Start of the famine: Take the crazy batch of sisters to farm and make a fortune

Comparing the complexion, Aunt Zhang Qi at this time is more like Master Mihe than Ding Xuewei.

"You have a quick mind, think about it, what can you do?" Aunt Zhang Qi grabbed Ding Xuewei's arm.

Feeling the pain, Ding Xue looked up at the sky abruptly.

"God is really mean to me."

First, old man Ding, the village chief, and then Aunt Zhang Qi, everyone was so strangely focused on her Mihe.

It's not that God can't bear her hard work!
Compared with rice, Ding Xuewei cares more about corn, which is why she is not nervous when she knows that rice grain is heading soon.

There are many kinds of rice in various regions and countries, and there are a lot of stocks in the space. This year’s failure will continue next year, so there is no special arrangement after the rain.

The laborers are very concerned about the crops in her field, and they are also very clear about rice grains and ordinary rice. When they have time, they quickly straighten the fallen rice grains, which is why they have seen the beautiful scenery in the past few days!
If no one reminds you, what you missed this year will be missed.

Everyone has their eyes on it, so how can they ignore it.

"I'll arrange to go."

Ding Xuewei's face was calm, her tone was firm, and she seemed confident.

After being dazed for a few seconds, Aunt Zhang Qi quickly followed her footsteps.

In spring and summer, the days are long and the nights are short, and the sun is still high, but the villagers who have not finished their work in the fields basically never stop working, let alone the workers who are full of work.

Along the way, I found the labor leader Wang Dazhu, explained his purpose, and explained the method. Soon, groups of eight people were all over Mi Miaotian.

During reclamation, for the convenience of irrigation, Ding Xuewei asked people to divide the fields in units of mu. The canals are located on both sides of the width, which can inject water into the fields at the same time. For the convenience of planting, each mu of fields is a rectangle with a length of 30 meters and a width of 22 meters. .

Unlike sweet potatoes, rice can be planted in one ridge. Therefore, the field width of 22 meters is divided into four rows.

The man holding both ends of the straw rope walked forward slowly, and the straight seedlings were bent and bounced up by the rope.

Together and down, the pollen bounces and falls.

"Is this really okay?"

The old village head hunched over, his eyes full of panic.

I have lived my whole life, 64 years, and now I know that it is this little pollen that forms the fruit.

How could he not let him feel, confused.

Not long ago, I saw Ding Xuewei and Aunt Zhang Qi running around in a hurry, and Aunt Bai, the old village head and others who came all the way, listened to Ding Xuewei's words of pollination.

Of course, the person who told her such a strange point of knowledge was naturally that mysterious old grandma.

The reason, she explained, the knowledge point, she has popularized science, whether you can accept it is everyone's question!

"It's okay, I'll find out in a few days." Ding Xuewei said so, but her face was full of confidence.

The eyes of everyone slowly pulled back from the people in the field and the seedlings, and fell on her face.

Since then, she said that whatever is possible, no matter how unbelievable, no matter how unreasonable.

As long as she speaks with confidence, there are no exceptions.

"What if it rains?" The old village chief was full of hope.

Ding Xue remained silent.

No wind and rain have a great influence on the pollination situation.

But in the absence of wind, manpower can interfere with the spread of pollen. How can it be done when it rains...to build a roof for the seedlings?
"If not, Grandpa Joe weaves some straw mats and try to cover them when it rains?"

Apart from blocking the rain, Ding Xuewei really can't think of any other way, but to cover dozens of acres of rice with mats... It depends on God's mood first.

As for the torrential downpours of the first two times, how can anyone catch up with the speed!

"...This is a good way." The old village chief murmured.

Is it useful, you have to work hard to see the results.

Looking at Mrs. Qiao next to her, Aunt Bai nodded, "There may be too many, but at least we can guarantee the grain!"

Wind, rain, frost and snow are irresistible to manpower.

Before, no one had thought of resisting, and the one-year harvest was all based on luck.

Now, there is a way, who can refuse!

"Let's go, chop bamboo." The old village head waved to a woman.

Qiao's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law looked at the field again, and then Qi Qi asked Ding Xuewei: "Do you still need us?"

"···unnecessary."

Everyone left in a hurry.

Ding Xue was a little confused.

Would she like to have some matting made too?
"Xuewei, this side will be ready soon."

After watching the village chief and others off, the labor leader Wang Dazhu said that they would work hard.

Well, there is no need for her to speak.

"Uncle, just figure it out."

The rice blooms at noon. In order to ensure the pollination, Ding Xuewei asked Wang Dazhu to arrange three times of manual intervention in the morning, middle and evening. She didn’t need to say how to build a shelf, how many mats to weave enough, and how many straw ropes to fix. will arrange.

"Don't be too busy too late, stop work earlier."

"knew."

When I returned to Zhang's house again, Dahua was the only one in the family again.

Hearing that she would not go out again, Dahua resolutely left home to help.

After sitting in the courtyard for a long time, Ding Xue stood up lazily and walked towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, the meals prepared by Dahua were hot in the pot, and the cherries and peaches brought back by Aunt Zhang Qi and Xiaohua were cleaned and cooled in the basin.

There are two kinds of peaches here in Fengcheng Mansion, one is wool peaches with cotton pulp, and the other is honey peaches with waxy pulp.

The peach species in Yuequan Village come from the same mother tree, and they are all cotton-pulled peaches.

These peaches are crisp and lightly sweet when underripe, and soft and slightly sweet when fully ripe.However, compared with peaches, the sweetness is much lighter.

Ding Xuewei has a lot of theoretical knowledge, and she also has a lot of experience in eating peaches in her previous life. She has also tasted some imported nectarines in the space, don't worry about juicy peaches, and raw peaches, but she didn't know that her breasts were full until the crisp peach flesh was chewed and swallowed. All the lingering things in the valley cannot be imposed on this world.

"It's... sweet!"

Staring at the peach in her hand, she took another bite.

Still indifferent.

Even if there is no sweetness, it is not sour!

This flavor of peaches would not taste good even if boiled and canned, so those children in this world who have no snacks and no extra fruit to eat regard it as a treasure...canned!
canned peaches···
With the thoughts in his mind, Ding Xuewei quickly turned into the space to get the peeler, then cleaned it, steamed it, and let it cool down.

When Zhang's mother and daughter came back, the whole yard was filled with a sweet and greasy peach fragrance.

The soup, which was supposed to be steaming, had been forced to be chilled, and it was cold, and the dim sum that Mrs. Zhang had the cheek to beg for was all placed on the table.

"Come and try."

The canned peaches were very successful, and Ding Xuewei was very happy, and when he saw the figure, he quickly scooped up the soup.

When Xiao Hua washed her hands and ran to her with eyes full of curiosity, Ding Xuewei stuffed the spoon with one hand and the bird's nest crisp with the other.

Whether it's the dim sum in hand, or the amber sweet soup on the table in front of her, none of them have ever been seen by Zhang's mother and daughter.

Xiaohua didn't know which one to try first, her eyes wandered back and forth between the sweet soup and the bird's nest cake.

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