The shuttle boat dispatched by the Miaowan Battalion is a medium-sized ship with a length of 25 meters and a width of 6.3 meters. It is equipped with two French cannons on the bow and one on the stern. The rated number is 20 sailors and 60 soldiers. The fastest speed of this kind of boat is only seven knots, and the average speed is generally five knots.
"Captain, their ship is coming. What should we do?" In the captain's cabin of Beihai No. 1, the second officer Guo Po came in and asked the captain quickly.
Guo Podai is just nineteen years old this year and is still a student at the navigation school. Among the Dan family fishermen who went north, he studied the hardest. He had studied a lot before coming to Beihai Town, so he was promoted the fastest; in just over a year, he had already reached the position of second officer. For example, Zheng Yi and Zheng Qi are still third officers, while Shrimp Ball Boy went to technical school.
The captain of Beihai No. 1 used to be the bosun of the Thor, and he was one of the old men who had been to Bear Island. He was honest and loyal to Zhao Xin, needless to say. He was assigned to the Beihai No. 1 from the beginning of its transformation, and he learned how to operate a sailboat from a group of Macao and Portuguese craftsmen for nearly a year.
At the mobilization meeting before the fleet set off, plans were made to deal with various emergencies. After hearing the report from Mrs. Guo, the captain of Beihai No. 1 picked up the telescope on the table and walked quickly onto the deck. After observing for a while, he ordered: "According to plan No. 3."
Plan No. 3? Grandma Guo thought for a while, and immediately began to order several sailors on the ship to prepare weapons, so seven or eight sailors quickly equipped themselves with pepper spray, stun guns...
When the Qing army's shuttle boat slowly approached Beihai No. 1, the sailors on the ship first threw hook lines to the side of Beihai No. 1. After the two ships were connected and stopped, Mr. Qian from Miaowan Shuiying let him go. The men shouted.
"Where did you come from? Why are you anchored in my clear waters?!"
After a while, the Qing army on the boat saw a black-haired, blue-eyed, big-nosed man emerging from the side of the boat. He said in a mandarin that was not fluent: "The nest is from Europe. I want to fight with the turtle." Make a pot of medicine."
"Damn it, this Tibetan ghost official's words are really good!" Mr. Qian laughed and cursed, which caused a burst of laughter from the Qing troops on the boat.
After Mr. Qian finished laughing, he said to the Qing soldier who was shouting: "Tell him that if he wants to go to Guangzhou for business, he is not allowed to stay here! In addition, we have to board the ship for inspection."
When the Qing army finished shouting, the big-nosed foreigner looked embarrassed and said, "It's inconvenient to have a kunoichi wearing a kunoichi!"
What? woman? The Qing troops on the boat were immediately excited. They have never seen the Tibetan ghost woman look like at such a big age!
Mr. Qian, who was posing, came out of the cabin and said loudly: "Quickly lower the rope ladder, I want to board the ship for inspection!"
On the Beihai No. 1, all the crew members with Oriental faces were hiding in the cabin and snickering. A few Australian and Portuguese craftsmen pretending to be sailors stood on the deck and shouted in pretense of panic. One guy even pinched his throat. The woman screamed twice.
In order to prevent the Qing army from escaping, several Macao and Portuguese craftsmen first threw down a few hooks and asked the sailors on the boat to fasten them, and then slowly lowered the rope ladder. Mr. Qian, who was on the boat, gave an order, and several impatient men began to climb up.
As soon as several Qing soldiers boarded the ship, they drew their knives with domineering expressions and surrounded an open space on the deck to make room for Mr. Qian. Then he said to several Australian and Portuguese sailors who looked frightened: "Where is the bow of your ship? Call him out and everyone get on the deck!"
"Captain Womendi is fighting with the princes in the captain's poem. Qing follows Wo Lai." It was the same black-haired and blue-eyed sailor who had negotiated with the Qing army before. He bowed respectfully to several Qing soldiers, then waved his hand and prepared to lead the way.
"Jia Er, you and Chen Qi are guarding outside. Let's go in and take a look." Seeing that the other party was very polite, one of the Qing soldiers led by the Qing army did not suspect that there was a scam, so he left two people waiting outside, and the other two Then he followed the sailor into the captain's cabin.
After a while, the two people guarding outside heard their own people calling from the door: "Jia Er, Chen Qi, you two come here."
As soon as the two Qing soldiers entered the house, they saw that the two people who had entered before were being held with knives at their necks, unable to move. The two of them were shocked, and just as they were about to scream subconsciously, they suddenly felt a pain coming from their backs, sweeping through their whole bodies in an instant. The two of them were in so much pain that they couldn't even speak, and fell to the ground. Their whole bodies curled up and began to twitch, and they fell into In coma. At this time, several sailors hiding behind the door came out, tied up the two men, and put tape on their mouths twice.
The two Qing soldiers who were restrained with knives were sweating profusely and staring at the black clubs at the waists of the two sailors, terrified. At this time, Mrs. Guo said to one of the Qing soldiers: "Go out and call all your people up now. If you dare to shout randomly, I will chop you up alive and feed it to the fishes!"
