Chapter 732
Chapter 732 fog without solution, when the summer harvest is in progress
Several magical plants from tree man territory.
Before leaving the territory and entering the Wanli mountain, Su Mo not only cultivated several plants in the greenhouse and on the top of the fruit tree, but also handed over all the remaining seeds to Su Chan for safekeeping.
According to the plan, if he can't come back on time, Su Chan will plant these seeds in batches after the end of winter.
In this way, we can maximize the development of the territory at the initial stage.
However, heaven failed.
Eight years later, these magical plants were not seen by SUMO, and there was no circulation of similar items on the market.
At first, he thought it was caused by the terrible earthquake in the fourth year of the wasteland.
But now, sumo understands.
The fog that lasted for half a year, let alone his absence, even in, it was difficult to protect these plants.
There is no sunlight all day long. Even if it is supplemented by artificial light every day, the environmental changes brought by fog are enough to kill all fragile magical plants.
"Maybe this is the reason why the tree man died?"
The group of tree people, who were rooted beside the territory and could be called invincible by powerful plants, had no news eight years later.
After reading a full page of Zheng Shiguang's description of the harm of fog, Su Mo had some speculation in his heart.
All kinds of disasters given by the game really refresh human cognition of disasters again and again.
Unlike direct changes in the sky, it is not a physical disaster that will kill people.
Such a persistent climate is like a chronic poison. The longer it lasts, the more deadly it becomes.
Until the end of reading, Su Mo could hardly imagine that as long as two people were separated by four or five steps, they could not see each other's horror scene.
"The thick fog is like a substantial white wall, sealing everyone in an independent space."
"Being in it, I felt as if I had fallen into the vast ocean of water mist, and I couldn't live in panic."
"Although the game only calls it a buffer disaster, I would like to call it the" destructive power it brings. "
"White death!"
After reading the summary of Zheng Shiguang's last paragraph word by word, Su Mo closed his eyes and rubbed his swollen temples.
On the train before, Gong Liang's description of the fog was simply a passing sentence, focusing only on the changes in the physical properties of those materials after the fog ended, as well as the human alien war that affected the whole waste soil.
As a result, sumo didn't care about the fog, just as it was an ordinary disaster.
But now it seems that the war and the fog are obviously directly related.
It is precisely because the fog gives too many territories the opportunity to secretly develop themselves, and also makes the contradiction between human beings and alien more and more intense, which leads to the end of the fog, and the alien immediately takes this opportunity to make trouble.
Gong Liang's stupid goods are directly analyzed in reverse!
"This is troublesome. In the past, I wanted to survive the disaster. I could also think of upgrading something."
"But this time"
The fog that pervades the whole sky and earth wants to completely defend.
You can only build an airtight cover, wrap everyone in it, and only move in the cover.
But in this way, you will be tied up and miss this period of good development opportunities.
"In this world, without my leadership, the territory is only in the defense mode. Although 5000 people have resisted the siege of 100000 alien nations, creating a war myth that is enough to write into the epic of human wasteland, they are still being beaten in the final analysis, completely missing this perfect expansion opportunity, resulting in various setbacks in subsequent development."
"But if I am here, and I can know these changes in advance, find out the perfect way to deal with the fog, and study how to better develop the territory."
"Didn't these 100000 aliens come to deliver vegetables?!"
Sumo doesn't pay much attention to the territory area.
But those precious resources, such as non renewable minerals, plants with different functions, and high-grade items.
The more plundered, the stronger the foundation of the territory!
With this in mind, Su Mo raised his eyebrows and continued to turn the next page.
But at this time, the game panel that has been pretending to be dead quietly emerged, blocking the text on the book.
No more, no less, just blocked the disaster of the waste soil in the past two years.
[record]: the player "sumo" can only query the current mission ruins of the future "three times" series of disasters
[record]: do not inquire about the details of the disaster in any way, otherwise it will cause irreversible effects and bear all the consequences
"Is this the limit?" Sumo sighed, no accident.
