She couldn't help but stretch out her fingers, stick a little bit of the black stuff attached to the back of the rice leaves, and look at it carefully before her eyes. Then, her face changed drastically!
…
"What?" Old Yangtou was so shocked that the dry tobacco pole in his hand fell to the ground, and the decibel level suddenly increased.
"Qing'er, what are you talking about? There are locusts growing behind the rice leaves? Qing'er, are you sure? Do you recognize the locusts?" Old Yang asked in a low voice.
Yang Ruoqing nodded firmly: "I'm sure and sure, it's definitely a locust, but it hasn't grown up yet, it's a young egg."
Old Yangtou's expression changed in shock.
Yang Ruoqing continued: "I thought it was a special case at first, but then I went to look for it in other places, and I found that there were all kinds of rice in that area!"
Lao Yangtou sat on the stool, so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time.
On the side, Yang Huazhou said worriedly: "Oh my god, I was in the county a few days ago and I heard someone say that the Helanzhou area in the north is not only suffering from drought, but also causing disasters!"
"In many places, there is no harvest, and all the crops have been eaten up. Many people can't afford to eat, so they peel off the bark of trees. The trees on a mountain have been stripped bare, and some people dig up Guanyin soil to eat."
"I was lucky. I thought our land was really good. There was no drought and no insects."
"I didn't expect that I still didn't escape. If these were really locusts, it would be really doomed. Don't count on this season's crops," he said.
Yang Ruoqing remained silent and sat there with a frown on her face, her face solemn.
Old Yangtou was even more like this. He sighed one after another, and even Mr. Tan's face was equally solemn.
Ju'er, who was sitting aside and listening, was a little confused by everyone's reaction.
"Sister Qing'er, what kind of insect are locusts? From what you said, they seem to be more terrifying than tigers. Are they really that scary?" Ju'er asked.
Yang Ruoqing looked at Ju'er with a wry smile on her lips.
"A single locust is not scary at all. To put it bluntly, it is a kind of insect that eats crops." Yang Ruoqing said.
"But that thing reproduces extremely fast. Can you imagine tens of thousands of locusts crossing the border, and the sky is filled with darkness, covering up the sun?" she asked again.
When locusts pass through the country, not a single blade of grass grows, and not a single blade of crops remains.
After hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Ju'er seemed to be really imagining that scene, and then her eyes showed panic.
"Oh my God, it's like a bee. It's scary to think about it," she said.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Me too, I get chills all over when I see the densely packed things, especially since that thing specializes in eating rice. After eating, there is no residue left, so we can only starve."
Ju'er bit her lip nervously.
Then, she turned around and said to Old Yangtou: "Master, please think of something quickly, don't let those damn bugs eat our crops!"
Old Yang raised his eyelids and glanced at Ju'er: "If I were a god, I might be able to think of a way."
"Ah?" Ju'er was dumbfounded. Doesn't this mean that there is nothing we can do?
She turned her inquiring eyes to Yang Huazhou and Yang Ruoqing. Yang Huazhou sat there with a sad face, and seemed to be unable to think of anything else besides sighing.
Yang Ruoqing smiled bitterly and said to Ju'er: "It's not going to be a good year this year. Helanzhou has been suffering from drought since the beginning of the year and it hasn't rained. Then locusts started to appear again. Our area was also affected. This is a natural disaster, just like It’s like the flood that year, and we can’t stop it with human power.”
If there is a drought or flood, people can still find ways to tide over the difficulties.
But this locust?
It's better to save money. Even in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, if you encountered locusts, you would have to consider yourself unlucky.
"Qing'er, you always have the most tricks up your sleeve, do you think you can think of some way to deal with it? We can't just sit back and wait for death, right?" Old Yang also made a sound, and his questioning eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing said: "If I could think of a practical way, I would have said it long ago. You must know that my father has planted dozens of acres of rice. When the locust plague comes, no one will suffer as much loss as my father."
This was true. Old Yangtou and Yang Huazhou were both silent.
The air in the room became depressed.
After a while, Yang Ruoqing suddenly spoke, "But I'm right, we can't just sit back and wait for death."
"Even if the algorithm is not practical, we still have to do something, um..."
"In many restaurants and places, locusts are also called grasshoppers, and fried grasshoppers are a famous side dish."
"Ah?" Ju'er covered her mouth, fear in her eyes.
"Those are bugs. Can bugs be eaten?" Ju'er asked.
Yang Ruoqing nodded, "The grasshopper meat is delicious. The outer shell is crispy after being fried, but the meat inside is smooth and tender. How can I say it, it tastes a bit like fried prawns, and it is also very nutritious."
Rich in protein and amino acids, this was discovered through later research.
Of course, even if you tell them this, they won't be able to fully understand it. You just need to simply tell them that this thing is edible, it won't kill anyone, and it tastes pretty good.
Sure enough, after hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Ju'er's thoughts came alive.
"Then let's catch locusts and eat them when the time comes. Since they dare to eat our crops, let's eat them too. Let's see who is more powerful!" Ju'er said.
Yang Huazhou smiled bitterly, "The crops eaten by a single locust are definitely not comparable to the number of locusts eaten by a single person. However, there were thousands of locusts crossing the border, and the sky turned dark, followed by a black sandstorm. Like a storm.”
"There are so many locusts eating the crops. Before you can catch them to eat, they have already eaten all the crops and then gone to eat elsewhere."
"Ah? Is that so?" Ju'er was shocked.
Yang Ruoqing also nodded, "Yes, Uncle Wu is not exaggerating, so eating locusts is just a drop in the bucket and useless at all."
At this time, Old Yangtou pulled out the tobacco stick from his mouth and said: "Let the wise guy go to the county town to replace his third uncle. We are going to call the whole village together to discuss the locust issue. This is a big deal!"
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Yang Yongzhi ate a bowl of egg fried rice made by Zhao Liuer as quickly as possible and rushed to the county seat to replace Yang Huazhong.
The news that locusts appeared in the crop fields swept through the entire Changping Village in the shortest possible time like a hurricane.
Everyone came to their respective fields to check, and found that the rice in every household was not spared, but it was just a little shallow.
"It doesn't matter whether it's light or shallow. When the locusts come out, they'll eat them all for you!" By the field edge, everyone was standing there. No one could smile anymore, as if they were mourning for their heirs!
Then, all kinds of rumors about locusts came in overwhelmingly.
Everyone spread the word about it, making this already powerful thing even more terrifying, as if the devil was about to come and take away not only the crops, but also the heads.
