My girlfriend is from 1949

Zheng Changlin made a joke that immediately made everyone burst into laughter.

Everyone seemed relaxed and in a good mood.

However, I'm here today to work on arable land and increase grain production, so I'm naturally in a good mood.

Their greatest wish is simply for the people to have enough to eat.

Moreover, this development of wasteland is also an experiment.

If all goes well, they can clear large tracts of wasteland and relocate the refugees from the shantytowns.

Having land to cultivate and a house to live in is much better than living in a dirty and chaotic shantytown.

After all, the shantytowns that existed after that time were different from modern shantytowns.

Most of the modern shantytowns consist of buildings constructed in the 1980s and 90s.

They are usually apartment buildings with one elevator serving two or four households per floor.

It has a living room, a bedroom, and a bathroom.

At most, the building might be a bit old.

They are usually 20 to 40 years old, and they are quite comfortable to live in.

The less desirable option is the tenement building along the same corridor.

More often, they are built as single dormitories.

Everyone cooked in the hallway, shared a toilet, and even took showers in the toilet.

The rest are just bungalows from decades ago.

However, even single-story houses can be protected from wind and rain by the brick and tile paving.

Even in a storm, you can stay at home to shelter from the wind and rain.

Aside from being a bit old and lacking in supporting facilities, there aren't any other problems.

But the shantytowns of 1949 were truly filthy and chaotic.

The shacks were crammed together, hot in summer and cold in winter, and leaked like waterfalls when it rained.

At best, it's a place to shelter from the rain, which is better than sleeping on the streets.

The environment in the shantytowns was extremely dirty.

Lacking a sewage system, people often dump their domestic wastewater directly at their doorsteps.

They even left the trash at the door.

Often, when you step in, your feet will be covered in sewage and garbage mixed with mud.

Over the years, the smell became comparable to that of a garbage dump, and it was also a breeding ground for bacteria.

Therefore, people living in shantytowns are very prone to getting sick.

Moreover, without money for treatment, the mortality rate is very high.

An infectious disease outbreak would be a devastating blow.

Therefore, what the municipal government urgently needs to deal with is the refugees in the shantytowns.

But it's easy to drive these refugees away; it's very difficult to keep them alive.

Shanghai is only so big, and there are limited job opportunities, making it very difficult for the elderly and children to survive.

Even for women, finding a job is difficult.

Therefore, before liberation, a large number of women worked in dance halls and danced with people.

At that time, there were more than 20,000 officially registered dancers.

The Nationalist government also tried to ban it, but it caused large-scale demonstrations, so they had to give up.

Therefore, the livelihood of these people is also a major problem.

Reclaiming wasteland and providing these refugees with their own houses and fields is a new hope.

For thousands of years, China has been a land of agriculture, with generations of people tending to their small plots of land.

No one would willingly abandon everything and become a refugee, constantly on the move, unless forced to do so.

They would be very happy if the government could solve their food and clothing problems.

In that era, owning a piece of land was everyone's dream, and no one could refuse it.

This is also the fundamental reason why the "land reform" policy was so popular among the lower classes.

Everyone hopes to have a piece of farmland of their own.

No more being tenants, no more paying rent to landlords!

Therefore, this wasteland in Longhua Town is the experimental zone.

Agricultural experts have surveyed the land and found it to be very fertile. If it can be cultivated, there will be a good harvest next year.

However, clearing land is not so easy.

It's very slow to dig with just one person or a family of three or five, using hoes.

Therefore, oxen have been a very important source of productivity throughout history.

The order even stipulated that anyone who dared to slaughter cattle was breaking the law and would be punished!

This was true not only in ancient times, but also in the new China.

But having just emerged from war, oxen were incredibly precious.

In many villages, or even an entire village, you can't find a single ox for plowing!

This is a very troublesome problem for reclaiming wasteland.

This troublesome problem was naturally handed over to Mr. Chen, who made the suggestion.

The central government has now approved the application; the remaining task is to efficiently reclaim wasteland so that people can have arable land.

"What amazing skill allows you to work without oxen?"

"Could it be technology imported from the United States?"

"The area around Shanghai is mostly paddy fields, so those machines aren't very effective."

"But without large American machinery and oxen, how can we cultivate the land?"

"Are we going to use the old method again, digging by hand?"

"There are 100,000 troops in the city. It would be fine to send 20,000 or 30,000 people over to reclaim the wasteland."

