Magic Industry Empire

It’s probably a long time, and the rainstorm is not enough. It’s been intermittently lasting for a little half a month before finally stopping.

By the time the sky was completely clear, the sun showed all the long-lost glory, and when it was all day, it was discovered that the weather was no longer as hot as it used to be. .

After all, it is already at the end of August, and it is the last time of the summer.

During this period of time, there was a little excessive rain, which promoted the last period of the wheat in the farmland outside Bangta City. The weather was not clear enough for two days. All the farmland had turned golden from the previous green and yellow. Looking at it, the golden waves are swaying with the wind, and it is spectacular.

For the world of Sainz, which is not well developed, and even does not guarantee the basic needs of everyone, the annual food production is the top priority. No matter what country or anyone is harvesting, it is important. Put everything down in the days and do the harvest.

The Kingdom of Lampas is located in the southwestern part of the central part of Sainz. There are two seasons of harvest every year. Among them, the autumn harvest is the most important. So when the wheat field is ripe, the kingdom is an autumn harvest. Bangta City is natural. There is no exception.

But this year, it seems that there are some different places in previous years.

On the outskirts of Bangta City West, a large area of ​​land is the territory of the Viscounts of Leslie. Because of the earlier planting, nearly half of the fields in this field have been fully matured, and now they are harvesting time.

According to the tradition of previous years, at this time Viscount Lesley usually sent all the slaves under his name, and at the same time mobilized all his guards to go to the farmland to assist in the harvest, and even many children even participated.

After all, farmland harvesting relies entirely on manpower, and one person can contribute more, which means that the harvest will end earlier.

Often this time, everyone will look forward to the day when you don't suddenly have a heavy rain like before, otherwise, I am afraid that this year's harvest will be finished.

However, this year is actually different. Although the Viscount Leslie, as in previous years, led the people of the Viscounts to sacrifice the gods, but did not immediately announce that all the slaves and the people will start harvesting, and they will first cut off the first ear. Wheat makes a symbolic example, but it goes straight to the side and looks like a lively look.

This made the aristocrats in Bangta City, who was on the sidelines, more puzzled.

It was already very strange that the Viscount Leslie had invited them to watch the priest’s harvesting ceremony today. Now the Viscount Leslie is like this... What kind of ghost is this Viscount Lesley doing?

Just as everyone was wondering, Viscount Lesley suddenly made a roar, and suddenly attracted everyone's attention.

Under the gaze of everyone, a weird machine rushed out from behind Lesley's Viscount under the control of a strong man.

The machine looks very weird. The front end is a huge rectangular iron box. The iron box is open in front of it, revealing the iron plough that is constantly rotating with the roar of the machine. It looks very embarrassing.

In the middle of the machine is a huge iron shelf, covered with iron, and there is a rumbling sound inside, it seems that something is constantly vibrating inside.

Underneath the iron shelf are two huge, large iron wheels with a height of half a person. From the outside, the wheel is obviously specially modified. Not only is the wheel as wide as the child's arm, but there is also a road. The dents should look like they are to strengthen the grip of the wheel.

However, in the eyes of many people, this is clearly an extra move.

Judging from the fact that the wheel is easily pressed into the field, the weight of this machine is only a few hundred pounds.

The end of the whole machine is simple, just two handles, just let the brave man hold the grip, so that the machine can move normally according to his meaning.

"The Viscount Leslie, what is the purpose of this stuff?" asked an aristocrat standing next to the Viscount Leslie.

Viscount Leslie smiled a little: "It's boring to say it, you can see it."

Upon hearing this answer, the aristocrats who care about the answers can only regain their attention on the machine.

At that time, the brawny had carefully manipulated this strange machine into the farmland. Looking back at the Viscount Leslie, seeing the viscount Leslie nodded, and took a white cloth from his pocket to sniff. Cover, and then put a bag that should be used to hold food in an opening at the back of the machine, then reach out and press a button on the handle that seems to be on the switch. The machine makes another roar, slowly moving toward Advance in the wheat field.

The onlookers were taken aback. The machine looked so ferocious. If it rushed over, wouldn’t it be squashed out of the wheat that was so mature?

Even if the viscount of Leslie is large enough, but he can only grow so much wheat, and waste it all, it should never be.

