The eldest lady became popular in the farming variety show

The village chief waited until ten o'clock in the evening before the group drove the van back to the stone courtyard.

When he saw Yan Jie, he asked, "How is it going? Have you found a solution to the harvester issue?"

Yan Jie poured a cup of hot tea, took a sip and said:

"We have contacted the winery, and they will send a harvester to collect the sorghum tomorrow. However, the Guizhou General Factory has very strict requirements for sorghum for brewing. If it does not meet their requirements, all the sorghum will be returned."

"What you said is difficult."

The village chief said with a sad face: "In the past few years, some people in the village sold sorghum to wineries. Only one out of ten households could pass the winery's quality inspection. The sorghum that was returned was sold to the grain factory at a very low price. As a result, no one dared to sell sorghum to wineries later."

"Right now only the winery's harvester is still standing there."

Yan Jie took another sip of tea and said, "If it weren't for the farming variety show, we wouldn't be able to hire them to harvest the sorghum even if we paid them. The most urgent thing is to harvest the sorghum first."

The village chief thought about it and thought that this was the only way for now. "What is the grain collection standard for the winery?"

Shen Yingyu took out a form and read out the items one by one:

"The sorghum grains must be full and uniform, the grain moisture content must be above 16% and it will not meet the standard, the stickiness content must be below 97% and it will not meet the standard, and the imperfection rate and impurity rate must exceed 1% and it will be rejected."

“This is simply too much to ask.”

The village chief didn't want to dampen their enthusiasm, so he consoled them with a few words, "But everything depends on human effort. The red tassel sorghum you planted is very good, and it may meet the requirements of the winery."

"Amen—"

Jiang Hexi's sudden prayer interrupted the village chief's blind optimism. She drew a cross in front of her, closed her eyes and prayed devoutly:

"My Father in heaven, may your will be done on earth as it is in heaven. May your high-quality sorghum in the field pass quality inspection smoothly."

Everyone was confused by her action.

Yu Xiangwan couldn't help but complain: "Sister Xi always says this over and over again."

Chu Yang agreed quietly: "Sister Jiang prayed like this last time, but the result was——"

He suddenly fell silent after saying the following words. Yan Jie gave him a murderous look, which frightened him so much that he swallowed his saliva and dared not speak nonsense in private anymore.

Jiang Hexi finished praying, opened his eyes, looked at everyone in front of him and said:

"I have told God about this matter. Don't worry, God will bless the sorghum in the field to pass the inspection."

Her clear eyes swept over everyone one by one, as if holy light was shining on everyone.

Yan Jie affirmed her and said, "Sister Xi, well done."

Everyone, including the village chief, thought this was absurd. After hearing this, they all felt like they were fed up with dog food.

[——Amen——, as soon as this sentence came out, laughter broke out in the dormitory! ]

[Everything was fine after Dayu read out the grain collection standards, but once Ximei started talking, the whole scene went down a funny path and there was no way back.]

[Ximei was making trouble, and the King of Hell indulged her in it. This doting could not be hidden and it overflowed directly from the screen. ]

At nine o'clock the next day, three harvesters from the winery drove into Canglang Village.

Six rented grain unloading trucks were parked early in the fields, ready to start work at any time.

The people from the winery took the grain moisture tester and scattered around as soon as they got off the car. They took samples from the sorghum fields and tested the moisture content of the sorghum.

“15.6%, barely meeting the standard.”

Jiang Hexi followed behind the team leader. After hearing him read out the result, he patted his chest excitedly and forced himself to calm his panic.

She had never been so nervous before the college entrance examination.

The moisture content of sorghum exceeds 16% and does not meet the standard. They are flying at low altitude. If the moisture content is higher than 0.4%, not to mention whether the sorghum can enter the winery, even the large combine harvesters will not enter the fields and will go straight back to the factory without harvesting any sorghum.

The leader picked a handful of bright red sorghum ears, crushed the husks, and rubbed the grains carefully, saying:

"The sorghum grains are full and uniform. You have grown a good sorghum crop."

"Of course."

Jiang Hexi said without boasting:

"We chose to plant high-quality red tassel sorghum. Before sowing, we used well-rotted farmyard manure to make a base, then turned the soil, sowed, weeded, fertilized and watered. Only then can the sorghum grow so well."

The team leader laughed heartily after listening to her deliberate introduction.

The moisture content of sorghum in the other three places was also measured, which were 14.7%, 15.3%, and 14.9% respectively.

“This batch of sorghum can be harvested.”

The team leader and several people who were accompanying him got on the harvester, debugged the machine, and prepared to harvest sorghum.

Jiang Hexi quickly ran to the grain unloading truck, and Yan Jie's command came from the intercom:

"Shen Yingyu will lead the way. Everyone, watch how he loads the grain. Remember to always keep the front of the truck parallel to the harvester and don't let the grain spill on the ground..."

She looked out the car window at the fiery red sorghum ears burning to the end of the mountain, the rolling waves, and the golden sunlight dancing on the red sorghum. She couldn't stop her heart from beating fast.

No one knew how long she had been waiting for this moment.

The joy of harvest reached its climax with the rough sound of "crackling" of the harvester.

Jiang Hexi held the steering wheel tightly, trying to calm down, and then he heard a voice coming from the intercom:

"Sister Xi——, sister Xi——?"

"receive."

"It's your turn now. Drive up and wait in line to load sorghum into the fields."

"clear."

Jiang Hexi released the brakes, stepped on the accelerator and drove the grain unloading truck to the dirt road in the field to wait.

The sorghum in the field had a bumper harvest. According to conservative estimates, the yield per mu reached about 600 kilograms. Three harvesters were harvesting at the same time, and the grain unloading trucks on the left and right had to keep up and be ready to load grain at any time.

Yan Jie stood at the edge of the field directing the dispatch. He shouted into the intercom:

"Sister Xi, drive the car into the field and keep up with the speed of the harvester."

"receive."

Jiang Hexi excitedly drove the car into the field. She followed the tracks left by the car in front and slowly approached the harvester, maintaining the speed and moving forward at the same pace as the harvester.

She saw from the rearview mirror that the harvester slowly extended its long arm and hung high above the carriage. Amid the roar of the machinery, all the sorghum grains were thrown onto the grain unloading truck.

The autumn wind blows, and a steady stream of sorghum falls down.

Jiang Hexi patted the steering wheel twice excitedly. Yan Jie could feel her excitement through the intercom.

"Sister Xi, the speed is constant and it is half the front of the harvester. The front compartment is full. If you add more, it will overflow."

"It's full so soon?"

"Hurry up, it's really full, and the speed is half a head faster than the harvester."

"Right now, I won't let the sorghum fall to the ground."

Jiang Hexi stepped on the accelerator and drove the grain unloading truck out at full speed.