"We've been doing this in previous years. Just plowing the land requires several passes, which takes several days. Once you get used to it, it'll be fine!"
It takes so long to plow the land!
Although both spring plowing and autumn harvest are important, autumn harvest must be rushed. At that time, everyone was afraid that the grain would be wet by rain, so they all rushed to harvest!
Spring plowing is not so rushed. After all, only one crop of grain needs to be planted a year in the Northeast, so the time planning is not so urgent. Just plant the seeds after the beginning of spring.
The most important thing is that as long as you work for a day, you will be given a day's work points, and during spring plowing, the full work points counted are 10. Where can you find such a good thing?
So everyone is happy to take their time and slack off!
The people from the commune were only here to guide the villagers in spring plowing. They only had to complete their tasks. The final grain harvest in the village had nothing to do with them!
If they apply to use a tractor in order to improve the efficiency of plowing, and if the tractor breaks down during the process, they don't want to take any responsibility at all!
As the saying goes, "The more you do, the more mistakes you make; the less you do, the fewer mistakes you make; and if you do nothing, no mistakes are made." It is better to do less than more, so generally speaking, people in these communes do not advocate the use of tractors and other agricultural machinery!
Many of the parts needed for these machines cannot be produced domestically and many need to be imported from abroad.
If one or two machines really break down, how will they be able to apply for the necessary spare parts in such a remote village?
It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on others.
Instead of counting on the day when the higher-ups will approve the parts they need, they might as well rely solely on manpower!
Anyway, the last thing we lack here is people. If this one doesn’t work, then that one will take over!
Isn’t it just plowing the land?
How difficult can it be?
Xu Nanxing didn't argue anymore. Since everyone was in no hurry and was willing to take their time, there was no need for her to say anything more.
She just has a different view on the value of time.
She felt that time was very important. Plowing the land could be completed in one day, and taking several days to complete it was a waste of time!
But they think wasting time is a good thing as it can help them earn more work points!
The people in the commune didn't have any bad intentions, they just had the mindset of old farmers. They were reluctant to use the tools at home and were only willing to use manpower.
The pattern is too small!
Xu Nanxing was just thinking that Hong Kong was about to enter the electronic age and would soon become the leader of the Four Asian Tigers. It would also establish the Hong Kong Stock Exchange and officially become the financial center of Asia!
Household electronic appliances such as televisions, refrigerators, and cars will also become popular, but people in Shanghe Village don’t even have electric lights!
And today we were still arguing about whether or not to use the tractor!
Xu Nanxing felt indescribable feeling in his heart!
Seeing that the dispute here was resolved, the other educated youth also dispersed and continued to pick wild vegetables.
The man plowing the field in front also gritted his teeth and smashed the ice on the ground with all his strength!
At this moment, a "boom, boom" sound came from the distance, and everyone stopped what they were doing and looked towards the source of the sound.
That’s a tractor!
And there are 3 tractors!
Everyone widened their eyes and looked over there in disbelief!
Xu Nanxing was also surprised. Wasn’t it said that tractors were not allowed?
The man from the commune was also surprised, and then his face turned dark. He had just refuted these educated youths, and now someone drove a tractor out. Isn't this a slap in his face?
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