Sign-in space: I grew rich in ancient times

Chapter 9 Wasteland Reclamation Tool

In the evening, Chen Huiyin coaxed her cute brother to sleep, and after washing herself, she roughly looked through the album that she checked out in the morning.

The farm tools in the album are not exaggerated. Although they are different from common farm tools, they are still within the acceptable range. The slightly larger ones are blown millet, impurities in wheat and corn seeds, shriveled grains, and straw shavings. Waiting for the wooden agricultural tool, named windmill, there are diagrams and detailed production process, the windmill alone occupies the content of five or six sheets of paper, and it is also the last agricultural tool.

Don't think about the big ones, but the farm tools can be made by Dad at a blacksmith's shop, and then she put the album into the space, and went to sleep with good expectations for the future.

When she woke up the next day, Chen Huiyin signed in as soon as possible, and got the land reclamation tool iron fork from the farm tools atlas, and she quickly probed her consciousness into the space.

This iron fork is slightly different from the common iron fork. A movable pedal is installed on the top of the fork tines, and the pedal is connected to the tooth nails.

When in use, insert the iron fork on the soil, press down on the pedal, the iron fork will eat deeply into the soil, and then press the handle, the soil will be turned out by the iron fork.

The iron fork with the soil clods is connected to the pedal, and the tooth nails that are slightly higher than the ground are crossed and missed, and the clumps of soil brought up by the iron fork are thus crushed for the second time, which is equivalent to the second loosening of the soil and saves labor. There is also efficiency.

Chen Huiyin was very happy, wishing that the snow would melt immediately, so that Dad could open up wasteland and try the feel of the iron fork for turning the soil.

Only by personally proving that it is easy to use, labor-saving and efficient, can other people in the village be persuaded to replace the soil-turning iron fork, and then slowly promote this farm tool.

Find a chance to tell Dad about the iron fork that turned the soil, and after a while, everything will be fine, just wait for the snow to thaw and open up wasteland.

Chen Huiyin stayed on the meeting bed, and played with her brother Meng on the kang for a while before getting up to wash.

Today's breakfast is cornmeal steamed buns mixed with white flour. The taste is more delicate than pure cornmeal pancakes. It is paired with corn grits mixed with white rice. It is a proper healthy and nutritious breakfast in the previous life. Of course, if it is served with steamed buns and sauerkraut porridge, replace it with fresh vegetables Even better, but in ancient times when farming technology was still very backward, Chen Huiyin only thought about it secretly.

After breakfast, Zhou Jinghao cleaned up the kitchen, went back to the main room and said to Chen Boyu: "Husband, you can go to the city again sometime and buy some night incense. The family should be fattening."

Chen Huiyin, who was teasing the cute younger brother with Tang Yaoling, heard this, handed the cute younger brother to Tang Yaoling, and leaned next to her parents, incarnating as Chen Yu: "Father, Aunt, in fact, you can make a very good one without Yexiang. fat.

Our family has chickens. I think my mother has accumulated a lot of chicken manure. After a few days, the business will bring the cows and sheep. Let’s accumulate cow and sheep manure for a while. You can dig up some dead leaves and compost them with the mud.

Moreover, the area we are in is an agricultural and pastoral area. When the snow melts, each family will drive the sheep to the pasture to graze. At that time, let my uncle take me to the pasture to pick up sheep manure. I know a method of retting. , the use time is short, and the quality of the fertilizer is good, and the quantity is definitely enough. "

On the way home with her father yesterday, Chen Huiyin asked about the situation in Lingwu County. The Lingwu County is different from the Central Plains. This is a half-agricultural and half-pastoral area. Because of her special situation, their family couldn't take care of her at all. So there is no sheep in the family, but other families in the village have at least a few sheep and at least a dozen sheep.

When the snow melts, the children of each household in the village will drive the sheep to the pasture to graze, and there will be no need to worry about no sheep dung.

Thinking of the corn stalks piled up under the grass shed again, Chen Huiyin sighed: "In fact, corn stalks are also a good fertilizer. For example, after harvesting the corn, the cut corn stalks can be left in the ground and buried with soil for a winter." , it will rot and turn into fat..."

Before Chen Huiyin finished speaking, Tang Yaoling rushed out of the room with a pale face, which made everyone stunned. Chen Boyu was the first to react and hurriedly chased him out.

The rest of the people came to their senses, and they all chased after the courtyard, and saw Tang Yaoling leaning on the courtyard wall at the corner of the courtyard, and vomited out all the breakfast he had just eaten.

"Da Lang, what's the matter with you, what's wrong with your body?" Chen Boyu stepped forward to support the child's shoulder with one hand, and felt his pulse with the other, asking worriedly at the same time.

Spitting out all the breakfast he just had, Tang Yaoling shook his head at Chen Boyu with a pale face, then lowered his eyes and said nothing.

How does this make him say that it is because he knows that the food he eats is raised by such disgusting things?
It's true that he feels disgusted, but he also knows that if the land is not fertilized, the crops will not grow well. He has no right to dislike it, but it is true that he can't pass the test in his heart.

Chen Boyu let go of Tang Yaoling's wrist calmly, and by feeling the pulse, he had already confirmed that the child was fine, and the reason why he vomited probably had something to do with the matter of fattening.

Chen Boyu could think that the three of them, Zhou Jinghao, were also smart, so he could naturally think of the reason. The only one who was confused was Chen Yuming, who was only three years old after all.

Everyone tacitly stopped bringing up the topic of retting. After returning to the house, Chen Boyan asked Chen Boyan to take Tang Yaoling to the study to read. Zhou Jinghao followed Chen Boyu to the pharmacy and helped him prepare medicinal materials. Chen Huiyin took her cute brother to play in the main room.

At noon, Zhou Jinghao used the recipe dictated by her daughter to cook pork belly and radish, plus a big bowl of sauerkraut.

Tang Yaoling, who had been reading the book all morning and had already forgotten about the composting, smelled the aroma of the food and somehow thought of what the farmyard compost was retting, and his stomach suddenly churned.

He who had already picked up the bowl put it down again, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Shi, Auntie, I'm not hungry yet." Fortunately, even though I was hungry, my stomach kept up with it, and I didn't contradict him.

"It's okay not to eat anything. Auntie will cook a bowl of egg custard for you." Zhou Jinghao guessed the reason, and she couldn't let the child go hungry.

But as soon as she turned around, the corner of her clothes was grabbed by her daughter, and when she turned her head, she stood up with a puffy face and said, "Tang Yaoling, if you care so much about the food and vegetables being raised by farmers, then let me tell you, Pigs, cows, sheep, chickens, ducks, fish, and their feed are not fed by farm fat.

Chickens eat more worms, so they like to lay eggs. The fish in the stream also eat the feces of ducks in the water, so they can grow fatter. If you don’t mind this all the time, you can only starve to death. "

After listening to Chen Huiyin's words, Tang Yaoling was in a bad mood.

Chen Boyu: ...

Zhou Jinghao: ...

Chen Boyan: ...

Not to mention Tang Yaoling, they have lost their appetite right now, okay?

"I don't have to eat these, I, I eat wild fruits." Starving to death is impossible, Tang Yaoling insisted.

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