Rebirth Space Farming
Chapter 209 Weird Plant - Dodder Fern
Chapter 209 Weird Plant - Dodder Fern
The sun was scorching, and Zhuo Feng was holding a piece of sweet potato leaf in his hand at the edge of the open field of the farm, trying to fan some wind.
Fengxing was repairing the fence of the farm, and the scorching sun in early July made his face look like a half-baked sweet potato.
"Take a break, wait until the evening." Zhuo Feng felt sorry for his man, put down the sweet potato leaves, and brought out a bowl of mung bean soup from the kitchen. It was resold and sold, and now I regret it so much that even my intestines are green.The young couple didn't leave any leftovers, but in such a hot day, it's really inconvenient not to have a refrigerator to chill a cold drink or fruit.
"It's only in the evening, so there's no time to get it done. Why is the good fence crooked? I looked in the field, and there are a few footprints. Someone must have come to steal sweet potatoes." This year, the first batch of There are a lot of sweet potatoes collected.The mu of land guided by the young expert who came that day was also the first to harvest a total of [-] catties.The other two acres of land are a little less, and there are three or four thousand catties per mu.
Zhuo Feng saw that the skin behind his ears was peeling, and he felt distressed, and dragged him to a cool place next to the house, "Steal it, there is no place to put it anyway, and if there is a place to put it, it can't stop it from rotten. I told you, don't dig up the remaining five or six hundred catties, if you can't sell it, it will be a waste of effort."
Sweet potatoes are easy to grow, but they are not easy to dig, and sales are also a problem.A while ago, Xiao Xian and Zhuo Feng transported the sweet potatoes to the farmer's market to sell. Later, Zhuo Feng and his wife tried a few more times. Although the sales were good, the sales in the next few times were not as good as the previous ones.Then I contacted the two brothers in Shandong, and transported the sweet potatoes out of the province. They sold more than 2000 catties and got back 8000 yuan.
After entering June, the temperature in BJ rose sharply, and there was no special warehouse for storage in the farm, so the sweet potatoes rotted even more.
Zhuo Feng has to clean up a new batch of rotten sweet potatoes every day, as well as hundreds of kilograms of sweet potato vines left over from digging sweet potatoes. If they are not handled in time, the rotten sweet potatoes and vine leaves will always attract swarms of flies .
"How can the land be left so deserted? In this season, I can't live without planting other things," Feng Xing smiled innocently, and drank the bowl of mung bean soup that his wife boiled.
"It's all my fault. When planting in the spring, I didn't think clearly and planted all the sweet potatoes." In order to avoid waste as much as possible, the couple recently had sweet potato porridge in the morning, sweet potato rice at noon, and a bowl of sweet potato noodles in the evening. Sweet potatoes are about to grow in the mouth.
"It's pretty good, at least the intestines are unobstructed. I think it's better to hurry up and wrap the fence with barbed wire. In a few days, Xiao Xian will be back from vacation. The little girl's house is timid, and if thieves enter again, they will scare her." It’s broken. Don’t worry about sweet potatoes, sweet potato vines, etc., sell them to pig farms. Regarding sweet potatoes, let’s get in touch.” Seeing that Fengxing didn’t listen, Zhuo Feng had no choice but to hold an umbrella, Followed Fengxing.
Xiaoxian, the "cowardly" niece that the couple called, was also sweating profusely at the moment, but she was so unlucky that someone brought mung bean soup.
Xiaoxian counted the days, she has been in Meijiawu for almost a week, and she only does one thing every day, which is to help chop firewood, which is similar to what she used to do when she was in Yuntengmen.
Meijiawu is a place that is almost indifferent to the world. Xiaoxian often sees a few old men in the village with beards as white as their hair and only a row of gums left in their mouths, carrying a hoe and a basket, pine trees on the ground Loosening the soil, or picking black and purple cherries the size of longan with flexible hands and feet.When the old people are tired from work, they beat their backs and look up at the white clouds floating in the sky. They live a leisurely life.
Worrying that Mei Nian would really run to find Zhuo Feng and his wife, Xiao Xian didn't dare to walk around. She only woke up a little later than the rooster and went to bed a little earlier than the moon every day. Followed by.
