Emperor Ling of Han was the last powerful emperor of the Han Dynasty, a figure who could have altered the course of history, yet he became the root cause of the empire's collapse.
Fate ha...
They were covered in sweat, their faces were flushed, and they stood there panting heavily.
Upon seeing this, Mo Shang's expression tightened immediately, and he quickly stepped forward.
"What's wrong? Is something the problem?"
One of the disciples, panting, waved his hand and said, "I... I can't push it anymore!"
Mo Shang looked down and saw two scratches on the ground, obviously caused by the wheels not turning.
"dismantle!!"
Mo Shang frowned, then immediately directed several disciples to dismantle the bottom wheels of the harvester.
Soon, the bottom wheel was removed and delivered to Mo Shang.
One of the disciples frowned and said, "Supervisor, the axle (ancient bearing) is worn out, which is why the bottom wheel can't turn!"
"But...this is already the strongest material...!"
"The harvester is under too much strain; it seems even the sturdiest oak can't withstand it!"
The disciples also discussed the matter with bitter expressions.
"Yes, this is indeed a big problem!" Mo Shang nodded solemnly.
If the bearing problem is not resolved, the harvester will certainly not be able to operate for a long time.
If things continue to get this bad, it might be better to harvest by hand.
"Let's take it outside and test the threshing machine's performance!"
Mo Shang sighed helplessly and ordered the harvester to be pulled out of the field. Then everyone surrounded the threshing machine.
This threshing machine also has two sets of gear rotation devices installed inside.
The upper part is responsible for separating the wheat ears from the stalks, and then the wheat ears are threshed by friction through several wooden boards and hard skin in the middle. Below that is a small blower.
One disciple picked up a handful of floating wheat and put it into the wooden hopper above the threshing machine, while another disciple began to turn the wooden handle on the side of the threshing machine.
"Rumble rumble rumble~!"
With a commotion coming from inside the threshing machine, the floating wheat above the wooden hopper was swallowed up.
Soon, a string of wheat grains leaked out from one of the bottom outlets, while the stalks and husks were blown out from the other outlet.