Among the rewards for entering the ruins this time, there is the right to know in advance of the next three series of disasters.
Now, after learning about the summer series of disasters, the fog series of disasters, and the physical property change series of disasters, three series.
The restrictions of the game really came out, and he was not allowed to check the disaster of the following two years of waste land.
As for the future, the waste soil can be seen in three or four years, but it is inevitable that many changes will occur in such a long time span. It is of little significance to read it. It can only be used for reference as the previous note of Ma Gu.
After putting down the historical records of wasteland disasters compiled by Zheng Shiguang, Su Mo picked up another new edition of wasteland heroes.
The author of this book is a westerner, named zachiz Bilal, from the Saint horse territory located in the northernmost part of the new world.
According to his autobiography on the first page, this book records some specific heroic deeds that can be studied.
From the first year of waste soil to the eighth year of waste soil, this book will be published again every year, adding new stories.
Once there is a legendary story, the sales volume of this book often has a great increase, resulting in the total sales volume is still among the top.
After reading the autobiography, turn the page to the table of contents.
As before, Su Mo couldn't help but help his forehead after just looking at it a few times.
Well, he didn't expect his brilliant deeds to attract Westerners to regard him as an object of worship.
Among the top ten glorious deeds in the list, there are six, all of which are related to the things he did in the first year.
However, after reading it for a while, sumo could also understand the reason why bilar set it like this.
After all, compared with his killing God, the deeds caused by the battle between people and other races are not worth mentioning at all. They are not enemies of the same magnitude.
If you put him behind, you will feel a little proud of your predecessors.
Moreover, only his positive experience of fighting with alien gods can greatly enhance human confidence in the wasteland.
"Huo, Feng long, the boy can kill nearly 100000 dwarfs with a pit, and he is on the list of heroes, ranking 29."
"Hey, sudben is also up there, and he's still ranked eighteen?"
"Let me see, there seem to be a lot of people in Tianyuan territory above?"
Reading the whole book quickly, Su Mo only read the origin and deeds of the characters after each heroic deed, and then went straight down.
Until the end, he found that Tianyuan territory had been extremely bumpy in the past eight years.
Of the 312 heroic deeds in the whole book, 25 belong to Tianyuan territory.
Because of its geographical location, there is no natural defense barrier here, and it is easy to be attacked by foreign nations.
And these 25 deeds are basically related to fighting.
"Unfortunately, this book does not contain detailed information about the fog disaster, nor does it make it clear that the alien besieged Tianyuan territory at that time. The specific marching route was simply mentioned and then skipped."
"It seems that if I want to check more detailed information, I have to wait until later."
Su Mo nodded slightly, put the book aside, and picked up the rest of the books to read one by one.
Knowing the fog disaster, he urgently wants to find a trace of inspiration to perfect the disaster in these books, which record the deeds of predecessors.
On the way, Su Mo also found two books written by himself in Tianyuan territory.
The first person was named Wan jingnian.
The book he wrote is called "different prescriptions of waste soil", which records a large number of prescription combinations that use the unique medicinal materials of waste soil.
With these prescriptions, as long as the corresponding medicinal materials can be found and configured according to the way he described, minor diseases such as colds, fevers and diarrhea can be perfectly cured, which greatly slows down the reduction in the number of human beings caused by these common diseases.
At the same time, Su Mo was also surprised to find a prescription specifically used to relieve the poison of damp heat.
According to Wan jingnian's description, this prescription was accidentally obtained by his waste soil in late four years. After decocting the original medicinal materials in a certain proportion, it can greatly reduce the impact of moisture on the human body.
But unfortunately, since the heavy fog that year, the waste soil has not been humid and hot for such a long time, which makes his prescription useless and can only be shared with human beings in a specific environment.
The second person's name is Guozhan.
His book is called "breeding manual", and its name sounds very rustic.
However, according to its sales volume, Su Mo found that the things recorded in this book were really good.
