The golden rice looks like golden waves surging in the breeze.
The rice grown in Zhiyi City is dry rice, so there is no need to release water in advance before it can be harvested.
Just as Yang Jin was gathering his men and ready to harvest rice at any time, he was told to be responsible for drying the rice in Zhiyi City.
Yang Jin was confused and left the city with a small group of people.
As soon as he rode to the rice field, he saw a big tent and a huge curtain.
Jiang Zhenyu sat under the curtain, holding a cake in her hand. Next to her was a low table with a pot of tea on it.
Enjoying tea leisurely.
Yang Jin dismounted from his horse and walked quickly toward the curtain.
"Miss Jiang, may I ask where His Highness is?"
Lu Chen gave a piece of cake to Yang Jin and pointed to the big cart on the side of the road.
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"General Shen is in charge of harvesting the rice, and Your Highness is instructing him."
Yang Jin didn't take the cake, and was a little speechless: "You kid, His Highness is still busy, how come you have the mind to drink tea and eat cakes?"
Jiang Zhenyu took a bite of the pastry, and couldn't swallow it or spit it out. He just stared at Yang Jin.
When Yang Jin finally reacted, he wanted to slap himself in the face.
He quickly explained: "Miss Jiang, I'm not talking about you. Don't be offended."
Jiang Zhenyu understood what he meant and handed a piece of cake to Yang Jin.
She said, "It's useless for us to go. We can't help much."
Lu Chen muttered, "His Highness just sent us over here to eat, so we won't make trouble."
"These things were prepared under His Highness' orders."
Yang Jin: “…”
Soon, the large truck in the distance started moving.
When Yang Jin saw the cart driving into the rice field, sweat broke out on his forehead.
He ran towards the rice fields at lightning speed.
"You little bastard, that's a rice field! Food!"
"You can't drive in!"
Jiang Zhenyu patted Lu Chen on the back.
Lu Chen immediately understood and took two bottles of water before leaving.
Three people rushed over, and just as Yang Jin was about to go down to the field to stop them, he was grabbed by the back of the neck and almost strangled to death.
"who!"
Yang Jin turned around and saw the person clearly, his face froze.
“…Your Highness.”
Yang Jin was almost crying: "Hurry up and stop the car! That's all food!"
Xiao Jingzhou let go of his neck: "Can you take a closer look?"
Yang Jin glanced towards the field, fearing that he was dazzled, so he rubbed his eyes and looked again.
After making sure that he was not dazzled, a smile began to appear on his face.
He asked, “How did you do that?”
The carts in the field kept moving forward, but the rice stalks remained where they were. If you didn't look closely, you would really think that the rice fields were being destroyed.
Yang Jin walked quickly down to the field. After a few steps, he was surprised to find that the mature rice was nowhere to be seen and only rice seedlings were left.
"There are such magical things in the world!"
Yang Jin pulled out a rice seedling and walked quickly to Xiao Jingzhou.
He said, "Your Highness, look!"
Xiao Jingzhou took the rice seedlings and checked the size of the harvested rice.
He said: "It still needs some adjustments."
Jiang Zhenyu took over the conversation: "The terrain is flat, so it is much easier to harvest. If we raise it a little higher, we can harvest fewer rice seedlings, which will also make it easier to dry them later."
Xiao Jingzhou looked up at the sky: "The stars were bright last night, and today is a sunny day, so it shouldn't rain."
Jiang Zhenyu nodded: "Drying and drying, two-pronged approach, saves time."
Yang Jin was completely confused.
Xiao Jingzhou whispered in Jiang Zhenyu's ear: "It's too hot here, why don't you go hide?"
Jiang Zhenyu shook his head: "It's too far, I don't want to move."
Xiao Jingzhou smiled helplessly and instantly produced an umbrella to shade Jiang Zhenyu from the sun.
Soon, the harvester's compartment was full.
Shen Lan drove the harvester back.
When the people heard that there was an iron lump that could help them harvest rice by themselves, they excitedly flocked to the rice fields, wanting to see it for themselves.