The Qing soldier's face turned pale, knowing that he had fallen into someone's trap. I just don’t know where this group of pirates came from, they are so vicious. He said hurriedly: "Don't worry, uncle, I will do whatever you ask me to do. I will definitely not yell."
Grandma Guo said: "You will tell the people on your ship later that there are many women in the cabin of this ship, as well as many Tibetan ghosts. Do you remember?!"
"Remember! Remember!"
Mr. Qian, who was on the boat, got excited when he heard that there were many hags. He climbed onto Beihai No. 1 with a few of his men. So in the captain's room, dozens of Qing troops fell into the trap one after another. In the end, the captain's cabin was filled with tied-up Qing prisoners. They were either convulsed and unconscious with electric batons, foaming at the mouth, or their eyes were so red and swollen that they couldn't open their eyes from the pepper spray.
When there were only twenty sailors and ten Qing troops left on the boat, the remaining people also realized that something was wrong. Why was there no movement after Mr. Qian got on board? Before they could untie the cable, a line of black gun muzzles emerged from the side of Beihai No. 1, and everyone raised their hands in surrender.
The guerrillas from the Miaowan camp waited for two days, but there was still no report from their men. He was worried that the sailing boat would encounter wind and waves, so he sent another boat out to sea to search. Unexpectedly, a few days later, the second boat also left. Never return. At this time, no one in Miaowan camp dared to go to sea anymore. Everyone knew that something big must have happened in Wutiaosha.
In mid-July, four boats successively brought 15,000 men, women, and children from Guide and Bozhou back to Beihai Town. After staying for a few days and replenishing supplies, we turned around and headed south again. At this time, there were two more red and black sailing boats on the Beihai Town Pier.
At the same time, the spring wheat harvest of 1787 arrived as scheduled.
This autumn harvest is different from previous years. The number of agricultural machinery drivers has expanded to more than 500 people, which means that at least 200 large harvesters can work at the same time.
Zhao Xin gritted his teeth and ordered ten sets of "Klass 770TT" combine harvesters and twenty sets of 8800 combine harvesters last year. In May this year, they were shipped to Beihai Town and Fuldan City. After two months of trial operation, the agricultural machinery team selected 30 skilled and experienced guys from 500 drivers to operate these equipment.
These things are so expensive, each one is as expensive as a supercar. The price of the 770 model is as high as 3 million, and the 8800 model is also 2 million.
It’s a bit expensive to say it is, but the work efficiency is extremely high. The 770TT header has a width of more than 12 meters and can harvest 100 acres per hour; the 8800 header has a width of 14 meters and can harvest 120 acres per hour. mu. Based on the standard of harvesting one hundred acres per hour, these thirty sets of combine harvesters can harvest three thousand acres of wheat in one hour, which is thirty-six thousand acres in twelve hours a day. The two places in Beihai Town now have a total of only 100,000 acres of arable land, and it can be harvested in almost three days.
Accompanying this are hundreds of newly arrived tractors. Each tractor is equipped with a traction bucket with a load capacity of three tons, which is used to transport completed threshed wheat.
In addition, the civil affairs also organized wood factories to build hundreds of horse-drawn harvesters for harvesting scattered plots of land. It looked like a low, weird windmill with four wide harvesting blades, pulled by two horses. During operation, one person is responsible for driving the horse forward. When the harvesting tray on the left side of the harvester is filled with wheat, the farmer following him will immediately transport the wheat away and thresh it.
The emergence of combine harvesters and horse-drawn harvesters caused a huge sensation in Beihai Town. Tens of thousands of people ran to the field to see the sacred object. When they saw that where the 14-meter-long harvesting platform passed, there was only a short layer of straw left in the field, they suddenly burst into exclamations.
Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, the huge half-track harvester moved forward, and the grain outlet behind the driver's seat began to spray the threshed wheat into the bucket of the tractor nearby. At the same time, a large amount of straw is chopped through the stem crusher, and then sprayed out from the bottom of the vehicle by a powerful stem spreader. People who don't know look at it from a distance and think that thousands of horses are galloping behind the white and green divine object.
When everyone came to their senses, they were surprised to find that dozens of acres of land had been harvested in the blink of an eye.
A newly arrived refugee exclaimed: "What a good boy! This must be something only a god can use!"
A man in his thirties next to him laughed and said, "What a god! I heard the teacher at school tell me that this is a machine, and it is all man-made!"
Another person next to him said in surprise: "This is still taught in school?"
"Of course he will teach. My second primary school will graduate next year. I plan to let him go to a technical school to learn this, yes, tractors!"
An old man who looked like a scholar stroked his beard and said, "This thing pulls from the front to the rear. Why isn't it called a tractor?"
Everyone said that Li Xiucai was right! When I was confused, I heard one person laugh and say: "Li Xiucai, this thing was originally used to drag plows to cultivate the land, so it is called a tractor."
"Look, look! The bucket at the back is full!" Everyone hurriedly looked up and saw that the tractor with the tractor bucket that had been following the harvester began to accelerate and drove towards the east. Immediately afterwards, another tractor with a hanging bucket quickly followed, and wheat continued to fall like a waterfall into the empty hanging bucket.
