small farmer

Chapter 530 Planting Seedlings (22)

continuous spring rain
It rained all day, and when I got up the next morning, the drizzle finally stopped.

However, the high mountains in the distance are still shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairy mountain in the sky, ethereal and mysterious.

After breakfast, Zhang Feng changed into old work clothes and walked towards the second uncle's house. At this time, the second uncle's family was eating breakfast. Seeing Zhang Feng coming, he greeted him quickly:
"Xiaofeng is here! Come and have breakfast!"

"No, I just ate." Zhang Feng waved his hand and sat down on a stool.

The second uncle and the second aunt also knew that Zhang Feng would not be polite, so after eating the noodles in two or three bites, they took their son and nephew and walked to the field.

There are few idlers in the countryside in April, and only then do sericulture and planting fields!
In the endless fields, there are busy villagers everywhere, some are picking today’s vegetables in the fields, some are raising seedlings and planting seedlings, everyone is very busy, although the work is very tiring, everyone’s faces are full of joy. smiled,
Because we all know that no matter how hard you sow, no matter how much you sow, rural people don’t have any special skills to make money. They only have a lot of strength. Therefore, only hard work can create a better life.

"Xiaofeng is here!"

"Xiaofeng is going to plant seedlings?"

The villagers greeted Zhang Feng with smiles, and it was all because of Zhang Feng that everyone had such a good day, so everyone respected and admired him very much, and the young people in the village even regarded him as an idol, as a A goal and an example to strive for.

Zhang Feng responded with a smile as he walked. Seeing everyone working so hard and in such good spirits, Zhang Feng was also full of emotion.

The villagers in the past could not have such spirit, but looking at them now, they are all red-faced, full of energy, and full of confidence in their future life.

As long as everyone has self-confidence, Zhang Feng believes that even without the golden finger of the system, the life of the villagers will not go back to the past, and they will definitely create new ways to make money and embark on a different road to wealth.

Because self-confidence gives everyone the motivation to create!Gave everyone the spirit of daring to venture out.

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When they came to the field, the second uncle told Zhang Feng and Zhang Yi:

"Xiaofeng, you guys move the seedlings into the bamboo baskets first, and your second aunt and I pick today's vegetables first."

"Understood!!"

Because the seedlings grow in a special seedling field, the seedlings must be pulled out and placed in shallow baskets woven from bamboo slices, so that they can be transported to the edge of the field for easy transplanting.

For convenience, in some places, the seedling-raising plate will be directly used to raise seedlings directly on the seedling-raising board, and when it is time to transplant rice seedlings, just carry the seedling-raising board directly to the field.

Although that method is more convenient, it has not been done in Moon Lake, so no one has tried it rashly, and still adopts the relatively primitive way of raising seedlings.

It took half an hour to move all the seedlings into the bamboo baskets.

At this time, the second uncle and the second aunt also picked enough vegetables, a total of six large boxes, which are estimated to be about [-] catties.

"Second Aunt asked me to come!!" Seeing that Second Aunt and Second Uncle were about to carry vegetables to the entrance of the village, Zhang Feng hurried over to help.

For Zhang Feng, the weight of a hundred catties was like carrying a pole. It was light and not challenging at all.

"Hehe, that's good, be careful and walk slowly!!"

"Understood, Mom (Second Aunt)" Zhang Feng and Zhang Yi responded, picking up vegetables and following Second Uncle like a village entrance.

The narrow field ridge stretches into the distance, and the crystal dew hangs on the grass, making the field ridge extremely slippery. If you are not careful, you will fall into the muddy field, or fall directly into the rolling Tapang River.

People stumble, horses stumble. Growing up beside the fields, Zhang Feng didn’t know how many times he fell in the fields, especially in spring and summer, when the fields were either water or mud. Every time he fell All like mud monkeys,
Not only that, but when I get home, I will be beaten up by my parents. If my parents are unhappy, I will probably be beaten by mixed doubles. It is miserable every time.

When Zhang Feng and others came to the entrance of the village carrying vegetables, the employees of the cooperative had already started weighing and keeping accounts for everyone.

The villagers are all very happy, obviously very happy. If they can earn one or two thousand a day, can everyone be unhappy?

"Xiaoyi, is your family going to plant rice seedlings today?" Uncle Er Niu asked with a smile.

"Yes, Uncle Er Niu, won't you come and help me?" Zhang Yi asked with a smile.

"Help! Why don't you help! I'll go after I sell the vegetables!" Uncle Er Niu said with a smile, the relationship between the few people is the best, and they will help each other when planting crops every year.

After a while, Uncle Er Niu finished selling the vegetables, put the baskets home, returned to the field again, and planted rice seedlings with everyone.

"Hehe, Xiaoyi, is this an earthworm you planted? It really looks like it!" Seeing Zhang Yi's planting like a bent earthworm, Uncle Er Niu joked with a smile.

"Hey, don't care! Why do you want to be so straight and beautiful?" Zhang Yi didn't care, since it was his own job anyway, so he didn't need to be so meticulous.

"You bastard, you don't take your own job seriously!" Uncle Er Niu said speechlessly.

Zhang Yi chuckled, transplanting rice seedlings is a very tiring job, if you are too particular about it, you don't know how long you will have to do it, so he just wants to finish it as soon as possible, regardless of whether it is straight or not, it looks good.

At this moment, Zhang Feng stood up, glanced around, and saw that the seedlings he had planted were less than an acre. He sighed with some dissatisfaction:
"Oh! This is too slow!!"

"I'll go! You're too pretentious, aren't you? It's only been so long, and you've planted more than half an acre in half an hour. What else do you want?"

Hearing Zhang Feng's words, Uncle Er Niu was stunned. After a while, after realizing it, he looked at Zhang Feng angrily and said.

"That's right, big brother, look at how Uncle Er Niu and I have planted more seedlings than you!" Zhang Yi also nodded, agreeing very much to Uncle Er Niu's words.

"No, this is still too slow. I'll try to see if throwing seedlings can be faster!" Zhang Feng was still a little dissatisfied when he saw the seedlings he had planted.

"Throwing seedlings?? Don't mess around, kid!" Throwing seedlings is a very rough planting method. People gave up because of the low yield. Therefore, when Uncle Er Niu heard that Zhang Feng was going to throw seedlings, he immediately In a hurry.

It's okay if you can't help, but it can't help you! !

"Hey, Uncle Er Niu, don't worry, don't you know how powerful I am?" Zhang Feng never does anything he is not sure about.

The biggest disadvantage of seedling throwing is that the seedlings are scattered in the field, which is sparse and uneven, which increases the difficulty of management and harvesting.

However, this is not difficult for Zhang Feng. With Zhang Feng's parabolic level, even standing on the ridge of the field, he can accurately throw the seedlings into the field, and arrange them in a straight line, just like planting them one by one.

"Okay, you can, it's no wonder your second uncle won't let you go back to work!!"

Uncle Er Niu shook his head, thinking that the two guys are so unreliable, and their work is not at all practical.

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