Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

With Ling Wang’s secret assistance, Wang Yunqi had no chance but to sneak a whole day after she appeared alone in front of Ling Jinghan in the morning. When going out, Ling Wang or Wang Jinyu will stop her at the right time, and while eating, although it will avoid the inevitable encounter, but the family is there, Ling Jinghan brothers deliberately avoided, she did not have the opportunity to talk to them. When you catch up, the beautiful little face is hard to cover up, but it is helpless.

On the other side of Lao Ling’s home, as Ling Jingxuan expected, the father would take Lingjiang’s mother and daughter back and shut it up. After a family’s violent night, they finally realized that they had been deceived by Ling Jingxuan. When people went to inform the government, they were relieved, and they faced new problems. Lingjiang was really infected with the plague. If so, they might not be able to escape. On the contrary, how could she be covered with blisters? Someone in the family has been screaming to burn them, and the old man is so anxious that he is full of blisters, but there is no way.

However, those things have nothing to do with Ling Jingxuan, because they only paid the jam, and it was not so urgent. In the afternoon, Ling Jingxuan did not wait to make jam at home, but took the wolf family and went to the last piece of Li Zilin. The family and Zhao Hanfufu are divided into two groups. One person is responsible for picking the plums, and the other person is cutting the branches. Thanks to the moon spring water, even if it is just a chopstick-sized branch, he can take it back and plant it in the yard. Indirectly save them time to dig out seedlings.

"Jing Xuan, is this also used to make jam?"

Different from picking wild grapes, the crowd must be scattered and scattered. Picking a plum is to climb a tree and use a branch to knock down the fruit. One person is on the ground and the two can get together faster, so they are a group. Ten people have basically gathered together, and the wolverine who acts as a bodyguard has slept with two scorpions.

"Well, most of them do jam, and I want to divide it out to make fruit vinegar. Let’s take it to Zhang’s shopkeeper. Maybe it’s an entry?”

Everyone is not picking the fruit, but cutting the branches. Only Ling Jingxuan, a person walks there and looks at it. From time to time, the cat looks over in the grass and looks for it. He has already installed most of the herbs in the back.

"Oh... or Jing Xuan’s brain turns faster, like you, we are just like the coffin."

Wen Yan, Han Fei can not help but laugh, other people also echoed with a chuckle, Ling Jingxuan shook his head, did not continue to talk, the mountain of herbs is like his private medicine garden, every time he goes up the mountain he will pick some back, in order to It is convenient to store and enhance the effect of the medicine. After taking it back, he will first wash it with clean water, and then mix the crescent spring water to make a variety of pills. Of course, many of them are poisons.

"Right, you don't want to take care of the field, why are you going up the mountain with Zheng Da?"

After picking up all kinds of herbal medicines, Ling Jingxuan stood up and stretched, and the corner of his eye swept to Ling Chenglong, who was working with Zheng Da to match the fruit. Ling Jingxuan also remembered the initial doubts, 80 acres of paddy fields, enough for him to work. As far as he knows, it should be the best season for late rice, and it will almost be able to eat its own rice before the winter of November.

"There is no need to take care of it. The fields that have just harvested rice should be raised well. It will be a good harvest in the coming year."

When it comes to his own field, Ling Chenglong’s face is full of smirk, a full 80 acres. For the family, is it even more rare than the field? Now they are also a good family with a small production.

"Do you not plant late rice?"

Ling Jingxuan raised his eyebrows. Shouldn't rice have two seasons or even three seasons? Is it too wasteful to be released every year?

"Orange rice?"

Ling Chenglong is also puzzled. After living for more than 30 years, he has not heard that rice is still in the morning and evening. Isn’t it the same in March and April of the next year, and the harvest in June and July?

"amount"

The brain is black, Ling Jingxuan faintly realized what, the other side suddenly interrupted on Tuesday: "The south is indeed a season of rice, but the top dressing in the late stage must keep up. After the late rice harvest, the field will be buried with a lot of straw ash. When the spring of the year comes, the straw ash will become a good fertilizer, supplement the nutrition of the field, and enhance the fertility. It has always been done before, but I heard that other areas only plant a season of rice. It seems to be the relationship between climate and soil."

It was a southerner on Tuesday. The way of planting in the south is still very clear. From the south to the place, he has heard many things about agricultural cultivation in other areas along the way, and I know how much it is.

"Really?!"

Ling Chenglong decisively forgot to pick the fruit, and his expression almost rushed to the front of Tuesday. If it could really plant two seasons of rice, then their 80-mu field could not be planted immediately?

"Well, but the lord, the southern climate is warm, the late rice harvest just right at the end of October, I am afraid it is a bit difficult here?" Nonsense, if not difficult, then get them?

Ling Chenglong, who had just been excited for a while, had a slap in the face, and he was decisive, and he was too anxious. If he could really plant two seasons, I am afraid that people would have been planted for a long time. Even if the management in the later period is hard, I believe that I can't live up to the expectations of the peasants. I want to know that there are so many people in the area around Qingyang County that no one will be willing to let go of the huge temptation of two seasons of rice. .

"In fact, it is not impossible to plant it. Hey, if you want to think about it, why not try it, maybe you can really plant it?"