It's July, and in the cherry ditch, the roses are in full bloom like clouds, and the cherries are all over the branches, and the young and old in the dock are also busy.Mrs. Hua even directly changed three meals to two meals, just to facilitate the harvest of cherries.
Poor Xiao Xian, who is used to the eating habits of modern people, is so hungry that her belly sticks to her spine every day, but she is too embarrassed to beg for food.According to her observation, the people in Meijiawu respect Mei Nian very much. Mei Nian is not in the dock all year round, she appears roughly once a week, and sometimes only comes back once in two or three weeks.
Xiao Xian would rather take a hoe, carry a basket, and eat as much cherries as she can, but Mei Nian has already given the order to die, and she doesn't have to do anything except chop firewood, and she doesn't do any other farm work.
That's all for chopping wood, and she was given an unsharp hatchet with the same back and edge.
"Xiaoxian, are you here to chop firewood again?" The person who asked the question was an elder in the village who was said to be over three digits in age.
There were about a hundred people in Meijiawu, and Xiao Xian came back and forth, and most of the people in the dock had already known each other.
Xiaoxian agreed, then glanced at the fruitful cherries, secretly swallowed, and walked to the so-called "chai".
What Xiao Xian wanted to chop back and forth was the cluster of "firewood" in front of him. "Chai" is actually a pictographic word, which is used to describe the appearance.
After dinner that night, Mrs. Hua brought Xiao Xian to Mei Nian who asked her to chop "firewood".
"This cluster of firewood, it's sudden to say that Meijiawu has taken root here for more than a hundred years. One year, there was a heavy rainstorm, and all the stones and trees on the mountain slid down. The fruit cellar was built and buried. Later, when the village organized the cleanup, after removing the stones and rotten wood, it was found that the entrance of the fruit cellar was blocked by this strange bunch of things that looked like ferns,” said the villager. Living a self-sufficient life, except for some briquettes to light fires during festivals, most villagers use ordinary firewood and some dried ferns in their homes.
The villagers also found sickles and axes at the beginning, and even used fire. No matter what method is used, the cluster of "firewood" shaped like a large fern will grow doubled.One month after the heavy rain, the ferns had grown from covering the entrance of the fruit cellar to covering the entire fruit cellar, and even the two acres of land where the fruit cellar was located were completely covered.
Later, after Mei Nian visited it a few times, she gave an order in the village, saying that without her permission, no one is allowed to approach this cluster of ferns.I don't know what kind of thoughts she has put in this time to let Xiaoxian come over and play with this thing.
Xiaoxian also asked Mrs. Hua back then, no one in the dock asked agricultural experts to check such a weird plant.
Mrs. Hua's answer left Xiao Xian completely speechless, "Miss, if you don't allow logging, you can't get close to it, and people from outside won't do." To the people in Meijiawu, Mei Nian is like a god, and Xiao Xian also Without refuting, he followed Mei Nian's idea and used the blunt hatchet to repair the bunch of firewood that day.
On the first day, Xiaoxian wanted to cut corners and lost the blunt hatchet.After trying it, I realized why Mei Nian gave her a blunt hatchet.
When she chopped down a main plant with brute force, the cluster of firewood with leaves that looked like feathers immediately grew new branches and leaves.
Xiao Xian thought it was his eyes that were dazzled, so while there was no one around, he took out the Consonance Scissors, aimed at the place where the knife was cut before, and clicked twice.
It's okay not to cut it, but after cutting it, ten new branches burst out directly on the branch of the firewood, each of which is more lush than the one before it was cut.
On that day, Xiaoxian carried out repeated experiments, folded it with bare hands, burned it with fire, and another time, Xiaoxian dragged a sheep directly from a villager's house.
Before the sheep had time to finish biting the fern leaves in its mouth, it was frightened by the regrown fern leaves and ran away with all four limbs.
"If you plant unknown things in the farm, you won't be afraid of a thousand cattle and sheep." Xiao Xian lay on the bed and came to the following conclusion, "Pruning the branches with Consonance shears will have the best effect. Worse, one to ten, which is even more outrageous than the saying that pulling out one white hair will grow three. Sheep gnawing is one to three, using ordinary knives is one to five, and burning with fire"
After a week of comparison like this, Xiao Xian was still at a loss for that clump of firewood.On the tenth day, Mei Nian came.
