The siblings went out happily.
Finally, one of them came back happily.
"Where's Jojo?"
Ulan asked.
Song Tan chuckled: "It's behind!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a big boy turning around from the path behind him. He had a shiny black round head and a tall and thin body. He was wiping his tears with his sleeves, feeling aggrieved, whimpering, and crying...
"Pfft!" Ulan couldn't hold back, and went to take the basket in his hand with a smile: "What's wrong? Why are you crying? Look at our Qiaoqiao's cat face, it's ugly when we cry!"
Someone was feeling distressed, and Song Qiao cried even louder.
"Mom...wuwuwu mom...my sister wu...my sister doesn't farm well!"
Song Tan refused to take the blame: "Nonsense, I have sown all the seeds, why didn't I plant the land properly? Didn't I leave a handful for you to plant slowly?"
Then he explained to Wu Lan in a low voice: The seeds of milkvetch can be sown directly into the soil, but Qiao Qiao only knows how to grow corn, so he had to sow them one by one.
In the end, Song Tan sprinkled all the seeds, leaving only a space as big as a palm for him, and a handful of thirty or fifty seeds, allowing Qiao Qiao to sow the seeds one by one...
Song Qiao cried so miserably: "But you...but you! If you scatter seeds randomly, no corn will grow in the future! I..."
He rubs his left and right sleeves on his face carelessly, and the more he talks, the more sad he becomes: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.. Mom, my sister is hiccup... Just give me some seeds. I am so serious about planting... There will be too little corn by then. Eat it." Not full, woo woo…”
He stared at Song Tan with tears in his eyes: "In the future...I won't be able to support my sister anymore..."
Ouch, you silly boy!
Song Tan felt so soft-hearted all of a sudden - no wonder Qiao Qiao cried so miserably, probably because he remembered that he said farming to support himself at the beginning!
As a result, the seeds were scattered everywhere. He must have felt that there was not enough corn to eat, so he felt sad and aggrieved.
Sure enough, Ulan also glared at her, and quickly comforted her: "It's okay, Qiaoqiao, mom knows how to farm, and mom will support you!"
Song Qiao stopped crying, hesitated for a long time, and then started twitching again: "Then, then I can also raise a sister."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Tan hugged his shoulders: "Good brother! Good Qiaoqiao! Sister is so touched - come on, stop crying, wipe your face and let's watch Peppa Pig!"
"I can watch two episodes today!"
Eventually, the pink pig ended up in tears.
…
Early March.
On the third day of the second lunar month, there is the Waking of Insects.
Everything begins and Cordyceps revives.
Song Tan has been back for half a month.
In the past half month, Song Sancheng and the villagers have almost tidied up the hillside, and a layer of green has appeared in the fields——
It was the milkvetch that had just sprouted and grown. The soft green emerged from the brown soil, trembling, as if it would break when the wind blew.
The villagers looked at it and marveled: "Nowadays, the seeds are not afraid of freezing! Look at this, the seeds that were only dared to be sown in March in previous years have sprouted in March."
The continuous ten or twenty acres of land are all covered with this kind of fluffy green. The fields are scattered high and low. At a glance, you can't help but feel happy.
Everyone in the village couldn't help but stop and take a second look when they passed by.
This is the saying "the color of grass looks far away but is not there up close".
The old man in the village led the old cow from the side and couldn't help but ask: "Tantan, when the milkvetch grows up, can I take the cow to the field and let it go?"
Milkvetch is nutritious and tender, making it cute for cattle and sheep to eat! When oxen were needed to pull paddy fields, they had to be fed once a year. Later, they stopped farming and the oxen became old.
There is no one growing milkvetch either.
Song Tan quickly agreed: "Okay, Grandpa Li! When the time comes, you can bring the cattle over to the two fields at the bottom and put them in, and you can eat whatever you want!"
Milkvetch grows quickly. If you start eating the green leaves, you can eat them for a month!
Old Man Li thought for a while: "Are you just going to plant these two fields this year? How about I bring cattle to plow the fields for you?"
Oxen plowing is definitely not as good as a cultivator, and only five or six acres of land can be plowed in one day. However, Song Tan's place only has more than three acres and less than four acres!
Otherwise, Old Man Li would be reluctant to part with it: "But my cow is old and I have to plow slowly. You can't rush me."
"I'll plow it for you in two days, okay?"
Song Tan laughed: "Okay! That's great! Grandpa Li, I won't ask for money anymore. When the time comes, I will give you fifty kilograms of rice!"
The old man doesn't eat much. Fifty pounds is enough for a baby for half a year.
Old Man Li was extremely happy!
Nowadays, when young people come back, they always have money at their fingertips. This doesn’t mean that you can’t pay people for work, but helping neighbors sometimes seems very awkward.
It's not that young people don't want to help the villagers more, but they don't know how.
This group of old people, who are used to talking about village customs, always feels uncomfortable.
It's still as good as Tantan.
Besides, I grew my own rice! How fragrant that is!
Do the math, he hasn’t had anything to eat in ten or twenty years...
I didn’t expect that I would be able to eat it again after I came.
The old cow also seemed to notice his joy, and also gave a long "moo". Old Man Li also patted its head: "Let's go home! There will be delicious food in a while!"
…
Song Tan was also thinking:
Milkvetch, green leaves and purple flowers, old cow...
What a beautiful material!
Song Tan had already thought about it, but now that there are more cows, it will look more lifelike.
As for whether I can bring the goods after it becomes popular - of course I can!
Why is she doing this if she can't bring the goods?
She can guarantee that after eating once, no one will be able to resist becoming a repeat customer.
I have been farming at Yinyuefeng in the back mountain for hundreds of years, killing insects and weeds to improve the taste. I have learned how to do that!
I don’t believe there can be no market for vegetables grown in Reiki!
Moreover, many of the vegetables she plans to grow are storable, and black fungus and white fungus are suitable for online sales.
Nowadays, logistics has developed to the point that in most cities, as long as you are willing to spend money, you can get delivery the next day, which is enough to meet the needs of online shopping.
Those that are not shelf-stable can be digested locally once they become famous.
She farms, firstly to satisfy her appetite, and secondly to make money.
As for how much she can earn, as long as she can repay her capital, she has no requirements.
With this calculation in mind, there is still a lot to prepare for next.
In the past few days, she has to quickly prepare the shooting tools and pick up her editing skills. Whether she can be prosperous by then depends on this!
After thinking about it, Song Tan stood at the edge of the field, moving his fingers slightly, and quietly activating the strands of spiritual energy...
The white mist that is invisible to the naked eye slowly blends into the fields, and the green of the milkvetch seems to have reached a new level.
As the breeze blows, the hazy green becomes more intense at this moment.
The roots of milkvetch rapidly extract nutrients from the ground, and the pale yellow rhizobia attached to the roots feed back to the field.
Such is the life of nature.
The cycle begins over and over again, the rhythm circulates.
