When Zhao San heard what the visitor said, he was so happy that he jumped up to him:

"Really? That's great! Quick, quick, take Uncle San back!"

He sat down on the back seat of the bicycle, patted people on the back, and urged them to move quickly.

The man didn't even take a breath, pedaled his bicycle and hurried back, saying happily:

"That guy, it was delivered by a big government truck. It's a brand new machine, and the plastic film on it hasn't even been torn off!"

Zhao San sat on the back seat of the bicycle and turned around and ordered:

"Chengzi, take someone to take those guns back and put them in our village's collective warehouse."

"Hey, okay!" After Zhao Cheng replied, he quickly ordered everyone to pick up their guns and hurried back.

These people who followed Zhao Cheng to fight were all waiting to use the threshing machine on the grain drying field.

At this moment, waiting for such good news is no less than sending charcoal in the snow, bringing rain to the drought, and everyone is overjoyed:

"It's what we've been waiting for. With these two threshing machines, we finally don't have to worry about recovering the wheat!"

"When you can't get it back from the ground, you're worried! When you get it back, you can't get the grain out, so you're worried too."

"Damn it, who made the wheat in our village stronger than other people's porcelain!"

"Hey, brother Cheng, is this the king's wife selling melons?"

"Hey, I'm not lying. My brother Chen said that our wheat has a high yield per mu, large ears, and plump grains. It takes more time to thresh than ordinary wheat."

"Really? Did Si Chen really say that?"

"Ang, of course, can I still trick you? Brother Chen said that wheat yields of eight hundred jins per mu are rare in the country, but they are not very solid!"

"No wonder, the harvest comes back very quickly, but threshing takes a lot of effort!"

"Hahaha~"

A group of farmers, chatting enthusiastically about the mountains in the sunset, hurried back.

…

Zhao San, who was the first to go back, looked at the four machines personally escorted by the leaders of the Agricultural Machinery Bureau. He was so excited that he held their hands with both hands and kept thanking them:

"Director Yuan, you are the timely rain. On behalf of all the young and old men in the village, I would like to thank you for your great kindness!"

Director Yuan also looked proud. He was finally able to deliver the mission smoothly, and he was very proud:

"Hey, Village Chief Zhao, don't say that. Serving the people is what we as cadres should do. What a great kindness and virtue."

"Yes, yes, Director Yuan fulfills his duties and loves the people like a son. Thank you!"

Director Yuan liked hearing this and was even more proud:

"The leader has said that we must do practical and difficult things for the people. We, ah, must implement the important instructions of the leader!"

"Yes, yes, Director Yuan has a high level of consciousness and deserves our grassroots service cadres to study hard!"

The two of them had a good business talk about each other.

Director Yuan then got down to the topic and said:

"Village Chief Zhao, in accordance with the instructions of the leader, four of the agricultural machinery purchased this time will be allocated to Zhao Jiayuan."

"The rest are distributed to other large grain-producing villages."

"Village Chief Zhao, the leader has specially requested that these four machines be given to you, Zhao Jiayuan, on credit first."

"Really? Thank you so much!" Zhao Sangang let go of Director Yuan's hand and shook it excitedly.

"The leader also explained that our Agricultural Machinery Bureau will subsidize one-third of the purchase cost of the machine, and your village collective will pay off the rest within three years."

"This is really what I have to say! They are all good officials who serve the people! You are also a good official who loves the people and rescues people in times of crisis!"

Zhao San was really excited, all kinds of rainbow farts were free of charge.

Frankly speaking, the higher-ups handled this matter quite beautifully for them.

It was indeed implemented, not only Zhao San, but also the villagers of Zhaojiayuan, everyone was in awe and gratitude.

Director Yuan was also very happy. He didn't even mind Zhao San's dirty and rough hands holding his hand and not letting go.

The farmers in the village happily lifted machinery out of the truck bed during their mutual business promotion.

Others in the village also had tractors, so Zhao San selected four strong men who had harvested wheat at home and were reliable at work to drive their own tractors and take two harvesters to join the harvesting force.

The threshing machine officially joins the threshing force in order of priority.

Of course, it's not free, and the charging standards are the same as Sichen's.

After all, the village collective paid the purchase fee for the four machines on credit from the Agricultural Machinery Bureau.

As for the four rented tractors, the gas village will provide them collectively.

The owner of the machine and the tractor will pay 50 yuan per person for a day and a night, and the whole machine will be rented together.

These days, the rent is quite high!

As a result, those who were not selected were secretly jealous and sighed that they were really lucky!

These four semi-new and old tractors cannot be compared with Sichen's brand-new machine.

Therefore, Zhao San always asked them to work in pairs and take turns to harvest.

I'm afraid that if someone's machine runs continuously for a long time, the machine will break down, which will delay things.

…

Night falls, on the night of the 17th day of the lunar calendar, the moonlight is still good.

Si Chen was borrowing light to eat when the light bulb on the tractor broke.

It was rare to turn off the engine and let the tractor rest.

The owner of the farm, which was harvesting, asked his two sons, who were in primary school, to hold up cardboard boxes to fan the tractor and cool down the fuel tank.

Wen Hai was riding a bicycle with a flashlight between his fingers, flashing over.

"Hey, why don't you turn on the flashlight when you are eating?" Wen Hai hurried over to give them light.

Si Chen chuckled and said, "Don't worry, you won't get it in your nose."

After saying that, several people burst into laughter.

Zhao Yi specifically explained: "Our flashlight battery is out of power."

These days, there are no rechargeable flashlights, they all come with two batteries.

"The light bulb was found, but it was a 50-watt one. The village collective's 100-watt light bulb was all taken away."

Wen Hai handed over the light bulb wrapped in a paper shell.

Zhao Yan quickly took it, stood up, and went to install it:

"I've finished eating, please eat slowly and don't be in a hurry."

Si Chen finally saw that Zhao Yan's love for machinery came from the bottom of his heart.

The whole day today, Zhao Yan was basically in charge.

Zhao Yi was more thoughtful. After the meal, he handed Si Chen a cigarette and tried to explain something:

"Brother Chen, my dad arranged four tractors, so what..."

"I know what his responsibilities are, you don't need to say anything." Si Chen actually didn't care at all and said:

"I'll be here on the 26th. Today is the 30th. You keep the account. You know how many acres I harvested."

Zhao Yi nodded and said: "So far, a total of more than 1,800 acres have been harvested."

Si Chen took the words and sighed: "Yes, it's only this much, Zhaojiayuan, but 4,800 acres is more!"

"These days, even if young and old men are using scythes to harvest, can they still have more machines than I do?"

"According to my calculations, there are at least 2,300 acres left unharvested. How can I harvest them properly?"

"Time is extremely tight. We have 9 hours tonight, 24 hours a day and a night tomorrow, and we don't know what will happen the day after tomorrow."

"Maybe it will rain the day after tomorrow and we won't be able to harvest."

"Even if three harvesters harvest day and night, they may not be able to finish harvesting."

Si Chen in turn comforted Zhao Yi:

"I wish I could have another harvester!"

Zhao Yi chuckled, truly admiring Si Chen's open-mindedness.

It seems that nothing is a big deal here.

…

Zhou Zicheng's side is an underground gambling house.

In a remote mountain col, in a row of abandoned cave dwellings, all kinds of ghosts and ghosts stayed up all night, gambling!
To be continued...