According to local conditions, he Guozhan has completely observed the different habits of hundreds of nearly 1000 species of organisms in waste soil, and selected the species that human beings can artificially reproduce.
According to this manual compiled by him, it only takes half a year to breed, and the first litter can be delivered to the table, which greatly improves the source of human protein intake.
Anyone who is involved in breeding will basically buy this book and read it carefully.
"Wan jingnian, he Guozhan, these two people's names are so familiar that they are among the first batch of Lingmin?"
On reflection, although Su Mo felt that the two names seemed to have been heard, he did not remember them so clearly.
You can only write it down first, and then talk about others after visiting in the future.
Continue to read the rest of the books until after a rough reading of more than a dozen books, Su Mo closed the last one slightly disappointed and leaned back towards the back of the chair.
Many of these books have made detailed statements about the harm caused by the fog.
But when it comes to the solution, there is only one prescription in Wan jingnian's book, and there is no solution at all.
Including the book that records the excellent performance of human beings in every disaster, there is no detailed description of the fog.
Obviously, human beings are also at a loss to find a good response to this disaster.
"Maybe after going to the Academy of Sciences, I can ask Jianqiang them to see if they have found a way to restrain the fog?"
"No, now is not a good time to ask them. I have to wait until all the dust is settled."
"Fog."
Convergence of mind, although the disaster hail in this heritage world is coming, Su Mo's mind is all on how to solve the fog.
After the winter disaster, the summer series of disasters will usher in heavy fog in less than two months.
At that time, we have to prepare for flash floods and heavy fog. The time is very hurried.
As a lord, he must think clearly as soon as possible, and strive to convey the order as soon as he returns to the real waste land.
While Su Mo was thinking.
After eight o'clock in the evening, after the crowd gathered.
Outside Sangtian Town, it suddenly became lively.
Near the green wheat field, nearly 10000 people stood on the ridge, staring at the two black painting machines below, driving at full power, constantly rolling back and forth in the field, making a creaking cutting sound.
Before, it's not that no one has tested using a harvester to solve this harvesting problem.
However, if the fragile Xinghuo 3 wheat is harvested with an ordinary harvester, it will certainly lead to the fragmentation of the wheat hull that protects the wheat grain.
At best, one mu of land can harvest 200 Jin. If the speed is faster, it is even difficult to harvest 50 Jin.
This has led many people to forget the harvester for a long time.
"Shit, this wheat is really not broken!"
"So awesome, what kind of harvester can you even harvest spark 3?"
"Good guy, with this thing, aren't we going to lose our jobs next year?"
"What unemployment? This thing can only be harvested but not packed and threshed. We have to do the later work."
"How fast it is. Can he harvest an acre of land in a few minutes?"
Not long after, as the harvester ran over more and more places, a group of workers were surprised when they went down to the ground.
The wheat cut by the Nengshi harvester is simply tidier than that cut by hand, and it does not damage the wheat grains on the straw at all.
And in terms of this efficiency, it may take only twoorthree days, and the share belonging to Ziliang square can be easily cut off.
"It's great. After finishing the free LiangFang ticket this year, I can still go to the official side to find a way to mix it up."
"Unfortunately, my family only received a share of six mu of land in LiangFang. At this rate, we can finish cutting the day after tomorrow morning. We knew how to contact more."
"Six mu? Grass, I only have half an mu, envy!"
"There is very little land contracted out this year, right? It depends on whether the official side is willing to let some more land out. With this harvester, where can people work hard in the field?"
"Why don't you say that the government doesn't use such machines? If hundreds of machines are opened in advance, what can't be collected?"
"Yes, it's a little strange."
After studying the beautiful working posture of Nengshi harvester for a while, many people have new questions.
Before, they always thought that Tianyuan territory did not have such technology to develop machines that could harvest Xinghuo 3 wheat.
In this way, it is necessary to recruit hundreds of thousands of outsiders from outside every year for manual harvesting.
But now, there seems to be a problem.
