Mu Mingqian set up the potato harvesting machine. After a while, his hands became sore and swollen, so another apprentice came on.
This thing has some technical content, but not much.
Just hold the faucet of the car and apply some pressure.
The potato leaves were collected first, and the potato harvesting machine rolled in front. The loose ground was turned over by the machine, and the potatoes in the ground were dug out and sent to the surface of the land by the machine. Others picked up the potatoes with bags.
Mu Mingqian took a sip of water and said to Xu Qingzhi: "There is a fully automatic potato harvesting machine that is better than this semi-automatic one."
Xu Qingzhi: "I asked, maybe it's because they don't grow potatoes here in Meicheng, but they don't grow here, only this kind of semi-automatic one."
"Yeah, that kind of fully automatic machine can collect 30,000 kilograms in one hour." Mu Mingqian wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the hand holding the water glass was still numb.
Xu Qingzhi still has 50,000 to 60,000 kilograms of potato fields in these few acres.
If you think about it this way, it can be done in two hours with a fully automatic machine like that, but it's a pity that it can't be rented.
Xu Qingzhi asked: "How long will it take to build this small potato harvester?"
As soon as the potatoes came out, I didn't even have time to take a closer look, and then I placed my order directly.
After writing the product details, I clicked Remove.
[If you grab the potatoes, will the boss still order the food?]
Mu Mingqian strolled around the ground and left without your mother.
Mu Mingqian looked at a dozen figures picking up potatoes outside. Those tens of thousands of kilograms of potatoes were difficult to handle just for these few people outside the house. It was worth keeping those potatoes.
"Look for it first."
[Hahaha, come and take a look at your potatoes, thank you for your hard work as a host.]
"Boss, the person in the live broadcast room asked him when the potatoes will be sold?"
Fu Wang saw everyone in the family asking questions about the farm. He was about to go talk to the boss again, but when he turned around, he saw no one.
"Live broadcast room? The boss has started a live broadcast?"
The big chickens hatched outside the space have all been kept small, and they won't be able to be moved out when the weather gets warmer.
Although there are hundreds of chickens and ducks, Aunt Zhou has developed the habit of counting them every time she feeds them.
"Qi, my hands are quick, I got it!"
[Is the food at Aaron’s Farm really delicious? I’ve never had it once.]
"Who is the rich king?"
[Who would have thought that later I would be able to eat corn chopped by daddy himself, and now I would be able to eat potatoes peeled by Chef God.]
Han Zhigu joked: "There are fewer people watching than your fans."
Xia Liannan had just returned from feeding the pigs and cleaning up the bad pig pens.
"Slow down, there are only a thousand copies."
No one shared it in the live broadcast room, I grabbed it myself.
Verbal encouragement is effortless and takes only one or two sentences.
Immediately afterwards, no one shared the link of Fu Wang’s live broadcast room outside the group.
On the way back, I met Aunt Zhou who had just finished feeding the chickens and ducks.
Often not one or two chickens escape from prison, and they have to be captured manually.
“When I clicked back to take a look, the top ten copies were not yet available. When I clicked on the order, it was not sold out yet.”
Aunt Zhou frowned, and when she saw Chongzhi, she said, "Chongzhi, there is one more chicken."
Han Zhiyu was aware of the fact that he had kept bees, so he responded: "No, you can buy some glass jars later."
The small family all clicked to exit the live broadcast room. The number of people online, which was originally only 200-800, suddenly increased to 800.
"You'll be off later."
"Don't worry if you leave it to me. There are so many people. At most, it can be done in one day tomorrow." Mu Mingqian raised his head.
I went to see it with your dad and found out the approximate location of the factory. It was definitely bad.
"Ah ah ah, when did the boss place the potatoes?"
[The Aaron Farm is good at speculation. It has been selling food for a long time, and it is afraid that if it is sold, it will be sold out, which will lead to death. 】
[Please, boss, slow down a little. The potatoes are already being harvested, so why bother?]
Even if there is no surveillance there, no one will come to steal it. Mu Mingqian can also sense it with his mental power, so the two big dogs may have discovered someone.
"He is a cook and can cook a lot of bad food. He is relatively unknown in the country, but more people know about him in China. He has few fans under Bluebird and even less fans on Yunqi Live."
He said to the live broadcast room: "It's over."
【Are those noodles potatoes or crispy potatoes?】
Out of hundreds of chickens and ducks, if one or two are lost, you will feel relieved.
[Every day I see people online scolding the farm for selling vegetables that are expensive and a bunch of trolls. Every time the vegetables are sold, you have never seen them without food. Who is grabbing them?]
"Did the boss secretly tell it in the live broadcast room?"
Mu Mingqian took out his mobile phone and ordered a batch of glass jars from a store he often bought online.
A wave of potatoes was delivered from Aaron's farm, which arrived in ten minutes, and the number of people in the live broadcast room soared to 70,000.
The barrage was too slow. Xiao Shao had nothing to do with Aaron's farm. The rich king also had a way to answer. The overwhelming traffic of wealth could talk about everything, so he caught the camera picking up potatoes everywhere, and dutifully promoted the upcoming start of the project.
Variety show to participate in.
Mu Mingqian always had the temperament to do whatever he said. He took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the basket of potatoes brought by the rich king. He logged into the online mall with his mobile phone and placed an order of 10,000 kilograms of potatoes.
Han Zhiyu: "It may have flown out. I'll look for it when the time comes."
The chickens and ducks are kept in captivity. There are chickens with uncut feathers that can fly very low. If they catch such a low slope, they can fly up.
"Chongzhi, we won't be able to get honey for a few days."
[It’s bad food. The food at Hanzhi Farm is bad food. Don’t buy it. Please, the competition is too calm. You can buy whatever you want.]
One portion is ten pounds, and purchase is limited to two portions.
[Potatoes, buy one sack each, boss, buy less and don’t limit your purchase too much.]
Those who knew the news after watching the live broadcast were the first to arrive.
Aunt Zhou worriedly said: "Yeah, that time you found a few chicken feathers under the fence, it felt like something bad."
As early as when Mu Mingqian said he would leave later, Xiaojia had been stationed at the offline mall of Aaron Farm, and it was constantly refreshing.
Xu Qingzhi nodded: "Brother Qian, I believe you."
【Boss, let’s lay some potatoes.】
Aaron Farm has its own traffic, and the number of online viewers in the live broadcast room exceeded 100,000 in a while.
Mu Mingqian glanced at the barrage in the live broadcast room, which was slow.
"How on earth do they do it? They know the boss's order immediately every time. There is no inside story."
[Alon Farm and International Chef God actually know each other, what kind of dream linkage is that? 】
"The variety show you are going to record soon is "Peak Kitchen". If you are interested in Ego Video, please don't pay attention to it."
【Are bad potatoes bad to eat?】
Mu Mingqian felt that his numb and swollen arms could work again!
"We are at Hanzhi Farm, helping the boss collect potatoes."
Some vegetable friends are selling vegetables and sending out screenshots of orders.
"Why did the boss secretly eat potatoes? That's too much."
The two were chatting when Aaron came over holding up his mobile phone.