The efficiency of a ploughing planter is equivalent to at least 300 farm workers.

The efficiency of 10 units is more than 3,000 village workers.

Therefore, it took less than two days to complete the ploughing and sowing of more than 3,000 acres of paddy fields, and then the ploughing machine fleet rushed to the next manor non-stop to continue their shocking journey.

And the two days of working in the field with the tiller are less than two days.

Zhang Gufeng's shock gradually turned into numbness, and then he accepted the facts calmly, and finally achieved the achievement of 'not being strange'.

It's just that the hand he held the hoe was obviously loosened.

I don't work as hard as I used to.

Even go to work in the field on time at 8 o'clock every day, and get off work on time at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and will not arrive early or leave late, as serious and responsible as taking care of their own fields.

In a nutshell.

He became like other farmers, and began to relax with salted fish.

This just proves that his calm on the surface cannot cover up his inner unrest, and the vibration and impact brought to him by the tiller still exist, which obviously affects his daily work status.

Times have changed.

Cultivating the land no longer requires so much manpower.

Even the lifeblood of the peasants, the ploughing cattle, does not need many heads.

A tiller rumbling in the field can allow hundreds of village workers to stand on the edge of the ridge to watch and chat, and the high-speed rotation of the metal drum device replaces the traditional farmers facing the loess with their backs to the sky.

So some rumors began to appear:

"After this, we can't be too honest in our work, we finish the work early, and the owner of the village will see that we have nothing to do, and will definitely drive some people out of the village, don't want these people."

"Kick out of the village? No, we signed long-term employment contracts, and the manor shouldn't break the contract, right? ”

"That kind of monster machine has done all our work, and the village still uses fine white rice and noodles to feed us every day, not to drive people, to raise so many idlers, how can we stand it in the long run?"

Idlers?

This word is very lethal, so that many village workers look at each other, and feel bad in their hearts, because with their simple and traditional concept, idlers have no value of existence, and should be condemned and abandoned, if the manor really uses this reason to dispel them, they may not even be able to refute it.

Bad.

It's really bad to go on like this.

"Otherwise, in the future, we will work slower, do more detailed, work slowly and carefully, and work every day, so that there is no fault in the village."

A certain farmer rolled his eyes and thought of a good solution.

"This method is okay, don't be too honest in the future, otherwise someone will be fired, and it will be the fault of those solid eyes."

"In fact, you don't have to worry too much, no matter how powerful the cultivator is, it is only ten, it is impossible to do all the work, but there are a lot of things in the village, in addition to the work in the field, but also to build a dock fort, build a building, dig that biogas digester, build a brick kiln factory, a breeding farm, a canning factory, all need a lot of manpower, recruit a lot of workers, if there is not much farm work, we can go to work, so that there is nothing to do."

Zhang Gufeng opened his mouth to express his opinion, these days he carefully observed the situation of the manor, everywhere is the hot construction scene, at least this year, all the village workers do not have to worry about too idle to do the problem.

"It makes sense."

"After the farm work is done, you can still go to work, there is always something to do."

"But the old decay has planted the land all his life, he has not learned the crafts of craftsmen from the master, and he will not do the work of craftsmen. An old farmer with white hair in his fifties raised his concerns.

These words hit Zhang Gufeng's heart, he is only good at farming in his life, only this skill, he can't work, but he went to the canal to serve as a laborer, as a fiber puller, he couldn't stand it after only two days, his shoulders were grinding blood, and he had to be whipped by the officials if he didn't work, it was not something that people could do at all, he really didn't want to consider changing careers.

In addition, he had a faint luck in his heart.

Because farming is not just about turning over the soil, sowing the seeds, everything is fine, and the follow-up care also requires a lot of energy.

For example, pulling weeds.

Carry water to fight drought, build canals and pile up ridges.

Manure is applied during the grouting period, etc.

Only by not being idle every day can we achieve the expected harvest.

As an old cropper, he still has a lot of room to play, as long as he performs actively and strives to be valued by the steward, it is best to get a little steward - Zhang Gufeng has no idea of managing people, he just feels that if he becomes a small steward, the probability of being fired is much lower.

However, he had just set this goal, and he was about to perform well.

Buzz~

There are also multiple loud noise sources, entering the boundaries of Manor 3.

Ten mechanical monsters advancing on steel tracks, all holding a huge iron bucket, also spitting black smoke, rumbled into the manor.

Then on the basis of a half-acre laundry pond, constantly waving the iron bucket, shoveling and digging mud, first digging the pond downward, and then expanding the area of the pond outward, ten mechanical monsters were only busy for two or three days, and then the area of the laundry pond was expanded into a storage pond of ten acres and several meters deep.

Tens of thousands of earthworks were moved.

A kilometre-long diversion canal was dug to the Dagou River.

Then a red square device was placed on the bank of the river, and two thick hoses were attached, one of which was thrown into the center of the ditch, and the other pipe was poured into a large amount of water until it was too much to be filled, and then an iron rod was inserted into the small hole of the red device, and then it was rotated several times.

Knock knock~

Another puff of black smoke rose.

The noise of DadaDa~ stabilized.

