My Favorite Manly Husband

The weather was fine, and the three of Uncle Xu went down early in the morning to weed and turn the ground. They were all honest and honest farmers. They didn't need to supervise them. Shen Yanbei went and took a look and went home.

Zhou Yu came to report on time, and Gu Changfeng watched Shen Yanbei's work while staring at him practicing basic skills.

"What is this?"

"Pick the seeds." Shen Yanbei said, picking out the big, full-grained corn from the spread seeds and placing them in the dustpan on the side. The family’s eight acres of paddy fields are planted with rice, which produces enough food for the two older men. He plans to grow corn, beans, sweet potatoes, and peanuts on the six acres of dry land, which are delicious crops that do not require much effort to manage. As for green vegetables, the farmer’s yard is large enough to raise chickens and pigs to grow vegetables. When the parents of the original owner were there, there was a vegetable plot in the backyard. Two days ago, his wife helped weed and loosen the soil. He sprinkled some seeds and planted some fruits and vegetables.

After listening, Gu Changfeng knelt down to help pick the seeds.

Zhou Yu looked at the two quietly picking seeds, and felt that his cognition had been refreshed again. After coming to Shen Yanbei's home, he found that Shen Yanbei and the Shen Xiucai in his memory were different, and he felt that this person had his own way of dealing with others and the directors. It's not the way that scholars rely on talents and things, but puts reason first.

He was not so impressed at first, but who made his master a bad word, and was always bullied by Shen Xiucai. But this is not a bad thing. Shen Xiucai loves bullying but also knows how to cherish people. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe that the gentle and handsome Shen Xiu would have fallen in love with such a unique pair of his master. Outside the village, he has never seen a man and his wife who are like them, but they are sticky and sticky.

However, if this is the interest between the two, I can understand...

"Enough." Shen Yanbei sifted the dustpan and poured the corn seeds inside into a jar with water.

"Soak in water?" Gu Changfeng was curious. He has never planted the ground, so he can just bury the seeds directly in the soil.

"No, this is the urine of a boy with a hook." Shen Yanbei smiled slightly.

Hearing this, Zhou Yu, who was struggling with a horse, felt soft and almost knelt down.

"Boy pee?" Gu Changfeng frowned, "What's the use?"

"The seeds are soaked before sowing to allow the seeds to absorb enough water to speed up the germination rate, increase the number of seeds germinating, and ensure that the seeds germinate quickly and neatly. This is the accelerating germination." Shen Yanbei explained, "While soaking the urine, It can make the seedlings of corn seeds stronger and increase the yield.” The land here is still quite fertile, but the yield per mu is not high. He thought about it, besides the problem of fertilizer, there may be a problem of seed quality. Without modern fertilizers for top dressing, he can only use soil methods to increase the competitiveness of the plants.

And he doesn't plan to use ordinary methods to grow corn.

Zhou Yu's eyes widened when he heard this. Isn't this Shen Xiucai a scholar? Why are you so proficient in farming all of a sudden?

Gu Changfeng didn't continue to ask, because he only needed to see how Shen Yanbei did it.

The next day, the spring was warm and warm, and the fields were full of busy figures of villagers ploughing in spring. The sowing and planting of seedlings by the villagers were in full swing.

In the dry land of the Shen family, Xu Dayong held a **** full of doubts.

"This kind of corn doesn't need to be so wide between ridges, right?"

"It's true that corn does not need to be so wide, but I plan to interplant soybeans." Shen Yanbei indicated to Xu Dayong a planting pattern, "Three rows of soybeans are planted between three rows of corn. The distance between corn and corn is about two feet, and the corn One foot away from soybeans, between soybeans and soybeans..."

This kind of method is unheard of, Xu Dayong doubts whether this kind of planting will be a problem, but the owner, Shen Yanbei, asked him to do so.

When the villagers heard that Shen Yanbei wanted to grow corn like this, they felt that Shen Yanbei was stupid in studying, and went into a mess. The village head Shen Dezhong came to him to talk about it.

"Shen Yan, what's your name for interplanting corn and soybeans?" If Shen Yanbei still doesn't look at people like before, Shen Dezhong also suspects that Shen Yanbei is a mess, but Shen Yanbei has not done anything recently. Something was wrong, he felt that this young man was not on a whim. So I came here to inquire.

Shen Yanbei smiled and poured a cup of wolfberry and red jujube tea for the village head to nourish blood and strengthen the spleen and stomach.

