Maybe I had been holding it in for a long time, and the heavy rain either stopped falling, but it lasted intermittently for less than half a month before finally stopping.

When the sky cleared completely and the sun showed all the long-lost honor, and when it shone hot all day, people were shocked to find that the weather was no longer as hot as before, and they wanted to peel off the skin on their bodies.

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

This period of time, the rain was a little excessive, which promoted the last period of wheat in the farmland outside Bangta City. After only two days of sunshine, all the farmlands had turned from the previous green and yellow to golden. Looking around, golden waves rippling with the wind, which was spectacular.

For a world where productivity in the mainland of Synes is not yet developed and cannot even guarantee everyone’s most basic food and clothing needs, annual food production is the top priority. No matter what country or anyone will give up everything on the important day of harvest, and do their best to harvest.

The Kingdom of Lampas is located in the southwest of the central and southern Seines continents. There are two harvest seasons every year, among which autumn harvest is the most important. Therefore, when the wheat fields are ripe, the autumn harvest scene is everywhere in the kingdom, and Bonta City is naturally no exception.

However, this year, it seems that there are some differences from previous years.

In the suburbs of the west of Bonta, a large area of ​​land is the territory of Viscount Leslie, because it was planted earlier, and nearly half of the fields were already fully ripe at this time, and now it is time to harvest.

According to the tradition of previous years, Viscount Leslie usually sent all the slaves under his name at this time, and at the same time mobilized all his guards to go to the farmland to assist in the harvest. Many times, even children would participate.

After all, farmland harvesting depends entirely on manpower, and being able to contribute one more person means that the harvest will end earlier.

Often at this time, everyone hopes that heaven will not suddenly rain heavily like before, otherwise, I am afraid that this year's harvest will be over.

But this year is really different. Although Viscount Leslie led the servants of the Viscount's Mansion to worship the gods, he did not immediately announce that all the slaves and servants would go to the ground to start harvesting. He took the lead in cutting the first ear of wheat to set a symbolic example, but retreated directly to the side and looked like watching the fun.

This made the nobles of Bangta City watching the nearby people even more puzzled.

Originally, Viscount Leslie's special trip to invite them to watch the harvest ceremony of the Viscount's territory today was already very strange. Now Viscount Leslie is like this... What the hell is this Viscount Leslie doing?

Just as everyone was confused, a roar suddenly came from behind Viscount Leslie, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Under the gaze of everyone, a strange machine rushed out from behind Viscount Leslie under the control of a strong man.

The machine looks very strange. At the front end is a huge rectangular iron box. There is a hole in front of the iron box, revealing the iron rake plow inside, which is constantly rotating with the roar of the machine. It looks very ferocious.

In the middle of the machine is a huge iron rack, covered with iron sheets on the outside, and rumbling sounds are constantly making inside, as if something is constantly vibrating inside.

Under the iron frame are two huge thick iron wheels that are half a person tall. From the appearance, this wheel is obviously specially modified. Not only is the wheel as wide as a child's arms, but there are also dents on it. It looks like it should be to strengthen the grip of the wheels.

However, in the eyes of many people, this is clearly a waste of time.

Judging from the fact that the wheels easily pressed into the field and it was a thick palm, the weight of this machine was probably at least several hundred kilograms.

The end of the entire machine is simple, with only two handles, just for the strong man to hold it tightly, so that the machine can move forward normally according to his wishes.

"Vissue Leslie, what is this thing for?" a nobleman standing next to Vissue Leslie couldn't help but ask.

Viscount Leslie smiled slightly: "It's boring to say it, you'll know it just by looking at it."

Hearing this answer, the nobles around him who were concerned about the answer could only helplessly refocus on the machine.

The strong man was carefully controlling the strange-looking machine and entered the farmland. He looked back at Viscount Leslie. Seeing Viscount Leslie nodding, he took out a piece of white cloth from his pocket to cover his mouth and nose, and then put a cloth bag that should be used to hold grain at a certain opening behind the machine. Then he reached out and pressed something on the handle that seemed to be a switch. The machine made a roar again and slowly advanced into the wheat field.

The nobles watching were all surprised. The machine looked so fierce. If they rushed over like this, wouldn’t they have to flatten all the wheat that had finally matured?

Even if Viscount Leslie has a large territory, he can only grow so much wheat. It should never be wasted this in vain.

