Chapter 79 Super Artifact Scythe

When the rice is ripe, it is the busiest time for the entire village. Every household, young and old, men and women will go out to work from dawn to sunset.

Xiao Yongyan and Lin Xi left the house early, but the people from the Ma family arrived even earlier and were already waiting at the door.

Because the family had their own fields, the Ma family divided into two teams, one team worked on their own fields, and the other team worked for Lin Xi.

As for the sickles that Lin Xi had given them, each team took one.

"Good morning, Brother Ma." Lin Xi greeted with a smile.

Ma Shanfeng responded with equal enthusiasm, "Morning, we have to work on the dozen acres of land early. While the weather is good, we should harvest the rice quickly."

Seeing that the Ma brothers were very motivated, Lin Xi said expectantly, "It looks like we can finish harvesting all the rice today."

Unexpectedly, after hearing her words, the Ma brothers all laughed.

Ma Shanfeng said, "You have never worked in the fields before, right? You definitely can't finish mowing more than ten acres of land in one day."

"Not only can we not finish the harvest in one day, we may not be able to finish it even in ten days."

When several people were talking, a voice suddenly interrupted.

Lin Xi looked over and saw a rather unfamiliar young man appear in front of them.

Lin Xi looked at Ma Shanfeng inquiringly. Ma Shanfeng frowned and said, "It's okay. We have a large family and we can finish working on these rice fields."

"Can you finish it? Stop bragging. When you planted it, you thought the more the better. Now it's all over." The man snorted.

"Zhao Pingwei, we in the Ma family always do what we say!" Ma Shanfeng was quite unconvinced.

"This is not something you can decide. It depends on God. If it rains or something, all your rice will rot in the field." Zhao Pingwei said.

Lin Xi felt strange. Why did this person jump out to meddle in her family's rice fields?

"I know my own family's fields well, so you don't have to worry about it." Lin Xi said to Zhao Pingwei.

However, Zhao Pingwei seemed very disdainful, "Lin Xi, I hope the rice in your fields is enough to pay the taxes, otherwise you will be the one who suffers."

After saying that, Zhao Pingwei walked away.

Lin Xi felt puzzled. She had no connection with Zhao Pingwei, so why did he look so angry?

"Madam Xiao, it's all our fault," Ma Shanfeng apologized at this time, "Before, Zhao Pingwei wanted us to help him harvest rice, but we refused. He must be holding a grudge and deliberately looking for trouble. Just ignore him."

Ma Laoer added, "You don't know that during the busy farming season, we harvested more than half of the Zhao family's fields."

Lin Xi was puzzled, "Why are you helping others harvest rice?"

As far as she knew, the Ma family had a lot of land of their own.

Ma Lao Er snorted coldly, "It's because the Zhao family has a village head, so they ask the villagers to work for them for free."

The Ma family has the most brothers, so they are targeted every year.

But this year, they were working for the Lin family and really had no time to help the Zhao family. This was probably why they caused Zhao Pingwei's dissatisfaction.

"Don't worry about him. He can't do anything to us if he really doesn't go." Ma Shanfeng said.

When the rice harvest officially began, Lin Xi and Xiao Yongyan had never been to the fields before and could not help. Tang Xuyang, who was conscripted by Lin Xi, was also useless. He was good at wielding swords and guns, but he was a hindrance everywhere when he picked up the sickle.

In desperation, Lin Xi could only ask him to help the Ma brothers.

Tang Xuyang himself was also depressed. He didn't grow up in the countryside, so it was normal that he couldn't do it. Why was he despised by Lin Xi?

She herself doesn't know how to do it!

The Ma brothers waved their sickles and prepared to work hard, but just when Ma Shanfeng was using the sickle to cut rice, something strange happened.

As soon as his sickle touched the rice, he cut it down with almost no effort.

Ma Shanfeng has been working for decades and has never encountered such a situation. He quickly calmed himself and tried again.

It was exactly the same feeling. The moment the blade touched the rice, the rice broke immediately.

He felt like he hadn't used any strength at all, yet he had cut a large bunch of rice.

Ma Shanfeng looked up at Ma Laoer who was not far away. The other was harvesting rice with great effort, and beads of sweat were already appearing on his forehead.

"Second brother," Ma Shanfeng shouted, "Come here for a moment."

Ma Laoer came over, and Ma Shanfeng swapped the knives in their hands. Ma Laoer looked at his elder brother with a strange expression, wondering why he had to swap knives for no reason.

"Try this knife." Ma Shanfeng nodded at Ma Laoer.

Ma Laoer looked at Ma Shanfeng suspiciously, and casually swung the handle of the knife. In the blink of an eye, all the rice that the blade touched broke.

At this time, Ma Laoer gradually understood why his elder brother asked him to test the knife.

He picked up the sickle again and cut a large field of rice in a flash.

"This knife..." Ma Laoer looked at the sickle in his hand in disbelief. He had never seen such a sharp sickle. For a moment, he even thought that what he was holding was not a knife, but some magical object from a storybook.

Ma Shanfeng confirmed from Ma Laoer's reaction that the knife was indeed powerful and it was not just his illusion.

"I remember now, this is the knife that Lin Xi sent me last night!" Ma Laoer suddenly realized, and he was wondering, when did his knife become so easy to use.

Ma Shanfeng nodded. "It might be a treasure from the capital, so it's so sharp. Don't bother with that. Come and bundle the rice for me. I can harvest it by myself."

After all, his younger brother spent half a day cutting, but it was not as effective as him swinging the sickle a few times.

"I understand, big brother." Ma Laoer quickly put the sickle on his back and began to help Ma Shanfeng bundle the rice.

However, no matter how active Ma Laoer was, he could not match Ma Shanfeng's speed in harvesting rice.

In just one morning, Ma Shanfeng managed to harvest all the rice on more than ten acres of land in Linxi.

The working time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was noon, and Lin Xi brought two large baskets of food.

There happened to be a row of large banyan trees not far from the ridge of the field, and almost all the families squatted there to eat.

The Zhao family is no exception.

Zhao Pingwei saw Ma Shanfeng coming from afar and sneered, "How about it? You can finish one acre of land in one morning. If you can't finish it later, ask me and I might be willing to help."

Ma Shanfeng said calmly, "It's not worth it."

Zhao Pingwei snorted coldly. He was being tough now, and he didn't believe they could finish it.

Lin Xi, who was not far away, walked over slowly, holding an oil-paper umbrella. "Don't bother. The rice in my field has been harvested. I'm just waiting to bundle it this afternoon."

Zhao Pingwei just thought Lin Xi was bragging.

"If you don't believe me, go to my field and see for yourself, and I'll apologize to you," said Lin Xi.

Zhao Pingwei didn't think too much and went to Linxi's field immediately.

However, as she said, the rice in all the fields had been harvested and was just waiting to be bundled.

"How is this possible!" Zhao Pingwei was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him.