Rebirth Space Farming

Chapter 19 Little Baozi Goes to the City to Grab Rice ([-])

Compared with the local grains that are drying on the ground and mixed with sand, the pockets of Thai fragrant valleys are golden yellow and earthy yellow.However, you have to be cautious when buying a small bag of rice seeds for 100 yuan. One bag can sow one mu of land. At that time, the land behind the military house was only one mu. As far as the family is concerned, it is enough for one year's food rations.

But at that time, the rice that ordinary people ate was only a little over a pound. Even the best Northeast rice was only sold for [-] or [-] yuan, and it was still hulled, except for artificial and fertilizer.

It fell into Xiao Xian’s eyes, but no matter what Thai fragrant rice is not fragrant rice, “Thai fragrant rice, produced in Ayutthaya, Thailand, is a kind of indica rice. The rice grains are long and the taste is cooked and soft. [-] catties per mu." The middle-aged woman exaggerated a little, but it was still quite authentic.Zhu Shijun didn't say where Thailand is, so Xiao Xian had to treat it as a place name for the time being.

However, the quality of such rice is simply unsightly in Xiaoxian's eyes.Yunteng is a fairy mountain outside the world, but there are also some agricultural crops planted in the mountain. Take fairy rice as an example. As long as the rice is cultivated in the space above the copper product, the yield per mu must be more than two thousand catties.

Zhu Shijun reached out and took out a handful of millet, squeezed it in his hand, the grain was smooth and plump to the touch, and had a good appearance.

"You don't need to look at it. I said that if it is a good plant, it is a good plant. The technicians in the town have said that any land planted will have a good yield." The middle-aged women are also very shrewd. Poor villagers and tourists from other places.

Although Xiaoxian and Zhu Shijun didn't go out with travel bags, the little girl was carrying a Disney schoolbag on her back. It was only fashionable for children in the provincial capital. A schoolbag might take half a month to go to the mountains. Household, if you don't kill it now, when will you wait.

"Lesbians, we don't want this kind of rice. Do you have better rice seeds from Yunnan and Guizhou?" Zhu Shijun's words were quite unpleasant to the middle-aged woman's ears. She snorted and vomited again. After picking up the melon seed shells, he said unwillingly: "There are others, too. There are several bags in the corner. Look, it costs 30 yuan a bag. If you want to buy a whole bag, you can't pick and choose." Feelings do not come from fat sheep, but from poor ghosts. .

On the other side of the purchasing station, there are seven or eight old cloth bags made of hemp. The rice inside is much worse than the Xianggu just now in terms of plumpness and color.

Xiaoxian seemed to imitate Zhu Shijun, picked up a handful of millet, and shook his head.

"These are old millet from last year, and they are really inconspicuous." Zhu Shijun looked at his granddaughter's old-fashioned appearance, all the wrinkles on her face were stretched out, like an old golden chrysanthemum in autumn.

"Grandpa, I'm not a person who judges people by their appearance. It's okay to be ugly, anyway, I have to plant them. The problem is that the yield of these grains is very low. I will return the five yuan to you, and I don't want to buy any vegetables to go back. If you want to grow rice, let’s chip in and buy the expensive one.” Xiaoxian couldn’t explain it clearly, she looked around and found that the local farmers were really pitiful. Those so-called high-yield rice include japonica rice and bright rice, but they can’t bear fruit. The ear rate and yield are much lower than those of the previous Thai rice, and the highest yield per mu is only [-] catties.

Hearing Xiao Xian's words, Zhu Shi choked up for a moment, his throat blocked by heat.Xiao Xian has really grown up.

"Silly boy, grandpa doesn't care about money." When Zhu Shijun stepped down from the top, after he was fired from the public office, all kinds of benefits and subsidies were also cancelled, all assets were frozen, and only the basic pension was left around. , There is indeed no extra money in name.

However, those words that know hot and cold, from the six-year-old Xiaoxian's mouth, still warmed Zhu Shijun's ears.

"There is an old saying that oranges born in Huainan are tangerines, and those born in Huaibei are oranges. In our words, children who grow up in the countryside are different from children who grow up in the city. The bag of Thai fragrant rice is good. , Unfortunately, the water and soil in Thailand are very different from ours. Even if the yield per mu is over a thousand, the taste will change and the yield will be reduced if it is planted behind our house. And grandpa still remembers that you used to not like to eat Thai rice because it was too soft. It's gone." Zhu Shijun's words contained love for Xiaoxian and understanding of the local customs, he thought Xiaoxian didn't understand, but his granddaughter nodded emphatically after hearing it.

"Have you finished talking? I'm just muttering. If you don't make a choice, it will be noon," the middle-aged woman urged impatiently when she saw that half a month's salary had disappeared.

"Lesbians, we want this bag," Zhu Shijun said after looking at seven or eight bags, and selected one of them.

Xiaoxian wondered secretly in his heart, grandpa wouldn’t have space, right? He made a seemingly careless selection, and the bag of rice seeds he chose was the one with the highest yield among the dozen or so bags. A hundred catties of rice seeds.

"This bag is the most expensive, 50 yuan," the middle-aged woman changed her tune and almost doubled the price.Zhu Shijun didn't bargain after hearing this, he took out his wallet and wanted to pay.

"Grandpa, don't buy it yet," the middle-aged woman put on a face, and was about to curse when she saw Xiao Xian scurrying to the outermost pile of cardboard boxes like a rabbit.

Those boxes were cleared from the innermost part of the granary for the convenience of loading new grain, and the boxes were full of junk.There were novels left by the old buyer, and a few tea cans. After Xiao Xian stopped Zhu Shijun, he began to grope in those tea cans.

"Sister," Xiao Xian sweetly called out to the middle-aged woman. The woman probably hadn't heard anyone call her sister for more than ten years, so she immediately swallowed back the curse words and forced a smile on her face.

"Can the rice in these jars be sold?" Xiaoxian has already opened the cylindrical tea canisters filled with Huangshan Maojian tea canisters.The tea caddy looked old for many years, with a few rust-colored round spots growing on it.

When the middle-aged woman cleaned up, she didn't pay attention to the tea pots. She leaned forward and took a look. The tea pots were full of rice.

Xiao Xian counted, there are three pots in total, although the number is a bit small, but if they are all planted, they can grow enough for one mu of land.

It's just that the color of the rice is worse than the old grain in the pocket, and it looks like it's going to be moldy, only a few cat hairs are missing.Who would buy something like that? Kids are kids.

"Sell," seeing her sister's face, the middle-aged woman readily agreed. Anyway, the garbage has to be disposed of, and the waste cans are not worth much.

"Grandpa, let's spend 50 yuan to buy all these tin cans and that bag of rice seeds," Zhu Xiaoxian blinked, his face full of anticipation.

(End of this chapter)