This memory flashed through my mind, and a smile appeared on the corner of Fang Zheng's mouth. He looked into the distance and said loudly: "The poor monk consecrated you from the distance. The Dharma has arrived. Amitabha Buddha! Donor, rest assured.
Let’s drive!”
If someone else said that, Yang Ping would definitely kick him in the face, spit out a mouthful of phlegm, and curse him: "You damn liar!"
But who is Fang Zheng? The child of the Yang Hua family came up to the mountain to beg for help! The hospital called him a miracle child! Others didn’t believe it, but for Fang Zheng, Yang Ping believed in one hundred and twenty people! He laughed on the spot: "Thank you.
Abbot Fangzheng consecrated it!"
At this time, Yang Hua stuck his head out, grabbed the loudspeaker, and shouted: "Abbot Fangzheng, look at you holding a sickle, what are you doing? Are you harvesting rice?"
Fang Zheng shouted at the top of his voice: "Yes!"
"Abbot Fangzheng, let's compete! Let's see who is faster, you or our machine! We big guys are so fierce!" Yang Hua shouted.
Fang Zheng glanced at the lone wolf. This guy had no skills and was just running errands. The monkey was considered a fighting force. It would be too scary for the red boy to use full firepower... Plus, as a skilled worker like himself, it seemed that he would not necessarily lose! However,
Then I thought about it, Red Boy must not be able to use magic, otherwise it would be difficult to explain. I also have to restrain myself... Besides, monks are not very good at competing.
Hearing Yang Hua's shout, Zhou Zishan and others who were working stood up one after another, looking at the big machine in the distance, their eyes seemed to be on fire, and they were full of fighting spirit. Unfortunately, there were only five of them, so what?
Can you beat the machine? Suddenly, his eyes dimmed again...
When Fang Zheng saw this, he raised his eyebrows and laughed loudly: "Okay! Then let's compete! Whoever harvests more wheat at night will treat us to dinner!"
"No problem! Haha... Abbot Fangzheng, you have ordered this meal! I won't bully you, let you eat for an hour first!" Yang Hua patted the direction and said happily. He said to his big machine
, that is full of confidence.
Song Ergou, Sun Qiancheng, Tan Juguo and others did not stop them. The autumn harvest was originally a great joy. New machines were added to the village, which made them even happier. Everyone made a fuss, and it was fun and harmless. They all planned to watch it.
lively.
"Hey, Yang Hua is very domineering. He even gave up one hour. These Mai Kes are really working hard. They can probably finish one or two acres of rice in one hour." Song Ergou said with a chuckle.
"Ordinary people can only harvest one acre of land in one day. Even if they are good at harvesting in this muddy river, two or three acres of land is already the limit? But our machine can harvest hundreds of acres in one day! Don't even give them an hour.
, give them a day, and they will lose!" At this moment, an arrogant voice sounded.
Song Ergou and others were originally just teasing, joking, and joining in the fun. But although this person's words are correct, why is his tone so condescending? Isn't this a bit too much? Mai Ke also has the reputation of
You only need to make money, so you don’t have to look down on others like this, right?
Turning around, sure enough, two strangers were standing in the crowd at some point.
One of these two people is slightly fat, has eyes, and looks a bit formal. However, he raises his head slightly and looks at the villagers with a bit of arrogance as if he was a low-class person. Standing next to him is a man who looks like a low-class person.
A very shrewd man, the one who spoke was the man who looked slightly fat.
Seeing that everyone was looking over, the slightly fat man became even more proud and continued: "Everyone, I think this game is completely meaningless. It is a foregone conclusion that the machine will win. But what's the point of winning? What can a monk treat you to eat?
, do you want to treat you to vegetarian food? The vegetarian food in the temple does not contain five kinds of meat, let alone meat, and even oil is not allowed to be added. That kind of thing, tsk tsk... By the way, when will you start work? We are still waiting.
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Everyone looked at this creature who had somehow managed to sneak in in astonishment, with dissatisfaction in their eyes. Who is this?!
"Manager Sun, you haven't left yet?" Tan Juguo looked at the fat man and the shrewd man in front of him in surprise. Others didn't know him, but he still knew these two people.
The fat man’s name was Sun Youqian. He changed his name later in order to be rich, rich, and even richer! He runs a combine harvester, but he is not the boss of a combine harvester factory, but a salesperson.
Manager. The smart man next to me is named Jiang Chaowei. He is from the combine harvester factory.
Sales consultant. These two people came down with the combine harvester this time. In order to ensure that its combine harvester can be delivered to customers in good condition, Jiangyong Combine Harvester Factory usually sends a sales consultant to follow the combine harvester home.
The harvester works normally before returning.
However, this time, Sun Youqian had nothing to do. He heard that the village was buying a combine harvester, so he followed him there. He also wanted to see what the prosperous Yizhi Village was like. Moreover,
, I heard that there are top-quality cold bamboos in Yizhi Village, which are hard to find. He figured out that he was also harvesting them together.
The sales manager of a cutting machine manufacturer, if he comes here, he will be treated well, and he will be given a cold bamboo to appetize him? Moreover, when he came, he posted on WeChat Moments, saying that he came to Yizhi Village to eat the best cold bamboo.
, many people coaxed him to take pictures, and even asked him to take it back for everyone to try.
Sun Youqian boasted that he would go all out, but he never expected that no one in Yizhi Village would take him seriously! Instead, they would circle around the combine harvester one by one, and then follow him.
A monk started arguing! What's going on? He is a big manager, but he is not as good as a little monk? A sense of humiliation of being ignored rose in my heart, full of grievance and unwillingness, and the eyes he looked at Fang Zheng were filled with anger.
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Sun Youqian was puzzled. Don't these villagers understand that as long as he is happy, the big manager can help them give them a discount and save a lot of money at any time?
Instead of being the usual buyer, Sun Youqian should not be hanging out on the street, basking in the sun and blowing the autumn breeze. Instead, he should be sitting at the wine table, drinking good wine, eating local specialties, and bragging about his skills.
Comparing the two, Sun Youqian had even greater opinions on Yizhi Village! He decided that he would use this machine from other angles.
Du Shangkeng pointed out a sum for the villagers! After all, this kind of machine only costs money to purchase the machine, but there are many other miscellaneous expenses, some of which are dispensable, but he believes that with his
If you open your mouth, these ignorant old haters will have to spend what they deserve and what they shouldn't!
Having made up his mind, Sun Youqian squinted his eyes and felt extremely proud, as if the group of villagers in front of him were lambs about to be slaughtered.
Sun Youqian grinned and said, "Secretary Tan, you are joking. The machine has just been put down. If I don't make sure everything is running normally, I won't be able to leave."