While the two factories of Xiaojing Brigade were in full production, the brigade also ushered in a bumper harvest.
The early rice harvest season is in July. The weather is very hot. When you go out at noon, you feel like you are being roasted.
Walking from home to the processing plant, passing by a large rice field, Jiang Wanyue saw that the villagers were all beaming with joy at the harvest.
"Wan Yue, hybrid rice is really special." Song Dahai smiled with wrinkles all over his face. He rubbed a handful of rice grains from the rice ears, "Look, the grains are so full and fragrant. Holding them in my hand, they are much heavier than the rice of previous years. I know without weighing them that the yield per mu is at least 600 kilograms. Just like you said before, everyone in our team can eat white rice!"
Jiang Wanyue imitated him, rubbed a grain of rice and put it into her mouth. She tasted the fragrance of rice and felt a joy spreading from the tip of her tongue to her heart.
She smiled and said, "We have harvesters this year, so we don't have to work so hard. Let's find a good day and start harvesting."
Song Dahai nodded vigorously.
For things in the commune, people usually drew lots to decide who would use them first. But since this harvester was bought with money from their brigade's factory, their Xiaojing brigade would naturally be the first to use it, and the others would draw lots to get in line.
In the past, school-age children would have to go home during holidays to help at such times, but with the harvester, this is no longer necessary.
The big truck rumbled into the fields from the village road, and countless people stood on the ridges to watch the fun.
"Look, this is the harvester."
"Can this thing really replace people in harvesting rice? It doesn't seem realistic."
"You can tell by looking at it. The harvester has started working. Look, a large area of land has been harvested."
"Hey, why did you vomit again!"
"There are no more grains left after spitting out. They all went to the back carriage!"
"Oh my god, this is amazing! We don't even need a thresher!"
“…”
The villagers were all stunned.
Jiang Wanyue was also watching the fun. It turned out that this was a combine harvester.
While harvesting the rice, a machine is used to separate the grains from the straw, and then the rice is transported to the rear carriage via a conveyor belt.
In the carriage, villagers were responsible for putting rice into snakeskin bags, throwing away the harvester, and clearing the space...
Of course, harvesters are not omnipotent. There are some corners and edges that cannot be taken care of, and manpower is still needed to solve the problem.
While people can harvest about one and a half acres of rice a day, this large combine harvester can complete about eighty acres.
Xiaojing Brigade has a total of 1,800 acres of rice. It is not realistic to rely solely on harvesters, and other brigades are still waiting. Song Dahai organized the villagers and the harvesters to start working at the same time.
It took three days to complete the harvest of early rice in Xiaojing Brigade.
Then they started threshing and drying the rice without stopping.
One question on everyone's mind is how much production there will be.
After everything was settled, the commune arranged for people from the grain station to come and weigh the grain publicly. All the living people in the village came to watch.
Assistant Liu and a group of researchers stood by very nervously. This was a question of whether the people of the whole country could have enough food, and they were very concerned about the result.
The largest scale was pushed over, and the grain was loaded onto the bags one by one, with the staff recording the data.
More than a thousand acres of land produced a lot of grain. Weighing the weight was not an easy task and it took a long time.
Last year, the early rice yield per mu of Xiaojing Brigade was 380 kilograms, which is considered above average in this era.
The people watching were all farmers, and they had some knowledge about rice production, and they were discussing it in low voices.
"The rice this year is particularly full, with many grains on one ear. The yield per mu must be more than 400 kilograms."
"Four hundred kilograms is too conservative. I think it's about four hundred and eighty kilograms."
"Good fellow, you really dare to think that if the yield per mu is so high, we will get dozens more kilograms of grain this year."
"A few dozen kilograms of rice can be exchanged for a lot of sweet potatoes and black noodles. You can eat whatever you want."
"Doesn't your wife work in a bamboo weaving factory, earning 18 yuan a month? Why do you still eat sweet potato noodles?"
"Look at what you said. No one's money comes from the wind. If you have money, you should save it to build a new house for your son. How can you be so talkative?"
“…”
Amidst everyone's chat, the data finally came out.
The commune accountant looked up and shouted in disbelief: "The total output of early rice in Xiaojing Brigade is 1,461,600 kilograms!"
The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and then a huge discussion broke out.
"Oh my god, over a million kilograms!"
"I remember that last year our brigade only produced more than 600,000 kilograms of early rice!"
"Oh my god, it has doubled, it really has doubled, come on, someone can calculate the yield per mu!"
Without waiting for the villagers to figure out the answer, the accountant of the commune announced loudly: "The yield of early rice per mu in Xiaojing Brigade is 812 kilograms!"
Jiang Wanyue was shocked.
Eight hundred and twelve kilograms! This number will definitely shock people both at home and abroad!
Assistant Liu and several researchers cried with joy and hugged each other in tears.
When they were in the laboratory, when all data were perfect, the yield per mu was only more than 800 kilograms.
Unexpectedly, the experimental field could also reach this number.
That’s great, it’s really great. Practice has proved that the hybrid rice developed by the professor can indeed feed all Chinese people.
They did what foreigners didn't do!
"Assistant Liu, did you hear that? The yield per mu is over 800 kilograms!" Song Dahai came over with red eyes. "Thank you to the country, thank you to the government, thank you to the researchers for their hard work. On behalf of the Xiaojing Brigade, thank you!"
"No, we are mutual. Without your team's pioneering spirit, there would be no success of the hybrid rice experimental field!" Assistant Liu wiped away tears. "I will report this data to the provincial government. There is still late rice to be planted this year. I hope that more areas can plant hybrid rice in the second half of the year!"
Jiang Wanyue said, "When will Assistant Liu leave? I'll ask the truck driver to take you to the provincial capital."
Assistant Liu waved his hands: "No need, we'll take the bus..."
"Assistant Liu, why are you being so polite to me?" Jiang Wanyue insisted, "You are doing great things for the people, and we the people have an obligation to support you. It's faster to take a truck. We have to let the province know the news as soon as possible."
Assistant Liu then stopped refusing.
That evening, Assistant Liu set off in a truck, while other researchers stayed in Xiaojing Brigade to continue collecting and organizing data from various aspects.
Everyone in the village was extremely happy and talked about this matter wherever they went.
While we are happy, we still have to continue working. After the early rice is harvested, the late rice must be planted immediately. If we want to plant hybrid rice this time, we have to wait for the rice seeds to be shipped over from the province.
The next morning, someone from the county’s Agriculture Bureau came.
It was Secretary Ning from the county and the director of the Agricultural Bureau, who brought a group of staff to Xiaojing Brigade to inspect the specific situation of hybrid rice.
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