Douluo painter

Chapter 50 The Harvester in the Field

"Little Mo, what are you doing? Didn't you say you want to help me harvest the wheat?" Old Jack looked at Mo Hui with a puzzled expression and said.

"Oh, what's the hurry, when I draw this, I'll collect all the wheat for you."

While painting, Mo Hui showed a mysterious smile to Old Jack.

"What does your painting here have anything to do with helping me harvest the wheat? I think you want to be lazy." Old Jack said with a distrustful expression.

"Grandpa Jack, just wait and see."

After Mo Hui finished speaking, he stopped taking care of old Jack, and he wanted to concentrate on painting.

After all, he was painting a harvester, and it was the first time for him to draw such a thing with precision parts, and he drew it with the help of his few images, so he needed to concentrate on it and not lose the details, otherwise he might not be successful .

"Forget it, I'll go harvest the wheat by myself, so I didn't expect much from you, so you just wait here." Old Jack said disappointedly to Mo Hui.

Mo Hui didn't answer, he felt that it would be more convincing to argue than to act for a while.

Then Mo Hui continued his painting, while Old Jack walked into the golden wheat field with a sickle to harvest the wheat.

Mo Hui actually had the idea of ​​trying to draw things in his original world very early on, but this time he happened to need to draw a harvester.

He felt that it would be interesting to draw things from the original world in this world.

In fact, he has already tried some simple things from his original world, such as the teddy bear for Qian Renxue.

"Swish~~"

In the wheat field, old Jack bent over, raised the knife in his hand, and cut the wheat quickly, but this speed was only relative.

Compared with this large golden wheat field, the wheat that old Jack cut was nothing but a drop in the bucket.

"Hmm~"

After cutting for a while, Old Jack began to suffer from back pain, and he couldn't help but sigh, "I'm really old, and I can't do it for a while."

Then he sat directly on an open space and began to rest.

Old Jack is actually very old now, and in Mo Hui's original world, he should be at retirement age, so he really can't do this kind of farm work for long.

Mo Hui also considered this point, and felt that it was necessary to build a harvester, not only to make it more convenient for him to harvest wheat, but also to make it easier for old Jack.

"Gudong Gudong~~"

Old Jack sat on Clearing Hill, leaning against the knoll of freshly harvested straw, and took a few sips of water from his water bottle to quench his thirst.

"Ha~~"

After drinking the water, Old Jack felt full of energy again. When he still decided to rest for a while, he lay down on the straw stack, closed his eyes and began to take a nap.

Suddenly he felt as if something was blocking the sunlight for him, and then he opened his eyes.

"My God, what is this?"

Old Jack's face was full of surprise, because he saw a huge steel monster standing in front of him.

"Grandpa Jack, get out of the way, I'm about to start working."

Mo Hui stepped out of the driver's seat and said to the shocked old Jack who couldn't close his mouth under the harvester.

"Little Mo, what are you? If you put such a big thing in my wheat field, wouldn't my wheat be crushed?"

Apart from shock, old Jack was also worried. He was counting on the wheat for the winter. If Mo Hui was crushed by him, he would starve to death this winter.

"It's okay, Grandpa Jack, you trust me, I won't hurt you."

Mo Hui knew that Old Jack was worried because he didn't know what it was, so Mo Hui comforted Old Jack and told him to give the wheat field to him at ease.

"This..." Old Jack still hesitated.

"Okay, then Xiaomo, you have to pay attention."

Old Jack still believed in Mo Hui, he felt that Mo Hui would never lie to him, and then Old Jack gave way to Mo Hui.

"Grandpa Jack, look after me, I'm going to start the show."

Mo Hui returned to the driver's seat and started the harvester.

Suddenly the whole wheat field was buzzing.

Seeing the sound of the harvester, old Jack thought it was a monster, and moved away from the harvester in fear.

Mo Hui felt very good seeing old Jack go away, because then he could let go and give full play to the ability of the harvester.

To be honest, he thought he couldn't draw it at first, because this kind of mechanical thing was too complicated, and he didn't know much about it in his previous life, but only occasionally read some in books.

But I don't know why now he always remembers the things in his previous life very clearly, so he still drew them based on his impressions.

However, he made some small changes. This harvester is not the same as the harvester in his original world, but the functions are still similar. In short, harvesting wheat is still no problem.

"Harvester One, let's go!" Mo Hui shouted happily.

Then with the rumble of the harvester, a large piece of wheat was swallowed by the harvester.

Old Jack, who was watching from the side, had his heart raised in his throat. He thought his wheat was gone.

But out of trust in Mo Hui, Old Jack finally decided to wait for Mo Hui to explain to him.

“Rumble~~~”

Harvesters are like locusts running rampant in the wheat fields, and no wheat will grow wherever they go.

After a while, the original golden wheat field was left with only the swarthy black land, bare, and the autumn wind blowing layers of wheat waves could no longer be seen.

"Whoo~"

"It's finally finished." Mo Hui said with a sigh of relief.

It seemed that it took a long time to harvest the wheat, but in fact it only took him less than 15 minutes, because Old Jack's wheat field was not very big.

"Okay, now just give the wheat to Grandpa Jack."

Saying that, Moe drove the harvester away from the wheat field and drove to Old Jack's side.

"Grandpa Jack, the wheat has been harvested for you." Mo Hui jumped out of the cab and said.

Old Jack said with a suspicious expression on his face, "But...Xiao Mo, where is my wheat?"

As he spoke, he looked around and found that the wheat field was indeed empty, but he didn't see any wheat.

"Oh, the wheat is all in here." Mo Hui knocked on the storage box of the harvester and said.

"In it? Then how do I take it out?"

Old Jack was still a little scared looking at the harvester, he didn't dare to take something from the body of an unknown monster.

"It's simple."

After finishing speaking, Mo Hui returned to the cab and pressed the button that controls the switch of the storage box.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa~~"

In an instant, the wheat leaked out of the storage box like a waterfall. Old Jack couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this situation. His wheat was still there.

"Hey, Grandpa Jack, don't worry, this machine is not a monster." Mo Hui walked out of the cab again and said.

"Oh, I see, Xiaomo."

Old Jack was no longer so afraid of the harvester, after all, this thing had just returned all his wheat to him and saved him a lot of effort.

In previous years, he harvested wheat for at least three days, but now this machine can finish it in less than 15 minutes. Old Jack thinks it is really convenient and saves time.

(End of this chapter)