I open a homestay in the last days

Chapter 8 Farming Rice
It rained all night and stopped in the early morning.

After breakfast, the three of them walked up the mountain together, and the two guests continued the unfinished painting yesterday, talking about Qiuyan in order to check her land.

When we reached the foot of the mountain, we separated from them.Tan Qiuyan went east.

Many places in the east are farmlands. In the past few years, no one has cultivated the fields with such bad terrain, so there are few people along the way, and weeds are overgrown.

Her family's field is not far to the east of the foot of the mountain. The terrain is uneven, and one mu of land is divided into several plots. In the early years, rice was also grown, and the fields were all ready-made.

She jumped down, it rained yesterday, there was water in the ground, the soil was still soft, and the quality of the soil was not bad, she had an idea in her heart, this terrain is a shortcoming for large-scale planting.

But it doesn't matter if she only intends to grow something for herself.

After reciting the mantra to clean the mud on her feet, she walked up the mountain, where the stream from the mountain could be drawn down to irrigate her acre of farmland.

She took another way up the mountain, staggered with the guests, and it could be seen that the little girl preferred to be alone with He Yingxiong.

The other road is narrower. In the past, many people used to divert water to plant crops down the mountain. In recent years, the few lands at the foot of the mountain have been deserted and less people walk. Weeds cover half of the road again.

Dragon Bone Mountain is a rocky mountain, otherwise it would be impossible to leave the mountain road just after it rained.

The lichen is very shallow, and black fungus grows on the turf. The locals call it Didan, which means eggs born from the earth. After washing, the taste is similar to that of black fungus.

She picked a bag, carried it and continued to walk up. The stream expanded after a night of rain. She saw the traces of water diversion by the predecessors, and she had a clue in her heart.After walking for several miles, the deer they mentioned was not found.

The green plants on the top of the mountain are more lush than when she saw them before, with lush branches and leaves, and the new branches almost cover all the paths.This, not quite right, she looked at the tree in the way.

I feel a little uncomfortable, but I can't say it.Thinking to no avail, he turned and walked down the mountain.

Passing by the place where the ground eggs were picked before, she felt a twitch in her heart, and she found that her senses had become more acute since she practiced.

The leaves next to it vibrated, and a lot of water droplets swayed down. She quickly avoided it. A gust of wind blew over, and a white animal's fur covered with water droplets rushed out, blocking the intersection.

"Hawk!" It opened its mouth and made a sound, it was the fat fox.Unlike the scumbag picture quality of the mobile phone, the fox in front of me has shiny fur, is small in size, but fat, with eyes like black grapes, and seems to be quite human.

She didn't show her fangs, she didn't look like she was going to pounce, and the corners of her mouth were turned up, no matter how you looked at it, she was smiling.Tan Qiuyan's heart is settled.

It is talking to itself?How can I understand it? The golden house in the Sea of ​​Consciousness shook for a while, and the Beast Control Art emerged.

She read it once, and a light flashed in her mind, and a magical scene appeared.

"Haw, haw..." She probably understood what the fat fox said.

"Thank you, it's for you." There are not many words.Just these few sentences over and over again.

The fat fox moved aside, and the corpses of three flying birds were neatly placed under the tree.

"My God!" She saw these three second-class national protected animals. "What should I call you?" After thinking for a while, "Little Fatty?"

As soon as the words fell, the fat fox's anthropomorphic eyes were full of anger.

"Xiaobai!" She immediately changed her words.

The fat fox didn't resist the name, and nodded after hesitating.

"Okay, Xiaobai, you want to thank me, but I don't know you, so you are wrong. Besides, I can't take any of the birds you killed!" Who dares to ask for it.Tan Qiuyan wailed in her heart.

"That's right, it's you, thank you, delicious light!" The fox head turned to the B&B down the mountain.

"Light?" Tan Qiuyan felt that she couldn't explain clearly, but her heart moved: "Are you talking about spiritual energy?"

The fox didn't understand either. For a while, one person and one fox looked at each other on the mountain road, and they were dumbfounded.

Tan Qiuyan looked at the birds on the ground and sighed: "Xiaobai, I'm going down the mountain. I don't eat birds, so don't give them to me in the future." She waved her hand: "Goodbye, Xiaobai."

The fox got out of the way, and the black grape looked at the disgusted bird corpse again, and Tan Qiuyan could see the loneliness on its face.

Her footsteps faltered, she stopped, and she rewrote her words.

"Uh, Xiaobai, you should thank me wrong, but it's okay, you are welcome to come to my house to play, you should know it, it's the one at the bottom of the mountain!" She pointed to the homestay at the foot of the mountain.

The fox understood this time: "Chirp..."

"Then, goodbye!" Tan Qiuyan walked past it and waved to it.The fat fox behind him jumped up and let out a happy cry.

When I turned back again, the fox and bird corpses were gone on the mountain road.Everything that just happened seemed like a dream.

