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

Chapter 294
It wasn't long before Ding Xuewei caught a cold, and this time he was exposed to the rain for a little longer, so he was probably exhausted, and lay down for five days, during which time, An He even sent people into the city to get medicine.

Fearing that Chinese medicine might conflict with Western medicine, she dared not take it indiscriminately. No, she forced herself to crawl out of the room after drinking Chinese medicine for four days.

Seeing that the old and serious person was not lying in the room, but was struggling to walk back and forth under the eaves of the corridor, and said that the more active the better, Aunt Zhang Qi didn't feel bad at all.

"You don't have to worry about what you should do. Wang Dazhu's arrangement is very orderly. I also washed the milk and cheese well. You can lie down at ease and don't make such a fuss."

The so-called illness comes like a mountain and goes away like a silk thread, even if Ding Xuewei wants to do it himself, he can't help when he is lying down and unable to get up.

Fortunately, the laborers and the people in the village are all concerned about her affairs, and Aunt Zhang Qi has a clear mind, so she doesn't have to worry about the things in the field, and she doesn't have to worry about making milk and cheese.

"I told her earlier, but she just didn't listen." Da Hua, who was weaving the mat, was annoyed.

Xiaohua, who was helping, nodded hurriedly: "That's right."

Ding Xue glanced at them feebly: "I lie in pain and feel dizzy. If I lie down like this again, the wind and cold will be cured, and my bones will probably become soft again."

Seeing that they still wanted to persuade them again, she quickly diverted her attention: "How is He Sui?"

"...It's too humid." Aunt Zhang Qi said.

I can't say anything.

So hard, it will come to nothing.

"It's okay, let's make persistent efforts later." Ding Xuewei was in a good mood: "Your seedlings are almost done, right?"

Now, Aunt Zhang Qi's mood was even worse: "It's already earing."

From the first ear to the completion of pollination, it takes seven to ten days for the seedlings to pollinate. About 20.00% of the first ear starts to be pollinated. If the rain does not stop for these two days, this year's harvest may be greatly affected.

"Everyone has started building mats."

Even though I have seen the results, I still can't just give up.

As soon as her eyes were fixed, Aunt Zhang Qi burst into a smile: "It has been raining for several days, depending on the situation, it will last for two days at most, cover it up, just to see if the rice flowers blooming in the back can affect the ones in front .”

Influenced by Ding Xuewei, the villagers became curious about everything, and besides, they had some money in their pockets, so they were naturally less nervous about this year's harvest.

Compared with how big the harvest will be in the end this year, everyone is more concerned about whether the ears of grain covered by the mat will be pollinated better.

"Don't think too much, we don't lack food now, it doesn't matter if there is no harvest this year."

Ding Xue was silent, she really didn't expect Aunt Zhang Qi to comfort herself in turn.

She came back to pick up the mats, and to do it, of course, she had to do it as soon as possible. She arranged for Xiao Hua to make the soup and medicine, and asked Da Hua to move the mats with her.

"Xiao Hua, you can go too, and help me out." Ding Xue changed her mind slightly, and picked up the little girl.

The little girl who was entrusted with the important task naturally disagreed, and Aunt Zhang Qi who felt that she needed someone to take care of her also disagreed.

"Auntie, if you have more people, you can avoid the rain for a while, so you and Dahua don't get sick too."

She has been stubborn since she was born, and judging by her face, the mother and daughter of the Zhang family can only compromise.

"Xiao Hua, go over and pass a message to ask Uncle Wang and the others to help everyone." Ding Xuewei felt relieved.

Mother is going to get married, and it's going to rain. She can't control it. She can do what she can. This is the reason why everyone will feel uncomfortable when talking about this topic, but Zhang's mother The daughter knew what she wanted, so she didn't refuse. When the mother and daughter sent the mat to Tianli, Xiaohua also found someone.

With the help of the laborers, what the villagers should have been busy with for three days was completed in one day.

There is no need to eat it for others to show, Ding Xuewei took the boiled Chinese medicine into the space and poured it out, and quietly took the western medicine.

It may be that the traditional Chinese medicine has been taken before, or it may be that the western medicine is a bit old and the effect is good. On the sixth day of July, she finally walked out of the gate of the Zhang family.

This time, it rained for nearly ten days and didn't stop until the fourth day of the lunar new year. The moment the clouds cleared and the fog cleared, the villagers breathed a sigh of relief.

One-fifth of the rice flowers hadn't bloomed yet. When it was confirmed that it would not rain again, everyone hurriedly removed the mats.

It may be that God has seen the efforts of the people in Yuequan Village. The sun will be very good for the next two days, and the sudden rise in temperature will speed up the opening speed of the rice flowers. With the blessing of human intervention, the precarious harvest has turned good direction.

"There are not many corns dropped, peppers, peas, and red and mung beans are dead plants. Among them, peppers are the most, about half of them. Pumpkins, potatoes, fennel, ginger, peppers, soybeans, and sweet potatoes are all growing well. However, during this period of time But there is no small pumpkin, and the wheat seedlings planted behind did not see any death, but the ones planted in the front showed lodging and leggy..."

As soon as he saw Ding Xuewei's shadow, Wang Dazhu hurried forward, and before Ding Xuewei could ask anything, he immediately reported.

Ding Xuewei probably saw the basic situation of the seedlings and ears of rice on the way here, so he didn't say much about it.

"Most of the melon seeds and sesame seeds have been put into the roasting room, and the ground has been almost sun-dried in the past two days. As for the red peppers, the seeds were removed and dried before, but these two days, they were picked in the sun."

As if he could see through Ding Xuewei's thoughts, before she could ask, Wang Dazhu led the people to the wooden house.

"Today, I have assigned people to dig bamboo shoots. In the afternoon, people will dry some firewood. The wood that was brought into the house last time is almost used up this time. Thinking that there may be needs, I will install two more rooms this time."

While talking, the two walked back, and when they reached the wooden house, they took them directly to the storage room.

When the door was opened, it was hot inside.

"The humidity was still a bit high, so someone set up a brazier."

These people really cared. Whether it was melon seeds, sesame seeds, hot peppers, or chili seeds, they handled them very well. They grabbed a handful of melon seeds and stuffed them in Wang Dazhu's hands, and Ding Xue started nibbling.

"Turn around, when you leave, take everything you can take with you."

"!" Wang Dazhu was very pleasantly surprised.

Ding Xuewei's crops were either from Chenhui Mansion or from the Western Regions, but even if they were said to be from Chen Hui Mansion, they had basically never heard of them.

All along, everyone has this idea.

Looking at these crops every day, my heart is so itchy, but I can't open my mouth!

How many people are thinking about it!
"If you can, turn around and sell us some sweet potatoes."

Compared with melon seeds, pumpkins are just bigger and more delicious, but not many in quantity. He thinks sweet potatoes are more practical: "A few days ago, the rain washed away a few sweet potato ridges, exposing a lot of sweet potatoes."

"...a lot?" Ding Xuewei was a little curious.

According to the records in the book, the growth period of summer potato is 120 to [-] days.

The first batch of sweet potato vines were cut in early March, and it is only [-] days old now.

Really curious how much this is.

"Go and have a look."

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