Big businessman and little fisherman

Chapter 113 Fermentation
"Father, how can you burn the seedlings?"

After hearing Lu Quan's words, Lu Yange was shocked.

No wonder there are so many bird droppings in this miscellaneous forest, because no one has ever thought that these bird droppings can be used as fertilizer.

In the countryside, ox carts, mule carts or donkey carts often come into the town, and Lu Yange saw it with his own eyes. Some of the carts brought a dung basket into the town.

On the way, if his own cow is pulling, he will put the cow's papa into the basket with great care.

It's not that these old farmers have any concept of environmental protection, thinking that cow manure and pig manure will pollute the environment and affect the appearance of the town.

Rather, he was reluctant to waste the cow dung, picked it up and patted it on the courtyard wall. The cow dung can be used as a good fuel for cooking pots.

As for the pig and dog dung on the road, etc., there will be people picking them up.

During the slack season, old farmers or children often come out to pick up dung with a dung basket on their backs, and then take a long-handled wooden spoon to search all the way. When they see a pile of pig dung or something, it is like a treasure.

It is these farmers who regard manure as a treasure, but they don't even know that guano is also the best crop base fertilizer.

"It just burns the seedlings."

After listening to the conversation between the two fathers, Mrs. Qiu also came over, "I dare not use too much chicken dung at home, and it is easy to grow grass. Isn't this bird dung similar to chicken dung."

"It's about the same." Lu Yange nodded, "However, you think chicken droppings and bird droppings can't be used because they burn the seedlings, and because it's easy to grow grass, right?"

"Yes, this is all the experience left by the ancestors, it can't be wrong."

Lu Quan happily patted the grass clippings on his body, "However, we still have to take a look at the bird droppings you mentioned. Our family just moved here, let alone livestock, and we don't even have a chicken. Your mother and you Auntie and the others are just going to open up wasteland and dig vegetable fields, so let’s go get some bird droppings to make base fertilizer, and it’s still useful to dig less and mix them in the field.”

Mrs. Qiu also agreed: "You dig more, put them in the ground first, and I will water more, and then plant the vegetable seedlings. It's okay to have a lot of grass next year. Anyway, it's a vegetable field, and it's not big. Clean it up frequently." That’s it. Most of the birds eat grass seeds, and the grass seeds pulled out will take root on the ground, and it’s normal to have grass, as long as people are not lazy, they can make grass grow in the vegetable field.”

"Father, listen to me first."

Lu Yange was caught by Lu Quan and his wife, talking to each other, and they didn't even have time to interrupt.Seeing them stop, they hurriedly expressed their opinions.

"This guano has grass seeds and is easy to burn. It's actually very simple. As long as it's fermented, the guano is a good thing. Not only will it not grow grass, but it can also fertilize the land."

Can there be such a good thing?

Lu Quan and Qiu looked at each other, and they didn't believe each other. ,

Lu Quan: "What is fermentation?"

Qiu Shi: "It's really fertile land without grass growing?"

"I said yes for sure!" Lu Yange answered Qiu Shi with certainty, and then began to think about how to answer Lu Quan's question about fermentation.

She can't always say that fermentation is the decomposition of complex organic compounds into simpler substances under the action of microorganisms.

If she said that, Lu Quan would probably have more questions waiting for her.

For example, what is an organic compound, what is a microorganism, what is decomposition and so on.

"Father, let's ferment all the manure and let it heat up naturally. Let's put it this way, it's like mother making steamed buns. If mother makes steamed buns directly from the flour, will the pancakes be hard and unpalatable? If you eat too much Are you still heartbroken?"

Seeing Lu Quan nodded, Lu Yange continued, "But if mother puts old noodles in and waits for the reconciled noodles to rise, will the steamed buns made are soft and refreshing, and they will taste delicious, no matter how much you eat. Don't you feel heartburn?"

Lu Quan nodded again, that is indeed the case.Dead flour pancakes and live flour pancakes are indeed delicious, and the other is not delicious. Dead flour pancakes are not tasty and heartburning.

"So, the old noodles that mother puts are called fermentation. We just pile up those bird droppings and chicken droppings, and then seal them with mud for a year or a half, so that they are fermented inside like old noodles. In the second year, the grass seeds in these bird droppings will be rotten and cannot germinate, and because of such a long period of fermentation, the fertility of these bird droppings will also increase. Then pour it into the crop field, and the crops will absorb the fertility , just like we eat old noodles and good steamed buns, no more seedlings will be burned."

It was originally a complicated question, but after Lu Yange's metaphor, not only Lu Quan understood it, but even Qiu Shi who was beside him understood it.

What Xiaosi said is clear and logical, so it must be Xiaosi's right.

Xiaosi's family has thousands of acres of fertile land, and the grain harvested every year has to be piled up into several hills.

Lujiazhuang also relies on two mountains, the Big and the Small Yunshan Mountains. There are more miscellaneous forests in these mountains, and there must be more bird droppings.

The more Lu Quan thought about it, the more it made sense.

This child is smart, and she must have learned this from her father.

Thinking of those bird droppings, which will be scattered on crop fields in the future, and thinking that the crops he planted will grow full ears of rice because of these bird droppings, Lu Quan's heart feels as if he has drunk half a catty of grain wine, and he is a little drunk .

Seeing that Lu Quan pulled his legs, he was about to go to Zhang San and the others to discuss digging up bird droppings. Lu Yange grabbed Lu Quan and said, "Father, I haven't taught you how to ferment yet."

Lu Quan asked suspiciously: "Didn't you say to seal it with mud and ferment it?"

"Yes, that's right, but it can be fermented by bird droppings alone, and something needs to be added."

"Add what?"

"We also need to add fallen leaves and stalks. If it is dry, add water, and if it is wet, add hay and stalks. It is best to seal it with that kind of black river mud, which is also very fertile."

"I understand, I understand." Lu Quan rubbed his hands excitedly, "It's just that it takes so long to ferment, so there will be no fat in the field this year?"

"Yes, the bird droppings in the forest have been there for many years. We dig out the bottom and use them, and drag the top back to accumulate and ferment." Lu Yange slapped his head while saying, "I'm stupid, the current bird droppings I guess there is no need to add anything to ferment, as there are already fallen leaves in the forest. Those bird droppings and fallen leaves have been fermented long ago, and Dad only needs to dig a shovel deep from the top, and I think the bottom can be used.”

Lu Quan kept nodding: "Yeah, I'll ask you Uncle Zhang and the others to take a look. The manure has to be dug up and piled up. When others know the news, we can't keep it."

After all, the miscellaneous forest does not belong to their family, it is a barren forest, and anyone can go there.

The reason why no one came to the miscellaneous woods here was because it was too far away from the village. Apart from the lake, there was wasteland nearby, and the nearest one was the field sold to the Lu family by shopkeeper Li.

Lu Quan walked out and said, "I don't know how your digging is going. I just went to see it."

"Cave?"

Suspicions arose in Lu Yange's head. Didn't he say that he dug a few cellars while digging mud and throwing adobe?How did it become a cave?
Does this burrow mean the same thing as a cellar?
(End of this chapter)