"Are you all stupid? Since Vice Mayor Zheng is so confident, he certainly won't use manpower to cultivate the land."

"Yes, let's just wait and see!"

As far as the eye could see, there was only barren land, and not a single ox in sight.

Moreover, the reclaimed land is all paddy fields, which are not suitable for American machinery.

Moreover, the country was extremely poor and could not afford to buy it.

After all, such a large country needs far too many machines.

Just as everyone was discussing what could be used to replace oxen for plowing.

Two soldiers unloaded a long cardboard box from a truck next to them.

It also says on it: Mini Tiller.

In modern times, it has many different names.

Mini-tiller, small agricultural machine, gasoline rotary tiller, household tilling and soil-clearing machine, a must-have for ditching, digging, turning and loosening soil!

It has various names.

Zheng Changlin said with a smile, "Comrade Huai'an, why don't you assemble it and demonstrate it to everyone?"

He then turned to the technicians beside him and solemnly instructed them: "In the future, you will be working in groups to cultivate the land, so you must learn carefully!"

In addition to reclaiming wasteland, they also need to teach and instruct other comrades.

You are all key technical personnel and among the first members of the agricultural machinery station service cooperative. Don't let the organization down!

These key technical personnel were carefully selected, specifically to learn and apply the technology.

They are the backbone of the soon-to-be-established agricultural machinery service cooperative.

After they learn it, they will pass it on to others so that more people can learn it.

In addition to land reclamation, we also need to provide mechanized operations such as tilling, sowing, and harvesting.

These people were all rigorously selected, with strict political background checks conducted on three generations of their families, before they were approved to attend this study session.

Therefore, everyone knows the burden on their shoulders and understands that it concerns whether the people can have enough to eat.

They all picked up their notebooks, their faces full of anticipation as they waited to study and take notes.

Chen Huai'an looked at the large cardboard box on the ground; it was all too familiar to him.

After all, I personally went to the manufacturer to purchase this item, and each unit cost 2980 yuan.

The quality and functionality are beyond question.

Moreover, there are dedicated quality inspectors who conduct random sampling inspections.

I did buy the items myself, but I've never used them!

And this thing needs to be assembled!

"This thing...it's hard to install!"

Chen Huai'an stared at the large cardboard box in front of him, speechless.

To ensure quality, this product is shipped directly from the manufacturer.

Even without middlemen, it still costs 2980 yuan per unit.

Although this price is very cheap compared to things like tractors.

However, its appearance is like that of a hand-operated tractor.

It only has a front end and two support poles; there are no seats or cargo bed.

If you add wheels and a trailer to the back, it can immediately become a tractor.

Therefore, in order to ensure quality and quantity, the production process is not a lazy one.

Assembling them is much more troublesome than buying them online.

Of course, its quality and power are also much stronger.

The only troublesome part is the initial assembly.

When we placed the order, we took into account that there were many technical talents here.

Isn't it just an engine that looks like a tractor head?

If scholars study it, it can be easily assembled by following the blueprints.

Even a novice can assemble it with careful study.

However, as a layperson, it is relatively difficult to study, and mistakes are very likely to be made.

Given the current situation, there was no opportunity for him to study the instruction manual.

Pairs of eyes were fixed on them, all filled with reverence, eager to learn!

It would be too embarrassing for others to see me cramming for this at the last minute and studying the product manual.

At this moment, Chen Huai'an suddenly remembered a joke he used to make fun of others, and it came to life.

Those singers, when they were young, wrote songs without any sense of proportion, relying on their youth to belt out high notes.

They had a great time singing it, and that's how they became quite popular.

Twenty years later, when his physical condition had deteriorated significantly, he was clearly unable to sing the same song again and could no longer hit the high notes.

And I am in a similar situation right now.

When placing the order, they only considered quality and didn't think about assembly at all.

As a result, he now teaches himself, instructing the cooperative's technical backbone.

But how can I teach someone who hasn't even read the product manual?

Now, looking at the product manual, do you even care about saving face?

Chen Huai'an was speechless. He hadn't expected Zheng Changlin to take this matter so seriously. Did he really think he knew everything?

It's no exaggeration to say that Zheng Changlin takes this plan seriously.

After all, Shanghai's total area is only over 600 square kilometers, but it is home to more than 500 million people, and very little land is actually suitable for growing grain.

Shanghai is an industrial and commercial city, a financial center, and a port for foreign trade, but its agricultural base is extremely weak.

