Happy Farm Ranch

Chapter 311 The Great Harvest

During the day, tourists arrange their time freely, and when night comes, Su Mu takes them to watch fireflies in the woods by the lake; when the people who return full of excitement are brought back to the Peach Blossom River, the bonfire party that has already been prepared officially begins.

The two-day, two-night weekend vacation was obviously very successful. After the first batch of tourists left here with a set of Huatanao postcards, the number of online registrations skyrocketed in the next two days!However, because it is temporarily in a trial operation state, after discussing with Su Mu, Ou Chen decided to only open for weekend vacations, and the number of people is also limited.

Except for the tourists who come for sightseeing on Saturdays and Sundays, Huatanao is as quiet and peaceful as ever at other times, and the time is in this slowness, and the midsummer slips away quietly.

And in the hundreds of acres of rice fields that have been reclaimed, heavy harvests are coming.

"Muzi, I see that the rice is growing pretty well. Let's start cutting today. Although there are two foxes to help watch, the birds don't seem to be easy to deal with. Don't let such a good rice grow. The birds have been ruined, and there is also the millet field, Lao Huang stares at it all day long, hoping that the millet will be harvested to make wine."

Just after breakfast, the village chief smoked a cigarette and came to discuss with Su Mu. The farms and pastures are not busy now, and it shouldn't take long to harvest hundreds of acres of rice.

Su Mu was feeding the two tiger cubs running around in the courtyard. The silly bear had already eaten, and he was rubbing against the jujube tree, his chubby body twisted and twisted, which was funny.

Seeing someone approaching, the nimble little cheetah jumped onto Su Mu's shoulder, almost bleeding from his body.

"Let's start harvesting when it's ripe, but it seems that the machine can't be driven in there. When I bought the automatic harvester, I planned to let it harvest rice, but now it's just a decoration, so everyone has to work hard." Hurriedly grabbing the big cat-like leopard from his shoulder, Su Mu gasped and rubbed the scratched place vigorously.

The village chief was amused by the teasing, and he breathed out a smoke ring and said with a smile: "That's so hard work, before you didn't buy that machine, we harvested crops all by sickle cutting. Then I'll tell people to go and let them Everyone has sharpened their sickles, and set off to harvest rice together! By the way, you raised a few little guys who are very energetic, but they are too fierce, and they grin at people every now and then."

As soon as the words were finished, a cub that hadn't grabbed the bottle was running around anxiously, and finally found that it still couldn't get food, so it took out its anger on the village chief and kept growling at him.It seems to mean that just because this guy came to chat with the owner, the owner put down a feeding bottle because of being scratched, and only used one to feed.

They will be transferred into the space by Su Mu every night to play, and they will naturally become dependent on that magical place, and there is an intimate connection with the owner of the space in the deepest part.If the cub didn't grab food, he wouldn't take it easy on his owner, so he just found someone nearby to vent his dissatisfaction.

"Look, I haven't said anything yet, I'm just being so fierce, how can I pay off in the future?" The village chief smacked his mouth and signaled Su Mu to see if he was talking nonsense.

Su Mu's face darkened and he blamed: "Who told you to be fierce? Obediently, go to the village chief for milk!"

As he spoke, he handed the other bottle to the village head, and asked him to try to feed and cultivate his relationship.

Holding the feeding bottle in his hand, the village chief carefully brought it to the little tiger's mouth. The little guy was grinning fiercely just now. When he saw the feeding bottle, he immediately froze. It is quite fragrant.

It made him laugh out loud, "Muzi, you are like training a puppy. Don't train the tiger to be a coward. If you throw it into the old forest, you won't survive."

"Don't worry, let him learn how to get close to people when he was young, and then teach him how to survive in the wild." Su Mu said, but he murmured in his heart, these two guys are the overlords on Space Mountain!Then you haven't seen how powerful they are, they are still young and don't show much, when they grow up, I have to put them in a cage!
After feeding a group of cute pets at home, Su Mu followed the village head to the rice field.

If it was an ordinary variety of rice, it should look yellow and heavy hanging down at the moment; but the reclaimed field is full of rouge rice seedlings that Ou Chen managed to get. It's a reddish brown!

The rouge rice in the growth period shows a carmine red color, which is bright and spectacular. Now the color is darker and less colorful but more mature.

As the breeze blows, the rouge rice all over the field nods slightly, and hits with a unique fragrance, which makes people feel refreshed instantly.

The villagers who had already prepared their sickles stood on the ground, whispering about how much rice could be harvested from so many acres, and how the rouge rice that Ou Chen had been obsessed with all day would grow after being nourished by the water and soil in Huatanao.

"Okay, everyone find their own positions and start cutting the rice! Well, although it's the first time for us to do this job, Xiao Ou has told the guidance experts we found many times, we all I am a veteran of crop work. I have seen pigs running before I have eaten pork, right? That is basically the same as cutting wheat before. Don’t tell me that I didn’t cut wheat with a sickle this year. Everyone has forgotten how to cut it! The work is clean and tidy, and the cut piles are picked back to the field first, and then they are ready to be threshed! Alright, let's do it!"

After thinking about it carefully, the village chief felt that he hadn't forgotten what to tell him, so he waved his hand to signal the copycats who were already ready to move.

Immediately, the rice field was full of heat. Villagers wearing long rain boots, wearing straw hats and holding sickles in their hands, went down to the rice field to grab a handful of rice with their left hand, and cut it off with their right hand.The rice in his hand was stacked neatly in the field, and the stacks were placed very evenly in two steps.

With the joy of a good harvest and the long-lost harvesting method with a sickle, the villagers moved forward super fast while talking and laughing.

Twenty or so people started harvesting from the top of the field, and all that was left behind in this way were neat piles of rice.

In addition to the sound of sickle and rice stalk meeting in the field, there were also people's chatting and laughing, and they were already far away from the shore in a short time.

Naturally, someone here tied the neatly stacked rice together, and then transported it to a horse-drawn cart, a donkey cart, and a truck driven by Su Mu's father by various methods such as carrying it with a pole, carrying it with both hands, or directly hugging it.There are various means of transportation, and the speed is not the same, but no matter whether it is the people who cut the rice or the people who load the trucks or drive them, everyone is discussing the rice with a different fragrance without exception. What is it like to have a meal?

(End of this chapter)