A private Ziliang square can even have such technology. The territory official supported by the famous Tianyuan Academy of Sciences can't reasonably develop such a machine, can it?
Why do you have to cut it by hand without developing it all the time?
Is it difficult that the wheat harvested by people will be more fragrant than the machine?
With more and more wheat fields cut by the harvester, all kinds of questions began to ferment in the crowd.
The reason is very simple.
All those who are willing to join private LiangFang to make quick money are not afraid of hardship and unwilling to earn this point.
It's the plantation established by the territorial Government, and the salary is really poor.
Compared with these private LiangFang, the official plantation is often about 20 points lower.
Taking into account the food, clothing, housing and transportation that come over every year, the money earned is often consumed again, and there are few children left at all.
Many people have also asked why the treatment is so poor, but the official answer is: the labor cost is high, so we can't improve the treatment within the budget, and we can only meet it with other special rewards such as identity and materials.
But now, since we can use machines to replace most of the manual work, why do we still maintain such a traditional way?
If you can really pick up wheat behind the machine and improve the work efficiency by more than 300%, even the salary of the official plantation will be very popular.
"Hurry to work. If there are machines in the plantation, we can cancel the contract and earn more money there."
"Right, these disasters this year are too strange. If you can save more, you'd better save more."
"It's too difficult to earn enough money to buy a good identity and go ashore every year."
"I hope there will be no more moths in this summer harvest. I almost died of fear last night."
“.”
Muttering for a long time, until the bell for the start of the summer harvest officially rang at 10 o'clock, and the assembled crowd dispersed again.
As for Tianyuan territory, which is like a behemoth, they are small shrimps, and a little speech can't control the thought of the territory at all.
Only by working can they earn income and accumulate more materials.
Only by working can they have value and not be abandoned by this damn end of the world.
Of course, the simple pigeons didn't pay much attention to the fields tonight. Suddenly, there were many armed escorts, looking at them with vigilant eyes.
Just like they can never know their true value, even if the disaster has come to the eve.
Everyone still lives ignorant and happy.
Several magical plants from tree man territory.
Before leaving the territory and entering the Wanli mountain, Su Mo not only cultivated several plants in the greenhouse and on the top of the fruit tree, but also handed over all the remaining seeds to Su Chan for safekeeping.
According to the plan, if he can't come back on time, Su Chan will plant these seeds in batches after the end of winter.
In this way, we can maximize the development of the territory at the initial stage.
However, heaven failed.
Eight years later, these magical plants were not seen by SUMO, and there was no circulation of similar items on the market.
At first, he thought it was caused by the terrible earthquake in the fourth year of the wasteland.
But now, sumo understands.
The fog that lasted for half a year, let alone his absence, even in, it was difficult to protect these plants.
There is no sunlight all day long. Even if it is supplemented by artificial light every day, the environmental changes brought by fog are enough to kill all fragile magical plants.
"Maybe this is the reason why the tree man died?"
The group of tree people, who were rooted beside the territory and could be called invincible by powerful plants, had no news eight years later.
After reading a full page of Zheng Shiguang's description of the harm of fog, Su Mo had some speculation in his heart.
All kinds of disasters given by the game really refresh human cognition of disasters again and again.
Unlike direct changes in the sky, it is not a physical disaster that will kill people.
Such a persistent climate is like a chronic poison. The longer it lasts, the more deadly it becomes.
Until the end of reading, Su Mo could hardly imagine that as long as two people were separated by four or five steps, they could not see each other's horror scene.
"The thick fog is like a substantial white wall, sealing everyone in an independent space."
"Being in it, I felt as if I had fallen into the vast ocean of water mist, and I couldn't live in panic."
"Although the game only calls it a buffer disaster, I would like to call it the" destructive power it brings. "
"White death!"
After reading the summary of Zheng Shiguang's last paragraph word by word, Su Mo closed his eyes and rubbed his swollen temples.
