The fake daughter is bound to the mountain king system

After taking off the skin of Villager A, Yu Jiao touched herself fully armed and happily decided to continue with the original plan.

Harvester, start!

Yu Jiao bought the harvester two months ago. The models and functions of agricultural machinery are complicated. Fortunately, she has a system 778 that is more powerful than the top artificial intelligence. 778 does not provide harvester black technology, but it can be a carrier of harvester information =v=

So Yu Jiao bought this experimental product from an agricultural machinery company, a combine harvester suitable for the terraced terrain in the southwestern mountains.

The highest efficiency reaches 20 acres per hour!

Yu Jiao: "According to my calculations, it only takes - uh, more than 8 days to harvest a thousand acres of land?!"

The mountain god was puzzled: "50 hours, a little more than two days."

Yu Jiao:?

The believers had to explain to the pure natural capitalists that normally the workday should be eight hours, and 50 hours without sleep…

She has a bad heart!

In short, the final plan was for Yu Jiao to have a good time first, and then hire someone to follow her to harvest the wheat the next day. The purchase would still be handed over to the system channels, so there was no need to bargain or worry about transportation, which was great.

The mountain god snake jumped to the ground, and Yu Jiao entered the warehouse.

Then the green monster started up, rumbling out of the warehouse and rolling over the ground, stopping and opening the door when passing a bush.

A large silver-gray wolf…dog jumped out of the bushes.

The mountain wolf nimbly leaps onto the driver's seat, wags its tail, and rushes with the operator to the farmers' happiest harvest time amid the rumbling sound.

...So naturally he ignored the wailing coming from the nearby fields.

The reel rises and falls with the ground, and the golden wheat waves are cut by the blades in the reel and sent into the feed port of the combine harvester with the ears facing inward.

After high-speed rotation, the grains are threshed using centrifugal force and enter the multi-layer filter screen, where the grains and debris are separated by the blower.

Finally, the wheat grains are transported to the storage bin above the harvester by the cooperation of conveyor belts and elevators, and the cut wheat straw is evenly spread on the ground where the harvester passes.

This is roughly how a combine harvester works.

But Yu Jiao said it so clearly...

Feng Lan groaned: "Today's wish is for me to help you harvest."

"Of course not?"

Yu Jiao whispered: "I'm just showing off that I know this, and by the way, I want to show you the fruits of human technology - I mean the normal progress."

In fact, even though the cab glass was soundproof, Yu Jiao still felt a little uncomfortable in her ears.

I was just chatting with the mountain god in my mind to divert my attention.

Feng Lan recalled that in the past, every time the mountain people harvested, the whole family would work together, and they could only harvest three or four acres of land a day, and the food they got was very limited. It was no wonder that the mountain people went into the mountains every day to look for food and pray to him for food and wealth.

Now, the little believer has thin arms and legs, and he can clear ten acres of land by himself in just a short while.

It has to be said that technology changes life.

Feng Lan transformed into a young boy, reached out and touched the steering wheel of the harvester, feeling the vibration of the machine.

He was still wearing a wide robe with big sleeves, but today he was wearing a light blue coat. The sleeves fluttered on Yu Jiao's legs, making her look sideways.

I want to see what the mountain god is going to say.

Then Feng Lan said, "The storage warehouse is full, what should we do?"

Yu Jiao was stunned.

Yu Jiao climbed out of the driver's seat, clung to the edge of the storage warehouse and pondered: There is always a loophole in the plan to complete today's harvest alone.

The harvester still needs a portable warehouse and transportation tool. She quietly found the phone number of Third Brother Lin: "Third Brother, help me..."

Rumble.

Half an hour later, the small truck stopped steadily in front of Yu Jiao's harvester. Lin Zui opened the window and said, "Sister! Didn't you say we'll harvest tomorrow? Hey, your classmate...eh?"

The martial arts instructor, who had been tanned black after half a year of gap, suddenly rubbed his eyes, suspecting that he was tired and dazzled by his sudden part-time job as an NPC in the past few days.

He laughed and said, "Hahaha sister, I mistook your dog for your yellow-haired classmate!"

Yu Jiao: “…”

Feng Lan, who turned into a wolf in time: "..."

"Thank you for troubling me, Third Brother." Yu Jiao did not respond to Huang Mao's question, but offered the reward attentively, "Third Brother, please bring some strawberries and watermelons to Uncle and Aunt later."

"Well, what's the relationship between us... I want two more jars of pickles."

Lin Zui gestured: "It's hot, I wanted to drink some porridge, but I realized I had finished it... You understand, sister? It's so delicious~"

What else could Yu Jiao say? Give it to me, of course.

Anyway, the pickled vegetables that 778 asked her to make were not suitable for the high-end route, but 778 was unwilling to sell the radish seedlings at a low price of two thousand yuan a basket, so most of the pickled vegetables were still stored in the basement of the courtyard.

After transferring the first batch of wheat grains from the storage warehouse, Lin Zui slapped his head and said, "Oh, I forgot to tell my sister that someone was crying in her field... Never mind, it's too noisy. There's no rush anyway."

A harvester and a small truck continued to work one after the other, and the rumbling sound blocked their communication.

At the other end of the thousand-acre farmland that was distributed in a nearly long strip, seven or eight of the twenty guys had already collapsed: "Mom! Why are there so many mice in the fields..."

778 was lying in the yard, enjoying the air conditioning and eating watermelon. It was not enough for him to watch the clips sent by Liu Sijia on Yu Jiao's phone, so he secretly turned on the cheat to watch the real-time broadcast.

I almost laughed out loud when I saw this.

But since this is a farming game, it's normal for small animals to appear around the ripe crops and steal their food, right?

It's a very smart farming system. Only by harvesting with real people can you experience the hidden game content. And what mouse! It's obviously a field mouse!

This group of people have no common sense.

It couldn't help but complain to Yu Jiao: [Host, there must be many southerners among these free laborers.]

Yu Jiao:?

778 Twenty boys were frightened to death by the elusive field mice in her wheat field. After realizing that the thing was a small thing that Villager A asked them to pick up in exchange for watermelons, they collapsed and caught the mouse. They also talked about the basis of their guess with relish: [The mice in the south are bigger than cats. How could the southerners be afraid of a mere field mouse? ]

Yu Jiao: “…”

System, you know a lot.

When the sun was setting, twenty listless condors walked out of the fields near the shabby house.

They didn't finish harvesting the 20 acres. Halfway through, they realized that if they worked alone, no one could finish harvesting one acre. They immediately changed their plan and finally harvested 16 acres together. But they also had another harvest...

The backpack on his back was heavy with some furry but scary living creatures.

"I was naive to think that covering the backpack was unnecessary."

"You still have the strength to speak..."

"Call Dad..."

The male college students who were weak and still bickering had a bit of vicissitudes on their faces, and inexplicably had a kind of numbness that was just as expected. It turns out that money in the entertainment industry is not that easy to make...

"Thanks for your hard work."

A not-so-familiar female voice sounded in the front. Chen Sirui and the others looked up blankly, not knowing whether to say it's not hard work first or to ask why there are so many mice in the fields.

But the next second, the villager in black took out a basket of big watermelons and put them on the ground with a dull sound like a heavy object falling to the ground.

He turned around again and took a slice of yellow-heart watermelon from Villager C's hand and showed it to them. The watermelon gave off a cool, sweet aroma that filled their heads.

Then Villager A calmly invited them as they wished: "Would you like to eat something first?"

Everyone:! ! !

Mom! I saw the Watermelon Fairy!