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Chapter 300: The Race Between Man and Machine

The corn thresher is very smooth and convenient to use, and it threshes corn very quickly. In less than half an hour, more than ten boxes of corn can be threshed by humans. Of course, humans can do it very quickly after becoming proficient, but they certainly cannot catch up with machines.

There is a program on the agricultural channel in later generations that specializes in reporting on the inventions and creations of ordinary people. After each invention is created, there will be a competition between humans and machines.

Xu Qinghuan also proposed to select the twenty women comrades with the fastest threshing speed in the production team and have them compete with the machine. If they could beat the machine, each of them would get half a pound of corn.

She just made a proposal to Jiang Baohua.

"That's a good idea. We'll use the corn as a reward from the team." Jiang Baohua asked Tang Quantong, "Deputy Director Tang, do you think this is feasible?"

The main question was whether the ten kilograms of corn could be withdrawn from the production team's account if the machine failed.

Tang Quantong also wanted to know how capable this machine was. Furthermore, this was also a very meaningful group activity. He nodded and said, "Okay, if the winners, each person won't get half a pound of corn, which is too stingy. Instead, each person will get one pound of corn."

Suddenly, people signed up enthusiastically. In the end, there were a total of twenty women comrades who were very hardworking and usually got full work points. Zhou Guizhi was among them.

Twenty people were eager to get started and were actively preparing. The onlookers also provided help from time to time. After all the corn frames were brought down, they were placed around them. The utensils, containers, and other people were ready. On this side, several young men also carried dozens of corn frames and placed them aside, waiting to start.

Xu Qinghuan said, "Let's make the rules clear. First, count the number of boxes. If they are equal, we'll count the number of corn cobs. Is that okay?"

"No problem!" Twenty women answered in unison.

Xu Qinghuan stopped talking. Jiang Baohua said, "Deputy Director Tang, could you please say 'start'?"

You have to give me this little bit of face.

Tang Quantong stepped forward and cleared his throat, "Ready... Go!"

When he shouted "ready", the female comrades held corn in one hand and shoe horns in the other, and the young men had already turned on the machine. Two of them lifted the baskets, and when he shouted "start", the corn was poured into the machine, and the women's hands flew up, and they peeled the corn kernels like rain.

The game time is half an hour.

In fact, it took less than half an hour, and the winner was decided in less than a quarter of an hour. By the time the young members started to pour the twentieth basket of corn cobs, the machine's speed was ahead.

And as time goes by, this gap continues to widen.

After half an hour, the machine had already threshed more than twice as much as manual labor, even when manual labor was working non-stop.

Working non-stop for half an hour was unbearable even for these experienced workers. Their wrists ached, their fingers were numb, and they were sweating profusely.

As Jiang Baohua said "time's up", they finally stopped.

Xie Zaohua exclaimed, "Ouch!" "This rush is too tiring. It's much more tiring than normal work."

"Aren't we in a hurry? Although we usually work in a hurry, it's not like today where we don't stop for a breath." Dong Sufen said with a smile.

She is the only daughter of Dong Gensheng, a bullock cart driver. Her parents are in poor health. In order to have enough food to eat, she usually treats herself like a man and gets the same work points as a man.

She is 22 years old and still unmarried.

In later generations, 22 years old means graduating from college, but in this era, if you are 22 years old and still not married and have children, you are considered an old maid.

Her father wanted to find a live-in son-in-law for her, but he was picky about talent and good character, so the matter was delayed.

The man her family could find was not a good-for-nothing son-in-law. The men who wanted to be her son-in-law were either lazy and second-rate, or idle street urchins. Her parents didn't want to let their daughter down, so they naturally couldn't agree.

Zhou Guizhi responded, "That's right. Hey, why haven't you announced the results of the competition yet?"

"Let's go and take a look!"

Twenty people stood up and walked over. Before they could move, the onlookers laughed and said, "What are you looking at? You've already lost so badly, what else is there to watch?"

Dong Sufen exclaimed, "Ah!" "We lost?"

An embarrassed smile appeared on her tanned and somewhat yellow face, a rare lively expression that a girl of her age should have.

Her mother, Li Fengying, felt a pang of sadness and a bit of amusement when she saw this. "Yeah, we lost. That machine is more than twice as fast as you guys."

Someone joked, "Yeah, look at you guys, you don't even want the pound of food you got, are you all so full?"

Zhou Guizhi was amused and angry at the same time. She picked up a bare corn cob and threw it at the man. "It's easy to talk without any pain in your waist. You are so capable, why didn't you come here just now?"

Everyone laughed.

Tang Quantong announced the result of the competition, and naturally the machine won.

The people in the commune all looked unhappy. Shangjiang Brigade had two magic weapons, the thresher. They would certainly not be able to get through the rain disaster together with everyone else. What would the members of other brigades think then?
Why can people in Shangjiang Brigade avoid disasters? Why can people in Shangjiang Brigade live a good life? Why...

There will be many whys waiting for them.

The county would also question this. Their commune had such a good advanced example, the Shangjiang Brigade, so why didn't they make good use of it and learn from it? It could be said that the Shangjiang Brigade handed over all the weapons for fighting to them, and they still lost a battle.

It even affected the entire county.

After all, if the commune could produce harvesters efficiently and other communes bought them, there would not be such a poor harvest this year.

Money can’t buy foresight. No one knew that there would be a heavy rain this year. Jiang Chengxu and Xu Qinghuan both knew it, but they are not fools. They are not the Dragon King. How did they know that there would be continuous heavy rain this year?
Even the county meteorological bureau doesn’t have this capability.

After several days of good weather, by the time the rice and wheat fields were dried and ready for harvesting, the wheat and rice grains had already sprouted in the fields.

There was a strong wind at that time and a lot of grain fell to the ground. Now there are sprouts in the fields. These are all grains. The members are going crazy.

I don’t know what happened in other communes, but there was a lot of wailing in Hongqi Commune. Especially after hearing that Shangjiang Brigade was not affected at all, the members occasionally started to criticize the cadres after the fact.

"We are ordinary people with little experience. What do those people do?"

"Oh, yes, we objected before, but no one told us the harvest would be so bad this year. You're a team leader, but you don't have any skills yourself. Don't you think you can't learn from others? How did the Shangjiang team use machines to harvest quickly?"

Liu Qingsong and Wei Qimin came to find Jiang Baohua again, but the team leader was very busy. He and the accountant were listening to the reports about setting up a factory from Jiang Xingye, Xu Qinghuan, Qiao Xinyu and Dai Yifeng.

"I definitely support it, and I'll give it my all. But building something this big isn't just about a few bucks," Jiang Baohua asked the accountant. "How much money do we have left in our brigade's account? Can we use it?"

Today’s update, my dears, enjoy reading.

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