When Li Long returned that evening, Sister Yang told him something.
Someone had come looking for him that afternoon, saying he wanted to buy a harvester.
Buy a harvester?
Li Long was quite pleased to hear someone wanted to buy a harvester. After all, he only had one left. If he could sell it, that would clear out his stock.
He would not haul back another batch until spring. The harvesters provided a steady, long-term flow of income.
With cooperatives yet to take off and farmland not yet consolidated for large-scale cultivation, harvesters would have a useful life of fifteen to twenty years.
Twenty years later, when cooperatives took off and large tracts of farmland came under unified cultivation, these harvesters would no longer be efficient enough. That was when people would begin using combine harvesters, or Kangmaiyin.
The Kangmaiyin of that time would be different from those available now. The current ones could only harvest wheat, while the later ones could handle wheat, corn, and oil sunflowers. Their versatility made them extremely efficient.
High-horsepower tractors would also have appeared by then, and crawler tractors would gradually disappear from the fields.
Having participated in that entire process in his previous life, Li Long knew it very well. All he needed to do was grasp the course of development and get a little ahead of it or give it a push at the right moment.
He was not greedy. At every turning point, he only needed to get involved a little early and enjoy that first, most delicious bite.
Take the fish from Little Haizi, for example. He was the first to turn them into a commercial product. Others had done it sporadically before, but some had been caught, while others had failed to make money.
He was the first to