On the train before, Gong Liang's description of the fog was simply a passing sentence, focusing only on the changes in the physical properties of those materials after the fog ended, as well as the human alien war that affected the whole waste soil.
As a result, sumo didn't care about the fog, just as it was an ordinary disaster.
But now it seems that the war and the fog are obviously directly related.
It is precisely because the fog gives too many territories the opportunity to secretly develop themselves, and also makes the contradiction between human beings and alien more and more intense, which leads to the end of the fog, and the alien immediately takes this opportunity to make trouble.
Gong Liang's stupid goods are directly analyzed in reverse!
"This is troublesome. In the past, I wanted to survive the disaster. I could also think of upgrading something."
"But this time"
The fog that pervades the whole sky and earth wants to completely defend.
You can only build an airtight cover, wrap everyone in it, and only move in the cover.
But in this way, you will be tied up and miss this period of good development opportunities.
"In this world, without my leadership, the territory is only in the defense mode. Although 5000 people have resisted the siege of 100000 alien nations, creating a war myth that is enough to write into the epic of human wasteland, they are still being beaten in the final analysis, completely missing this perfect expansion opportunity, resulting in various setbacks in subsequent development."
"But if I am here, and I can know these changes in advance, find out the perfect way to deal with the fog, and study how to better develop the territory."
"Didn't these 100000 aliens come to deliver vegetables?!"
Sumo doesn't pay much attention to the territory area.
But those precious resources, such as non renewable minerals, plants with different functions, and high-grade items.
The more plundered, the stronger the foundation of the territory!
With this in mind, Su Mo raised his eyebrows and continued to turn the next page.
But at this time, the game panel that has been pretending to be dead quietly emerged, blocking the text on the book.
No more, no less, just blocked the disaster of the waste soil in the past two years.
[record]: the player "sumo" can only query the current mission ruins of the future "three times" series of disasters
[record]: do not inquire about the details of the disaster in any way, otherwise it will cause irreversible effects and bear all the consequences
"Is this the limit?" Sumo sighed, no accident.
Among the rewards for entering the ruins this time, there is the right to know in advance of the next three series of disasters.
Now, after learning about the summer series of disasters, the fog series of disasters, and the physical property change series of disasters, three series.
The restrictions of the game really came out, and he was not allowed to check the disaster of the following two years of waste land.
As for the future, the waste soil can be seen in three or four years, but it is inevitable that many changes will occur in such a long time span. It is of little significance to read it. It can only be used for reference as the previous note of Ma Gu.
After putting down the historical records of wasteland disasters compiled by Zheng Shiguang, Su Mo picked up another new edition of wasteland heroes.
The author of this book is a westerner, named zachiz Bilal, from the Saint horse territory located in the northernmost part of the new world.
According to his autobiography on the first page, this book records some specific heroic deeds that can be studied.
From the first year of waste soil to the eighth year of waste soil, this book will be published again every year, adding new stories.
Once there is a legendary story, the sales volume of this book often has a great increase, resulting in the total sales volume is still among the top.
After reading the autobiography, turn the page to the table of contents.
As before, Su Mo couldn't help but help his forehead after just looking at it a few times.
Well, he didn't expect his brilliant deeds to attract Westerners to regard him as an object of worship.
Among the top ten glorious deeds in the list, there are six, all of which are related to the things he did in the first year.
However, after reading it for a while, sumo could also understand the reason why bilar set it like this.
After all, compared with his killing God, the deeds caused by the battle between people and other races are not worth mentioning at all. They are not enemies of the same magnitude.
If you put him behind, you will feel a little proud of your predecessors.
Moreover, only his positive experience of fighting with alien gods can greatly enhance human confidence in the wasteland.
"Huo, Feng long, the boy can kill nearly 100000 dwarfs with a pit, and he is on the list of heroes, ranking 29."
"Hey, sudben is also up there, and he's still ranked eighteen?"
"Let me see, there seem to be a lot of people in Tianyuan territory above?"
Reading the whole book quickly, Su Mo only read the origin and deeds of the characters after each heroic deed, and then went straight down.
