"I am a sergeant, a technical sergeant, not a refueling soldier!" To be honest, among this group of Chinese people, Randy is most grateful to Hong Tao. Not only because this man led the team to save him, but mainly because of his ethnicity, nationality,

Attitudes towards race.

Without Hong Tao's insistence over and over again, he, a blond foreigner with blue eyes, would have had to do the most tiring and dirtiest work, let alone command the field team to go on a mission alone, and he would have had no right to make suggestions.

But what he hates the most is this man. He is such a bastard. He gives others nicknames for nothing and tortures them with pranks. The most hateful thing is that he will use all kinds of fallacies to refute you completely, leaving you to yourself.

They all feel that they are mentally retarded and twice as stupid.

"Go, go, go, are you a refueling soldier or a technical sergeant? No one will believe you if you just say it. There is a Chinese proverb, it is a mule or a horse that comes out for a ride. You go out for a ride and let everyone see what it is!" Hong Tao did not think so.

I just give it up when it's good, and I'm still chasing people to cash in on it.

"Okay, wait, I'm a mule... I'm Ma Sun, who is more powerful among these two?" Randy was fooled, rolled up his sleeves and walked to the workshop with Sun Jianshe, not even doing anything.

I didn't ask, I just cared about my own attributes.

What does Hong Tao want Sun Jianshe and Landi to help him do? It's the "first" cow he calls. Live cows and horses will definitely not be considered. They don't want them for free, and no one will raise them. Without cows and horses, how can we plow the land?

In fact, cars are also possible, but they will not be possible once crops are produced.

Another way is to fix two electric winches at both ends of the field and let them pull the plow forward. It is probably more useful than oxen and horses. However, if the acres of land are to be increased in the future, this method is obviously inappropriate and too inflexible.

This is when experience comes into play. Two years ago, Hong Tao went on a self-driving trip to an unknown mountain village. At that time, someone was plowing the land on the hillside. For a curious baby like Hong Tao, he will definitely be confused when he sees something he doesn’t recognize.

Come and find out, this time is no exception.

The local farmer's tools for plowing were very common and very creative. He used an electric bicycle with the rear wheel facing forward, removed the front wheel, installed a plowshare, and then slightly changed the circuit to make the bicycle move forward.

Then it becomes an electric one-man hand-held yeoman plow.

Hong Tao also tried it himself. Even he, a city dweller who was using it for the first time, could operate it freely without any difficulty at all. He could even hold it with one hand. The farmer also said that as long as he installed a small

Parts, this thing can not only plow the ground, but also sow seeds!

Now he has to restore the small electric plow according to the pattern in his memory, and Randy and Sun Jianshe are the executors. This work is relatively complicated, and he is not sure of it by himself.

"Are we going to farm?" Even though Randy grew up in the city, he knew what this was just after reading the sketch drawn by Hong Tao.

"Well, the agricultural team is planning to open up an open space in the park, about two acres... one-third of an acre! If this thing can really be used, it can greatly reduce labor intensity. What do you think, Sergeant, do you want to eat some green leaves?

Food?"

Hong Tao roughly described the current situation and imagined the future. The main thing was to imagine. He didn't know if he could find the right seeds, but the pie must be drawn first.

"Gudong... It would be great if we could have tomatoes and onions. Can we plant some more carrots?" This time Randy didn't make any further objections. He swallowed in disappointment, opened his mouth to bite the pie, and continued to move on it.

Added some ingredients.

It’s been a month since I’ve eaten fresh vegetables, and I can’t even have kimchi and pickles every day. I only rely on canned fruits, pickled cucumbers, and those damn nutritional pills to ensure I can survive, but I can’t satisfy my appetite.

Human greed grows all the time and will never end. When I was trapped in the hospital more than a month ago, I just asked God to give me another chance to live. Even eating whole wheat bread every day was still happiness.

Within a few days, he was rescued, and his life could continue for the time being. He became richer in material things, and felt that it was heaven to have hot meals for every meal. If Zhou Jinlan was in a good mood, he would prepare a Western meal for him, a foreigner, fried fish steaks dipped in tomatoes.

Sauce, even if the craftsmanship is inferior to that of a top-notch British chef, it still tastes delicious.

