Rebirth Space Farming

Chapter 59 Farming competition between grandparents (seeking first order & pink)

In order to strongly protest against Xiao Hai's reluctance to go to school with Xiao Hai, Xiao Xian held a sit-in for three days, but the protest was ineffective in the end.

She had no choice but to adopt a delaying tactic, saying that she would wait for the rice to be planted before going to school. The old man thought that pushing too fast would only backfire, so he promised Xiao Xian to give her another half a month's time. time.

In fact, half a month is not enough to do anything, let alone a whole set of farming related to spring plowing.At this time, Xiao Xian gave full play to the resilience of "Bright Flowers and Plants" in Yuntengmen, and accomplished a lot in half a month.

Although Zhu Shijun didn't take Xiaoxian's rice fields too seriously, but in order not to dampen the children's enthusiasm and let Xiaoxian develop a good habit of starting well and ending well, he specially asked the old carpenter in the village to make a portable The hoe is Xiaoxian's special hoe, and a small wooden barrel is hooped to make a series of early seedling raising tools.

With the cooperation of Aunt Lian, Xiaoxian has circled a plot of land on the three acres of land at the head of the village. If he wants to grow rice, he must raise seedlings first.The rotting alfalfa grass has formed a thick layer of humus, which is not inferior to the humus accumulated by the decades-old leaves of metasequoia. Some habits are just not popular in this world.In the words of Zhou Xiaoxian's master Master Yunqing, everything that grows out of the soil should go back to the ground.

The reason why Leigong Mountain is not fertile is that Xiaoxian can guess it without having to learn from Zhu Shi's army to go up the mountain to survey.It is rainy along the mountains in the southwest, and the fertile soil accumulated by the trees for decades is washed away by the rain. The mountains are full of economical trees that are not useful, and the traffic is not good, and the trees can’t go down the mountain. The same vegetation is planted every year, and the soil power consumption is even more severe.

Although the villagers used straw ash to fertilize the soil according to the method of their ancestors, the effect of that kind of fertilizer is only one-tenth of that of alfalfa, and it is for nothing that after the autumn harvest, the mountains are full of smog, and sometimes it will attract mountains. fire.

However, using alfalfa as fertilizer alone cannot guarantee 100% growth of seedlings. Seedlings are the key to good rice growth.With a cheeky face, Xiaoxian begged for a gentle knife on the "sugar cane seedling" at the price of ten catties of iron nails, and got a few pitiful drops of Iron Grade Immortal Liquid.

Since the "sugarcane seedling" absorbed the six-seater van, it has a faint tendency to grow leaves again. Based on the lessons learned from the past, it asks Xiaoxian not to make any more decisions about its cotyledon, but it can be exchanged on the premise of equal value. Next, provide the right amount of sap.

After negotiating the price, Xiaoxian saw a few drops of light green sap on the surface of the stems of the sugarcane seedlings, which resembled curry.After removing the sticky sap, Xiaoxian found a washbasin, took well water, dissolved the drop of sap into the water, and then soaked the three big jars of basmati rice in the water. into the water.After soaking the seeds, Xiaoxian chose a good weather to dry the rice seeds for a day or two to remove moisture and mildew.

After soaking for one night, the whole rice has swelled, and the mold spots that have grown on the surface of the rice seeds for many years have also fallen off. After picking it up and draining the water, the rice seeds are twice as big as when they were first bought. , the skin also shone with a golden luster.

After finishing the most basic work, Xiaoxian started her "seedling raising" homework.A total of three acres of paddy fields are to be planted, and a third of the seedbed is shared.Aunt Lian helped, and Xiaoxian used a bamboo pole to roughly measure the size of each seedbed. The width of the seedbed was set at 1.5 meters, and the depth of the soil was about 7 to 8 centimeters.After picking up the unrotten alfalfa grass, use a rice sieve to sift out the suitable fine soil to cover the rice seeds.

The enthusiastic Aunt Lian specially found half a bag of calcium phosphate fertilizer left over from her family's use last year, saying that it was mixed into the soil to make the seedlings grow stronger.After Xiaoxian asked Aunt Lian's family's rice output last year, which was only a mere four hundred catties, she firmly disagreed with using that bag of fertilizer.

"The yield per mu is only 100 catties of fertilizer. If my rice seeds are used, they will be poisoned to death," Xiaoxian made up her mind. The culprit for making the soil in the mountains more barren is those fertilizers. They all say that China's grain The output has increased, and it is all produced by fertilizers (this is true, comrades, we are all eating chemical fertilizers).After going on like this, the quality of the soil will be destroyed. After [-] years, what will you let the Chinese people eat.

After everything was ready, Xiaoxian planted the rice, and after laying the topsoil, the dry-raised seedlings were preliminarily completed.

At that time, Zhu Shijun's rice hadn't been planted yet.

It turned out that Xiaoxian didn't say anything, but she was a little annoyed that Zhu Shijun didn't take her farmland seriously. After learning that her grandfather used water to raise rice seedlings, she used the method of raising rice seedlings on dry land like a counter-drama. The cultivation method and the time of sowing are also different, and the time is calculated to be a week earlier than Zhu Shijun's water-raised seedlings.

The seedlings planted in mid-February can be pulled out and transplanted in early March.From sowing to growing seedlings, there is one person who is more anxious than Xiaoxian.

Sisters of Lian squatted on the ground every day after cleaning up the staff. The man in her family went out to work this year, so there was no labor-intensive rice planting in the family's land, but some vegetables and loofahs, so there was no need to look at it every day.