Until the end, he found that Tianyuan territory had been extremely bumpy in the past eight years.
Of the 312 heroic deeds in the whole book, 25 belong to Tianyuan territory.
Because of its geographical location, there is no natural defense barrier here, and it is easy to be attacked by foreign nations.
And these 25 deeds are basically related to fighting.
"Unfortunately, this book does not contain detailed information about the fog disaster, nor does it make it clear that the alien besieged Tianyuan territory at that time. The specific marching route was simply mentioned and then skipped."
"It seems that if I want to check more detailed information, I have to wait until later."
Su Mo nodded slightly, put the book aside, and picked up the rest of the books to read one by one.
Knowing the fog disaster, he urgently wants to find a trace of inspiration to perfect the disaster in these books, which record the deeds of predecessors.
On the way, Su Mo also found two books written by himself in Tianyuan territory.
The first person was named Wan jingnian.
The book he wrote is called "different prescriptions of waste soil", which records a large number of prescription combinations that use the unique medicinal materials of waste soil.
With these prescriptions, as long as the corresponding medicinal materials can be found and configured according to the way he described, minor diseases such as colds, fevers and diarrhea can be perfectly cured, which greatly slows down the reduction in the number of human beings caused by these common diseases.
At the same time, Su Mo was also surprised to find a prescription specifically used to relieve the poison of damp heat.
According to Wan jingnian's description, this prescription was accidentally obtained by his waste soil in late four years. After decocting the original medicinal materials in a certain proportion, it can greatly reduce the impact of moisture on the human body.
But unfortunately, since the heavy fog that year, the waste soil has not been humid and hot for such a long time, which makes his prescription useless and can only be shared with human beings in a specific environment.
The second person's name is Guozhan.
His book is called "breeding manual", and its name sounds very rustic.
However, according to its sales volume, Su Mo found that the things recorded in this book were really good.
According to local conditions, he Guozhan has completely observed the different habits of hundreds of nearly 1000 species of organisms in waste soil, and selected the species that human beings can artificially reproduce.
According to this manual compiled by him, it only takes half a year to breed, and the first litter can be delivered to the table, which greatly improves the source of human protein intake.
Anyone who is involved in breeding will basically buy this book and read it carefully.
"Wan jingnian, he Guozhan, these two people's names are so familiar that they are among the first batch of Lingmin?"
On reflection, although Su Mo felt that the two names seemed to have been heard, he did not remember them so clearly.
You can only write it down first, and then talk about others after visiting in the future.
Continue to read the rest of the books until after a rough reading of more than a dozen books, Su Mo closed the last one slightly disappointed and leaned back towards the back of the chair.
Many of these books have made detailed statements about the harm caused by the fog.
But when it comes to the solution, there is only one prescription in Wan jingnian's book, and there is no solution at all.
Including the book that records the excellent performance of human beings in every disaster, there is no detailed description of the fog.
Obviously, human beings are also at a loss to find a good response to this disaster.
"Maybe after going to the Academy of Sciences, I can ask Jianqiang them to see if they have found a way to restrain the fog?"
"No, now is not a good time to ask them. I have to wait until all the dust is settled."
"Fog."
Convergence of mind, although the disaster hail in this heritage world is coming, Su Mo's mind is all on how to solve the fog.
After the winter disaster, the summer series of disasters will usher in heavy fog in less than two months.
At that time, we have to prepare for flash floods and heavy fog. The time is very hurried.
As a lord, he must think clearly as soon as possible, and strive to convey the order as soon as he returns to the real waste land.
While Su Mo was thinking.
After eight o'clock in the evening, after the crowd gathered.
Outside Sangtian Town, it suddenly became lively.
Near the green wheat field, nearly 10000 people stood on the ridge, staring at the two black painting machines below, driving at full power, constantly rolling back and forth in the field, making a creaking cutting sound.
Before, it's not that no one has tested using a harvester to solve this harvesting problem.
