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Although the 17th-century global Xiaoice climate has been extremely stingy in North America for the last two months of rainfall, thanks to the abundant streams and underground water resources in the Brooklyn area, the first year of agricultural production has been smooth to harvest.

More than 2,000 acres of wheat fields in the Manhattan community's farm area are now a sea of gold. More than 200 Native American hired hands were working on the harvest with all their might.

The manpower harvester launched by a technical house of the Ministry of Industry weighs only a dozen kilograms, and it is said that it has applied for countless patent investment projects and no one has paid attention, but now it has become one of the most powerful human agricultural tools in the Manhattan community.

Patches of wheat were harvested and stacked together by Indian hired men, and then transported to the designated grain processing yard by horses and carts imported from Europe, and the tall four-legged monster once caused a lot of panic among the Dravaares.

In order to speed up the harvest, some managers of the community committee and the Ministry of Agriculture have also joined the ranks of the summer harvest. Such a harvest scene also took place in several Delaware Indian villages on both sides of the lower Hudson River, but the harvesters that were still in the experimental stage could not be used in large quantities on Indian farms.

The harvested farm land will be prepared in the near future, and then a large area will be planted with a wave of alfalfa, beans or by-crops such as sweet potatoes and potatoes, so that a small harvest can be obtained before the winter arrives. The harvested straw will also be used as soil fertilizer and other raw materials for industry and agriculture, and the farm will be planned and expanded in preparation for spring ploughing in 1622.

The problems exposed in the first large-scale agricultural plan made the members of the agricultural group led by Aunt Hai Huifen, the head of the Ministry of Agriculture, conduct deep introspection and completely revise the idea of seeking the big and the high. Any subsequent planning is based on the basic guiding ideology of saving technical manpower.

The crops, poultry, and breeds of cattle obtained from Europe were given to the best-connected Drava Indian villages, and even some were given to the Mohican Indians in the far north. The Manhattan community itself, on the other hand, retains only a very limited number of agricultural planting and livestock raising units, and spends more time directing these native people in agricultural production.

According to preliminary statistics, although the wheat seeds brought by the catastrophe were not very suitable for the local climate, the quality of the fertile and messy fields still made the yield per mu reach nearly 200 kilograms, and as for the level of 1,000 kilograms per mu in later generations, it could only be used as a dream in the 17th century.

In response to Hai Huifen's reminder about the originally too harsh revenue sharing plan in the Indian Agricultural Support Program, the Manhattan Community Council, after careful consideration, reduced the share from 60% to 50% in three years, so that the leaders of the Indian villages, who were still immersed in the dreamlike harvest of the crop like the waves, happily danced the traditional dance.

More than 400 tons of wheat have been harvested in more than 2,000 acres of farms directly under the farm, and no less than 50 tons of income have been provided in other non-one-time summer harvest by-crop planting areas. And that's not even counting the amount to be split from the Indian farms.

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In a Delaware Indian village, just a day's walk northeast of Brooklyn's industrial area, Kenraton stared blankly at the farm in front of him with a cigarette stick, his hands trembling slightly.

In the past, no matter how devout the gods were, the ancestors of the village struggled to live in the cycle of hunger and hunger. In order to survive, their young men have to develop the skills to fight beasts, fight bloody wars with other tribes, and tremble under the vagaries of nature's gods.

Nowadays, it seems that these are gone, even if more than half of the harvest is to be distributed to those friendly Chinese, the current grain brought by just over 1,500 acres of land distributed along the banks of the small river is enough for the entire village to use for more than half a year, and it seems so easy and simple, it seems that the area of cultivated land needs to be expanded!

Still going hunting and fishing? Maybe later just to add more flavors.

Still going to fight? Perhaps when the opponent begins to covet his own wealth, his daughter's husband, the son-in-law of the "Chinese people", will be the first to jump out and use that weapon of fear to knock down any idiot who dares to provoke the village.

Most of the young people are busy on the Chinese or their own farms, and women and children are helping out at the harvest site with big smiles. Bundles of harvested wheat were piled up, and they were told that one day the Chinese would send all sorts of strange tools for follow-up.

Last month, I lived with my son-in-law and daughter on the territory of the Chinese for nearly a month, and the indescribable sense of comfort and wealth has been deeply imprinted in the old man's mind until now.

The seemingly incorrigible wound went away in agony as soon as it came out of that strange white house; It seems that the river is full of dangers, but the Chinese can easily travel back and forth in their strange big boats; It seems that the sun is disappearing in the dark night, but what comes into view is the bright lights and flames like the stars in the sky......

"Dad, are you still in a daze?"

Suddenly, the daughter next to her pulled her arm. Kenraton came back to his senses and looked at his daughter, Nada, who was six months pregnant, with a loving face, and a sense of happiness and pride came naturally.

"What is Lee trying to do? Why didn't I come back with you today? The old man deliberately made a stern expression.

"He seems to have been elected as a leader in the Chinese community, and he is very busy right now." Nada pouted a little dissatisfied, but the happy expression on her ruddy little face was obviously more proud than that of her old father.

"Well, now that the young people in the village are working with the Chinese, and they rarely even return to the village, I have a plan," Kenraton said, looking back in the direction ......of the village with a little worry, "I would like to mention yì at the village chiefs' meeting, and we have moved the whole village, and I have found that our young man has actually had a large new home there. ”

Na replied in surprise, a little nervously looking at her father's solemn expression. She had secretly heard of the dispute that had arisen in the village during this time, that some of the patriarchs of the family had planned to move the entire family to the spontaneous Indian community southeast of the Brooklyn Industrial Area.

Naturally, this idea was opposed by the older generation of village leaders, especially Nata's mother, the high priest of the village, who was also the supreme authority of the family.

Of course, Nada was happy to be able to let her parents live with her, but when she thought of her mother sitting and meditating in the family house all day, Nada had an indescribable worry and sadness.

"Dad, Li Xiang will definitely be happy, but Mom, she ......"

Na replied for a moment, but still said her opinion nervously.

She ...... Perhaps this is the hope and direction that the gods give us. Kenraton slowly turned his back and walked away.

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