But the People's Republic of China had just been founded, and there was a widespread shortage of food across the country. Who could provide surplus food to support Shanghai in the long term?

There were homeless people everywhere; beggars, street performers, and homeless children could be seen on every street corner.

These people all need to eat!

Therefore, the H municipal government negotiated with the Northern Jiangsu Administrative Office to designate a piece of wasteland in Dafeng County, Jiangsu Province, as a reclamation area for Shanghai.

It is estimated that 20 mu of wasteland will be reclaimed.

Nowadays, there is a shortage of oxen everywhere, and it would take too much time to cultivate the land by manpower alone.

So many people need to eat, and every additional day requires even more food to be consumed.

If the wasteland can be reclaimed in the shortest possible time, a lot of time can be saved.

Therefore, machines for reclaiming wasteland became of paramount importance.

Longhua Town is just a pilot area, and also a place for young key personnel to learn.

Once they have truly mastered the skills, they will take the machines to Dafeng County to reclaim wasteland.

That's why Zheng Changlin specifically notified him to come to class.

As a result, the teacher forgot to prepare the lesson plan, which is a real predicament.

Gollum~

Chen Huai'an swallowed hard, slowly walked towards the large cardboard box, and recalled how to assemble it.

Just then, a crisp sound rang out.

"You injured your wrist while practicing martial arts, let me help you."

Lin Wan walked closer with a bright smile, and even winked playfully.

After spending months together, how could they not see that he wasn't sure about the relationship?

As he walked to her side, he whispered, "I can assemble it."

Lin Wan clearly understood the importance of mini-tillers when oxen were unavailable.

As long as there is enough fuel, it can keep working.

People can rest, but the machines continue to operate efficiently.

Unlike oxen that need rest, or they would be exhausted to death.

Therefore, when there is enough fuel, a mini tiller is several times more efficient than an ox!

As someone who lived during the Republic of China era and was also a journalist, I was all too aware of the scarcity and importance of oxen for plowing.

So after finding a substitute, I studied it carefully at night and thoroughly understood every step.

Aside from not knowing how to manufacture, they can even do simple repairs without any problems.

Upon hearing that the other person had twisted their wrist, Zheng Changlin hurriedly asked with concern, "Comrade Huai'an, do you need to take your wrist to the hospital to have it checked?"

The young man before us is extremely important to the organization.

A sprained wrist is a very serious injury.

However, Zheng Changlin also knew that if Chen Huai'an didn't say anything, no one else would know that he was injured.

After all, it's perfectly normal to injure your wrist while practicing martial arts.

So I felt relieved after hearing the explanation.

He said with concern, "Then Comrade Lin Wan will cooperate with you. If there is any further need, let the soldiers assemble it, and you can give instructions."

Chen Huai'an's expression turned serious, and he raised his head, saying, "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious!"

However, despite saying this, he stood aside with his wrist in a sling as if he were really injured.

Lin Wan took out a folding knife from her pocket.

I bought this knife in France and carry it with me for self-defense; it's actually seen blood.

With a gentle slit, the sharp blade cuts through the tape.

Although Chen Huai'an's left hand was "strained," his right hand was fine.

With a single hand, you can easily twist the machine up.

It's suspended in the air; just wait for Lin Wan to assemble it.

From the outside, it doesn't look much different from the front of a tractor.

Lin Wan picked up the parts and skillfully assembled them.

Judging from her level of proficiency, who would have thought it was her first time?

I've watched the assembly video countless times and know every step by heart.

It took less than ten minutes to assemble completely.

Chen Huai'an possessed astonishing arm strength, consistently lifting the machine, which weighed dozens of kilograms, steadily in mid-air.

Only after installing two specially made blades in the original wheel slots was it placed on the ground.

Pour in gasoline, pull hard, and it produces a violent roar.

Lin Wan held onto the control lever with both hands and slowly moved forward.

As it moved step by step, the rotating blade spun wildly, stirring the hard soil.

If it were done manually, even with a hoe, it would take a lot of effort to dig it up.

With the blades churning wildly, the soil underground was turned upside down, and weeds were uprooted and mixed with the soil to become fertilizer.

This land has been abandoned for many years, and the soil underground has long been compacted.

Even with oxen, plowing is a lot of work.

Lin Wan pushed the mini-tiller and easily advanced it 25 meters, which is close to the side length of one acre of land.

And it took less than two minutes!

Everyone stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief!

"This is...this is too much!"