The thick hose placed at this end of the aqueduct began to spew out white columns of water.

With a considerable flow rate, the river water in the Dagou River is continuously injected into the aqueduct, and then flows into the freshly dug reservoir through the thousands of meters long diversion canal.

It took only one night to fill the reservoir with more than 20,000 cubic meters of water, and it is expected to be full soon.

Among the thousands of villagers who witnessed this scene.

There were a hundred and ten Zhuang workers who almost collapsed on the spot, kneeling on their knees and crying, all of them were extremely violently stimulated:

"Oh my God, in order to grab the water in this Dagou River, how many people have died in my Songjia Village over the years? Only two or three died in a good year, seven or eight died in a bad year, and more than 20 died in a year at most, almost every family wore filial piety! I have killed a few surrounding villages, and I haven't been married for hundreds of years, but what are we killing and killing so for? If we could have a pump like this in our village, and still have to grab water from other villages, will so many people die? ”

"My father, my two sons, seven or eight of my relatives, they all died fighting for water, I always felt that their death was worth it, they died for the sake of the village, for the future of the clan, they died as they deserved! However, if our village could have had a pumping machine back then, where would they still have to fight for water? You can smoke as much as you want, just because there is no this, too many people have died in the village. ”

"Husband, my husband who died in vain, why did you go to grab water back then? Why rush so forward? Leaving us orphans and widows, how bitter it has been all these years, you have a wooden head and solid eyes, if you can be smarter, our family has already lived a good life. ”

"My poor son, other people's villages are fighting for water, what are you doing running over to join in the fun? You didn't know how to run when you were chased, and you were knocked to death by a hoe, and you were only twelve years old. ”

"If it was a divine object such as a pumping machine, it would have been used by us earlier, and our Zhangjia Village would definitely be a big Zhangjia town with thousands of households."

"Yes, if this kind of artifact had come out earlier, I don't know how many unjust souls in this world would have died in vain?"

"I, Wei, am willing to take out thousands of acres of fertile land, pour out all my family property, and exchange it for a pumping machine, I don't know if Xujiazhuang can give it up?" A landlord surnamed Wei who came to join in the fun.

in the crowd.

Zhang Gufeng was also very emotional.

With the divine water pump, if it can be used by all farmers, then there should be no more water grabbing in this world, I don't know how much hatred and killing can be reduced, and the great merit it it brings is not comparable to the Bodhisattvas in a hundred temples.

There is also a god called "excavator", which should not be underestimated, they can dig the reservoir that originally required thousands of people to dig at least a year, and it only took a few days to dig it out, and then with a pumping machine, no matter how serious the drought is in the future, there is no need to worry about the shortage of water, the manor has a bumper harvest every year, it is something that will definitely happen, and there is no need to look at the sky to eat, and there is no need to kneel and beg the dragon king for rain.

The pump is the dragon king!

The excavator is Hercules.

With so many gods to help, how could the future development of the manor not be good?

It's just that what is the value of him Zhang Gufeng?

He is not needed to plough the ground and sow seeds, he is not needed to dig ponds and repair canals, and he is not needed to carry water, and the vitality of lazy rice is more vigorous than weeds, resulting in a scarce number of weeds and no need to take care of them too much.

In many aspects of farming, he can play a very limited place, and most of the time, he can only be forced to become an 'idler'.

His value is constantly depreciating and diluting.

What to do?

What is his future path?

In the afternoon, I returned home sullenly.

His wife Shen said excitedly to him: "Lao Guzi, there will be more than 10,000 guinea fowl seedlings, 5,000 duck seedlings, and 1,000 goose seedlings these days, which will be sent here from the main village, today the steward asked if anyone will raise chickens and ducks, I raised my hand to register, I didn't expect to pass, and when the chickens, ducks and geese seedlings arrived, I will be turned from a handyman to a breeder, with a basic monthly salary of 360 points, equivalent to 3 silver dollars (1 tael = 12 money), and a good job will raise the salary...... Lao Guzi, my rice bowl here is stable! ”

"Breeder?"

Zhang Gufeng suddenly remembered that when his family had more than 50 chickens and ducks in the past, his wife was mainly managing them, and he was experienced and would definitely be able to do this job.

The wife's transformation from a handyman to a breeder means that the work content is fixed, and she has something to do every day, and it is impossible to become an idler.

"It's a good thing, it's a great thing."

Zhang Gufeng nodded again and again, his wife's side has stabilized, which is equivalent to a long-term guarantee, which is indeed a very good thing.

But there is also a little bad feeling in my heart, my wife has been protected, what about him, what should he do? Where is the right path for him?

"Lao Guzi, I also found out a news, I heard that there are hundreds of more machines in the general village, what cultivators, excavators, and pumps, but there are not enough people to call these machines, and we need to recruit a group of people to train, learn to call these machines, and those who want to learn can sign up."

His wife, Shen, revealed a bombshell news to him.

Airplanes~

Zhang Gufeng's eyes suddenly brightened, emitting essence, like two glowing light bulbs.

His heart was moved.

He sees the way forward!

Although he is a little older, no matter how much effort and price he pays, he must learn and be the controller of those mechanical fetish!