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... e machinery factory at 6:30 this morning. He had tossed and turned last night, unable to sleep, with his mind fully occupied by that diminutive device not even half a meter big.
He one moment felt confident that Old Rongzi would handle it without a problem, and the next, he doubted the contraption just by looking at it—corn isn’t rice or wheat; can it really be so easy to thresh with a machine?
So, he came to the factory early in the morning, anxiously waiting.
In the mea ...
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