However, if the fragile Xinghuo 3 wheat is harvested with an ordinary harvester, it will certainly lead to the fragmentation of the wheat hull that protects the wheat grain.
At best, one mu of land can harvest 200 Jin. If the speed is faster, it is even difficult to harvest 50 Jin.
This has led many people to forget the harvester for a long time.
"Shit, this wheat is really not broken!"
"So awesome, what kind of harvester can you even harvest spark 3?"
"Good guy, with this thing, aren't we going to lose our jobs next year?"
"What unemployment? This thing can only be harvested but not packed and threshed. We have to do the later work."
"How fast it is. Can he harvest an acre of land in a few minutes?"
Not long after, as the harvester ran over more and more places, a group of workers were surprised when they went down to the ground.
The wheat cut by the Nengshi harvester is simply tidier than that cut by hand, and it does not damage the wheat grains on the straw at all.
And in terms of this efficiency, it may take only twoorthree days, and the share belonging to Ziliang square can be easily cut off.
"It's great. After finishing the free LiangFang ticket this year, I can still go to the official side to find a way to mix it up."
"Unfortunately, my family only received a share of six mu of land in LiangFang. At this rate, we can finish cutting the day after tomorrow morning. We knew how to contact more."
"Six mu? Grass, I only have half an mu, envy!"
"There is very little land contracted out this year, right? It depends on whether the official side is willing to let some more land out. With this harvester, where can people work hard in the field?"
"Why don't you say that the government doesn't use such machines? If hundreds of machines are opened in advance, what can't be collected?"
"Yes, it's a little strange."
After studying the beautiful working posture of Nengshi harvester for a while, many people have new questions.
Before, they always thought that Tianyuan territory did not have such technology to develop machines that could harvest Xinghuo 3 wheat.
In this way, it is necessary to recruit hundreds of thousands of outsiders from outside every year for manual harvesting.
But now, there seems to be a problem.
A private Ziliang square can even have such technology. The territory official supported by the famous Tianyuan Academy of Sciences can't reasonably develop such a machine, can it?
Why do you have to cut it by hand without developing it all the time?
Is it difficult that the wheat harvested by people will be more fragrant than the machine?
With more and more wheat fields cut by the harvester, all kinds of questions began to ferment in the crowd.
The reason is very simple.
All those who are willing to join private LiangFang to make quick money are not afraid of hardship and unwilling to earn this point.
It's the plantation established by the territorial Government, and the salary is really poor.
Compared with these private LiangFang, the official plantation is often about 20 points lower.
Taking into account the food, clothing, housing and transportation that come over every year, the money earned is often consumed again, and there are few children left at all.
Many people have also asked why the treatment is so poor, but the official answer is: the labor cost is high, so we can't improve the treatment within the budget, and we can only meet it with other special rewards such as identity and materials.
But now, since we can use machines to replace most of the manual work, why do we still maintain such a traditional way?
If you can really pick up wheat behind the machine and improve the work efficiency by more than 300%, even the salary of the official plantation will be very popular.
"Hurry to work. If there are machines in the plantation, we can cancel the contract and earn more money there."
"Right, these disasters this year are too strange. If you can save more, you'd better save more."
"It's too difficult to earn enough money to buy a good identity and go ashore every year."
"I hope there will be no more moths in this summer harvest. I almost died of fear last night."
“.”
Muttering for a long time, until the bell for the start of the summer harvest officially rang at 10 o'clock, and the assembled crowd dispersed again.
As for Tianyuan territory, which is like a behemoth, they are small shrimps, and a little speech can't control the thought of the territory at all.
Only by working can they earn income and accumulate more materials.
Only by working can they have value and not be abandoned by this damn end of the world.
Of course, the simple pigeons didn't pay much attention to the fields tonight. Suddenly, there were many armed escorts, looking at them with vigilant eyes.
Just like they can never know their true value, even if the disaster has come to the eve.
Everyone still lives ignorant and happy.
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