“I’m strong,” Shen Mu Ning said sincerely once again.

Gu Xiangyang was silent for a moment, which was rare. Well, it seemed that this was the only reason why Shen Mu Ning was so capable.

Gu Xiangyang's mind raced, and he tentatively asked, "Shen Zhiqing, you said you're strong, why don't you carry the corn?"

If Shen Mu Ning really has that much strength, then only physical labor can truly demonstrate her value.

Shen Mu Ning looked bewildered. "Can I go carry corn?"

Although Shen Mu Ning felt from the beginning that she had the physical strength, that advantage could be fully demonstrated in physical labor.

However, she had never seen a woman do the work that men do, so she didn't expect to be able to do it.

Now the squad leader is saying that he can do physical labor, which is exactly what he's good at.

"Of course, you have such great strength, you can't waste it on such trivial matters."

Gu Xiangyang knew that Shen Mu Ning hesitated because there was no precedent for this before, but there was no precedent for Shen Mu Ning before either.

"Okay, then I'll carry the corn." Shen Mu Ning was already annoyed by the corn leaves constantly scratching her skin as she walked through the cornfield.

Shen Mu Ning happily accepted the large baskets—the tools of the strong laborers—and began her journey to astonish everyone once again.

Ever since Shen Mu Ning started carrying corn, it takes four or five quick and efficient people to keep up with her pace.

It would take a strong laborer at least 30 to 40 minutes to go back and forth between the drying ground and the field, but Shen Mu Ning only needs 20 minutes.

Shen Mu Ning originally thought that the large basket could hold too little corn, only 150 jin.

But that was all the baskets the brigade had that big, so Zhen Mu Ning couldn't carry more at once.

Then they could only honestly carry less than half the amount of corn they could handle and make several trips to earn more work points.