She also specially came to inspect Xiaoxian's pruning situation, and seeing that Xiaoxian had made no progress, she did not urge her: "The ban was made by Mei, I thought you were her apprentice, and you could find a way to get rid of this bunch of firewood. problem."
The sisters of the Mei family were originally twins, and it was only twenty years ago that Mei Nian really took over Meijiawu. Except for the village head, few people in the village could really distinguish the two sisters, they only regarded them as mother and daughter. , calling Mei Nian, who came later, Miss.
"Grandma Mei Xiang and I only met once, and she didn't have time to tell me so much," Xiaoxian thought for a while, "Since you want to know the answer, you can ask Granny Mei Xiang herself, and torment me with such an informal What is the strength of the disciples?"
"Mei Xiang is missing," Mei Nian replied flatly as she stood in front of the clump of firewood with her hands behind her back.
"Missing? But the night I got the Lingxi scissors, her spirit body still appeared." Xiaoxian noticed that Mei Nian's hands behind her back had been clasped into fists, and her face was very displeased.
"After you clean up this bunch of firewood, I will tell you the reason of the matter. I can give you a reminder. In the world, Yin and Yang, when everything rises and falls, as long as you seize the right time, you can turn from decline to prosperity. After Mei Nian finished speaking, she paced away. After walking a few steps, she did not look back, and said in a deep voice: "A few days ago, a few people sneaked onto Yanqing's farm and wanted to set fire to it."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Xian hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Who is it? Auntie and uncle are all right?"
"People are fine, there is something wrong in the middle, it may be from the Huang family, or from the Xu Changfu. I have sent people to watch over the farm, but if you can't even deal with this cluster of dodder ferns, It's useless to go out," Mei Nian gracefully walked into clusters of rose bushes.
There was a wind passing by, even though it was the wind of summer night, Xiao Xian was blown out in a cold sweat.
**
Thank you for the pink ticket of "Qingquan 0901182318". The end of the month is approaching, and the revolution has not yet succeeded. Fuzi and everyone still need to work hard~ Work hard like a dodder fern~ endless life
**
(End of this chapter)
The sun was scorching, and Zhuo Feng was holding a piece of sweet potato leaf in his hand at the edge of the open field of the farm, trying to fan some wind.
Fengxing was repairing the fence of the farm, and the scorching sun in early July made his face look like a half-baked sweet potato.
"Take a break, wait until the evening." Zhuo Feng felt sorry for his man, put down the sweet potato leaves, and brought out a bowl of mung bean soup from the kitchen. It was resold and sold, and now I regret it so much that even my intestines are green.The young couple didn't leave any leftovers, but in such a hot day, it's really inconvenient not to have a refrigerator to chill a cold drink or fruit.
"It's only in the evening, so there's no time to get it done. Why is the good fence crooked? I looked in the field, and there are a few footprints. Someone must have come to steal sweet potatoes." This year, the first batch of There are a lot of sweet potatoes collected.The mu of land guided by the young expert who came that day was also the first to harvest a total of [-] catties.The other two acres of land are a little less, and there are three or four thousand catties per mu.
Zhuo Feng saw that the skin behind his ears was peeling, and he felt distressed, and dragged him to a cool place next to the house, "Steal it, there is no place to put it anyway, and if there is a place to put it, it can't stop it from rotten. I told you, don't dig up the remaining five or six hundred catties, if you can't sell it, it will be a waste of effort."
Sweet potatoes are easy to grow, but they are not easy to dig, and sales are also a problem.A while ago, Xiao Xian and Zhuo Feng transported the sweet potatoes to the farmer's market to sell. Later, Zhuo Feng and his wife tried a few more times. Although the sales were good, the sales in the next few times were not as good as the previous ones.Then I contacted the two brothers in Shandong, and transported the sweet potatoes out of the province. They sold more than 2000 catties and got back 8000 yuan.
After entering June, the temperature in BJ rose sharply, and there was no special warehouse for storage in the farm, so the sweet potatoes rotted even more.
Zhuo Feng has to clean up a new batch of rotten sweet potatoes every day, as well as hundreds of kilograms of sweet potato vines left over from digging sweet potatoes. If they are not handled in time, the rotten sweet potatoes and vine leaves will always attract swarms of flies .