Shen Dezhong glanced at it and thought that the tea at this talented family was different. Smell it, there is a faint scent, and a sip is sweet!

"Uncle loyal, I read this planting method from a miscellaneous book." Shen Yanbei cleverly withdrew from a panic, and named a scholar who reads the book. "This writer travels north and south and records many anecdotes. Funny thing. I happened to look through it, so I wanted to give it a try."

"According to the book, this kind of planting method is compared with the planting model of simply planting corn. Corn does not reduce the yield, but the soybean yield can increase by a hundred kilograms."

Shen Dezhong was a little moved. The farmers' hopes for a year are in the fields. Who doesn't expect an increase in the grain produced in the fields? Soybeans are not expensive, but if they can cost hundreds of kilograms in vain, it is also money! And soy beans can make tofu and tofu!

Shen Yanbei took a sip of tea and waited for the other party to calm down.

"Ahem, Shen Yan, would you be too risky?" Shen Dezhong asked cautiously. He was heartbeat, but it was just heartbeat. Before Shen Yanbei's land was harvested, he didn't dare to mess around.

Smiling disapprovingly, Shen Yanbei put down the tea cup. "It's just a matter of two mu of land. If there is no bumper harvest, we won't plant it in the second half."

Shen Dezhong was stunned, and sighed inwardly: In vain, he ate more salt than the other person ate, and he couldn't compare to such a young man's imagination.

"This method doesn't work, I'll know after I tried it." Shen Yanbei said sternly: "If it works, let the villagers try all kinds of things." The villagers used to take care of the original owner, otherwise the original owner would come with a piece of clothing. The tempered young master who stretched out his hand to open his mouth had already starved to death in his own home.

He took up the body of the original owner. In the future, teaching the villagers some ways to increase production would even be rewarding the villagers for taking care of the original owner.

Shen Dezhong was overjoyed: "If this is the case, then I will thank you for the folks."

Shen Yanbei hurriedly said: "What the uncle Zhong said is nothing more than a simple effort."

The generation of his grandparents were farmers with their backs to the sky and feet on the loess soil. Before his family started in the catering industry, his family was also farming. He deeply experienced the hardship of farming. If he could help the villagers here He is willing to help.

"Good!" Shen Dezhong was relieved, but the things he had on his mind made his face faded and his old face was sad. He looked at Shen Yanbei and pondered, and persuaded, "Shen Yan, when you finish spring plowing, you should study hard. Let your husband take care of these trivial matters in the field!"

"Whether the young people in the surrounding villages succeed in their careers or get fame, no one in the younger generation in our village has done something..." There are several villages, large and small, in their area, and they are harvested every year The village will unite to hold social dramas. This is a major event in the village. Unfortunately, their Shenjia Village has declined over the years, and the right to host social dramas has not fallen to their village for a long time.

Last year, the social drama was held in Lijiacun. Lijiacun took the **** and transported out a jury. I think this year the right to host the social drama will fall into the hands of Lijiacun.

Thinking of the good deeds done by the **** in Lijiacun, Shen Dezhong was furious.

People are poor and bullied by others! Who made the people of Shenjia Village powerless?

But he couldn't swallow this breath!

"Shen Yan, everyone is counting on you!"

In the face of Shen Dezhong's eager gaze, Shen Yanbei continued to smile on his face, but felt tired of love in his heart.

He was Shen Yanbei, but everyone called him by Shen Yan one by one, he still couldn't get used to it. If at some point his daughter-in-law also called him...

Think about it all depression.

Seeing that Shen Yanbei remained unmoved, Shen Dezhong said with great heart: "Shen Yan, you are twenty this year. Although you haven't paid the crown ceremony, you have become a family after all. As the head of the family, you can have a glorious lintel! Your grandfather! Great-grandfathers are amazing people, you..."

Shen Yanbei was stunned, and suddenly clapped his hands and laughed: "Uncle Zhong, you are right!" The ancient man reached the crown at the age of 20, and became an adult after the crown ceremony. For the convenience of addressing, he would take one to represent him. De's alias, this is the origin of the table character.

Farmers do not have this habit, but he is a scholar! It's normal for a scholar to take the form!

"I have written down what you said." Shen Yanbei looked sincere, "After I finish the spring ploughing, please ask Uncle Zhong to hold the crown for me." As the village head, Shen Dezhong has enough weight to crown him.

After the crown ceremony, he can use his name back!