Good farming at the foot of Changbai Mountain

Chapter 57

Sure enough, as Zhixin expected, two days later, the village head brought people to hang strings.This hanging string is also an idiom in the ginseng field, which is to divide the soil for growing ginseng into strips with a width of one to nine feet.When we first planted ginseng, we usually used five-and-a-half to six-foot pool noodles, so we had to hang more than nine-foot strings, because there must be a ditch between the two strings, and this ditch is not called a gutter. , called Ma Dao.When hanging strings, you have to leave some extra head, so as not to make the road too narrow and inconvenient to work at that time.Later, the ginseng soil gradually became more expensive, and it was no longer hung nine feet, but eight feet or seven and a half feet.Generally, the measurement of ginseng soil is not expressed in mu, but in the unit of measurement, which may be because it is easier to calculate the number of feet.

Like Jing Han's previous life, she could buy more than 300 yuan for a foot of ginseng soil without digging.If you add the work of digging the soil, the wages of watching ginseng and planting ginseng, plus plastic film, ginseng seeds, etc., the cost of a foot of ginseng will now be about 100 yuan.Ginseng worked hard, kowtowed and knelt for three years, and still don't know what the ginseng can grow into.Therefore, the price of ginseng is getting more and more expensive.Even so, there are fewer and fewer ginseng farmers growing ginseng.

"Er Lin, Jia Jun, you guys, come and see some sticks, you all know what you want, so hurry up." The village chief ordered.A few people went into the woods with axes to chop wood, and what they chopped were all trees that were a little thicker than a grown man's big finger.

"Old Wu, Lao Li, let's see where the Yangkou is facing? Is it like last year, or slightly adjusted?" The village head asked several old people in the village.The pond skewers of this kind of ginseng must have a problem of facing the sun, which is generally called Yangkou, also called Zhaoyang, which means the length of time the sun shines on the surface of the pond.Generally, there are more in Xizhaoyang. Several old people looked at it and decided that it would be the same as last year. Xizhaoyang, since the end of the day, the sun can shine on the pool face until the afternoon.This light is enough.

After discussing the Yangkou of Chi Chuan'er, everyone started to take out the fine hemp rope and wait for it to hang the string.The people who had entered the forest came out, and each of them carried a large bundle of sticks, sharpened one end of the sticks, and stuck them into the ground.The other end is cut into a slope, and numbers are written on the slope with a pen. Someone pulls out a straight line with a rope, and then someone inserts a stick into the ground to measure the width, and then inserts a stick on the other side. Just hang up.

The whole village shared more than 2000 feet of ginseng soil this year, and it didn't take too long to hang the strings in one day.The next step is to divide the soil, that is, to divide the ginseng soil required by each family, and remember where it is.This is quite simple, the wooden sticks they insert into the ground are also regular, usually one stick is inserted at a distance of two feet, and then the number is changed every twenty feet, so that the sticks that each family needs can be exactly what they want. The ginseng was separated.Generally, it is not bad for each family to ask for a place of twenty or thirty feet. Each number will make a lot, and when the time comes, it will be more fair to draw lots to decide who wants which place.Whoever wants more, wait for each family's twenty feet to be divided, and then distribute more.Sometimes, this trip is not just a multiple of twenty, there will always be some surplus, whichever one wants more can ask for such surplus.After dividing, you can also exchange them with each other, so that the ginseng soil of your own family can be together.

After hanging strings and adding ginseng soil, the villagers worked hard in the ginseng yard for two days before it was finished.Everyone was very satisfied with the result. They found their home numbers and made some marks for each of them, so as not to find them when they came again.

"Okay, the soil is also divided. I will go back today. From now on, when each family loves life, they will dig the soil. No one will care about it. Dig it out early to dry, and you have to hug and pour the soil. It's all work. Hurry up and do it quickly." Village Chief Zhou said, looking at the big guy. "Last year's mallet grew well, and the weather looks good this year too. We have to work hard and earn more money."

Everyone smiled and agreed, and then went home.After dividing the soil, everyone has a bottom in their hearts. As long as they are willing to work hard, they are not afraid that they will not be planted with a stick. "Uncle Zhou, we all know that when the weather is good these few days, we have to hurry to dig the dirt." Father Zixuan said.

"Uncle Lin, this is the homework I did recently, you can bring it to Zixuan for me and let him have a look." Wen Han said holding a stack of papers.Zixuan has gone to the town to study, and he often asks his father to pick up some homework assigned by his husband.Every time Wenhan gets these, he will put them away carefully, and then take the time to study them slowly, and sometimes he will make them and send them to Zixuan for him to look at.Boys only see the friendship, and sometimes they don't need to say anything.

"Okay, Wenhan, you can't leave your homework behind, maybe your father will send you to the town to study sometime. Your brain is so good, it's a pity not to study." Lin Xingjia patted Wenhan's head , said a little regretfully.