Under the horror of the eyes, the iron box at the front of the machine had already rolled a row of wheat from the outermost layer of the wheat field.

The high-speed rotating shovel plowed the wheat easily and swallowed directly into the machine.

In the huge box of the machine, there was a strange roar. In a short while, several aristocrats with sharp eyes found that something in the mouth behind the machine seemed to be sprayed out, and the original empty bag was stuffed.

As the machine continued to advance in the wheat field, the back of the mouth kept spraying, and the bag was filled up a little bit.

When the machine walked back and forth twice in the wheat field under the control of the strong man, the bag was filled with bulging sacs, and the strong man stopped the machine.

As Viscount Lesley waved, the two slaves rushed from behind, untied the bag from the machine and replaced it with a cloth bag.

The brawny continued to manipulate the machine to harvest the wheat in the wheat fields, and the two slaves carried the filled bag to the Viscount Leslie.

Not waiting for the Viscount Leslie, the aristocrats on the side have already gathered up.

A nobleman took a look at the probe and immediately shouted in surprise. He reached out and grabbed a hand in the bag, and suddenly grabbed a handful of deep red wheat grains!

Seeing this situation, the other aristocrats on the other side couldn't help it anymore, and they went in and went in. Without accident, everyone grabbed a grain of wheat.

Looking at the wheat grain, which is almost completely free of wheat, the nobles can't believe their eyes.

"This... How is it possible? Is it clear that the wheat straw in the field will suddenly become wheat grain?" A nobleman said to himself.

"Yeah, how did this get it? Viscount Leslie, you shouldn't have pretended to have a bag of wheat to lie to us to play?" Another aristocrat is obviously even more unbelievable.

Viscount Leslie was too lazy to explain to them, pointing fingers at the machine that was still harvested in the wheat fields.

The crowd looked at the past, but saw that the machine had filled the empty bag that had just been replaced.

When the two slaves carried the bag up, everyone looked around and found that the bag was filled with wheat grains.

In fact, it is necessary to say that Leslie Leslie lie to them to play, who does not believe.

First, the Viscount Leslie did not need to do this. Secondly, the aristocrats here were somewhat aware of the farmland. It is natural to know that the wheat grains in the two bags are obviously newly harvested, and it is impossible to be Viscount Sly took the previous Chen Mai to lie to them.

But... how did this get it?

It is obvious that the wheat just grew up in the field, swallowed in by the strange machine, and then turned into wheat grain after spit it out.

"I said... Viscount Leslie, this shouldn't be magical?" A nobleman couldn't help himself.

Viscount Lesley laughed happily: "You are right. This is really a bit of a relationship with magic. But it is not right to say that it is all magic. Have you heard of such a convenient magic?"

Everyone shook his head.

"Well, I tell you, this thing is called a magic harvester, it is used to harvest wheat. How? After you have seen it, what do you think?" Viscount Leslie looked around with interest. Everyone.

Everyone looked at each other. A nobleman’s eyes turned and he went to the Leslie’s Viscount and asked with a smile: “The Viscount Leslie, everyone is an old friend. You told me, are you a lot of this machine? Can you borrow me for two?"

Listening to this person, the other nobles around immediately reacted.

"Yeah, I also use it. The wheat on my land is also harvested. Your machine is so amazing, it's so good!"

"That is, everyone is an old friend, and lend it to me?"

"What is borrowing? You guys are cheap guys. Viscount Leslie, I don't have to borrow. If you have more, just open a price and sell it to me."

"Right, sell it to me. With this stuff, harvesting wheat can be much more convenient. Look at this speed, I am afraid that it will not be completed in just one hour?"

"I don't think I can use it for an hour. I didn't say it, this thing is so good, Viscount Leslie, if you have more, how many units I buy, even though the price is sold to me!"

"Ron Baron, you are so a small piece of land, why do you buy so many? Well, this machine is so amazing, I will definitely not have a lot. I can't sell it to Viscount Leslie, don't forget it. When I received the spring harvest, I lend you a hundred slaves to help you."

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Looking at the enthusiasm of the surrounding nobles, Leslie Lesley smiled and turned to look behind him.

"I want to buy this machine, but don't look for me, you should look for him. My machine is still sold to me."

When the nobles turned their heads, they saw a smile on their face.

The smile was like a tiger who had been hungry for three days and saw a lot of fat that was sent to his mouth.