Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

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This time, Master Taishan, who came to Gushan in the future, drove the car in person. Although Wan Feng was not flattered, he also expressed his sincerity. The two packs of tinfoil Jiang Fan represented his sincerity when he came.

Jiang Fan wrapped in tinfoil costs more than 40 cents a box. Its most dazzling part is that the inner packaging is not the brown moisture-proof paper like most cigarettes, but silvery tinfoil.

That alone takes it up a notch.

So far, Wan Feng has not smoked a pack of cigarettes himself, but the cigarettes of various grades that he handed out are probably more than ten.

Luan Changyuan is not good at words, he speaks very little, and he and Wan Feng have never spoken more than twenty sentences.

These words were almost all said when he was experimenting with the peeling machine.

Wan Feng didn't understand. How could a quiet, calm and honest man have a daughter who dared to go to heaven?

According to the principle of genetics, children always inherit the genes of their parents in terms of appearance, personality and physical fitness, but what kind of genes does Luan Feng inherit from her father?

taciturn? This is impossible.

Safe and honest? This is even more unreliable.

Could it be that Luan Feng's blood was impure, like a walker?

If it wasn't for the genetic mutation, then Luan Feng's mother was a romantic figure when she was young.

Have you never heard of the scandal about Luan Feng's old lady?

Wan Feng will not stop guessing whether the future mother-in-law had an affair when she was young just because Luan Feng is his future wife.

If Luan Changyuan knew about the current mental activities of his future son-in-law, he wondered if he would be whipped to take a bath in the autumn water of Yina River.

Out of Heyan Village is the orchard of Heyan Village, and the apples in the orchard will soon be harvested. Except for Guoguang, there is no red Fuji or Jonagold in Weijin.

At that time, Red Fuji didn't know where the whirlwind was blowing.

Guoguang apples can still be seen in later generations, but Weijin apples have never been seen. Is it extinct?

The sharp-eyed Wan Feng saw a tree of Marshal Huang, on which a lot of apples were dripping.

Among the apples, Wan Feng's favorite is Marshal Huang, but it's a pity that this kind of apple is rare in later generations.

If it weren't for someone watching the yard in the orchard, he might have jumped down to steal a few to taste.

The peeling machine was unloaded at the team headquarters, while the wheelchair frame was unloaded in Luan Feng's courtyard.

When unloading the truck, Luan Feng came out to help unload the truck. As a reward, she got the four-jin bag of pork.

"Greedy cat, this is for your family."

Luan Feng pinched the paper bag with her hands, and her eyes turned into crescent moons with a smile: "Will you eat here tonight?"

"Eat it tonight? You can't wait for something rotten. The day after tomorrow is August 15th."

"If you don't eat today, you can only hang it in the well, or it will be broken."

This is no longer Wan Feng's concern.

Wan Feng came to the team headquarters again after sending his own package of meat home. Zhang Hai had already come from the brick and tile factory.

As Party A, of course he has to carry out inspection and acceptance.

"Ah! You tell me that such a small machine can peel four thousand catties of corn in an hour?" Zhang Hai walked around the peeling machine.

The length of the peeling machine is less than one meter, about 80 centimeters to 90 centimeters, the height is only about 50 centimeters, and the weight is 60 to 70 kilograms. It has an inclination of about 20 degrees on the ground. like a toy.

"How big do you think this thing is? It's not a tractor."

"But it's too small."

"The big cart is big, can you peel corn?"

"You kid will argue with me. If it's not easy to return the one thousand to me, then you can break two baskets of corn and come back."

The society who was called by Zhang Hai went out with two baskets.

There is a cornfield between the back of the team headquarters of the Wahou team and a stone dam in the Yina River, so whoever came back quickly broke two baskets of corn.

When the power is connected, the peeling machine starts to spin up.

"How to use it?" Zhang Hai asked standing in front of the machine.

"Isn't there an entrance here? You can just throw the small head of the corn forward. The bigger one can throw multiple ears of corn in at the same time.

It peels faster. "

What Zhang Hai started was the single-rod peeling machine, which could only feed one ear of corn into the entrance.

"Isn't it okay to put your head forward?"

"It's okay, but the speed of going forward and peeling the corn is slow. If you don't believe me, you can try it."

Zhang Hai raised his hand and threw in an ear of corn. The corn shot out of the machine in about two seconds, and the clothes were stripped off and went out naked.

"Hey, don't say it, it's a thing, but it's impossible to pick up thousands of catties of corn?"

"Who told you to wait? It's not about picking up one thing and then throwing the next one. You just keep throwing it in. It will work as much as your hand speed."

So Zhang Hai threw corn into the machine with both hands like a butterfly wearing a flower, and he threw away a basket of corn in just over a minute.

The corn goes in from one side and comes out from the other end, and the peeled bracts are blown out from below by a fan driven by a motor.

After throwing a basket of corn, Zhang Hai felt sweat on his forehead.

"Look at your bear, you're sweating after just a basket of corn, your body is too weak, don't mess around at night."

"Go, is this what you should say as a child? Am I in a hurry to throw it away! Not bad, this thing is very good, but I don't know if I like it or not?"

"Under normal circumstances, it will not be fast, but the rubber roller inside is a few pieces that are often worn out, and it needs to be replaced every tens of thousands of catties of corn. Xiao Dexiang has already prepared two of them, and I guess they will be enough for this year."

The peeling machine has been accepted.

"The tractor lent to us by the commune will arrive tomorrow, can Xiao Jun pick it up?"

Wan Feng shook his head: "Not yet, he has no problem running empty cars now, but I think he still needs to hone his skills when running heavy loads, at least one month."

"Then let him drive the tractor to harvest the mountains first, pull some corn, sweet potatoes, soybeans, etc., practice his hands, and let him deliver bricks when the mountains are harvested."

This was originally Wan Feng's design, and this matter was put aside.

"Captain, after the 15th of August, we will close the mountain, and the whole team should get busy. Do you think it's appropriate for the accountant to stay in the brick and tile factory? The team headquarters needs someone to sit in charge."

Zhang Hai rolled his eyes at Wan Feng: "What do you want to say, kid?"

"I think the brick and tile factory and the team are two parallel work units and should not be confused. Moreover, the accountant has limited energy when he is old. We have to consider his health."

"Stop making turns, fart as soon as you have one."

"Hey, my grandfather doesn't want to work in the orchard anymore. It's too far away from home and it's inconvenient to go back and forth. I think the location of the brick and tile factory is very suitable for him. He also works in the orchard, which is a seamless connection."

Zhang Hai smiled: "I knew you didn't have good intentions, boy. In fact, when I was the captain, I went to your grandfather and wanted him to be an accountant, but he didn't want to come back at that time."

Isn't this nonsense, what did Wa Hou Ji Mao not come back at that time?

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