This thing has some technical content, but not much.
Just hold the steering wheel and press hard.
The potato leaves are collected first, and then the potato harvester rolls in front. The loose ground is turned over by the machine, and the potatoes under the ground are turned out and sent to the surface of the land by the machine. Others pick up potatoes with bags.
Mu Mingqian took a sip of water and said to Xu Qingzhi, "There are fully automatic machines for harvesting potatoes, which are better than this semi-automatic one."
Xu Qingzhi: "I asked, maybe they don't grow potatoes in Meicheng, so they don't have any here, only this semi-automatic one."
"Yeah, that kind of fully automatic machine can harvest 30,000 kilograms in an hour." Mu Mingqian wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his hand holding the water cup was still numb.
Xu Qingzhi could still produce 50,000 to 60,000 kilograms of potatoes from these acres of potato fields.
If you calculate it this way, it would only take two hours to do it using a fully automatic machine, but it's a pity that you can't rent one.
Xu Qingzhi asked: "How long will it take to make a small potato harvester like this?"
"Don't worry if you leave it to me. With so many people, we can finish it in tomorrow or another day at most." Mu Mingqian raised his head.
Xu Qingzhi nodded: "Brother Qian, I believe you."
Verbal encouragement is easy and only takes a sentence or two.
Mu Mingqian felt that his numb and sore arms were functioning again!
The two were chatting when Aaron came over with his cell phone.
"Boss, the people in the live broadcast room asked you when these potatoes will be sold?"
Xu Qingzhi glanced at the comments in the live broadcast room quickly.
[Boss, serve the potatoes.]
[Potatoes, potatoes, buy a sack at a time, boss, give me more, don't limit the purchase to too little. ]
[Is this potato delicious? ]
[Is this a floury potato or a crispy potato? ]
[Please, boss, please hurry up. The potatoes are already being harvested. Why haven't you sent them up yet? ]
Xu Qingzhi looked at the dozen or so people picking potatoes in the field. These tens of thousands of kilograms of potatoes would be difficult to handle with just the few people in the family. These potatoes could not be kept.
“I’ll be in later.”
Xu Qingzhi was always a man of action. He took out his cell phone and took a photo of the basket of potatoes that A Long was carrying. He logged into the online shopping mall with his cell phone and ordered 10,000 kilograms of potatoes.
Each portion is 10 kilograms, and the purchase limit is two.
After writing the product details, I clicked to put it on the shelves.
He said to the live studio: "It's on."
Long before Xu Qingzhi said he would go online later, everyone had been waiting in Fuwang Farm's online store, refreshing the page non-stop.
As soon as the potatoes came out, I placed the order without even taking a closer look.
Those who watched the live broadcast and got the news can now be said to have been the first to get in on the action.
Someone shared it in the live broadcast room and I grabbed it.
Some vegetable lovers also posted screenshots of their orders in the vegetable selling group.
"Go quickly, there are only a thousand copies."
"Ahhhh, when will the boss serve the potatoes?"
"Angry, I was too slow and didn't get it!"
“When I clicked in to see, there were only ten left, but when I clicked to order, it said they were sold out.”
"How could the boss secretly serve potatoes? That's too much."
"How do you do it? You always know when the boss serves the food first. Is there some inside story?"
"The boss didn't sneak in. He said it in the live broadcast room."
"Live broadcast room? The boss is starting a live broadcast?"
"They are at Fuwang Farm, helping the boss harvest potatoes."
"Who is this Aaron?"
"He is a cook who can cook a lot of delicious food. He is quite famous abroad, but not many people know him in China. He has many fans on Bluebird, but not many fans on Yunqi Live."
Everyone clicked into the live broadcast room, and the number of people online, which originally numbered only two or three hundred, suddenly increased to six or seven hundred.
Moreover, more and more people are coming in.
Fuwang Farm put up a wave of potatoes, and in less than ten minutes, the number of people in the live broadcast room soared to 40,000.
Aaron joked to himself: "There are more people watching than I have fans."
[Hahaha, let me check out my potatoes. Thanks for the hard work, host.]
[Who would have thought that before I could eat corn broken by my daddy himself, and now I can eat potatoes peeled by the chef. ]
[Fuwang Farm and the International Chef God actually know each other. What kind of dream linkage is this? 】
[This Fuwang Farm is a scam. They haven't grown vegetables for a long time. They are afraid that they can't sell the vegetables, so they do this. ]
[Every day I see people online complaining about this farm’s high vegetable prices and its numerous trolls. Every time they sell vegetables, I never see any vegetables. Who is snatching them all?]
[Are the vegetables at Fuwang Farm really delicious? I’ve never been able to get one. ]
[It's not delicious. The vegetables at Fuwang Farm are not delicious. Please don't buy them. Please, the competition is too fierce. I can't buy any of the ones I want. ]
[I didn't get any potatoes, will the boss still serve the dishes? 】
The comments were too fast, most of them were about Fuwang Farm, and Aaron had no way to answer them. With such overwhelming wealth and traffic, he couldn't just sit there and say nothing, so he just took advantage of the camera to pick up potatoes and promote the variety show he was about to participate in.
"The variety show we are about to record is "Peak Kitchen", which is on EeE Video. If you are interested, you can pay attention to it later."
Fuwang Farm has its own traffic, and soon the number of online viewers in the live broadcast room exceeded 100,000.
Aaron saw that everyone was asking about farm-related matters in the barrage, and was about to go talk to the boss again, but when he turned around, he couldn't see anyone.
Xu Qingzhi strolled around the field, and since her mother was there, she left.
I went with her father to see the approximate location of the factory and confirmed it.
Xia Liannan had just finished feeding the pigs and cleaning the pigsty.
"Qingzhi, you can collect honey in a few days."
Xu Qingzhi didn't even realize that he was raising bees, so he said, "Okay, I'll buy some glass jars in advance."
Xu Qingzhi took out his cell phone and ordered a batch of glass jars from a store he often bought online.
On the way back, I met Aunt Zhou who had just finished feeding the chickens and ducks.
Aunt Zhou frowned and said when she saw Qingzhi, "Qingzhi, there is one chicken missing."
Although there are hundreds of chickens and ducks, Aunt Zhou has developed a habit of counting them every time she feeds them.
These chickens and ducks cannot be caged. Chickens that have not had their feathers clipped can fly very high and can even fly down from a high slope.
Often one or two chickens escape from the jail and have to be caught by humans.
Xu Qingzhi: "It may have flown away. We will look for it when the time comes."
Aunt Zhou said worriedly, "No, this time I found a few tufts of chicken feathers by the fence, and I think we've been robbed."
Not only are there surveillance cameras here, but if someone comes to steal, Xu Qingzhi's mental power can also sense it, and it is impossible for the two little ones not to have noticed the outsider.
"Let's look for it first."
There are hundreds of chickens and ducks, so if one or two are lost, she wouldn't take it seriously.
The chicks hatched in the space have grown up a little, and they can be moved out when the weather gets warmer.
I can’t finish it. I can’t finish it at all.