Since most of the paddy fields in Hongxing Commune are terraced fields, the efficiency of rice transplanting is much lower than on the plains.

According to the level of rice transplanting by the young labor force of Hongxing Commune, it may take 5 to 6 hours to plant one acre of land.

Lu Shanhe pushed the machine ridge after ridge like this, and the seedlings were inserted into the paddy fields.

It only took Lu Shanhe almost an hour to plant an acre of land.

Lu Shanhe still has some regrets, because this machine is manual and still needs manpower to push it, so the efficiency is also reduced a lot.

If I could install a diesel generator, Lu Shanhe could plug it all into one acre of land in just 15 minutes.

He Hui was surprised and happy when she saw her son using a mysterious machine to finish an acre of land in an hour!

She now understood why Lu Shanhe was not in a hurry!

Because Lu Shanhe had a rice transplanter in his hand.

The people watching the fun in the brigade were also talking a lot.

"What is the machine in Lu Shanhe's hand? How come the rice transplanting speed is so fast, and it is very standard! It is much better than our manual rice transplanting!"

"I saw it in the newspaper. It seems that it is called a rice transplanter. It is only available in Japan, the Soviet Union and the United States. This thing is very expensive, and it may cost tens of thousands of yuan!"

Saying tens of thousands of yuan is the largest amount the villagers can think of.

Everyone saw how easily Lu Shanhe finished the work, and they were extremely envious of the entire acre of land.

"If our family had this machine, it would be so much easier to plant rice. It's so hot during this time, but it's really tiring for us!"

"How did Lu Shanhe get this machine?"

"I definitely didn't buy it. The commune couldn't buy this machine. I must have borrowed it from somewhere."

This scene confused Wang Sufen and Lu Shanhe's two uncles.

They originally wanted to come over as supervisors and scold Lu Shanhe to vent their anger for not planting rice at home for so long.

But seeing Lu Shanhe's efficiency so high, he didn't know what to say even when he opened his mouth.

The neighbors looked at Wang Sufen and said with envy: "Auntie He, where did your nephew get this machine? It's too efficient!"

"That's right! Look how neatly the rice seedlings are planted in ridge after ridge! It's much more beautiful than the ones we planted manually!"

Wang Sufen just smiled awkwardly, without echoing or speaking.

But she was still a little happy when she saw Lu Shanhe's quick movements.

With this thing, we will definitely be able to plant a seedling in all the rice fields at home today and tomorrow, so that the seedlings can take root before the weather changes.

The villagers pointed at Lu Shanhe, but Lu Shanhe didn't care and just planted rice seedlings.

The commune also received a telegram from the Meteorological Bureau, so it sent several groups of people, one brigade and one brigade, to rush the rice transplanting process.

Wang Erqiang brought people over to the second brigade.

Wang Erqiang happened to also see this scene, and he was shocked.

He quickly ran over and looked up and down at Lu Shanhe and his handheld rice transplanter.

"Lu Shanhe, where did your machine come from?"

Wang Erqiang's attitude when he spoke was not good at all, and he was even a little bossy.

Because he thought, how could Lu Shanhe, a peasant who had never studied and was very lazy, come up with something as high-tech as a hand-held rice transplanter?

But the commune didn’t have this thing, so where did Lu Shanhe come from?

And does Lu Shanhe's visit to the livestock farm that night have anything to do with what happened today?

Wang Erqiang immediately transformed into a detective, and somehow he felt that Lu Shanhe had something going on in his heart.

Some even thought that this handheld rice transplanter should belong to the commune, and Lu Shanhe must have borrowed it from the commune or stolen it.

Lu Shanhe glanced at Wang Erqiang and didn't bother to pay attention to him at all.

This kind of person is the most annoying. They think they have some status, but they are completely arrogant.

But what status does Wang Erqiang have?

But the father of the family was the director of the commune before, but now he has retired, and Wang Erqiang is working in the commune.

In terms of status, everyone is a farmer, so there is no distinction between high and low?

Seeing that Lu Shanhe ignored him at all, Wang Erqiang felt that he was embarrassed because so many people in the team were looking at him.

Wang Erqiang, who was wearing boots, hurried to the field, grabbed Lu Shanhe and said, "I'm asking you a question!"

Lu Shanhe is such a person. People respect me a foot, and I respect others a foot.

Given Wang Erqiang's attitude, Lu Shanhe was even more unwilling to pay attention to him.

He pushed the hand-held rice transplanter in front of Wang Erqiang, and the pin inserted underneath almost inserted Wang Erqiang's foot.

"Stay away, stay away. Machines don't have eyes. They may hurt people in a while, but don't blame me!"

Wang Erqiang was startled and limped onto the field ridge.

"Lu Shanhe, did you fucking do it on purpose! Let me ask you where this machine came from!"

Lu Shanhe said directly to Wang Erqiang: "Are you from the police station or somewhere else? Do I need to say anything to you? Let's go cool down wherever we go!"

Wang Erqiang was immediately stunned by these words.

Who in the commune wouldn't give Wang Erqiang some face?

Farmers in this era are afraid of officials. Although Wang Erqiang is not an official, he works in the commune and has participated in various movements for more than 10 years. In the eyes of the farmers in the commune, Wang Erqiang is just an official.

But Lu Shanhe was reborn, and his mentality was completely different from that of people of this era.

The times are changing rapidly, and people like Wang Erqiang will be destined to be eliminated by the times in a few years.

After Wang Erqiang walked up to the field, he murmured a few words in the group, and said loudly to Lu Shanhe who was working below: "The weather is going to change soon, so you transplanters should hurry up! Otherwise, there will be no harvest in September, and we will harvest it." Don’t cry when you’re getting food!”

It seemed that Wang Erqiang could regain some face for himself by cursing and shouting these words.

Before leaving, he took a deep look at Lu Shanhe's hand-held rice transplanter, and he seemed to have other plans in his heart.

It didn't take long for Lu Shanhe to finish planting the rice seedlings belonging to Lu Linshan, He Hui and his own fields.

The time also came in the afternoon, just when Wang Sufen, He Dayong, He Dazhi and others thought that Lu Shanhe would continue planting rice seedlings after lunch.

Lu Shanhe actually washed the handheld rice transplanter clean with water, then put it in the house and went back to his room to sleep.

This scene stunned Wang Sufen's people.

He Dayong was the first to lose his composure. He said directly to He Hui: "Sister, what time has it been? Why is Lu Shanhe still sleeping! Get up quickly, there are still several acres of land left to work on!"

He Hui also had some tangles in her heart at this time. The weather was so hot and Lu Shanhe had been working all morning. Not only did the two uncles not help, they didn't even give Lu Shanhe a sip of water.

Now Lu Shanhe is having lunch at noon, taking a rest and recovering, but here he is actually being urged to work.

The cattle in the production team are not tortured like this.

He Hui felt very sorry for her son. Instead of urging Lu Shanhe, she said to He Dayong, "Brother, let Shanhe take a rest."

He Dayong couldn't sit still. He was very worried that he wouldn't be able to finish his work today.

He Dayong walked into the house without saying anything, "What's the point of resting at a young age? You have to seize the time to plant rice seedlings!"

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