There is an inn in the sky

Chapter 57: Every grain of grain is a drop of sweat
At dusk, the sky is already dark.

But on the terraced fields, busy figures of young and old can be seen everywhere, bending over and moving in the fields, constantly inserting seedlings in the mud.

Now it is late April, which is a good time to transplant rice seedlings. If the season is missed, the growth of rice seedlings will be affected.

"Six inches apart, four inches apart, and one inch deep..."

In a certain terraced field, Yan Qingkong bent over with a bundle of seedlings in his left hand, and grabbed the root of a seedling with his right hand. After visually measuring the distance, he inserted it in a certain position.

"Oh, it's too deep."

He pulled up the seedlings and replanted them.

However, this time it was inserted shallow again, and the seedlings were slowly falling down.

"Master, why do you have to plant the seedlings an inch deep? It seems unstable." Yan Qingkong straightened his waist and asked, and saw that there were already several seedlings planted in front of him.

At this time, he had to walk back carefully so as not to step on the transplanted seedlings, and replanted the floating-headed seedlings.

"It's still cold underground now, but the ground is warmer, so we need to insert shallower."

Seeing Yan Qingkong's question, the old man explained a few words, "When it's late, we have to insert it deeper, because the ground is too hot..."

"That's it."

Yan Qingkong nodded, then bent down to plant rice seedlings.

However, his speed was very slow. The old man had already planted four or five seedlings, and he was still estimating the position of the seedlings, so he had to use a ruler to measure them.

"Six inches apart, four inches apart, and one inch deep..."

He strictly enforces this standard.

Although this terraced field is very long, it is not wide. The widest part is only more than three meters, and the narrowest part is only more than one meter.

The old man left about a body distance, that is, about seventy or eighty centimeters.However, the old man has already planted seven or eight meters away, and he is still estimating the distance between the seedlings...

"Young man, the distance doesn't need to be so accurate, it's probably fine." The old man couldn't stand it anymore, so he couldn't help but said, "Just plant the seedlings firmly and don't float your head."

"Yes, got it."

Yan Qingkong nodded, then speeded up a little.

But after all, it was his first time planting rice seedlings, so no matter how fast he was, he couldn't get it too fast.

At this time, the sky was getting darker and darker, but in the western sky, a crescent moon appeared, so that the field could not be seen.

Now is the first month of the lunar calendar, which is when the first quarter moon appears in the evening and in the first half of the night.

As the night gets darker, there are fewer and fewer people on the terraced fields. There are only a few terraced fields here and there, and some people are busy planting rice seedlings.

"Master, it's getting dark today, do you want to continue planting rice seedlings?" Yan Qingkong straightened up and asked.

"It's almost there. I have to finish planting these seedlings, and the leaves will turn yellow tomorrow." The old man speeded up and kept planting the seedlings.

Yan Qingkong took a look and found that there were not many seedlings left.

After a while, the seedlings have been planted.

"Young man, thank you for helping my old man a lot, otherwise I wouldn't be able to finish planting the seedlings tonight."

The old man washed his feet with the water from the field on the ridge of the field. After washing, he thanked Yan Qingkong, even though Yan Qingkong didn't help much.

"It's good that it doesn't help."

Yan Qingkong smiled wryly, he also knew that he was of little use.

On the way back, Yan Qingkong asked curiously, "Master, why don't you use chemical fertilizer? Isn't chemical fertilizer better than animal manure?"

"Not necessarily." The old man smiled.

"How?" Yan Qingkong asked.

"Now, not all chemical fertilizers are real, and you may buy fake ones." The old man shook his head and explained: "Chemical fertilizers are more fertile, and they are not as good as manure for newly planted seedlings. The manure is soft... ..."

"Oh I see."

Yan Qingkong nodded, then became a little surprised, and said, "There are fake fertilizers?"

The old man smiled and did not explain. On the way back to the village, he greeted many people.And among them, because of the motorcycle master, many people knew of Yan Qingkong's existence, and they were all looking at him curiously...

Moreover, someone warmly invited him to dinner.

However, Yan Qingkong refused one by one with a smile, and the old man also disagreed.

The old man's house is a tile house with several rooms. Although it is very simple, it is still quite clean, at least not as messy as he imagined.

When the old man caught fire, he picked a handful of vegetables in the dark in the vegetable field next to the house, and then took off a strip of bacon hanging from the beam...

White rice, green vegetables, steamed bacon.

If there is no Longevity Inn, he might feel that green vegetables and bacon are both good, but after eating longevity vegetables, the taste has become more savage.

However, he had been driving all day during the day, so he basically didn't eat much.

But at this time, I was already thirsty and tired, but I ate quite deliciously, and I felt okay...

At night, he slept in a room, swiping his phone casually.

"I don't know where the Longevity Inn fell tonight?" He suddenly became curious, and he didn't know who was so unlucky.

And tonight, the Longevity Inn landed in the lake again...

However, it was not Bai Nianyu who saw the Longevity Inn tonight, but someone else.

The next day, just after dawn, he heard movement.

When he got up and washed, he found that the old man had already made breakfast and pulled out the seedlings.

Breakfast, porridge, vegetables and bacon.

When Yan Qingkong finished eating, he followed the old man to the field to plant rice seedlings, and saw that the terraced fields were already busy.

This time, he already had experience, and his speed was much faster. He didn't repeat six inches, four inches, one inch like yesterday...

His waist was bent all morning, and he almost couldn't straighten up.

Although it was April, the sun was so fierce that he was sweating all over.

After lunch, Yan Qingkong went to pull out the seedlings, and then got busy in the field again.His waist, bent for another afternoon, looked extremely sore.

"Oh, my old waist..."

Yan Qingkong straightened his waist, constantly moving his muscles and bones.

And on his forehead, sweat kept dripping, and the clothes on his back were already soaked.

In the blink of an eye, two or three days have passed.

He had already planted the seedlings for the old man, but he did not leave immediately, but continued to help other people in the village.

In the field, he wears a straw hat, holds a bunch of seedlings in his left hand, and keeps planting seedlings in his right hand.

After a few days, his speed is not inferior to others, and his movements of transplanting rice seedlings are becoming more and more proficient...

When the sunset was over, he straightened up and exhaled, then twisted his waist.

At this time, he looked at the newly planted seedlings in the field, and couldn't help sighing, "Every grain of grain is full of sweat."

Although he only experienced it for a few days, he understood the hard work involved.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, he felt that there seemed to be a wisp of something on his fingertips, and then it disappeared.

"Could it be that this is the reason why I couldn't make 'every grain is hard work'?" Yan Qingkong asked in surprise, that mysterious qi seemed to be included in the Longevity Order.

But at this time, he did not leave immediately, but continued to stay in the village.

He didn't leave until the whole busy farming season was over. This was already the eighth day since he came to the village...

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(End of this chapter)