Salted Fish Time Travel Drama After Crying and Reborn in the Control Group

Grandpa Shen's eyes lit up. Although Shen Yin said there were still flaws in it, if it was successful, it would greatly increase the harvesting speed.

"Yingzi, does this really work?" Grandpa Shen looked at Shen Yin.

"Eighty percent is usable, 20% just needs to be tested." Shen Yin has actually simulated it with Ah Shan countless times, and there is absolutely no problem.

However, some words cannot be said so powerfully, and you must always leave some room for it.

Grandpa Shen laughed after hearing this: "Yingzi, you are really grandpa's best granddaughter. Let's go and try."

"Grandpa, have breakfast first." Shen Yin reminded.

"Let's eat after trying it for a while." With a good toy, Grandpa Shen is still in the mood to have breakfast. The most important thing now is to experiment with this manual harvester.

"Okay." Seeing Grandpa Shen in such a hurry, Shen Yin knew he couldn't stop him.

The grandfather and grandson took the harvester to their rice field.

The weather is good now, and the water in the rice fields has been drained early, so although the soil in the rice fields looks a bit soft at the moment, it is okay and will not sink in.

Following Shen Yin's instructions, Grandpa Shen fixed the belt on the harvester to his body. Then he continued to follow Shen Yin's instructions and began to slowly turn the hand crank towards the rice.

As the hand crank moved, the sickle below also moved, and rows of rice fell to the ground.

Originally, it would take at least twenty minutes to manually cut a row of rice, but now this harvester, with just one click, as if walking over it, harvested a row of rice in only seven or eight minutes.

"Okay, okay." Grandpa Shen praised repeatedly when he saw this, knowing that even if Shen Yin made a harvester, it would not be able to compare with the impact of the harvester's current effect on him.

Grandpa Shen still wanted to continue, but Grandma Wang came over with a basket. Seeing this scene, she knew what was going on, and said directly: "Don't cut it yet, you have breakfast first, and then continue after eating."

Grandma Wang's face was also full of joy, and then she rubbed Shen Yin's head: "Is this your surprise?"

"Well, actually this needs to be improved, but my hands are too small, not strong enough, and there are not many scythes, so I can only hold three scythes." Shen Yin sighed, still a little regretful.

But nowadays, although iron tools are not as restricted as in the past two years, each household's sickle is also restricted. As for Shen Yin's sickle, Grandpa Shen took her to the scrap collection station to find it and grind it out by herself.

Grandma Wang naturally knew this, but she didn't feel sorry. After all, without the harvester created by Shen Yin, her old man would have been tired for a long time.

Grandpa Shen finished the cold sweet potato porridge in one gulp, and then said: "Yingzi, everything can't be perfect. For now, this is good."

Shen Yin was slightly stunned at first, but then he understood what Grandpa Shen said. For now, it was good for him to be like this. After all, if everything was perfect, people would be suspicious of it, so it would be good to be like this now.

Grandpa Shen saw that Shen Yin was thinking, but he didn't bother him much. He just said: "Yingzi, if someone from the village comes to borrow it later, do you agree?"

"I have no problem. Grandpa has the final say on this matter, but the prerequisite for borrowing is that grandpa must use it up himself. I did this just to make it more convenient for grandpa." Shen Yin replied subconsciously.

Then she was slightly stunned. When did she start to explain? If it were her in the previous life, she would probably just say: "Whatever"

Now that he says this, it seems that he is really different.

Grandpa Shen laughed and rubbed Shen Yin's head again: "Yingzi is starting to grow up slowly."

Grandma Wang also said happily: "No matter what, Yingzi is right. You collect your own first, and then lend it to others. I don't care about you."

"Okay." Grandpa Shen naturally knew what to do.

Shen Yin originally made this thing to relieve Grandpa Shen's fatigue, so he was sure that Grandpa Shen would have no problem here, so he simply ignored it.

Shen Yin ignored it, but Grandpa Shen's movement shocked everyone.

Shen Baozhu heard about Grandpa Shen's harvester and hurriedly came over to take a look.

Seeing Grandpa Shen's words come out all at once, his eyes lit up: "Uncle, let me try?"

Grandpa Shen knew Shen Baozhu's intention when he saw him, but he didn't stop him if he wanted to try: "It's Baozhu. If you want to try, there's no problem."

Then Grandpa Shen taught Baozhu how to operate the harvester. Shen Baozhu was young himself. Grandpa Shen needed seven or eight minutes to complete a line, but Shen Baozhu only needed about five minutes.

"Uncle, this thing is amazing. Where did you get it?" Shen Baozhu touched the harvester and couldn't put it down.

Grandpa Shen's face was full of pride: "It's Yingzi. He figured it out when he saw me tired from harvesting last time."

"Yingzi, isn't she only six years old?" Shen Baozhu was shocked.

"What's wrong with being six years old? Don't you believe that my granddaughter can't be a genius?" Grandpa Shen was dissatisfied, snorted, took the harvester and put it on his back, and continued to harvest.

"Wait, wait, uncle, I made a mistake, don't be angry." Shen Baozhu had no choice but to apologize in a good-tempered way.

Grandpa Shen glanced at Shen Baozhu and said, "It's rare for you to have such a good temper. Tell me, what are you planning?"

"Well, it's actually not a bad idea. I just thought about it. There are so many fields in our village. A few days ago, we said that there will be a typhoon in the next few days. Is it difficult to make this thing? If it is not difficult, I wonder if I can make a few. Come out." As the head of Shenqiu Village, Shen Baozhu did this for the sake of the villagers of Shenqiu Village.

And he was right about one thing. There are typhoons in this place every year. Although they vary in size, if a typhoon comes during the busy farming season, it will be a disaster for farmers.

After hearing this, Grandpa Shen also understood Shen Baozhu's thoughts: "Baozhu, I know what you mean, but this thing is really made by Yingzi. I don't know if it is easy to make. You have to ask Yingzi."

"Okay, then I'll ask Yingzi." Now Shen Baozhu knew that what Grandpa Shen said was true, and was shocked at Shen Yin's cleverness. However, after all, Shen Yin was also his niece. If his niece had this ability, she would also give it to him. Adds brilliance.

"Let me say it first. If my Yingzi says she can do it, forget it. If she says she has difficulties, you can't force her." Grandpa Shen's love for Shen Yin is all-round.

"Uncle, look what you said, Yingzi is also my niece, how can I bully my own niece?" Shen Baozhu smiled bitterly, knowing that his third uncle was someone who cared about his granddaughter, but he had never seen him feel so distressed.

But think about it this way, it's better to be distressed than to favor boys over girls. Fortunately, what happened to Shen Tiezhu's family, and Shen Baozhu's, ended safely now, otherwise he wouldn't know how to deal with the situation in their family.