Zheng Hu held his head high, like a proud rooster.
"I knew you people relied on the gods. The gods have sent you agricultural artifacts, so keep an eye on yourself!"
In a split second, the tent flap was pulled open.
Xu Qingsheng let out a thunderous scream: "Your Highness, what is this again?"
Automatic tillers, fertilizer machines, hoes, shovels, sickles, spades, and other implements were on display.
The automatic tiller consists of a small tractor pulling ten plow blades.
The entire car body is red, with colorful paintings on it.
Its wheels are huge, and its entire body consists of only one cockpit, through which you can see the steering wheel.
The front of the vehicle features two extra-large round LED lights, enabling operation even at night.
The farming tools such as sickles and hoes are made of high-quality steel, with the upper part coated with black anti-rust material, and the blades are sharpened to a point where they can reflect a person's image.
The people of Liangcheng used to use farming tools, but not as many different kinds.
Most of them are made of bronze.
The tools bestowed by the gods, in terms of both specifications and quality, are unmatched by the craftsmen of Liangcheng.
"This, this is the god's tool for tilling the land?"
"My goodness, I doubt anyone in the entire Liangcheng knows how to use this thing."
"Look at the blades on the back of it, each one weighs several hundred pounds. How many horses would it take to pull it?"
Some people picked up the sickle and hoe, weighed them in their hands, and couldn't stop smiling.
“I used to envy Huo Jiajun, but now we farmers can also own high-quality steel tools.”
"Could it be that the fine steel there is very cheap? Is everything made of fine steel?"
"Bullshit! High-quality steel is something everyone wants here!"
"Yes, yes, with these farming tools, how can we not grow crops?"
Qin Yuezhao stepped forward and knocked on the front of the tiller.
The car body and glass, made of high-quality steel, produce a crisp and pleasant sound.
She smiled and looked at Zheng Hu.
"Don't just look at it, let me show you how to operate it too."
Zheng Hu hurriedly took the tablet and played it for the civilians and soldiers.
The person in the video is wearing a bright blue suit and a yellow hat, skillfully maneuvering the steering wheel as they drive across an empty farm.
The truck rumbled through the farmland, its headlights shining like the sun, while thick smoke billowed from its rear.
Wherever they went, they turned up three or four meters of black mud from the fields.
Just like manual farming, but this tiller is faster and tills the land more thoroughly.
The video also details the model, name, and components of these machines.
It also records how they are started, run, operated, and shut down.
It even explains how to refuel, charge, clean, and repair these devices.
After the people understood how to operate the system, they started chattering away.
"So, this tiller doesn't need to be pushed by manpower or pulled by horses. You just need to sit inside and it can cultivate more than ten acres of land in a day?!"
"My goodness! I always thought General Huo's armored vehicles were impressive enough, but I never imagined that the farming machines created by the gods could be so ingenious. The gods are so clever!"
"Me too! I thought that if I ever saw explosives, searchlights, armored vehicles, and airplanes in my lifetime, I would have lived a worthwhile life. But I never expected this..."
"And this long bridge-shaped thing, can it mix horse manure and cow and sheep manure together to make compound fertilizer? Gods, gods, even the way you fertilize vegetables is so ingenious, we can only look up to you!"
"Yes, the gods are truly amazing. They not only sent us supplies, but also taught us what it means to be narrow-minded and ignorant."
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