"Chieftain? Chieftain? Isn't twenty thousand mu a bit too much? Can that tractor really cultivate that much land?" She Xin asked uncertainly. After all, he had never seen that tractor.
"It is a little much. One tractor can cultivate two hundred and forty mu every hour. To finish cultivating twenty thousand mu, it would still have to plow day and night for seventy days to turn the soil over once." Luo Chong explained with a frown.
When everyone first heard that a single vehicle could cultivate two hundred and forty mu every hour, they nearly jumped for joy. What kind of efficiency was that? For the same area, who knew how many oxen and how much time it would take to finish plowing it? This tractor was simply too formidable.
But before they could cheer, Luo Chong's second half drenched them with a basin of cold water.
Even with that kind of efficiency, cultivating twenty thousand mu would still take seventy days. Seventy days! That was more than two months. In the south, the spring rice might already have entered its grain-filling stage by then. If plowing alone took two months, what was the point of planting anything?
"Ah..." She Xin sighed when he heard that, then said, "Then we still won't be able to plant it all. I think we should find a way to gather grain from warehouses in various places. Fortunately, we've stored quite a lot over the past few years. Otherwise, taking out this much grain might affect the commanderies and counties around our main territory."
"No rush. We still have to plant the Government Land. I calculated it again: one vehicle needs seventy days, but ten vehicles would need only seven days. With twenty vehicles, we could compress the time to three and a half