In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

After harvesting and threshing the wheat from the six-cent field, and putting it into bags, there will be seven sacks. Each sack can hold a hundred kilograms. After a few days of drying, some weight will be discarded, and in the end it will probably weigh more than 600 kilograms. Bar.

Therefore, the yield of the wheat she grows is about one thousand kilograms per mu. This number is similar to that in the previous life, but compared with now, the gap is as big as heaven and earth.

This year, the weather is good, and the wheat yield per mu is only three to five hundred kilograms. If God is not open, and there is a drought like the past two years, one mu of land can only yield one to two hundred kilograms, and there will be no serious harvest. Strange.

Before, neither Huo Minglou nor Li He showed surprise, so she didn't explain, but if Zhao Baoqing came to ask, she would have to think carefully about how to reply.

If it works well, you may be able to purchase a batch of cold-resistant high-quality wheat seeds from the mall. When Zhao Baoqing believes that in addition to watering and fertilizing, wheat seeds also play an important role in yield, she will replace them with the village and plant them in autumn. , maybe there will be a good harvest next year.

When the time comes, the superiors will not be afraid if they know about it. Wheat mutates and wheat yields are high. This is beyond human control. If they want to study it, just study it. Maybe they can speed up the improvement and replacement process of wheat and provide enough food and drink for the people. Woolen cloth.

While thinking about it, he used a wooden rake to pull the wheat grains on the ground, turned them over, and continued to receive the sunlight. After two days of drying, they could be moved into the warehouse.

When it got dark, the system still hadn't come back. After dinner, the mother and son sat under the persimmon tree to enjoy the cool air. Song Hongguo sat on the stone bench and looked up at the sky. Suddenly, she missed shaking the cattail leaf fan, eating watermelon, and lying in the rocking chair. Go up and enjoy the pleasant time of watching the starry sky...

That’s the standard for summer!
The watermelon is not ripe yet, rocking chair?Well, it can be arranged.

Ling Zhi was also looking at the sky, frowning, "Will it rain tonight?"

Song Hongguo said firmly, "No."

Ling Zhi was dubious, "Are you sure?"

Song Hongguo nodded. The system had already told her that there would be a light rain at the end of the month, which would not be enough to plant corn and sweet potatoes.

Ling Zhi asked, "Can you read the sky?"

Song Hongguo, "..."

How could she do it?
However, when she met Ling Zhi's thirsty eyes, she nodded and cleared her throat, "Well, I've also heard what many old people said. It's all based on the experience accumulated by their ancestors for generations. Most of them are trustworthy, but sometimes they make mistakes in judgment. "

"What's there?" Ling Zhi's eyes were bright and he looked impatient.

Song Hongguo hurriedly checked in the mall and found some old farmer's proverbs, "When clouds go east, carriages and horses can pass. When clouds go west, people wear raincoats. When clouds go south, the water floats boats. When clouds go north, they dry quilts. These They all identify weather changes by looking at the clouds, and predict the weather by observing changes in chickens. If the chickens are delayed, it will rain that night. The chickens will go into the nest early. The weather will be good tomorrow. If you hear chickens making noises in the middle of the night, , is a sign of wind and rain, there are also chickens crowing high up, the rain has stopped and the sky will be sunny, the chickens are drying their wings, there is rain nearby, the chickens are crowing fiercely, and the heavy rain is rushing towards the house..."

Ling Zhi listened with a serious look on his face, and his studious attitude was more upright than the students sitting in the classroom, except for taking notes and writing them down.

Ling Yuan also listened with great interest. When she finished speaking, he said in amazement, "So chickens have such a use? Hey, is it early for our chickens to go to the nest tonight?"

No one knows this better than Ling Zhi. He said without thinking, "We got into the nest early, and they were all very honest after eating. No one made a fuss."

"So the weather will be good tomorrow?" Ling Yuan asked, blinking his big eyes.

Ling Zhi looked at Song Hongguo, "If you go by the experience that mom just said, it is indeed true."

Song Hongguo smiled and said, "Don't worry, it will be sunny tomorrow and there will be no rain tonight, so you don't have to worry about the wheat getting wet."

Hearing this, Ling Zhi felt relieved and at ease.

Song Hongguo thought of the cicadas chirping in the afternoon, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she stood up, "I almost forgot something important!"

The two brothers were startled by her and asked quickly, "What's the big deal?"

Song Hongguo said excitedly, "I touched a monkey!" This is a child living in the countryside. This is a favorite activity in summer evenings. It is fun and delicious. As soon as it gets dark, she uses a flashlight and goes into the forest with many trees. There are also experienced ones who can dig them out of holes in the ground, which is a test of their skills. Most of them are found from trees. If you are lucky, you can catch hundreds of them in one night.

Cicada monkeys are ugly, but they have high nutritional value and are rich in protein. They taste better than meat and are simple to make. Just clean them and stir-fry them directly in the pot. No other seasonings are needed, just some salt. , the fragrance can be spread for ten miles, and it is an excellent dish to accompany wine.

In later generations, the price was still not cheap, so it was only for sale. However, the audience was mainly in the north, and people who didn't like it would simply change their expressions after hearing it.

The two brothers didn't realize her excitement. They looked at each other in confusion, "What is a cicada monkey?"

Song Hongguo, "..."

Well, the name cicada monkey is not universal.

She was not familiar with the names of other areas, so she could only explain, "It is the predecessor of cicadas. Cicada monkeys will crawl out of the ground at night. If no one catches them to eat, they will become neighing in the trees during the day." The cicada."

After hearing this, the two of them suddenly realized, Ling Zhi even said, "It turns out to be a throttling turtle!"

Song Hongguo, "..."

This time it was her turn not to recognize him.

Ling Yuan asked curiously, "Mom, is that cicada monkey you mentioned delicious?"

Song Hongguo said, "It's delicious. I'll keep it for you. You'll never forget it after you eat it."

"Really?"

Song Hongguo said "Yeah", went to the house to get a flashlight, and took the two little guys on a food journey to find the cicada monkey.

First, they searched around their yard, and the results were very gratifying. Song Hongguo was responsible for holding a flashlight for lighting, and the two sharp-eyed children were responsible for discovery and arrest. The three of them cooperated in a tacit understanding. When they left the yard, in the glass bottle that Ling Zhi brought, Most of them were already installed, and each one was struggling in vain, trying to climb out, only to fall again and again.

Outside the courtyard wall, there were more trees, so there was no need to run any further. Just by walking around the house, the two glass bottles I brought were full.

After returning home, Song Hongguo cleaned it, spread a little oil on the bottom of the pot, and slowly stir-fried over low heat. Soon a unique fragrance spread in the kitchen.

Ling Yuan sniffed and murmured in a low voice, "It really smells good, not much worse than meat..."

Ling Zhi asked, "Is this thing easy to preserve?"

Song Hongguo subconsciously said, "Isn't it difficult to preserve? I haven't heard of long-term preservation. Such seasonal things will be gone after this time..."

Hearing this, Ling Zhi asked again, "Using it to feed chickens will definitely make the chickens lay more eggs, right?"

"Ah? It should be okay."

After hearing this, Ling Zhi nodded, "Then let's catch more tomorrow night. If we can't finish it, we'll feed it to the chickens, and we can also save some wheat bran."

Song Hongguo, "..."

Isn't that a waste of natural resources? (End of chapter)