Whether they were people who had farmed before or those who had never worked in the fields, they were all dumbfounded when they saw the rice coming out of the "long nose" of the harvester.
"Not only can this thing cut itself, it can also spit itself out."
"I just got here. How long will it take to fill this iron lump?"
"I just got here not long ago, and I don't understand what's going on yet."
"Let's take another look."
People have a new understanding of harvesters, and one person can harvest a large area of land.
Soon the people were dispersed and not allowed to stand in the road.
Not only the vehicles transporting grain need to be driven back.
More importantly, there were more than a dozen harvesters behind, driving out of the city, forming a beautiful landscape.
More than a dozen harvesters went into the fields. Fortunately, the route planned by Zheng Shuyu was reasonable and the implementation was very smooth.
Jiang Zhenyu said: "When they become proficient, let them use harvesters and grain trucks to go to the fields together."
This way, there is no need to use a harvester to transport grain out of the field and into a grain truck, which can also save time.
Xiao Jingzhou said: "Yes, everything will be back on track and get better and better."
At this moment, Xiao Jingzhou was also very excited.
He looked at Jiang Zhenyu: "Yu'er, this is the first good harvest in Zhiyi City."
Xiao Jingzhou pointed to the golden fields and said, "You contributed to this!"
"With these grains, the people of Zhiyi City will not go hungry."
"When the wheat matures and is harvested, there will be plenty of surplus food."
"Lord Zheng dredged the north-south river and then leveled the land of Dajing and planted crops all over it.
After planting for three to five years, the people of Dajing will be able to have enough food and drink.
No more suffering from famine. ”
Jiang Zhenyu smiled and said, "Xiao Jingzhou, I believe you can do it."
"This is not only a grand scene that an emperor wants, but also a good life that ordinary people want."
As the sun sets, the two figures are stretched out.
Shen Lan was busy all day and didn't feel any back pain at all.
He ate his dinner in a hurry and rushed to the drying factory.
The equipment sent by Jiang Zhenyu includes not only electricity-powered equipment but also gas-powered equipment.
Zhiyi City has generators and leftover diesel from making Molotov cocktails.
It comes in handy now.
The rice transported back to the city is put into the dryer batch by batch.
Shen Lan looked up at the dryer, her eyes filled with joy and excitement.
Xiao Jingzhou and Jiang Zhenyu also came to the drying factory to check the drying situation.
The first batch of rice that entered the city has been dried and is now being packaged.
All the bags of uneaten rice were collected, waiting for this day.
Jiang Zhenyu looked at the packers and found that they didn't know how to use the manual packing gun.
She walked quickly forward, put the string in, and asked someone to close the bag.
She held the baling machine, sewing and cutting the thread in one go.
Shen Lan exclaimed that it was amazing.
Xiao Jingzhou couldn't suppress the smile on his face.
Jiang Zhenyu returned the manual baling machine to the man who was packing the items.
She said, "Don't worry about damaging the machine. It's not that fragile."
“Besides, you can’t hesitate when packing, otherwise it will easily get stuck.”
The man saw that Jiang Zhenyu was nervous. If he hadn't been ordered by his superiors, he would have immediately knelt down and listened to the instructions.
The man was a little embarrassed: "You are too good. It may take me some time to learn."
Jiang Zhenyu said: "Practice more, practice makes perfect."
"You see I'm so skilled because I've done it before."
Everyone was a little surprised to hear her words.
Xiao Jingzhou approached her and asked in a low voice: "When?"
Why didn't he remember that she could do hard labor?
Jiang Zhenyu leaned close to Xiao Jingzhou's ear and covered his mouth with his hand to prevent the man from hearing.
She whispered, "It's my first time doing this too. I'm afraid he'll think he's stupid and feel inferior to me."
"A white lie, understand?"
Xiao Jingzhou no longer cared whether he understood or not.
Jiang Zhenyu's breath blew into his ears.
Half of his body felt numb.
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