Carry a fountain with you

Chapter 117 Pollination
In May, Liu Junhao's yard has become a world of flowers.

Not long after the clusters of heavy acacia flowers bloomed, the watermelons in the corner also bloomed small beige flowers. At first, there were only one or two flowers, and then the whole courtyard was enveloped in a scent of flowers.

Last year, he only planted a dozen or so melon seedlings in his yard, and he didn't have to worry about eating watermelons all summer. Until the end of October, he even put a big Huapi at home.

This year, more watermelons were planted in this yard. Excluding the [-] or [-] seeds left for Professor Zhao and Shi Suozhong, the rest were scattered at the base of the wall.

Although I didn't take much care of them, these melon seedlings are very vigorous and grow extremely lush.Those branches and vines climbed all the way along the courtyard wall, and many rhizomes also jumped into the ditch, giving birth to many aerial roots.

The melon seedlings blocked the road tightly, and there was no gap in the ground, so there was no way to get down.Every time Liu Junhao entered the backyard, he was careful not to step on them.

This is not the way, he still plans to follow the method of last year: Since there is no space on the ground, then develop towards the air.

Those who can climb on the tree will build seedlings on the tree, and the rest will build shelves like beans.

He and Professor Zhao worked for two days before tying all the melon seedlings to the frame. In order to prevent the melon seedlings from dying due to turning over the seedlings, Liu Junhao also secretly poured some spring water on the roots of each melon seedling.

Now these melon seedlings are blooming more colorfully. In just a few days, six or seven small yellow flowers have bloomed on many melon seedlings.

Last year, a melon seedling produced up to 21 fruit, and the least was twelve.Looking at the growth of melon seedlings this year, it is estimated that it will be better than last year.

When the yellow flowers fell to the ground, those watermelons the size of quail eggs grew out.They are still very small now, so there is no need for net pockets for the time being, but Liu Junhao also prepared these things early in case it is too late.

These days, many colorful butterflies gathered again in the yard, but it was not as good as the grand gathering of hundreds of thousands of butterflies in the past few days.

On the contrary, there were more bees, and when they walked into the backyard, they could hear the buzzing sound continuously.This little guy was busy in the yard all day long, causing the gang of brats in the village to catch bees and eat honey in the yard every day.

Liu Junhao also did this when he was a child. He walked over to the bee while it was collecting honey on the stamen, and suddenly pinched its pair of small wings with his fingers from behind, and then pulled off its tail.This will make it safe to lick the honey.Generally, there is a thick layer of light yellow or milky white honey attached to the hind legs of bees. It tastes sweet with a hint of pungent taste, and the taste is quite good.

He was recalling it, but he heard Xiaowazi jumping and shouting in his backyard.

"Uncle Xiaohao, Uncle Xiaohao, come and take a look!" At this time, the hairy boy also rushed to the front yard and shouted.

"What's the matter, what's the matter?" Liu Junhao ran into the backyard, only to see the little boy covering his mouth and jumping around.

"The bee stings your mouth" the hairy child hurriedly explained beside him.

It turned out that the brat didn't lose the bee's tail when he pulled it just now, so he hurriedly put his mouth on his leg to lick it, but was stung severely by the bee needle, and now he jumped up in pain.

"Quickly stick out your tongue and let me see." Liu Junhao was angry and funny, and hurriedly asked Xiaowazi to open his mouth wide, and then stick out his tongue.

Seeing that there was a big swelling on the tongue, he squinted his eyes for a long time, and finally pulled out the bee needle.

"You brats, what did I tell you just now, don't pick watermelon flowers. Why don't you listen, these flowers will grow big watermelons in summer." Liu Junhao reprimanded when he saw a lot of watermelon flowers scattered on the ground.

After driving them all to the front yard, Liu Junhao saw that several wooden shelves had been knocked down, so he hurriedly found wires to reinforce them.

When the wooden frame was erected again, he suddenly remembered the watermelons he had planted in the stone locks. There should be a lot of small watermelons now, right?
Unexpectedly, after his eyes searched, he was shocked: there were many flowers blooming on the watermelon seedlings, but he didn't see a small watermelon.

What's going on here, could it be the acclimatization?
Liu Junhao felt that it was too strange. For a long time, this stone lock gave him the feeling that it was valuable to raise and harvested.

But looking at the many yellow flowers scattered on the sandy land now makes people feel extremely depressed. I really can't figure out why this watermelon only blooms but doesn't bear fruit.

It shouldn't be a problem with the spring water. If that's the case, the melon seedlings in my yard won't bear fruit.

What are these melon seedlings missing? How could they not bear fruit?

Thinking of what was missing, Liu Junhao's head flashed, and he patted his forehead fiercely.

