After transmigrating into a stepmother, I transformed my whole family to work on farming

Chapter 67 I Can Eat Shit Too

Of course, Liu Ji couldn't catch up with Liu Fei, a young man. No surprise, his private house was confiscated and he was punched in the face.

Liu Ji covered his face. He dared not speak out when he was angry. He had to pour hot water for soaking his feet in the evening, "Madam, please calm down. This is all a misunderstanding. I was just teasing that boy Liu Fei. Who would have thought of him?" Seriously."

"How could I not give the money? Go around the village and ask. Even if the owner is not there when I Liu Ji buys vegetables, I will send the money to them the next day."

Qin Yao didn't say a word, closed her eyes and soaked her feet, and fell asleep comfortably.

Liu Jiyin gritted his teeth, not listening to a single good thing I said!

After a good night's sleep, Qin Yao got up refreshed and exercised in the morning. After finishing, she took the rice seeds Liu Ji bought from her old house and poured them into a basin. She added some water and soaked them to let them germinate as soon as possible.

If there is a medicine that can prevent pests, add it at this time, and it can also prevent pests.

Liu Ji didn't farm before, and he didn't know the correct order, so he did whatever Qin Yao told him to do.

So, it wasn't until people in the village scattered all the germinated rice seeds in the fields that he ran back home with a face full of panic.

Looking at Qin Yao standing in front of the breeding shelf, she shouted loudly: "Wrong, wrong! The germinated seeds must be sown into the fields. There is no such thing as breeding!"

Qin Yao stood in front of the breeding tray that the two of them had worked hard to set up. The wooden tray was full of soil dug out from the fields. The rice seeds had been scattered. There were twenty trays in total, and they all had green buds. Look. It sounds very pleasant.

The four Dalang brothers and sisters come to take a look at it every day, as if they are pets, and they love it very much.

Afraid of it getting cold sooner or later, the family of six wove pieces of straw mats to wrap up the whole shelf, like a small room, and it was carefully raised.

So, now Liu Ji tells them that this is all wrong?

In the eyes of farmers, food is more important than the sky, and the four brothers and sisters of Dalang panicked and almost cried.

If this is wrong, it's all over.

However, Qin Yao has never disappointed the four brothers and sisters. She frowned and calmly stopped Liu Ji, who was shouting so loudly, and asked calmly:

"The villagers sprinkled the seeds directly into the ground?"

Liu Ji nodded wildly.

"Father, are they all finished?"

"That's not it." A hundred acres, how could it be sown so quickly, Liu Ji said: "There are still dozens of acres close to home that have not been sown."

A good field needs to be taken care of well, and a layer of fertilizer is needed before planting seeds, so it will be a little later.

Liu Ji said anxiously: "You ask what's the use of this? The point now is that we made a mistake. How can we spread these buds?"

They have grown a section as high as a thumb, so how can they scatter!
But Qin Yao said: "You go home first, and quickly tell Dad not to sow the rest of them, but to breed first, and then transplant the seedlings, and wait for the seedlings to grow, and then plant them in other fields. They are all optimized plants after breeding, and the yield will be better."

"What?" Liu Ji was stunned for a moment, "What kind of method are you talking about? Where did you hear it?"

Although he has no experience in farming, the rice planting steps he has seen since he was a child are not what Qin Yao said.

The land is plowed, watered to make mudflats, germinated rice seeds are sprinkled, and when the rice grows, water is stored until it is mature and harvested.

Qin Yao said unhappily: "I learned it from an agricultural expert. Are you better than an expert? If you are told to go, go quickly. If you go late and affect this year's harvest, I will beat you to death!"

As soon as he heard that he was about to be beaten, Liu Ji ran faster than a rabbit, and disappeared into the yard in the blink of an eye.

Dalang and the four also ran away curiously, worried about the accuracy of his father's message, fearing that his nonsense would trick his stepmother.

When he arrived at the old house, Da Lang was glad that he came with him. His father really couldn't explain clearly, but he just said that no more sowing was allowed, and he didn't explain the reason to him.

It was Da Lang who came forward and said what Qin Yao said before, and then everyone in the Liu family's old house figured out the reason.

But, "I have never heard of rice growing like this. Is this reliable? If the season is delayed, the dozens of acres of fertile land will not produce anything."

Liu Zhong has deep doubts. He is the best farmer at home, and he feels that no one knows how to farm better than himself.

If other people in the village had said this, he would have thought about the feasibility.

But the person who said this was Qin Yao, a person who didn't even know how to plow a field at first, how dare people believe her?
"It's okay if you don't believe me, anyway, I have brought my words, you can do whatever you want." Liu Jiqie said, and greeted the four Shang Dalang brothers and sisters, "Go home!"

Five people, father and son, came in a hurry and left like a gust of wind, and they disappeared in a blink of an eye.

On the way back, Da Lang said: "I think what the stepmother said makes sense, Dad, let's listen to the stepmother."

Liu Ji raised his eyebrows, "Did I tell you not to listen to her?"

The point is, can he not listen?
Erlang, Sanlang, and Siniang snickered, and said that if the stepmother couldn't grow rice, they would dig wild vegetables to eat.

Da Lang touched his precious slingshot hanging on his waist, "When autumn comes, my stepmother promised to take me hunting, and we can still eat meat then."

Liu Ji felt a little sour, and asked angrily, "Your stepmother asked you to eat shit, and you will go too?"

Si Niang nodded "Yeah", "I'll eat."

Saburo followed suit: "I can eat shit too!"

Erlang burst into tears with laughter, "Two fools!"

Liu Jiheng said: "They are all fools!"

Dalang looked at these idiots and sighed deeply, feeling very sad for his stepmother.

Qin Yao's planting method has won the support of the whole family, and the family of six soon became outliers in the village.

The seedlings in other people's fields had grown, and their family of six began to transplant the rice seedlings.

Qin Yao and Liu Ji came to the field with wooden boards on their shoulders, and put the boards in the muddy field where the water was drained and only a shallow layer of field water was left.

Then Qin Yao picked out seedlings that had grown to a height of ten centimeters, and the whole family stepped on the board, inserting the seedlings neatly into the field.

It took three days to plant two acres of land.

As soon as it was inserted, the spring rain came down.

It is said that spring rain is as expensive as oil, which is indeed true. The seedlings planted in the fields grow one knot a day, and after more than half a month, they are one knot taller than the seedlings in the surrounding rice fields.

And the rice seedlings in other fields are all in a mess, but the two acres of rice seedlings in their house are neatly arranged, which looks very different.

At the beginning, people still laughed at Liu Ji's family for their nonsense. If someone was so kind, they ran to Old Man Liu's house and asked him to talk about it quickly.

But it didn't work for old man Liu to come forward, he was almost persuaded by Qin Yao himself.

But in the end they still conservatively stick to the original method, after all, they can't afford the risk.

Liu Dafu saw that they only farmed ten acres, so he thought it didn't matter much, and Qin Yao, his benefactor, wanted to give him face, so he didn't say anything.

In the back, when the seedlings in the two acres of land grew tall and strong, the voice of doubt subsided unknowingly.

In the end, I saw Qin Yao's family put the seedlings that had grown to the height of the calf one by one, and continued to arrange them neatly in other paddy fields sprinkled with farmyard manure. At that time, there was only one voice of doubt——

With so much effort, will the harvest be more or less?
(End of this chapter)