"How can the land be left so deserted? In this season, I can't live without planting other things," Feng Xing smiled innocently, and drank the bowl of mung bean soup that his wife boiled.
"It's all my fault. When planting in the spring, I didn't think clearly and planted all the sweet potatoes." In order to avoid waste as much as possible, the couple recently had sweet potato porridge in the morning, sweet potato rice at noon, and a bowl of sweet potato noodles in the evening. Sweet potatoes are about to grow in the mouth.
"It's pretty good, at least the intestines are unobstructed. I think it's better to hurry up and wrap the fence with barbed wire. In a few days, Xiao Xian will be back from vacation. The little girl's house is timid, and if thieves enter again, they will scare her." It’s broken. Don’t worry about sweet potatoes, sweet potato vines, etc., sell them to pig farms. Regarding sweet potatoes, let’s get in touch.” Seeing that Fengxing didn’t listen, Zhuo Feng had no choice but to hold an umbrella, Followed Fengxing.
Xiaoxian, the "cowardly" niece that the couple called, was also sweating profusely at the moment, but she was so unlucky that someone brought mung bean soup.
Xiaoxian counted the days, she has been in Meijiawu for almost a week, and she only does one thing every day, which is to help chop firewood, which is similar to what she used to do when she was in Yuntengmen.
Meijiawu is a place that is almost indifferent to the world. Xiaoxian often sees a few old men in the village with beards as white as their hair and only a row of gums left in their mouths, carrying a hoe and a basket, pine trees on the ground Loosening the soil, or picking black and purple cherries the size of longan with flexible hands and feet.When the old people are tired from work, they beat their backs and look up at the white clouds floating in the sky. They live a leisurely life.
Worrying that Mei Nian would really run to find Zhuo Feng and his wife, Xiao Xian didn't dare to walk around. She only woke up a little later than the rooster and went to bed a little earlier than the moon every day. Followed by.
It's July, and in the cherry ditch, the roses are in full bloom like clouds, and the cherries are all over the branches, and the young and old in the dock are also busy.Mrs. Hua even directly changed three meals to two meals, just to facilitate the harvest of cherries.
Poor Xiao Xian, who is used to the eating habits of modern people, is so hungry that her belly sticks to her spine every day, but she is too embarrassed to beg for food.According to her observation, the people in Meijiawu respect Mei Nian very much. Mei Nian is not in the dock all year round, she appears roughly once a week, and sometimes only comes back once in two or three weeks.
Xiao Xian would rather take a hoe, carry a basket, and eat as much cherries as she can, but Mei Nian has already given the order to die, and she doesn't have to do anything except chop firewood, and she doesn't do any other farm work.
That's all for chopping wood, and she was given an unsharp hatchet with the same back and edge.
"Xiaoxian, are you here to chop firewood again?" The person who asked the question was an elder in the village who was said to be over three digits in age.
There were about a hundred people in Meijiawu, and Xiao Xian came back and forth, and most of the people in the dock had already known each other.
Xiaoxian agreed, then glanced at the fruitful cherries, secretly swallowed, and walked to the so-called "chai".
What Xiao Xian wanted to chop back and forth was the cluster of "firewood" in front of him. "Chai" is actually a pictographic word, which is used to describe the appearance.
After dinner that night, Mrs. Hua brought Xiao Xian to Mei Nian who asked her to chop "firewood".
"This cluster of firewood, it's sudden to say that Meijiawu has taken root here for more than a hundred years. One year, there was a heavy rainstorm, and all the stones and trees on the mountain slid down. The fruit cellar was built and buried. Later, when the village organized the cleanup, after removing the stones and rotten wood, it was found that the entrance of the fruit cellar was blocked by this strange bunch of things that looked like ferns,” said the villager. Living a self-sufficient life, except for some briquettes to light fires during festivals, most villagers use ordinary firewood and some dried ferns in their homes.
The villagers also found sickles and axes at the beginning, and even used fire. No matter what method is used, the cluster of "firewood" shaped like a large fern will grow doubled.One month after the heavy rain, the ferns had grown from covering the entrance of the fruit cellar to covering the entire fruit cellar, and even the two acres of land where the fruit cellar was located were completely covered.