Isn't there just one thing missing?bee.

This stone lock is for a closed environment, if there is no bee pollination, where will watermelons grow.

Why did the lotus in the spring water produce lotus pods last year?At that time, there were no insects in the stone lock either.

But Liu Junhao immediately thought of the answer, that is, the fish in the spring, as long as their bodies lightly touch the stalks of the lotus in the lotus, pollination will be completed automatically.

It seems that some bees will be introduced into the stone lock now, Liu Junhao thought of this, and immediately started to catch bees in the backyard.

The weather was fine today, and it was the time when there were a lot of bees, so he caught a dozen or so and threw them in without any trouble.

As soon as those bees entered the stone lock, they scurry around like headless flies.But after the initial panic, the bees gradually calmed down and landed on the watermelon flowers one by one to collect honey.

Now Liu Junhao was completely relieved, and paid attention to the tufts of fine hair grass that had just been planted on the beach.

In just a few days, the fine hair grass has undergone obvious changes.The stems and leaves, which were only a few centimeters long, have now grown to ten centimeters, and they look a lot thicker.

According to this momentum, it is estimated that it will be harvested soon.I just don't know if this fine hair grass can be cut into several stubbles like leeks.

Not to mention that this pillowcase is really a bestseller, in just a few days, Liu Junhao has already sold seven of them, and a solid 200 yuan fell into his pocket.

Although this amount of money is not comparable to the income I earn from selling rice field eels, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.In addition, Zhang Qian was very interested in opening a shop online, so he happily wove pillowcases.

Not long after turning on the computer, someone sent another message.Liu Junhao originally thought it was just a general purchase request, but he didn't expect it to be a request.

This netizen named only loves Sydney came up and praised the pillowcase for its uniqueness, then asked if he made it himself.Although Liu Junhao didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in this person's gourd, he still answered patiently and meticulously.

"It's like this. I like this pillowcase very much, but can I change it to another pattern, I mean the pattern I specified." Only Ai Xueli made her request at the end.

"You mean you design the pattern yourself, and then I weave it and then sell it to you?" Liu Junhao asked.

"That's what it means. Can you do it? If so, the price is negotiable." Another line of words popped up on the computer.

"Let me try it, you send the pattern first." Liu Junhao muttered in his heart whether this person was messing around or what, why did he give me any problems.

Soon, I only love Sydney and sent a picture. The picture is not complicated, but there are a few big characters "Daily Good Dreams" written in Chinese knots, followed by a person's name.

"No problem, of course this can be made up." Liu Junhao immediately sent a message after reading it.This pattern is nothing more than a change from the ones he wove before, and there is no difficulty for him.

"Then I'm relieved, I'm still afraid to ask you not to do it. By the way, can you hurry up, I am eager to use it, the price is not a problem. Send me a message after you are done, and then I will click to buy. "Only love Sydney began to urge again.

After closing the dialog box, Liu Junhao began to meditate again. It seems that the straw weaving business is really promising.Should I add another business in the future, that is to weave according to the needs of customers.

When Zhang Qian came over, he expressed his thoughts, and sure enough, Zhang Qian agreed.This kind of exquisite straw pillowcase can actually be given as a gift, for example, it can be given to lovers or parents.

If the name of the recipient is added to the straw weaving, the meaning will be different.When a person sees "I wish you happy every day" and "I wish XX happy every day", the feeling is definitely different.

The latter sentence gives people a unique feeling, which can better reflect the heart of the gift giver, and also make the recipient psychologically think that the gift is made for himself alone.

After the discussion between the two, Zhang Qian began typing on the computer, added the news of adjusting the pattern according to the customer, and then posted it in the forum again.

After she finished sending the message, she suddenly remembered something, and began to weave fine-leaf grass from the basket.

After a few days of exercise, the pillowcases that Zhang Qian made are no longer as loose as they were a few days ago.Although there are still some clowns, at least it will not be loose when pulled by hand.

"Take a break, you are only learning straw weaving, don't swell your fingers." Liu Junhao persuaded her with distress when he saw her blowing her fingers continuously.

"It's okay, it's almost ready, let's see how my knitting is, can you give it away?" Zhang Qian showed off the pillowcase in front of him.

"I've made progress, but you don't need to give it away. I'll make it up." Liu Junhao cautiously suggested.She was ashamed to give away such an ugly pillowcase as a gift.

"No, it's more meaningful to do it yourself," Zhang Qian immediately refused, and then buried herself in making up.

Seeing her earnest appearance, Liu Junhao couldn't help guessing: You don't want to give it to someone, do you want to give it to yourself?
Thinking of this, he felt beautiful in his heart. Looking at the pillowcase Zhang Qian made, the more he looked at it, the better it looked.

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(End of this chapter)