Rebirth Space Farming

Chapter 75 Seed Conference (Part [-])
"Old man, I was just about to discuss with you, but Duo Duo has already brought him up," the village chief repeated Secretary Qian's words.

"Confused, how can you be so confused?" At this point, it was too late for the Zhu Shijun to stop it, and the few people brought back by Qian Duoduo were not members of the construction team at all.They are a group of mountain diggers, they are all rough-tempered, whoever gets the money is the uncle, in order to dig mountains and get rocks, they will use any means.

What annoyed Zhu Shijun even more was that those people thought that there were too many trees on the hillside and said that they would clear all the trees.

"The old tree with a broken waist over there, it looked like an eyesore and was cut down at the same time," Qian Duoduo pointed to the Longshan tree lying on the surface of the Bailongtan. Gunpowder, the detonator was set, and the village chief and Zhu Shijun were all driven away by shouting.

The cable bridge swayed in a pendulum-like pattern, and there were layers of fold-like waves on the Bailongtan, pushing from the Black Mountain to the Bailong Mountain.

The trees on the hillside were blown up and their branches and leaves were blown up, and the smoke from the rise captivated the eyes and hearts of the greedy people.The exposed brick-red soil seemed to be stained with blood in the morning light.

The shape of Bailongtan, which is shaped like a crouching dragon, quietly changed its shape in the burst of gunpowder, from the original crouching dragon to the dragon soaring to the sky.

Xiao Hai and the others walked on the repaired chain bridge, and Xiao Xian suddenly felt the iron chain under his feet shake slightly.The two little boys at the front were running and playing, and rushed across the bridge deck. The sound of stamping footsteps made the bridge shake even more.

Xiao Xian picked out her ears with her hand, and the cochlea seemed to have a mosquito, and there was a buzzing sound.Hearing the sound, he felt something was wrong again, as if there were two thunderclaps coming from the other side of the mountain.Then the voice disappeared again, "Xiao Xian, hurry up." Xiao Hai stood at the other end of the cable bridge, and the voice came from afar.

After that day, the village began to build dams.Because the Miao people had to hide it, few people in the village even knew about it.

The village chief was not worried at first, as autumn and winter came, but after the dam was repaired for several months, there was no movement in Bailongtan and the opposite Miaojia village.The Great Sorcerer Honghuai is intensively cultivating the Golden Cicada Gu, but none of the other members of the Miao family are thinking of going to the other side of the mountain to see the small movements of Gecun people.

In order to save cement and labor, the Qian family and his son hired mountain workers to blow up the woodland, and built a diversion canal on the mountainside to forcefully divert the water from the Bailongtan to the mountain.That is to say, at the place where the old men exercised, a pool of accumulated water was dug down more than ten meters deep and more than four meters wide.

The inside of the pool was just sealed with more than a dozen bags of cement indiscriminately to prevent the landslide from collapsing.

Zhu Shijun warned Qian Zhishu and others several times that they should not dig ponds on steep hillsides. There is little rain in autumn and winter in the southwest, but once spring comes, after the first spring rain falls, the rain will be overwhelming for several months. Such a pond , If there are any trees around, it will collapse sooner or later.

The Qian family father and son only said that Zhu Shijun was jealous that they took the money, and they said to everyone they met in the village that Zhu Shijun was so angry that he simply shook his hand and stopped asking.

Speaking of the dam, there is also an advantage. With the dam, the village can guarantee the irrigation of the paddy fields in the season when the rain is not abundant.

One evening after the autumn harvest, the village chief announced through the large loudspeaker of the village radio station that a village meeting would be held at 06:30 in the evening. All the children gathered under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village.

Mr. Zhu and Xiaoxian have also lived in the village for more than a year. Except for the food subsidy from the village, they have gotten to know everyone in the village well, as if they are already part of Ge Village.

After dinner, Xiao Xian moved a bamboo chair and followed the crowd to the entrance of the village.

The village head's wife has already set up an old-fashioned desk under the big locust tree in the village, and I don't know if it is Xiaohai's writing desk, and there are two teacups on it.

The village head's signature pack of Yunnan Hongta cigarettes was put aside. Last time, Xiaoxian saw the village head secretly stuffing non-brand cigarettes into it. No wonder that pack of cigarettes has been smoked from the beginning of the year to the end of the year.

All the villagers of Ge Village sat down under the big pagoda tree at the entrance of the village. There were 370 people in total.

Before branch secretary Qian spoke, he spit on the ground and took out a crumpled piece of paper from his jacket pocket: "Villagers, the moonlight is bright and clear tonight, looking at everyone's eager faces."

The villagers coughed and coughed, gossiped and gossiped. Ever since Party Secretary Qian became the Party Secretary of the village, every village meeting opened with these few sentences. After more than ten years, Granny Zhao, who is the most deaf in the village, can recite them fluently.

"After the approval of the village committee of this village, and the collective signature of the village head and I, we decided to start the imported rice planting project in the whole village starting next year.