Tan Qiuyan has been immune to some strange things around her since she practiced the Enlightenment Art. The world is so vast, and there are so many things that humans don't understand.

She smiled and continued walking down the mountain.

Back at the homestay, soak the ground eggs picked in mountain spring water.

I took out the Hokkaido toast that I specially made in the kitchen in the morning, wrapped it in oil paper, put it in a packaging bag, and rode Little Pink to go out.

The courtyard door does not need to be locked, and the security of the small village has always been good. Besides, guests will come back at any time.

The rice seedlings of the village head's family are well-known far and wide. There are several varieties, and she is going to choose some to bring back.

Feng Xiaoling received the wind that she wanted to come, and it happened that she didn't have class in the morning, so she also rode home by bike.

Tan Qiuyan used to be famous for being good at cooking, but now after returning from the big city, she is even good at pastries. Feng Xiaoling split the toast in half in front of the village head, and she wanted to bring half back School for breakfast tomorrow.

Feng Junsheng was not at home, and the village head led the two of them to the flower house. The quality of his seedlings was high, and some seedlings were ordered early in the morning, and he kept some for himself.

I heard Tan Qiuyan mention it before, this time the seedlings were specially done more, and the seedlings were selected for her, packed in empty bags of chemical fertilizer, and placed on both sides of the electric car.

"Girl, if you want uncle to help, just say it, a farmer, you have strength." The village chief patted the soil stuck to his hands after putting the seedlings, and smiled heartily.

"Qiuyan, I can do it too. When will you plow the fields? I'll help." Feng Xiaoling volunteered.

"I don't even use it to help. I don't grow a lot, but the small piece at the foot of the mountain. I am also from a farmer's family, so I can do my best!" She raised her arm.

Feng Xiaoling laughed and wanted to pinch her biceps to show off, and the two good friends laughed and laughed.The village chief didn't bother them, and went out with a long cigarette to chat with his old partner.

The remaining farm work is not much, but actually it is not much. After staying at the village head's house for a short time, he bid farewell to Feng Xiaoling and drove back to the homestay.

In the morning, He Yingxiong and the others agreed that they would not come back for lunch, so it would be much easier for her to eat alone.

After bringing all the tools, I went to the field.She hasn't tried the soil control technique in the Spirit Enlightenment Art yet, so she will practice it today.

The Enlightenment Jue should be to develop spells related to the five elements, gold, water, wood, fire and earth, plus space. I don’t know who can create this cultivation method. Not only does it consume less spiritual energy, but it is also very practical.

Of course, except for space spells, she still can't open them now.

The wind in the mountains blew across the fields. She put down her hoe and seedlings and stood at the head of the field.

With the activation of the soil control technique, the soil in the field was turned slowly at first, and after being proficient in the back, a long stretch of soil continued to be turned forward, which is truly spectacular!This piece of land covers half an acre, and the seedlings will be planted after the land is dug up.

Finally, it needs to be filled with water.

She followed the original channel and repaired it, and a new water channel appeared.

Tian Ridge made a gap, poured water into it, stored enough water, then plugged the gap and sealed the water diversion.The stream returned to its original path.

The wind blows the seedlings, which is extraordinarily magnificent.She sat exhausted on the field ridge, sweat dripping down.Looking at the results of half a day, the body is exhausted, but the heart is very satisfied.

The spiritual energy was exhausted, and even the cleansing technique was useless, so he took a shower and changed clothes as soon as he got home.Only then did he return to his place like a newborn.

Before the guests came back, she took out the soaked ground eggs, washed them, and set them aside.

Tonight I will be cooking oxtail braised in red wine, fried pork slices with ground eggs, and stir-fried vegetables.The staple food is rice.

Turned on the live broadcast, explained to them the reason why there was no live broadcast at noon, and while chatting, He Yingxiong and the others came back.As soon as I came back, I greeted several fans in the live broadcast room familiarly.

There were dozens more people in the live broadcast room this time, and a new fan left a message: [Boss, if you come to stay, how can I contact you? ] She slapped her head, and even forgot to hang up the contact information of the hotel.

The oxtail was simmering on the stove, and she went to the backstage to fill in the data.

[Contact information, I see, I will ask my parents to contact you directly. 】

【What is that black dish?fungus? 】She looked at the message, replied one by one, and also popularized some local specialties by the way.

While chatting and cooking, the movements are orderly and agile, and the dishes are served on the table one after another.

While waiting for the last dish of braised oxtail in red wine, He Yingxiong held up a semi-finished oil painting to introduce the scenery of the small village to the live broadcast room, while Qin Chunhua made supplements.

After a while, Tan Qiuyan received a call. A couple of old people who were sent down to Fengshan Village would come to stay in a few days. She asked her to make arrangements, and she agreed.

The casserole was opened, and the last main course was on the table. Qin Chunhua excitedly took pictures, and He Yingxiong helped her light it up.

Her homestay is growing, she thought.A smile couldn't help but fly to the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)