Chapter 670: The Village Chief With Outstanding Acting Skills

Seeing this, Fangzheng didn't explain, and a few people didn't ask, but the speed of the work of the few people was obviously accelerated, and they were no longer desperate for victory, but a little more hopeful, maybe they also hoped that this person who won't get into the mud Monk, can you create miracles? Seeing this, Fangzheng was already satisfied. Winning or losing is far less important than belief!

"Clean heart, pure truth! Don't make trouble, hurry up and harvest the wheat, don't lose to the machine." Fangzheng laughed.

Red Boy was taken aback when he heard this, but the monkey immediately took the sickle, ran over like a black clay figurine, and started harvesting rice just like Zhou Zishan and others.

Zhou Zishan and the others did not expect that the monkey would be so psychic and could actually harvest rice. Although it was not very skilled, it was indeed doing it. At this time, there is one more person and more effort, and several people are naturally happy.

Just when Fangzheng was about to make a move, Wang Yougui ran over.

"The price has been set, and everyone agrees with the price I said. By the way, you have to work harder in this competition..." Wang Yougui talked about Sun Youqian's situation, and then said angrily: "It was an interesting game at first. Nao, being messed up like this by this guy!"

"He really intends to poison? If he loses, just twist his head off and use it as a chamber pot?" Fang Zheng asked.

"Yes." Wang Yougui said.

Fangzheng raised his eyebrows, and opened his eyes to look at Sun Youqian from a distance, only to see the cloud of black energy on Sun Youqian's body turned into money. Obviously, although this guy didn't do anything to kill people and steal goods, he did not make less black-hearted money. Seeing this, Fangzheng had a plan in mind. If he was a good person, he wouldn't mind making a joke. But now...Fang Zheng said: "Sponsor, just twist the head off. Our monastery has no shortage of chamber pots. If his machine loses, let him give us another combine harvester, and sign with him in black and white."

"Ah? This... Abbot Fangzheng, although he is messing around, he's just saying it casually. If we really lose, we can't take his head. But if you say it like this, it will become a real gamble. "Wang Yougui was a little worried: "Once it becomes a real gamble and our side loses, what should we do?"

Fangzheng said: "We can't lose here!"

"Uh, can't lose?" Wang Yougui looked at Fangzheng in puzzlement, he was a machine, no matter how powerful manpower was, could it be compared to a machine?

Fang Zheng whispered a few words into Wang Yougui's ear, Wang Yougui's eyes lit up immediately, and he laughed loudly: "Success! I understand, haha..."

After finishing speaking, Wang Yougui ran away in a panic.

Now that he had a plan, Fangzheng was naturally not in a hurry to do it. Instead, he leisurely waved his scythe at the air, as if he was warming up, but also seemed to be unable to harvest rice at all.

In the distance, from the perspective of Sun Youqian and others, after Fangzheng jumped down the river, they couldn't see their feet, they could only see Fangzheng's upper body. Naturally, they didn't know that Fangzheng was floating on the mud, so they didn't think much about it.

Seeing that the monkey was really working, Sun Youqian curled his lips and said: "This monkey is quite intelligent, but unfortunately, a monkey is a monkey. How useful is one more monkey? Don't you want to lose?"

Jiang Chaowei glanced at the harvester, then looked at the villagers, still worried, ran over to tell Yang Hua something, although Yang Hua was a little upset, but let Yang Ping go down, and Jiang Chaowei sat on the side. Apparently, Jiang Chaowei came here to supervise the work, afraid that Yang Hua would release the water.

Seeing this scene, Sun Youqian became more confident. At the same time, he gave Jiang Chaowei a look of approval, and said with a smile: "It seems that I have saved my head. This monk's meal is guaranteed."

Originally, everyone was still looking forward to eating Fangzheng's meal, but with Sun Youqian's disturbance, they all silently stood by Fangzheng's side. Anyway, Fangzheng is his own! Everyone hoped that Fangzheng could win against the sky. But looking at that giant steel beast, everyone also understood in their hearts that no matter how powerful manpower is, how can it compare with machines? This game, from the beginning, the ending has been set. They can only support Fangzheng emotionally...

Sun Youqian was proud of himself, Fangzheng just said something to Wang Yougui, and then waved the sickle twice in the air to find out the feeling.

"Haha...he probably doesn't even know how to cut rice." Jiang Chaowei smiled subconsciously as he looked at Fangzheng's seemingly informal way of waving.

Sun Youqian also smiled: "Harvesting rice seems to be quite simple. It's just a sickle cutting off the stems of the rice, but there is a way for everything. There are many tricks here. The place where the rice is held by the hand is done by the knife. The direction of the force is very particular. Some methods are quick and energy-saving, while others are clumsy and labor-intensive, and even easily cut themselves. This monk may have never even landed on the ground when he wields the sickle like this. Right? It really is a flower in the greenhouse, and the cowhide blows loudly, but the real ability is nothing."

Sun Youqian said that he was too lazy to watch it anymore, and was going to find a place to rest for a while, and when the game was over, no matter what, even if he bought it, he had to get a bamboo shoot and take a photo to go back. At least he couldn't lose face. At the same time, he wondered whether such a big village could sell one or two harvesters by fooling around.

At this moment, Wang Yougui came and told Sun Youqian about the competition.

Hearing Wang Yougui's words, Sun Youqian was immediately annoyed: "There are people who are not afraid of death these days, what's the matter? I really think manpower can do better than machines? If manpower can do better than machines, let alone give you one, just you now I also bought this one as a gift!"

"Is this true?" Wang Yougui asked.

"Really! But having said that, if I lose, I will give you two combine harvesters. If you lose, how do you count?" Sun Youqian asked.

Wang Yougui hesitated slightly, as if he had never considered this question at all.

Seeing this, Sun Youqian sneered in his heart: Sure enough, he is an idiot, and he wants to make gestures as soon as his brain gets hot, and he doesn't even think about what to do with him if he loses. I don't even have a plan, how can it be better than this?

Sun Youqian looked at Wang Yougui contemptuously, and said, "Why don't you do this? If you lose, how about buying our combine harvester at twice the price? Don't be dissatisfied. My offer is better than the one I gave you. Much more."

Sun Youqian never thought that he would lose. His own machine knew that it would definitely crush those Macs. Moreover, he also saw that Fangzheng's monk, monkey, and children were all laymen, and together with them, they were destined to lose. Since it was a sure-win deal, of course he only wanted to make it happen, and he didn't want to scare Wang Yougui away.

But Song Ergou and other villagers quit.

"Village chief, how can a human ever do a job with a machine? This is a big gamble."

"Yes, village chief, you can't gamble."

"It's not a gamble at all, it's giving him money."

...

Hearing what the villagers said, Sun Youqian was really worried that Wang Yougui was afraid, so he stopped betting with him, rolled his eyes, took out his wallet, counted out 10,000 yuan and put it in front of him, saying: "Don't say anything else. , if the village chief agrees, let’s write down in black and white that this ten thousand yuan is my deposit here!”

But the villagers still don't buy it, this is a losing situation, who will bet with you!

Sun Youqian stared at Wang Yougui, finally Wang Yougui sighed and patted Sun Youqian on the shoulder.

Sun Youqian's heart suddenly fell into a trough, this is a duck that has reached its mouth and is about to fly!

In the end, Wang Yougui said: "Okay, let's bet! I just have paper and pen here, let's write..."