind it was full.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Just when they thought that this machine was still a bit useless, they suddenly discovered that the small box on the top of it suddenly shot out several rays, and then a common fertilizer bag appeared in the air.

The first bag was dragged back by the harvester and placed at the edge of the field, and then a new bag was dragged to harvest another acre of field.

In less than half an hour, the four acres of land in front of Old Man Liu's door were harvested cleanly, and even the single seedling that stubbornly resisted was not left behind.

A group of people were shocked. This was not a harvester at all, it was clearly a living ancestor.

Dongwa, where did you buy it? Why don't you grab one for them too?

Old Man Liu has been in a bad mood since he saw the harvester started. He recalled what his grandson had just said. This machine is more than equivalent to 50 people, but almost 500.

It took only half an hour to harvest four acres of land without stopping. He was more capable than a donkey.

The harvester stopped and Liu Dong ran over to pull it back. When passing the edge of the field where wheat was grown, the harvester automatically extended a hook and dragged the bag back to the front of the yard.

After unloading the cargo, the harvester automatically ran to a sunny place and stayed there. A button on the top of the machine flashed green, indicating that it was charging.

"What do you think, grandpa? I've always said that machines work better than people. Now you believe it, right? It only took half an hour to harvest four acres of land. In the future, you don't have to worry about no one to harvest our wheat. It can do everything for you." Liu Dong said complacently.

Old man Liu nodded happily, he believed it now.

He opened his pocket with shining eyes, holding the plump wheat grains in his hands, and his beard trembled. "Dongwa, you are awesome. Grandpa will never say you don't go to work again. Now that we have a harvester, we can plant a few more acres of wheat next year."

Uh! You don't have to be so positive.

Liu Dong's eyelids twitched. Even if you plant a few more acres, you still need people to plant them. A harvester can only harvest but cannot help with farming.

He looked at the harvester charging in the sun and felt inexplicably heartbroken. He didn't know whether he was feeling sad for it or for himself.

The villagers who watched the scene were excited and started to plan to borrow the harvester.

"Dongwa, lend me the machine! My family only has three acres of land, so it won't take too long."

"Dong, please lend me your machine this afternoon so I don't have to call for help."

"Hey Dongwa, where did you buy this machine? Get me one too. I'm not short of money, just tell me how much it costs and I'll buy you the same one."

Liu Dong laughed awkwardly, "Uncle, it's not that I don't want to buy it. I grabbed this machine in the live broadcast room. And it was not easy to grab one. The others are probably taken over by the state."

"Is that so? Then when you're done using the machine, you can lend it to me first." The middle-aged man who proposed to buy the machine said again.

There was nothing wrong with that. Liu Dong agreed immediately: "Okay, I'll help you after I finish harvesting the wheat. But so many people need it, so we have to line up one by one."

"No problem, no problem, I'll do as you say."

The group of people made such a simple agreement, and some others also rushed over after seeing the group video, including the village chief.

As the head of a village, he knew how painful it would be without the help of machines. There was little labor in the village, and it was impossible to rely on this group of old, weak and sick people.

The village has been worried about the lack of machines these days, and now the timely rain has arrived. The village chief was so excited that he patted Liu Dong several times.

Every village wanted to borrow it, so the village chief arranged the time and asked everyone to contribute some money to help cover the cost of purchasing the machine.

Everyone in Liujia Village agreed. In order to harvest the wheat as soon as possible, they helped each other to dry the wheat and sort out the debris.

The harvesters began working in the fields day and night, and after about a week, the crisis in Liujia Village was resolved.

Just after the last family had harvested the wheat and dried it in the sun, a few drops of rain finally fell after a month of high temperatures. Then, a cool breeze blew through the wheat stalks in the wheat field, and heavy rain poured down.

Autumn has finally arrived in China.

(End of this chapter)