Anyone who intends to participate in this project will go to the head of the village to press their finger prints after the meeting, and each family will have one contract, and the rice seeds will be distributed uniformly after the spring of next year. "After the village party secretary finished his last few words, he picked up the mug teacup and drank a few sips of water.

The villagers seemed to have not reacted yet, and they were discussing like a drizzle.

"What are you talking about? What is imported rice?"

"It's rice for foreigners."

"Do foreigners also eat rice?"

"Everyone be quiet." As the head of the village, Jin Dafu often plays a role at critical moments: "Everyone, don't talk about it. Our village has already planted imported rice. The few acres at the head of the village Have you all seen the land? Not long after the autumn harvest, another stubble has grown, and it will be able to be harvested again in a month or so. I have had people roughly estimate the harvest of the three acres of land this year. , the output of one mu of land is a full two thousand catties."

People in Ge Village read less, but less reading does not prevent them from understanding the most basic data, such as the yield per mu.

Two thousand catties, this figure is more convincing than what Qian Zhishu said all day and one night.The previous burst of criticism disappeared like a pebble thrown into the sea.

"I plant."

"I grow too."

"My family has a lot of heads, can I get more rice seeds?"

That night, the village chief's hand swelled up just by pressing his fingers. Although his fingers hurt, Jin Dafu was happy. After the meeting, he sat under the locust tree and watched the few acres of the village surrounded by the night wind. The rustling paddy field shows another scene in the eyes. At this time next year, every villager must be sitting on the kang, counting banknotes in his hand.

Their Ge Village is no longer that poor village living on the subsidy money from the town.

The night was as dark as ink, and the yellow teeth of the village chief showed a bit of light in the night.

After the villager meeting that day, Zhu Shijun went home and asked Mrs. Lian for advice. He thought that Xiao Xian was lucky enough to get good Indian rice seeds, and that other farming know-how and labor were all done by Mrs. Lian.

However, Mrs. Lian has been personally accompanying Xiaoxian in farming. From fertilizing the field with alfalfa to transplanting and dividing the seedlings, she has not missed every step in the middle, so when asked by the old man, she can really speak clearly. .

The old man couldn't digest Sisters of Lotus's seemingly weird new farming methods for a while, so he went down the mountain again, consulted the old technicians in Baijia Ancient Town, and went up the mountain with a bunch of new materials. After reading, he finally found a foreign expert who also used a similar method to fertilize and cultivate the land, and he was relieved to promote this method to the whole village.Based on the farming habits of Gecun villagers and the most easy-to-understand language, he wrote a "Guide to Gecun Paddy Field Operations."

With this guide, the rice fields in the whole village will be more standardized. However, according to the operation specifications, the whole village has to plant alfalfa in the fields before the winter.The village head, Jin Dafu, also got excited and broadcast the guide in his rough southwestern voice for more than ten days.

In the winter of that year, there were fewer men and women sitting idle at the entrance of the village, and every household planted alfalfa in the fields.In the past, the fields with withered vegetation will soon be green again.The soil fertility in the coming year will be improved by starting alfalfa on a large scale in the village.

Xiaoxian was originally worried that the rice seeds used in the village would not be soaked in the "immortal liquid", and the effect would be greatly reduced. But when the village chief said that next year, when the village's production requirement per mu is only [-] catties, her worries are gone. shadowed.

Improving rice seeds is only a short-term method. As long as Xiaoxian's method of fertilizing the field is followed and the quality of rice seeds is still stable, within five years, the quality of the mountains and soil in Ge Village will be greatly improved.

After the villagers have tasted the sweetness, they will also change the backward production mode. At that time, the output of rice seeds will gradually increase. Even if it cannot reach [-] catties per mu, it will be no problem to reach [-] catties.

Xiaoxian’s second New Year in Gecun is coming soon. Because of the New Year’s Day, the temple at the foot of Montenegro, which is not full of incense, is also booming. Shanyin’s master is busy praying for others all day long. The temple's school was closed, and Xiao Taozhi was left unattended.

After weighing things up, Master Shanyin asked Xiaoxian, who was very close to Taozhi, to act as a temporary caregiver.At the beginning, Zhu Shijun was worried that Xiaoxian would be too busy, but when Yezi's mother said that the children in the mountains were all older and younger, the seven or eight-year-old girl saw two or three-year-old brothers everywhere, and the old man also There is no opinion.

Taozhi matures earlier than ordinary babies, and can crawl on the ground before one year old, but Xiaoxian is not used to the smell of candles and paper money that is full of candles in the temple, so she took Taozhi to Miao Village for a walk.After the temple closed, Yezi was not idle. After he was born, he would be 13 years old. Boys at that age grow up, just like leeks on the field. Every time they are cut, they will grow again.

In a few days, Yezi's mouth became more fluffy, his childish voice became thicker, and his Adam's apple became prominent.

The 13-year-old Miaojiawa is considered a half-grown head of the family. Li Queqi let him get in touch with silver making. There are many people in the Miao family who want to make new silver during the Chinese New Year, and Li Queqi's workshop is also busy.This busy work lasted until the 29th and [-]th day of the Chinese New Year.

This is the second New Year in Gecun.

(End of this chapter)