My Daughter Unplugged My Oxygen Tube

Lin Chuan has no choice now, as long as it doesn't kill him, he can agree to any conditions.

Seeing that Lin Chuan's eyes were very firm, Harrick stood up and said, "Follow me!"

Want to go with him?

If he were to be locked in the warehouse this time, Lin Chuan swore to himself that he would have to swell his imposing face.

But Harrick did not take Lin Chuan to the cotton warehouse, but a small warehouse next to it.

When the warehouse door opened and the torch was lit, Lin Chuan suddenly widened his eyes when he saw what was in the warehouse.

There were actually two harvesters and planters made of wood in the warehouse.

Although the overall shape is far from the real harvester and seeder, there is still a big gap.

But the size is comparable.

Lin Chuan came to the front of the two machines and took a closer look, but found that the machines looked simple, but they were full of wonders.

Harrick patted one of the machines, with a wooden wheel that was taller than a person, and said coldly, "This is the seeder and cotton harvester that I invented.

You should be able to understand the principle. It uses artificial power, that is, a person sits on it, pedals the conveyor belt hard, and then drives the operation of the entire machine.

But it is made of wood, and it is often worn out, and it takes several people to ride the conveyor belt together to make it move, but the manpower is limited, so I want to add a machine engine to it,

My condition is, you help me get the engine of the machine, and I will sell you cotton! "

Lin Chuan began to appreciate this Harrick a little.

Under such difficult conditions, he was able to invent a harvester by himself.

Although it is wood, it is not simple.

Lin Chuan thought for a while, then said, "If you use machine power, this wooden structure may fall apart very quickly. If you replace it with metal, you can try it!"

Harrick's eyes instantly filled with interest.

He followed up: "I have thought about the problem you mentioned, but inventions and creations need to be done step by step. Now I just want to solve the problem of the engine!"

Lin Chuan was even smarter, and as soon as he rolled his eyes, he thought of a good idea.

"Come with me!"

"where to?"

"Go get the engine!"

Lin Chuan took Harrick, found the driver who was staying in a restaurant, and drove the big card directly back to the farm.

Harrick was also a smart person. Seeing Lin Chuan lifted the lid of the machine, he said, "I had this idea before, but I just couldn't find such a big card!"

"You have so much cotton in your warehouse, just sell some and you can buy a better engine than this. Why don't you sell it?"

Lin Chuan asked his doubts while twisting the screws.

But Harrick said indifferently: "I will only sell cotton to whoever I want to sell it, the others are worthless!"

This idea is really different and very personal.

But Lin Chuan said: "Value is created, just like the harvester you created, isn't it just to reflect your own value, to be smarter than others, to be proud of your value?

So you would rather throw the cotton here than sell it, just because you are afraid that others will say that you are worthless, you are a landlord, and you are a capitalist. You think this will make you lose your identity and your reputation! "

Harrick was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that Lin Chuan really spoke to his heart.

This is indeed what he has always insisted on.

If he wants to be a true saint, he cannot be like the worldly people.

But even so, his arrogance made him sneer with disdain: "Don't think you know me, it's just your guess!"

Lin Chuan adjusted the angle of the wrench and continued to say coldly: "Yes, you are a saint, we are just ordinary people, so you often sell some special cotton to other farmers,

Then I exchanged the money for food and distributed it to the poor. I really don't want to guess, but why don't you make it so obvious?

Also, can you stop looking around, come and help! "

Harrick blinked, feeling that Lin Chuan really saw through him.

But this kind of confidant feels good, and he has been looking for such a confidant.

It's a pity that in the eyes of those who came here and tried to smash him with money, they would never know what he was thinking.

As the two dismantled the engine, Harrick said slowly: "Actually, this farm was left to me by my father. When he was alive, the entire Batuk city belonged to him.

Later, he distributed all the houses to the poor people who came to live here, and gave them food to eat. At that time, I was just a child,

Compared with planting and running a farm, I like to do inventions and creations, but they all say that I am a lunatic. They think that I, who inherited the farm, should be like my father and grow cotton or something else.

And I didn't want to live up to my father's expectations of me, so I stayed on the farm instead of pursuing my dreams! "

The two of them worked hard together to lift the engine down.

Lin Chuan wiped the sweat from his face and said breathlessly, "So, you finally decided to combine your hobby with the planting and management of the farm!"

"That's right, so I can also feel that I have value in life, but I have to say, you were the first person who let me say this, and now I want to know more,

How can you put this engine on the harvester? "

Lin Chuan never thought that the installation would be successful.

He just wanted to let Harrick know that some things are not made of simple wood.

The reason for this is to give Harrick some inspiration, or to allow him to design a better harvester.

The two were researching and assembling.

Sometimes they argue endlessly, sometimes high-five and cheer each other.

The time was in the busyness of the two, and unknowingly came to the evening of the next day.

Finally installed the engine on the harvester.

After Lin Chuan checked the fuel tank, circuits, etc., he had Harrick start the engine.

Harrick excitedly climbed into the cab of the harvester and immediately turned on the engine.

With a puff of pungent smoke, the entire harvester trembled violently.

Lin Chuan immediately shouted: "Step on the accelerator and drive forward!"

Harrick nodded excitedly and stepped on the accelerator.

The harvester hadn't run for half a meter before it fell apart with a bang.

Harrick fell to the ground along with the engine. If Lin Chuan hadn't pulled the fuel tank away, it would have caught fire.

Even so, the fall on Harrick was not light, and his oil-stained face turned purple.

Lin Chuan dragged him out of a pile of rotten wood, and asked with a smile in his heart, "How is it, it didn't break, right?"

The Harrick still maintained a proud expression and said: "Very good, butt, legs, and ankles don't hurt!"