Now that life is stable and safety is basically guaranteed, the idea of ​​fresh vegetables comes to mind again. If it were half a month ago, whoever dared to make such a request would be despised by everyone and scolded: insatiable.

Damn, why don't you die!

"Foreigners like you, your food is too monotonous. You should grow a variety of Chinese cabbage. It's frost-resistant and delicious. You can store it if you can't eat it. It's also good to turn it into sauerkraut."

Randy is also very lonely when it comes to food. He likes tastes that other people don't like, such as Sun Jianshe. He can hear the strong northern taste when he opens his mouth, even if the Chinese cabbage stored in winter has been forced to give up.

The table that had occupied the table for a long time had become a very unappealing side dish, and he still remembered it freshly.

I don't have any objections to these two people's wild ambitions. They all want to eat vegetables, right? So they have to work hard. In addition to the electric plow, there are also the skeleton of the greenhouse, the stove, and the chimney.

There are metal pipes, profiles, square, round, thick, thin, and various processing machines. As long as someone knows how to do it, just like Randy said, guns can be made!

The vegetable that has not been sown is the carrot hanging in front of you, and the person who wants to eat it is the donkey. It is not sure whether you will eat it in the end, but grinding hard is immediate and necessary!

"Captain Hong, Zhang Ke asked me to give this to you!" But before Hong Tao could see the work taking shape, You Yi appeared in the workshop. He smiled before saying anything, leaned his upper body slightly forward fifteen degrees, and held his hands in

A small folded piece of paper.

"Dr. You, am I a Japanese?" Hong Tao took the note without opening it, but asked a question.

"Uh... no, it's not..." You Yi's nose began to sweat.

"Then am I the Homecoming Corps or the **?" Hong Tao still didn't understand and continued to ask.

"..." You Yi's forehead also started to sweat, and he couldn't say anything except shaking his head. Where and where is this? He helped hand over a note, why is there still a historical problem!

"Then why do you always look like a traitor when you see me when you meet the Taijun? I was delayed by something in the past, and I didn't have time to talk to you. It's better to rush the day than to rush the day. Today you must explain clearly why every day

I have to use this attitude every time to announce to everyone that I am a bad bastard!"

What does it mean to be unable to hold one's arms when encountering a coward? Hong Tao performed it perfectly. Not only did he not let go of the poor You Yi, he also stepped forward and reached out to grab the person's collar, grinning with a glare.

He seems very angry and ready to bite at any time!

"I, I didn't...I never said..." Looking at the twisted face in front of him, You Yi felt that life was slowly leaving his body, but for the sake of his son, he still had to struggle, and he really didn't say it.

"What? You still want to say it! Do you need to write a big-character poster and post it at the door? Stand up straight, straighten your chest... look firmer... That means straight waist, not straight legs! Come on, rest one leg.

, eh... It's better to shake it a few more times. Don't close your mouth so tightly. Let me show you your teeth... This is how it feels. Keep it... Come on, just act like you just came in. Take the note and talk to me again.

Say what you just said again!"

Under Hong Tao's control, You Yi quickly acquired Jiao San's demeanor, but of course, just appearance and magnanimity were not enough.

"Hong, Captain Hong, this is..." But when he opened his mouth, You Yi was like a deflated ball.

"Old Hong, why are you tossing him? You Yi, ignore him and do whatever you have to do. The more you waste him, the more energetic he becomes!" Both Sun Jianshe and Randy could see this scene clearly, but the two of them

The reaction is completely different.

Landi, who usually likes to discuss life philosophy with Hong Tao, pretended not to see it and didn't even fart. Sun Jianshe maintained his usual style and roared whenever there was an injustice on the road.

"Remember, no woman likes a submissive man, not even Li Xiang. No matter how strong she looks on the surface, she is still a woman after all. In addition to being obedient to her, you must also give her a sense of security in order to be able to hold her.

The beauty is gone. Didn’t your doctoral supervisor teach you how to be a person first and then become a scholar? You must have paid for the degree..."

When Sun Jianshe was asked to stir things up, Hong Tao couldn't continue, so he could only let go of his hand, but he didn't have the mouth to speak. He leaned forward and babbled in a low voice, then hummed a little tune and walked out of the factory with crab steps.
Chapter completed!