A trace of sadness flashed in Wenhan's eyes, and then he smiled, "Uncle, don't worry, I won't leave homework behind. When the family recovers, I will go to study with Zixuan."

"Okay, that's good. I'll go first. I'll definitely bring these things to Zixuan." Lin Xingjia patted Wen Han on the shoulder, and then left.

Jinghan came to her brother's side, "Brother, it's okay, let's earn more money, and this winter will definitely allow you and second brother to go back to school."

Wen Han smiled, and touched Jing Han's little head, "It's not as easy as you think? Our family still owes a lot of money. Even if we have money, we must first pay off all the debts we owe before we can return home." Let us go to study. It’s okay, as long as we are of one mind, we are not afraid of bad times. Tomorrow we will go to the mountains to dig Gastrodia elata. It will only take a few days. After a while, it will be difficult to find.” They have dug for three days. My God, it's okay, I can dig up more than ten catties of fresh gastrodia elata every day, and the most yesterday was more than 20 catties.At this time, gastrodia elata can only make one catty if it is more than four catties fresh.I heard from Zhiming that a kilogram of dried Gastrodia elata can be sold for sixty to eighty yuan, which is a very good price, much more expensive than other medicinal materials.

Jinghan nodded, she knew that Gastrodia elata was only unearthed for more than ten days, after a while, it would become empty, especially the kind that was unearthed and bloomed today, it would slowly rot. "You have to hurry up, it's okay anyway. Brother, you can safely send the fish to the town in the morning, and we can't delay the fish delivery just to dig Gastrodia elata." Gastrodia elata is only half a month old, but this The fish can be sent all the way to autumn, so there must be no delay.

"Well, it's up to you to say? Well, don't think about it, hurry up and wash out the Gastrodia elata that you dug up today, let my mother cook it tonight, and take advantage of the good weather to quickly expose it to be serious." Wen Han Looking at the appearance of my younger sister as a young adult, I couldn't help but want to laugh.The brothers and sisters hurriedly soaked Gastrodia elata in water and cleaned the dirt on it with a brush.Wencheng also came to help, but was driven away by Jinghan. "Second brother, you and eldest brother can read books together, I can do this work without you." What Jinghan is thinking about is still her brothers' homework.

It happened that Jing Wan also came over, "Yes, big brother, second brother, you two should go to read, and take Wenchang and Wenxuan along, so that they don't have to play tricks on those little geese again." Jing Wan put her clothes on Roll up your sleeves, and brush Gastrodia with Jinghan.

As soon as Wen Han heard that the two Piboys were going to play tricks on the little goose again, he hurried to find them.Sure enough, two boys were chasing goslings in the goose pen made of tree branches.At this time, the goose has grown much bigger than before, and its body is about to grow hair, so it looks ugly.After being hooted by Wenxuan and Wenchang, the voice began to change to that of an adult goose.

"Wenxuan, Wenchang, are you two suffering from being idle? You are so naughty, hurry up and go to study, and if you don't come, you will be beaten." Wenhan threatened.

When Wenxuan and Wenchang saw that it was the elder brother who came, they hurried out of the goose pen and kept laughing. "Brother, we just look at the goose as ugly." Wen Xuan scratched his head in embarrassment.

Wen Han glared at him, "It will look good when it grows up. When it's growing hair, isn't it ugly? You two calm down. If I see it again, be careful not to get beaten."

The two little guys nodded quickly. They were quite convinced of the eldest brother, and hurriedly followed Wen Han into the house to study.Not long after, the sound of reading aloud came from the room.

Now that the ginseng soil was divided, Zhixin and Zhiming naturally took the time to dig the soil.Early the next morning, the two of them went to their family's ginseng field with picks on their shoulders.Jinghan saw that what her father and third uncle were carrying turned out to be the pickaxe used for farming at home, she was speechless for a while.With this kind of pickaxe, digging the soil is tiring and slow.Just as Wenhan was going to town, Jinghan pulled Wenhan and asked him to wait a while, "Brother, wait a minute, I'll draw something, you go to the blacksmith shop in the town, and bring back the pickaxe. Our father and the others used it. The pickaxe is too laborious." As she said that, Jinghan found out the paper and pen, and drew on the paper a pickaxe specially used for digging the soil.This kind of pickaxe is twice as wide as that used for farming, but don’t worry about being too heavy, because except for the front three inches, it is hollowed out, so that the weight of the whole pickaxe is not too heavy, but the digging The time is very fast, after all, it is much more generous.

Wen Han looked at this picture carefully, and felt that if it could be typed out, it would definitely be much easier to use than the pickaxe currently used. "Jinghan, why did you come up with such an idea?"

"Brother, I'm just figuring it out. I don't know if it will work. Let the blacksmith give it a shot first, and we'll try it when we come back. I think it should work." Jinghan didn't dare to say that this was something she had seen in her previous life. It's just vaguely saying that it was figured out by myself.

"Okay, then I'll try it, I think it will work." Wen Han took the blueprint and left.

(End of this chapter)