"So what's still missing?"
Qin Qinghuai shrugged.
It should be said that with only a tractor and a threshing machine, that's already quite good; it saves a lot of effort compared to doing everything by hand.
Qin Yi accompanied them again, taking turns driving with Qin Qinghuai. When they arrived in the county town, it was still early, so they parked the car by the roadside, ate at a state-run restaurant, bought some odds and ends at the supply and marketing cooperative, and then went to the station with their bags.
First, I went to the trucking company to pick up the threshing machine that had been shipped back. Coincidentally, the driver was someone I knew.
"Hey, girl? Is that really you? Don't you recognize me?"
"you?"
I simply felt that it looked vaguely familiar, but my reaction time was a bit slow.
"Iron pot, Public Security Bureau, Cheng Yuanshan, do you remember?"
"Oh, you're that driver from back then? What are you doing here?"
It was Jian Dan, who had only been in the countryside for a short time at the time, and who had saved Cheng Yuanshan's mother. The driver Cheng Yuanshan had then used to help buy the iron pot also laughed heartily upon hearing this.
"Hey girl, just call me Brother Li. Aren't you from Xiangyang Commune? What brings you here?"
As he spoke, his gaze towards the two men became wary. Qin Qinghuai's gaze towards him was also wary and unfriendly, radiating a murderous aura.
"You know these two people?"
He simply smiled.
“Brother Li, this is my wife. Don’t worry, did you help bring the threshing machine back? We’re here to take it back.”
"ah!"
He glanced at it a few more times before lifting the tarpaulin off the vehicle.
"These ten behind you are all yours,"
Without saying a word, Qin Yi rushed up in two steps.
After finishing, looking at the tarpaulin that hadn't been covered yet, I casually asked a question.
"Brother Li, what are you carrying in the back? It looks like it's blocking the way."
Brother Li's mouth immediately fell down.
"Don't even mention it. Last year, our factory director went away for three months of training, and the deputy director brought back this thing that the factory made, which he called a harvester. Now, he wants us to go around selling it. I've been driving around with this thing for months, all over the south, and I haven't sold a single one. I've brought it all back in its original state."
"Harvester?"
Jian Dan exchanged a glance with Qin Qinghuai, then continued to ask calmly.
"Brother Li, do you know anything about harvesters? What do they harvest? Are they easy to use?"
"What's there to know or not know? I've been talking about it so much these past few months that my lips are practically worn out."
"To be honest, this thing is great for harvesting. It has several blade holders of different heights, all adjustable. It can handle tall corn and sorghum, as well as short rice and wheat. Even potatoes can be harvested by replacing the blades with a deep tiller."
He hesitated for two seconds.
"It's too fuel-consuming and expensive. It requires a tractor locomotive to pull it from the front and a trailer to carry it from the back. In the places I've been, either there are no tractors, so they can't afford these things, or there are only one or two tractors in a commune. As soon as they hear about these things, they think, 'Goodness, they're more precious than tractors. And they can only harvest,' so no one wants to do it."
At that time, tractors were almost all-purpose machines. They could plow fields in the spring, haul goods in the autumn, and carry people and goods at other times. Their status in the hearts of farmers was truly unique.
However, Qin Qinghuai and the others were overjoyed to hear this, and Jian Dan was also shocked. So, someone had already invented a harvester at this time?
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