"Oh? Why is that? " Fangzheng was puzzled. One Finger Village had always looked for the elderly. As long as one was diligent and willing to work, everyone would fight for them. Knowing one's background and knowing one's acquaintance made one feel at ease using them. Unless one was too lazy and did not want to work. However, the three Zhou brothers in front of him were clearly diligent and willing to work. Why did no one use them?
Zhou Ziyuan said helplessly, "Now, we are all using machines. Those machines are like monsters. They drive into the fields and then drive back, harvesting wheat after wheat. Although we are all veterans with fast and skilled hands, human strength is ultimately human strength. We can't compare to machines. Besides, the money they ask for is lower than ours. Sigh. "
Upon saying that, Zhou Zishan and Zhou Ziyuan could not help but let out a long sigh. Only Zhou Ziheng sat behind, feeling a little depressed.
"So that's how it is. It's no wonder. I also heard that many places are now being taken over by modern wheat hands. A family drives a combined harvester and travels from the south to the north. Along the way, they earn quite a bit in a year. Bro, it's about time you get a harvester. In this world, you can't just rely on brute force. "Wang Yougui nodded to express his understanding.
Zhou Ziyuan shook his head. "We also wish to buy a combined harvester, but we are still lacking some money. We only wish to earn the remaining money this year. But this year, harvesters have become widespread. We can't earn any money at all. It's just too difficult to buy a combined harvester. Thankfully, there are some mountains and low-lying terrain that machines can't enter. That's why we can earn a little. We came out in June and headed north all the way. We searched for jobs along the way, all the way until now. Village Chief, we took a look when we came. Your village's fields are flat, so it doesn't seem like you need wheat hands. We won't disturb you any further. We plan on trying our luck elsewhere. "
With that said, Zhou Ziyuan patted the child beside him. The little fellow looked at Zhou Ziyuan with a bitter look. "Dad, I'm tired. Let's rest for a while before we leave."
Zhou Ziyuan's eyes turned red when he heard that. Any family's child would feel the pinch. Although children were energetic, they were still children. Zhou Ziyuan could grit his teeth and endure the same journey, but the child really couldn't take it.
Wang Yougui and Fangzheng exchanged looks as Fangzheng asked, "Patron Zhou, it's been such a tiring journey. Why did you bring a child along?"
"We have no choice. There's no one at home. We can't just leave the child at home …" Zhou Ziyuan's wife complained.
Hearing this, Zhou Ziyuan's eyes dimmed even more, as if he had aged a little.
"Mom, I'm tired too. Let's rest for a while." Another little girl pulled Zhou Zishan's wife, Shen Aijia's hand and said softly.
Shen Aijia put on a stern face and patted the little girl's butt, reprimanding her in a low voice, "You've rested for so long, isn't it enough? If he rested any longer, the sky would turn dark, and he would have wasted another day. If you don't earn money every day, what will you eat and drink in the future? "
When Shen Aijia yelled at her, the little girl immediately shut up. She tugged at Shen Aijia's sleeve and stood there with a wronged expression on her face.
When Zhou Zishan saw this, he quickly got up and said, "Village Chief, we won't disturb you any further. Thank you for your hospitality. We will bid you farewell first. "
Fangzheng could tell that Zhou Zishan was truly in a rush. To these wheat hands, not working for a day was equivalent to not earning any money. Furthermore, there was a season to rush the wheat fields. It was already Cold Dew. In a few days, everyone's rice would have been harvested, and they would not be able to earn any money. Now that they were in a rush for time and traveling, it was no wonder they were in such a rush, not even willing to take a break.
However, Fangzheng knew better than Zhou Zishan that the farmlands of the villages near Mt. One Finger were basically flat. Furthermore, everyone had already discussed that they would hire each other to help harvest. It was difficult for outsiders to participate.
Fangzheng's heart winced when he saw the adults carrying their luggage once again and dragging the two children who were tired and unwilling to walk out.
Red Boy secretly tugged at Fangzheng's corner. Squirrel grabbed Fangzheng's ear and began wiping his tears.
Lone Wolf looked pitifully at Fangzheng while Monkey kept mumbling something. When Fangzheng listened carefully, he was surprised to hear, "Stone-Hearted monk … Amitabha …"
Fangzheng rolled his eyes, wishing he could give the stupid monkey a slap.
However, Fangzheng had no time to bother with his disciples. Instead, he looked at Wang Yougui and said, "Patron, our village also needs to hire wheat hands, right? Having a few more people will make it faster. It's already Cold Dew, and in a few more days, it will be Frost … "
"Alright, Abbot Fangzheng, cut it out. I know what you want to say. In fact, I'm in a dilemma. As you know, our village has earned quite a bit of money this year thanks to you. In the past, everyone was reluctant to spend money, but it's different this year. Everyone has money, so everyone has invested in a combined harvester. Yang Hua has already gone to get the cart. He should be back soon. "With that said, Wang Yougui shrugged. His intentions were clear.
Fangzheng understood. Having invested in a combined harvester, who would still hire wheat hands?
At that moment, Dog Song came. He held a sickle and grinned. He wore a slanted hat, and his face was flushed red as he walked in happily. When he saw the wheat hands leave, he wore a look of curiosity. He came over and asked, "Village Chief, who are these people? Why are they carrying so many bags with them and children? They look quite pitiful. "
Wang Yougui recounted their situation and said with a wry smile, "To be honest, I do wish to help them, but our village really doesn't need wheat hands anymore. Sigh. By the way, you are covered in sweat. Where did you go? "
Dog Song used the sickle's handle to nudge his slanted hat and said, "What else could I have done? Weren't we encouraging reclamation in the past? I opened up a wasteland by the side of the mountain, in what used to be a waterhole. It was a mess, full of potholes, and it wasn't a patch of land. I was thinking that since the machines couldn't get in, I might as well harvest the rice myself … After working for a whole morning, I'm finally done. "
Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard the first half of the story. But when they heard that the work was done, Fangzheng and Wang Yougui were still fine.
However, Red Boy, Lone Wolf, Monkey, and Squirrel were instantly displeased when they heard that. They had come for food, but the moment they reached the foot of the mountain, they realized that there was no work to do. They were displeased! But this fellow had done the work himself! It was too much! Besides, there were still a few pitiful people waiting for work! Therefore, all of them glared at Dog Song fiercely, having a nagging feeling that he was here to stir up trouble.
Dog Song turned flustered from their stares. "Abbot Fangzheng, what's wrong with your disciples? Why do they look at me so strangely? "
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