Siheyuan: I am a trader in both worlds!

Chapter 481 Everyone Goes to Work in the Factory!
"Old Luo, this big farm really lives up to the old saying: big is good, big is beautiful! The more land, the better, it has to be connected into a continuous expanse! It has to be the kind that you can't see the end of, that's what makes it exciting, and it's also easier to manage."

"And this machine, see this combine harvester? The front cutting platform is 6 meters wide! One round trip, and an acre of land is done in no time!"

"Harvesting 10 acres of land takes at most half an hour, or even less! If it were someone else, you'd be exhausted to death. How much could you harvest?"

"The key point is that it's not just about cutting wheat. Combine harvesters, combine harvesters—besides cutting, they can also harvest!"

"Just like the threshing process that we work so hard to do, the threshing is done at the same time as harvesting. It can even chop up the straw that is difficult to handle and then spread it evenly in the field for later processing."

"Such a great thing! Guess how much it costs? At most, it's only a few hundred thousand! Converted to our prices, that's only ten or twenty thousand! For just ten or twenty thousand, you can take this multi-functional combine harvester home and use it however you want! It's such a good deal, you should really buy a few more."

He did have a knack for passionate salesmanship, and surprisingly, he actually convinced Lao Luo, immediately arousing his desire to buy.

Seeing that Lao Luo was really interested, Ximen Lang pressed on.

"We've already bought the combine harvester, so we absolutely need agricultural drones! And it has to be our old friend, DJI drones, and it has to be DJI drones!"

"Maximum takeoff weight 145 kg, maximum payload 75 kg! With that payload, you can use it as a small bomber, let alone just fertilize the ground or spray some pesticides!"

"Such a reliable product only costs a few tens of thousands of yuan, which is only a few hundred yuan here. I really can't understand what kind of madness you must have had to choose to refuse it."

Goodness, they went from talking about combine harvesters to DJI drones, and then from DJI drones to selling various models of tractors.

Not to mention Lao Luo, even Qin Huairu standing next to him was willing to sell everything she owned to buy such a set for her own home.

Then, somehow, the topic circled back to the question that had been troubling Bai Ling for hundreds of chapters.

That is.
"What about the people? Machines are doing all the work, what are we going to do? How are so many farmers going to make a living?"

However, unlike before, this was Qin Huairu's question, and it was only about what the farmers in the world of Beijing should do in the future and how they should make a living. It was not about the many toiling masses of later generations that caused Ximen Lang such a headache.

One sentence.
"That's an excellent question!"

Ximen Lang immediately replied confidently.

"What do you think about sending them all to work in the factory, just like your husband Jia Dongxu and your mother Jia Zhangshi?"

Do they all go to work in factories?

If only they could truly put down their farm tools and become a glorious, stable, and respectable member of the working class, becoming a respectable city dweller like her.
That would be the best thing ever!

"But they don't have much education; they can't even read many words. Is it really feasible for them to become workers?"

"He doesn't even recognize many characters, that's a bit of a problem."

Qin Huairu immediately tensed up upon hearing this, fearing that her lack of education would ruin her family's path to becoming respectable city dwellers.

Ximen Lang then continued.

"But it's just a bit of a hassle. Right now, we're in need of manpower, and there are plenty of positions that don't require high levels of education. With so many jobs available, there's bound to be one that suits them."

"But if you want to keep moving up the ladder, it's definitely better to learn as much as possible. After all, it's always good to have more skills, so learning more is never a bad thing."

Fortunately, there are many literacy classes and basic literacy classes available now.

As long as you are truly willing to learn, they are truly willing to teach, and they don't charge tuition fees. It's also convenient to learn.

so.
"There are definitely opportunities, plenty of them, countless opportunities. It just depends on whether you can seize them and make the most of them."

Isn't it?
Compared to the completely stable environment of later generations, the world of Beijing was truly full of opportunities. As long as ordinary people were a little smarter, more resourceful, and more ambitious, they could at least live a peaceful and comfortable life, if not become extremely wealthy.

However, all of this is contingent on the fact that development in the 49 City World cannot be halted.

In short, policies and everything else must keep up; things can't just be cut off arbitrarily.

Naturally, the reliance on future generations has become increasingly greater.

But what Simon Lang just talked about was indeed very wonderful, so wonderful that Lao Luo couldn't wait to want it.

After much deliberation and agonizing, I came to no avail.
"Alright, let the professionals handle the professional matters. I won't worry about it."

Thinking of this, Lao Luo completely let go of his worries.

Just then, as we were chatting, we arrived at the guard battalion's post, which was already fully prepared for departure.

The scene was one of solemn readiness and imposing tension.

With great interest, they watched as Ximen Lang was half-heartedly pushed onto the platform by Hao Pingchuan and Gao Cheng, where he delivered a speech that was clearly well-prepared and very thorough.

After that, Lao Luo was also dragged onto the stage by Ximen Lang and, in his capacity as ZW, gave a brief speech.

With Ximen Lang's powerful and resounding words.
"set off!"

Luo immediately climbed into his command vehicle and had the accompanying radio operator turn on the radio to report the latest situation to his superiors.

Ximen Lang, who was busy asking Qin Huairu about the situation in Qinjiatun, was of course unaware of all this.

Or to be more precise, even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

Because this is exactly the situation he wanted to see.

Therefore, they simply didn't care at all.

Driven by curiosity about rural life in Beijing, Ximen Lang pressed for more information.

As for Ximen Lang's questions, Qin Huairu would naturally try to answer the best questions she could.

Having been fooled into believing it, Ximen Lang couldn't help but blurt out a remark.

"It seems that people's lives have indeed improved. Things are different now, they really are different."

Then, Ximen Lang was immediately proven wrong.

First came rows and rows of old, dilapidated mud houses, which immediately dampened Ximen Lang's smile, making it less radiant than before.

Before Ximen Lang could catch his breath, one after another, emaciated figures, clearly malnourished, appeared in front of him.

Of course, they were enthusiastic, but the more enthusiastic they were, the more uncomfortable Ximen Lang felt.

They were warmly welcomed to Qin Huairu's home with the same enthusiasm one would show to a leader.

I heard Qin Huairu say this from an elder in his family.
"Life is indeed better than before. During holidays, we can even buy a couple of pounds of soy sauce to enjoy."

His expression changed, and Ximen Lang could no longer maintain his smile.

(End of this chapter)