Can not bear to see his disappointment, Ling Jingxuan smiled, as far as he knows, in the 21st century, do not say two seasons, three seasons are possible, as long as the seedling management, timely fertilizer, to supplement the nutrients needed for rice growth, not dare to luxury three seasons Rice, it is entirely possible to plant two seasons a year.

"If you fail, you can do a lot of seedlings in the 80-mu field. Or forget it. If you come to the next spring, you can plant it again." Dare to hold on to the extravagant hopes, Ling Chenglong said and bent down again. Looked at him with some embarrassing figure, Ling Jingxuan helplessly spit out a sigh of gas: "Hey, you will take Zheng Da and Zhou Laojiao to try it, you don't have to worry about the seedlings, just give it to me, you only need to be responsible Just sort out the land."

If you use the Crescent Spring Water to make rice seeds and cultivate seedlings, the survival rate and the growth of the later stage should be relatively higher. "Don't make a sigh of respect, you can raise seedlings, don't waste rice, and then say, it's too late to start feeding the fields."

Before Ling Jingxuan was not driven out of the house, but the heart of the old man, all in addition to reading is reading, who is willing to let him a scholar to work in the field? The few years that he was driven out of the house was awkward. It was because Ling Chenglong didn’t think about it and vetoed his proposal. The other people’s ideas are estimated to be similar. They can’t be seen without any words. No one is optimistic about his seedlings. Not optimistic about late rice planting.

"Don't try it, don't you know, if you really plant it out? As for the problem of topdressing, it's even simpler. Hey, quietly this wild leaf of the mountain, some trees are at least one foot thick, not the best. The humus soil? Put them into the field and mix them up. It is estimated that even the later topdressing is not needed."

Ignore his refusal and the obvious disappointment of the people. Ling Jingxuan, who had just suggested it casually, is more determined. The rot leaves are the best organic fertilizer. The flowers are very good, so I don’t want to mix rice in the fields. Where will it go? It’s not working. After the transplant, he will quietly put some crescent spring water in the field. In any case, he will let him see the big harvest of the late rice.

"Can rot can also be used as a fertilizer? I have never heard of it?"

Ling Chenglong finally came to the interest and stood up and looked at him strangely. He always knew that this son knew a lot of very strange things, such as raising medicine fish, making wine, making jam, etc. See him all said this. When he was up, he couldn't help but look forward to it again. If there were two seasons of rice, the villagers would not have to go hungry and be poor.

"Well, but it must be the leafy soil that is completely rotten in the lower layer. There is no such thing as the Lingjia Village. This kind of thing can be said to be how much. Only the rot leaves collected on the Dagong Mountain are estimated to be enough for the 80-mu land. Hey, everything is tried out. If it doesn't work, we can't make a big loss of rice money, it's a waste of labor, but you think about it, if it's done? Eighty acres of rice planted in a good paddy field. I’m afraid it’s enough to eat for a few years?”

Listening to him, it’s not just Ling Chenglong, even other people can’t help but stop the work on the hand. According to the calculation of about eight stones per mu, 80 acres is 640 stones. If the management is good, say Unexpectedly, it can reach nine stones per mu, and because it is late rice, there is no need to pay any taxes. Hundreds of stone foods are all their own. This temptation is undoubtedly quite huge.

"Cheng Cheng, I will take Zheng Dahe and Lao Zhou to the Dagong Mountain on the mountain to collect the rot leaves in the afternoon, but Jing Xuan, will you really raise seedlings?"

In the face of huge temptations, Ling Chenglong was decisive, and the only thing that was not at ease was the problem of the seedlings. No matter what he thought, he did not think that Jingxuan could cultivate the seedlings.

"Oh... you can rest assured, I promise you will definitely have seedlings when you arrive."

Wen Yan, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but laugh. Did he do something unsure when he was? As soon as the rice is bought back in the afternoon, he can start seedlings immediately. He thinks about it at the place. It is in the No. 2 warehouse. The place is large, the temperature and humidity are well controlled, and the germination rate of the seeds will be relatively increased. In less than a few days, the seedlings will be full.

"Then you are waiting for your seedlings."

Still a little uneasy, Ling Chenglong's tone is difficult to hide uncertainty, Ling Jingxuan smiled and nodded, ending this topic with silence, or that sentence, he said now that no more use, wait for them to see the seedlings, a word explanation It's all superfluous.

"Jing Xuan, you said that we want to buy a few acres of paddy fields to follow?"

Everyone was busy again. Han Fei asked in a whisper in the past. In fact, he always wanted to buy a field. But because Ling Jingxuan said that he would buy a large amount of salt in the next month, he would not dare to move. Just listen to them. One said that he was like a cat in his heart, and he wanted to eat rice from his own family.

"Oh, but don't buy too far. It's not easy to manage at that time. If you don't want to go to the town to ask Liu Baoren to ask, see if there is a suitable paddy field there. Determine how many acres you will tell me, I help. You are ready to seedlings."

In this kind of place, only the field will add value. Ling Jingxuan naturally has no objection.

"Cheng, then we have lunch, your car's carriage borrowed me to use it, rice seeds I bought it for you, it will save you to run alone."

"Well, anyway, children don't need to use a carriage at home now, you can use it."

Both of them are arrogant people. In a few words, they reached a consensus and determined that they should plant late rice. All people have more or less excitement and expectation on their faces. No matter what they are not, at least this moment they are happy and live. Isn’t that the case?