Just as everyone was surprised and inexplicably gaze, the iron box at the front of the machine had rolled a row of wheat on the outermost layer of the wheat field.

The high-speed rotating iron rake plow mercilessly swallowed the wheat in one bite and disappeared directly into the machine.

A strange roar came from the huge box of the machine. After a while, several sharp-eyed nobles discovered that something seemed to be spraying out from the hole behind the machine, stuffing the originally empty cloth bag a little.

As the machine continued to move forward in the wheat field, the hole behind kept spraying something, and the cloth bag became more and more abundant.

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

Viscount Leslie waved his hand, and the two slaves rushed over from behind, untied the cloth bag from the machine, replaced it with another cloth bag and hung it on it.

The strong man continued to control the machine to harvest wheat in the wheat fields, while the two slaves carried the full cloth bags to Viscount Leslie.

Without waiting for Viscount Leslie to signal, the nobles on the side had already surrounded him.

A nobleman looked at him and immediately shouted in surprise. He reached out and grabbed a hand in the cloth bag. He even grabbed a full grain of dark red wheat!

Seeing this situation, the other nobles watching could no longer help but reach in and without any surprise, each of them caught a handful of wheat grains.

Looking at the handful of wheat grains in his hand that were almost completely free of wheat husks, the nobles could not believe their eyes.

"How is this... possible? It's obviously still the wheat straw in the field, but why does it suddenly turn into wheat grains?" a nobleman said to himself in a daze.

"Yes, how did this happen? Viscount Leslie, you might have packed a bag of wheat to deceive us into playing?" Another nobleman was obviously even more unbelievable.

Viscount Leslie was too lazy to explain to them, and pointed to the machine that was still harvesting in the wheat fields.

Everyone looked over, but saw that the machine had filled the empty cloth bag that had just been replaced again.

After the two slaves carried the cloth bag over, everyone surrounded him and found that the cloth bag was indeed full of wheat grains.

In fact, if Viscount Leslie deceived them, no one believed it.

First of all, Viscount Leslie had no need to do this. Secondly, the nobles here had some understanding of the farmland. Naturally, it was clear that the wheat grains in these two cloth bags were obviously the new wheat that had just been harvested. It was absolutely impossible for Viscount Leslie to deceive them with the former Chen Mai.

But...how did this happen?

The wheat was growing well in the fields just now, but was swallowed by the weird machine, and then spit it out and turned into wheat grains?

"I said... Viscount Leslie, this could not be a magical transformation, right?" a nobleman couldn't help but say.

Viscount Leslie laughed: "You are right, this really has something to do with magic. But it's not right to say that it's all magical. Have you ever heard of such convenient magic?"

Everyone shook their heads together.

"Okay, let me tell you, this thing is called a magic harvester, which is used to harvest wheat. How about it? Do you think after you have seen it now?" Viscount Leslie looked at everyone around him with interest.

Everyone looked at each other, and a nobleman turned his eyes and approached Viscount Leslie with a smile and asked, "Visual Leslie, everyone is old friends. Tell me, do you have many machines? Can you lend me two of them for use?"

After hearing this man said that, the other nobles around him immediately reacted.

"Yes, I'll borrow it for me. It's time to harvest the wheat in my territory. Your machine is so magical, it's so easy to use!"

"That's right, everyone is old friends, can you lend it to me for use?"

"What does it mean to borrow? You guys who are greedy for cheap things. Viscount Leslie, I don't need to borrow. If you have more, just offer a price and sell me two units."

"Yes, it's okay to sell it to me. With this thing, harvesting wheat is much more convenient. Judging from the speed, I'm afraid I can finish this large piece of land in just one hour, right?"

"I think I'm afraid I won't even need an hour. I didn't say that this thing is so useful. Viscount Leslie, if you have too many, just sell it to me for a price, I will buy as many as I can!"

"Baron Rover, you are so small in size, why are you buying so many? Besides, this machine is so magical, I don't think there are many. Viscount Leslie, you must sell it to me first! Don't forget that when the harvest was last spring, I lent you a hundred slaves to help you."

...

Looking at the enthusiastic appearance of the nobles around him, Viscount Leslie smiled and turned around and pointed at the person behind him.

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

The nobles turned their heads in shock and saw Xu Yi with a smile on his face.

That smile was like a tiger who had been hungry for three days and saw a large pile of compost meat delivered to his mouth.
Chapter completed!