Dressed as a farmer group pet

Chapter 179 179 Species of Winter Sorghum

On the second day, Jiang Hu took ten catties of sorghum seeds and went to the field with Er Niang.

This year we only planted two acres of wheat. The wheat is planted row by row with intervals of half a meter in the middle. It will be February and March next year. They specialize in selling corn. When the corn grows to waist height, the wheat will also grow. It's time to harvest.

There is only more than one mu of rapeseed land, and there are more than two mu of land vacant. It was supposed to be recuperated for a few months, and after the spring of next year, I will plant something else.

Now, Jiang Hu is going to plant these two acres of land with sorghum.

It was naturally Liu Yang who noticed the movements of the Jiang family first. Jiang Hu was still carrying cow dung, so Liu Yang ran over.

"Brother Jiang, it's winter, what are you doing? Didn't you say you were going to dig a lotus pond? Why did you go up the mountain?"

Jiang Hu, who was about to carry cow dung, slapped his thigh: "I forgot about this."

Liu Yang was puzzled: "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Normally Jiang Ge would not forget things like this, he has a good memory.

Jiang Hu pondered for a moment: "I plan to plant sorghum for a season, Liu Yang, you know, the sorghum seeds we have now are grown in winter."

Others don't know about this matter, but Liu Yang is definitely not confused. He also surrounded those sorghum plants curiously and looked at them several times.

Liu Yang nodded: "I know, but it's a good one. What kind of sorghum is planted. It's not very good to plant together in the spring of the next year, and it will grow even better."

Just because he knows this, Liu Yang also knows that the sorghum grown in winter is not as productive as the sorghum sown in spring.

Jiang Hu didn't know how to explain it. After all, there was absolutely no basis for this matter. He couldn't say that he was frightened by the child's words, right?

After thinking about it, Jiang Hu simply patted Liu Yang on the shoulder, speaking with a bit of earnestness.

"Our two families have been friends for so many years. Don't ask me why. I don't know how to explain it. Anyway, if you can, you should plant two acres of sorghum first. Anyway, the sorghum can survive in winter, so it won't be wasted."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Hu stopped talking nonsense, picked up the basket and left.

Liu Yang was a little confused, but he understood what Jiang Hu meant.

He frowned and gritted his teeth: "It doesn't matter, follow Brother Jiang, you can drink soup without eating meat, and I will go back to grow sorghum!"

Thinking of this, Liu Yang strode back, picked up the hoe, called his parents and daughter-in-law, and went to plant sorghum.

Someone saw it and asked him what he was doing, but he didn't hide it, so he said that he saw Jiang Hu planting sorghum and planned to plant two acres himself.

If there is one, there are two. Someone saw Jiang Hu planting sorghum, and Liu Yang came out of Jiang Hu's house and followed him to grow sorghum.

Liu Yang has always followed Jiang Hu, and Bao Buqi just knew something.

Ever since, everyone started to grow sorghum one after another, and followed Jiang Hu and Liu Yang's example, keeping half of the seeds at home and keeping the other half.

By the time Jiang Hu realized it, almost every household in Fu'an Village was growing sorghum.

Jiang Hu couldn't laugh or cry: "Er Niang, do you think our reaction is too big? If nothing happens next year, won't everyone still blame me?"

After all, sorghum planted in winter does not have as high a yield as that planted in spring.

Erniang shook her head: "It has nothing to do with us, we didn't say that we must plant in winter, it's best that our worries are superfluous, and nothing will be lost."

It's just a few catties of sorghum seeds. Others don't have much, but their family still has a few hundred catties. If someone needs it at that time, it's not impossible to sell it.

Now that I have rice at home, I eat almost all rice, and then add a little sweet potato to the rice.

Corn, sorghum, rice, etc., have become rare items because of Mr. Xie's visit.

Thinking about it: "Forget it, anyway, if you plant this winter, you will get a harvest, so it doesn't matter."

The sorghum seedlings were raised first, and then transplanted. Jiang Hu went to the river to pick up two buckets of clean water, mixed it with the manure in the latrine, and then poured it evenly on the seeds.

When he came back from the river, Jiang Hu frowned a little: "Er Niang, I didn't realize it before, but I paid special attention to it today. The water level in the river has indeed dropped drastically."

In previous winters, the water level was not so low, but this year is indeed different.

Erniang was startled: "Really?"

Jiang Hu nodded, with a serious expression on his face: "I have to talk to the village chief about this in the afternoon. I'm not afraid of ten thousand, just in case."

If it is really dry, the consequences...

Jiang Hu didn't want to think about it, he just hoped that all of this was his unfounded worry.

And the joy of moving to a new house also dropped by more than half at this moment, and he was full of the matter of the river falling.

Erniang pinched Jiang Hu's hand and comforted him: "Brother Hu, we are not in charge of this matter, so don't be so nervous, talk to the village chief first, and then talk about other things."

Jiang Hu sighed softly: "It would be great if I could contact Mr. Xie. He has so much sorghum in his place. He can find a place to plant a crop in winter. Even if the yield is low in winter, he can still harvest a lot."

It's a pity that they don't have the means to contact Sir Sinong.

"Where's the guard named Zhang Hu? He seems to be quite familiar with Mr. Xie."

Erniang's sudden words made Jiang Humao suddenly realize: "That's right, Brother Zhang, he said before that he lives in the town!"

After figuring this out, Jiang Hu was not in a hurry: "Er Niang, let's finish our work here first, and go to the village chief in the afternoon. I will go to the town by myself tomorrow, and I will find Brother Zhang by the way. I may be back later."

Yesterday afternoon, shopkeeper Liu personally brought a lot of vegetables back, so he didn't send them to the town today, but he will deliver them tomorrow.

Although they are all cabbage and radishes, fresh ones are definitely better than long-term stored ones.

What's more, Jiang Hu occasionally gave some pheasants, rabbits, eggs, fish and so on. Although shopkeeper Liu didn't want the fish caught in the river, shopkeeper Liu still liked the fish raised by Jiang's family.

He did what he said, and scattered several catties of seeds in the ground in the morning. When eating, he also mentioned the fact that the river water had dropped drastically.

Liu Boduo asked a few words: "It's normal for the river to drop in winter, Xiao Jiang, why do you want to go to such a dry place?"

Is this association too far away?

Xiaomi bowed his head to eat, and he was embarrassed to say that the one who associates too far is himself.

Jiang Hu didn't mention Xiaomi either. Under normal circumstances, Xiaomi is the one who is hidden. Apart from the name of Xiaofuxing, Xiaomi doesn't seem to have any other conspicuous places.

It's the same this time.

"I don't want to be true, but this year's water level is indeed a bit too low, so I feel a little uneasy."

Uncle Liu: "But, with such a reason, I'm afraid no one will believe it? Will the guards think you're confused?"

"I've thought about this too, but I'll just tell him. I can't control what happens in the end. At least I feel at ease."

After Jiang Hu said this, Uncle Liu didn't persuade him much.

(End of this chapter)