Half a month had passed since the seedlings had been planted, and even the water seedlings planted seven or eight days late by Zhu Shijun's mu had sprung out buds and pulled out their leaves, but there was still no movement in Xiaoxian's three-thirds of the seedbed.

"Xiaoxian, why don't we change the method and change it to water seedlings like your grandfather. The village uses that method to raise seedlings. If you use dry land, I'm afraid they won't grow any more. Don't waste the rice in vain. kind."

"Xiaoxian, why don't I ask the village chief to write about rice seeds and raise another bed next to it."

At the end, that is, on the tenth day, the seedlings that Zhu Shijun had planted were ready to be planted and transplanted. Sister Lian couldn't hold back any longer. So calmly, "Xiaoxian, why don't you grow rice like Sister Lian, and just grow some taro tomatoes, those things are easy to grow."

Xiao Xian couldn't hold her breath anymore, not because of the rice seeds in the field, but because of Sister Lian's nagging, "Sister Lian, stop nagging, tomorrow, early tomorrow morning, go to the field to have a look, early morning Guaranteed to see the rice seeds germinate."

Sister Lian still doesn't believe it. Why do you think Xiaoxian's baby is so face-saving? But Sister Lian dare not say this in front of Xiaoxian. You see, the grandpa and grandson are in various places, and no one asks about each other. How is the land growing? Each of them has a lot of confidence. It is really difficult for her to intervene once she strikes.

Having said that, early the next morning, Aunt Lian was an hour earlier than usual, and went to the few acres of land at the head of the village to have a look. The seedlings grew out, and nearly a thousand seedlings grew in a small third of the field.

In the next few days, until the day before Xiaoxian was forced to go to the temple to "go to school", when he stood on the ground in Gecun, he looked around and saw that the leaves of the seedlings were much greener than those in other fields. It is more than three times larger, and the height is half higher than Zhu Shijun's seedlings. To compare with simple words, the rice seedlings of Mr. Zhu are beautiful Jiangnan girls, and the three-point seedlings of Xiaoxian are typical Northeast rice seedlings. brawny.

After the seedlings have grown to a length of ten centimeters, it is time to start transplanting.After the rice seedlings that were originally planned to be more than one mu of land were grown, it was not a problem to plant three mu of land after seeing the momentum.

After the seedlings are mature, it is time to divide the seedlings.Sisters of Lian refused to ask Xiaoxian to help, saying that there were stinging locusts in the field, so she found a few Gecun women who were at home like her and gave them five domestic eggs, each twisted a wet strip. The towel was covered on the bamboo hat, and the trousers were rolled up again. With the strength of several people, they went down to the ground together, and moved the pleasingly growing rice seedlings from the seedling bed to the rice field.

Xiao Xian couldn't go to the field, so she stood on the ridge and watched the adults plant the rice seedlings.Aunt Lian was holding a small ridge of seedlings in her hand, her feet were soaked in the water, she separated the seedlings with her index finger and middle finger, pressed her thumb into the soft mud in the water, and the seedlings entered obediently paddy fields.

The seedlings were planted in order from west to east. Xiao Xian felt his hands itch when he saw it, but he didn't want to go against Aunt Lian's wishes, so he grabbed the seedlings in his hands.The seedlings in his hand had well-developed roots and distinct leaf veins. Xiaoxian's hand aimed at an empty space in the paddy field, and the seedlings shot out in a parabola.

The rice seedlings fell into the soil firmly, stirring up a small rain-like spray.When Aunt Lian saw her, she yelled a few words towards the ground, and then it was all over.Xiaoxian didn't stop when she heard this, the seedlings in her hand were like the spikes that Xiaohua next door used to play on her feet, one by one, they flew to every corner of the paddy field.As long as the distance is right, the seedlings planted by "flying rice seedlings" will grow no worse than ordinary transplanted rice seedlings at all.

It was originally expected to take one day for transplanting rice seedlings, but under Xiaoxian's "disturbance", it was shortened to half a day.Aunt Lian was still not at ease, so she checked all the seedlings in the three acres of land, and after making sure that every seedling was planted upright, she went to the ridge.

When the seedlings were planted, the white pear tree behind Zhu's house also had a bumper harvest. The old masters gave a few catties to the village head's family and San Gouzi's family, and planned to send a few catties to the Li family and the great wizard in a few days.After doing all the calculations, I counted the remaining pears, and there were more than 300 pears left.

"It's really strange. This pear tree only produced so much fruit last year, but this year is a big year for pears." Zhu Shijun thought for a while, left some for his family, and handed over the rest of the pears to the pears. Three Gouzi, sold to the foot of the mountain.

"Old man, what price should I sell it for?" San Gouzi asked before going down the mountain.Even San Gouzi, who doesn't know the market, knows that pear trees all over the country have just sprouted buds at this moment, and it will take a long time to bear fruit.The pear trees in the backyard of Zhu’s family are densely packed with fruit, and the overwintered fruit, the greedy birds have not yet come out of the nest, and the fruit that was pecked by birds in previous years has grown very well-proportioned and beautiful this year. It weighs a pound when you hold one, not to mention the taste.

"It's more expensive than the market, but it's a pity that the new year is over. If it can be listed in time for the festival, the market will be different." Zhu Shijun asked the carpenters in the village to weave dozens of wicker baskets. , put on the straw again, and put on Sangouzi's middle card.

The old man has been in good health for a while, and he likes to do things by himself, and he can catch up with the young guys in the village.

San Gouzi went down the mountain with a cart full of pears.

(End of this chapter)