Let's talk about Chaoyang and the other three. When they arrived at Jin Family Village, all the villagers gathered around, and the four of them felt quite proud inside.
Old Yang and Wang Shulin arrived earlier than them and had already arranged their accommodation.
It's now half-past two in the afternoon, and the four stopped but didn't turn off the engines.
"Uncle Wang, which plot should we start with?"
"Start now?"
"Yes, my dad instructed us to make the most of the time. Planting one day earlier could mean harvesting a week earlier."
Upon hearing this, Wang Shulin felt quite convinced. Without relying on others, he led the four of them directly to the fields.
The four arrived at the edge of the field; three started setting up the rotary tiller, while Chaoyang asked, "Uncle Wang, there are no rocks in this field, right? As you can see, the rotary tiller is made of iron. If it hits a rock, the blades will bend, and then there's no way to till the field.
