This memory flashed in his mind, a smile hung on the corner of Fangzheng's mouth, looked into the distance, and said loudly: "The poor monk will open up the light for you in the air, and the heart will reach the Dharma, Amitabha! Donor, open it with peace of mind!"

If someone else said so, Yang Ping would definitely kick it over, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and scolded: "Dead liar!"

But who is Fang Zheng? The child of the Yang Hua family went up the mountain to ask for it! The miracle son who was called a miracle by the hospital! Others don't believe it, but for Fang Zheng, Yang Ping has a letter of one hundred and twenty! He smiled on the spot: "Thank you, Abbot Fang Zheng, for opening the light!"

At this time, Yang Hua poked his head out, grabbed the megaphone, and shouted: "Abbot Fangzheng, look at you holding a sickle, what are you doing here?"

Fang Zheng shouted at this voice: "Yes!"

"Abbot Fangzheng, come to the game! Let's see if you are fast, or our machine is fast! We big guys, we are fierce!" Yang Hua shouted.

Fang Zheng glanced at the lone wolf, this thing has no hands, so he ran errands. The monkey is considered a combat power, if the red boy is full of firepower, it is too scary, and he is a journeyman, it seems that he will not necessarily lose! But after thinking about it, the red boy must not be able to use mana, otherwise it is difficult to explain. I have to be more restrained, besides, the monks are not very good compared to the ones who have come and gone.

Hearing Yang Hua shout, Zhou Zishan and the others, who were originally working, stood up one after another, looking at the big machine in the distance, their eyes seemed to be about to burst into flames, and their fighting spirit was strong. It's a pity that there are only five of them, how can they fight the machine? Suddenly, their eyes dimmed again

Seeing this, Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows and laughed loudly: "Okay! Then Bibi! At night, whoever harvests more wheat will invite guests to dinner!"

"No problem!haha, Abbot Fangzheng, you have ordered this meal! I won't bully you, let you take it for an hour first!" Yang Hua patted the direction and said beautifully. He has full confidence in his big machine.

Song Ergou, Sun Qiancheng, Tan Juguo and others did not stop it, the autumn harvest was a great joy, the village added a new machine, happy and happy, everyone made a fuss, happy and happy, harmless, all planned to watch the excitement.

"Hey, Yang Hua is very domineering, and let him do it for an hour, these Maike are really going to be a little hard, and they are estimated to be able to do him one or two acres of rice in an hour. Song Ergou said with a smile.

"Ordinary people harvest one acre of land a day, even if they are good hands, harvesting in this muddy river, two or three acres of land is already the limit? But our machines can harvest 100 acres a day! Not to mention let them an hour, let them have a day, they will also lose!" At this moment, an arrogant voice sounded.

Song Ergou and the others were originally just joking, talking and playing, and joining in the fun. But this person's words, although he is right, but how can this tone be full of superiority? This is a bit too much, right? People also make money by their ability, so they don't have to look down on others like this, right?

Turning his head, sure enough, two strangers stood in the crowd without knowing when.

These two people, one of them is slightly fat, with eyes, and looks a little crepe, but when he tilts his head slightly, when he looks at the villagers, he looks a little arrogant at the inferior people. And next to him stood a shrewd-looking man, who was talking to the slightly chubby-looking man.

Seeing that everyone was looking at it, the chubby man became even more proud, and continued: "Everyone, I think this game is completely meaningless, and the machine is already a foregone conclusion. But what's the point of winning? What can a monk ask you to eat, can he invite you to eat food? The food in the monastery doesn't put five meats, let alone meat, and even oil is reluctant to put more. ”

Everyone looked at this creature who didn't know how to get in in amazement, and their eyes were full of dissatisfaction, who is this?!

"Manager Sun, haven't you left yet?" Tan Juguo looked at the fat man and shrewd man in front of him in surprise. No one else knew him, but he still knew these two.

The fat man's name was Sun Youqian, and this name was changed by himself later, in order to be rich, rich, and rich! He ran a combine harvester, but he was not the boss of the combine harvester factory, but a sales manager. The shrewd man on the side is named Jiang Chaowei, a sales consultant at the combine harvester factory. In order to ensure that its combine harvester can be handed over to customers, Jiangyong combine harvester factory will generally send a sales consultant to follow home and watch the combine harvester operate normally before going back.

It's just that this time, Sun Youqian was idle and had nothing to do, and he heard that the village bought a combine harvester, so he came with him when he had nothing to do. He also wanted to see what kind of situation this popular Yizhi Village was like. Moreover, I heard that there is a superb cold bamboo in Yizhi Village, and it is difficult to find one. He figured out that he was also the sales manager of a combine harvester manufacturer, so why would he be entertained well, and take out a cold bamboo to appetize him, right? Moreover, when he came, he sent a circle of friends, saying that he came to Yizhi Village to eat the best cold bamboo, and many people coaxed him to take pictures, and even asked him to take it back for everyone to taste.

Sun Youqian boasted about it, but he never expected that the people in Yizhi Village would be so untrustworthy that no one would take him seriously! Instead, they circled around the combine harvester one by one, and then got into a fight with a monk! What's the matter? He is a big manager, but he is not as good as a small monk? A sense of humiliation that has been ignored rises in his heart, and he has a stomach full of grievances and unwillingness, and his eyes are full of anger.

Sun wondered if he was rich, didn't these villagers understand that as long as he, the big manager, was happy, he could help them discount and save a lot of money at any time?

Changed to the usual buyer, Sun Youqian should not be on the road now, basking in the sun, blowing the autumn breeze, but should sit at the wine table, drink good wine, eat local products, and brag about. After all, this kind of machine only has the cost of purchasing the machine on the surface, but there are many other miscellaneous expenses, and some of them are dispensable, but he believes that with his mouth, these uninformed old hats should be spent, and those who should not be spent!

Having made up his mind in his heart, Sun Youqian squinted his eyes, and his heart was extremely proud, as if the group of villagers in front of him were lambs about to be slaughtered.

Sun Youqian grinned and said: "Secretary Tan, it's funny, the machine has just been put on the ground, and if you don't make sure that everything is running normally, it's not easy for me to go." ”