Later, after Mei Nian visited it a few times, she gave an order in the village, saying that without her permission, no one is allowed to approach this cluster of ferns.I don't know what kind of thoughts she has put in this time to let Xiaoxian come over and play with this thing.
Xiaoxian also asked Mrs. Hua back then, no one in the dock asked agricultural experts to check such a weird plant.
Mrs. Hua's answer left Xiao Xian completely speechless, "Miss, if you don't allow logging, you can't get close to it, and people from outside won't do." To the people in Meijiawu, Mei Nian is like a god, and Xiao Xian also Without refuting, he followed Mei Nian's idea and used the blunt hatchet to repair the bunch of firewood that day.
On the first day, Xiaoxian wanted to cut corners and lost the blunt hatchet.After trying it, I realized why Mei Nian gave her a blunt hatchet.
When she chopped down a main plant with brute force, the cluster of firewood with leaves that looked like feathers immediately grew new branches and leaves.
Xiao Xian thought it was his eyes that were dazzled, so while there was no one around, he took out the Consonance Scissors, aimed at the place where the knife was cut before, and clicked twice.
It's okay not to cut it, but after cutting it, ten new branches burst out directly on the branch of the firewood, each of which is more lush than the one before it was cut.
On that day, Xiaoxian carried out repeated experiments, folded it with bare hands, burned it with fire, and another time, Xiaoxian dragged a sheep directly from a villager's house.
Before the sheep had time to finish biting the fern leaves in its mouth, it was frightened by the regrown fern leaves and ran away with all four limbs.
"If you plant unknown things in the farm, you won't be afraid of a thousand cattle and sheep." Xiao Xian lay on the bed and came to the following conclusion, "Pruning the branches with Consonance shears will have the best effect. Worse, one to ten, which is even more outrageous than the saying that pulling out one white hair will grow three. Sheep gnawing is one to three, using ordinary knives is one to five, and burning with fire"
After a week of comparison like this, Xiao Xian was still at a loss for that clump of firewood.On the tenth day, Mei Nian came.
She also specially came to inspect Xiaoxian's pruning situation, and seeing that Xiaoxian had made no progress, she did not urge her: "The ban was made by Mei, I thought you were her apprentice, and you could find a way to get rid of this bunch of firewood. problem."
The sisters of the Mei family were originally twins, and it was only twenty years ago that Mei Nian really took over Meijiawu. Except for the village head, few people in the village could really distinguish the two sisters, they only regarded them as mother and daughter. , calling Mei Nian, who came later, Miss.
"Grandma Mei Xiang and I only met once, and she didn't have time to tell me so much," Xiaoxian thought for a while, "Since you want to know the answer, you can ask Granny Mei Xiang herself, and torment me with such an informal What is the strength of the disciples?"
"Mei Xiang is missing," Mei Nian replied flatly as she stood in front of the clump of firewood with her hands behind her back.
"Missing? But the night I got the Lingxi scissors, her spirit body still appeared." Xiaoxian noticed that Mei Nian's hands behind her back had been clasped into fists, and her face was very displeased.
"After you clean up this bunch of firewood, I will tell you the reason of the matter. I can give you a reminder. In the world, Yin and Yang, when everything rises and falls, as long as you seize the right time, you can turn from decline to prosperity. After Mei Nian finished speaking, she paced away. After walking a few steps, she did not look back, and said in a deep voice: "A few days ago, a few people sneaked onto Yanqing's farm and wanted to set fire to it."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Xian hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Who is it? Auntie and uncle are all right?"
"People are fine, there is something wrong in the middle, it may be from the Huang family, or from the Xu Changfu. I have sent people to watch over the farm, but if you can't even deal with this cluster of dodder ferns, It's useless to go out," Mei Nian gracefully walked into clusters of rose bushes.
There was a wind passing by, even though it was the wind of summer night, Xiao Xian was blown out in a cold sweat.
**
Thank you for the pink ticket of "Qingquan 0901182318". The end of the month is approaching, and the revolution has not yet succeeded. Fuzi and everyone still need to work hard~ Work hard like a dodder fern~ endless life
**
(End of this chapter)
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