"I'm a bitch!"
"We are so lucky to have such a divine thing!"
At this time, everyone only heard a man murmuring: "I work very hard at home. Every year, I can cut more than an acre of land in one day of wheat harvest. Now, from now on, machines will be used, so what do we need to do?"
You must know that in ancient times when there were no harvesters, farmers used sickles to harvest wheat. People with strong physical strength could only harvest two acres at most from morning to night. By the next day, they would be too tired to stop farming. In Daiqing, even the wheat collectors hired by the landowners could only cut one acre a day.
These farmers from the Central Plains looked at the large harvesters crisscrossing the fields and suddenly didn't know what to do in the future.
"What are you doing? What can't you do?" The man in his thirties who spoke at the beginning turned to the dazed man and said: "Raise livestock and poultry, grow vegetables, serve as a soldier, work in a workshop, build ships, join the construction team,... Women in the family can also go to the workshop to earn money. Brother, Beihai Town is not a court in the south. As long as you work hard, your life will get better and better!"
A few days later, many farmers were surprised to find that all the tens of thousands of acres of wheat had been harvested in just a week! Bags of grain filled the huge warehouse.
For many residents who are currently allocated 50 acres of land, even if the whole family works together, they cannot harvest 50 acres of wheat in seven days. With the emergence of horse-drawn harvesters, they were surprised to find that even a hundred acres could be harvested within a few days.
For most farmers, the mechanized large-scale combine harvester is a mythical object that cannot be understood at all; but many people understand the horse-drawn harvester. With this thing, even a hundred acres of wheat can be harvested. Down.
Zhu Dagui, who was collecting straw in his own field, looked at the endless wheat stubble field under the blue sky and white clouds, and couldn't help but sincerely sigh, Prince Zhao is really a god sent by God. Last year, the whole family had to work together. Who would have thought that this year, they would just wait in the field, and in one meal, their fifty acres of wheat would be harvested.
At this time, he saw a newly arrived refugee holding a torch and heading towards the wheat stubble field. He thought something was going to happen, so he rushed up and shouted, "Stop! What are you going to do?!"
The refugee held up a torch and said blankly: "Burning straw, isn't this what we used to do in our hometown?" He was new here. He had been squatting on the ground for a long time and wanted to help.
"Oh~~ don't move, wait." Zhu Dagui calmly approached the refugee, and suddenly snatched the torch away.
"Hey, what are you doing?" The refugee shouted after chasing Zhu Dagui. As soon as he shouted, several other refugees who were transporting straw also ran over.
Zhu Dagui quickly walked to the end of the field, doused it with water from the bucket, let out a long breath, and then turned around and lectured: "Come on, Xin Xin? We don't want to burn straw here! All this has to be transported to the end of the field for fertilization." Use it, or send it to livestock farms and horse farms for livestock to eat!”
"Ah! Is there such a thing?" The refugee scratched his bald head and said, "I think it's okay to burn it. Plant ashes are precious."
"Yes, his elder brother, there are so many straws, I wonder what's the point of burning some wood."
Zhu Dagui pointed to the dense bushes and woods not far away and cursed: "Do you fucking know? When the fire breaks out, the whole forest will be affected! Don't the people in the town read the notices? Why does our leader of the residents’ group eat? The civil affairs department has already sent people down to tell us that if this land is burned down, there won’t be enough land next year!”
The refugee saw that Zhu Dagui was also bald and dressed in rags, so he argued stubbornly: "I burned other people's things, what does it have to do with you?"
"Fuck you! This is my family's land!" Zhu Dagui suddenly became angry. He came out to do farm work today, and he was wearing such nice clothes for who to see, so he found some old clothes and torn pants to wear.
At this time, a civil affairs clerk who heard the news ran over. After asking about the situation, he was also very angry. Fortunately, Zhu Dagui stopped him. If this became popular, the harvesters in the distance would also have to finish it!
The clerk immediately asked someone to call the leaders of the residential groups where the new refugees were located. When they arrived, he gave them a severe lesson.
This is not the only place that has been set on fire.
That afternoon, in Beihai Town, several new refugees who had arrived in the first half of the year also wanted to burn the ash to fertilize the fields, so they lit a fire and filled the sky with black smoke. The fire that quickly ignited almost spread to the school. Finally, the training headquarters dispatched an emergency dispatch and mobilized two regiments to fight for two days and one night before the fire was put out.
Early the next morning, the civil affairs department issued an emergency notice, strictly prohibiting setting fire to wasteland and burning straw. Violators would be sent to the police for ten days and their entire family would be sent to hard labor for one year. At the same time, the land could not be divided within two years.
At the end of July, the Civil Affairs Bureau issued another notice, recruiting families who are willing to settle in Ezo. Each household will be given one hundred acres of land, two horses, a horse-drawn land preparation machine, a harvester and other tools. Free gift.
As soon as the news came out, the refugees who had seen the power of the horse-drawn harvester immediately became enthusiastic, and the queue to register outside the town hall stretched for more than a mile.
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