The phone made a beeping sound in his pocket, but Song Tan was busy driving a group of chickens and ducks to the fields and didn't pay attention at all.
The bees were covered in fluffy pollen, and the field was buzzing, making it extremely noisy.
The chubby bumblebee tried its best to flap its wings, but could only barely maintain its low-altitude flight with half a drop, and then landed heavily on a purple vetch.
It's been a long time, but I still haven't put my head into the flower. It's almost leaning to the side with the delicate stem dangling. For a moment, the wings trembled in panic, making him look particularly clumsy and pitiful.
Song Tan couldn't help laughing, then pulled up the fence and drove the chickens and ducks into the nearby field that had been emptied of pollen.
It was early April, and without her interference, everything from little grasshoppers to green worms came out. They were all attracted by the spiritual energy, and all of them had fresh and tender flesh.
So much so that the chirping chickens and ducks almost ran wildly, spread their little wings, and then plunged into the fields!
For them, where is this field? It’s clearly a granary!
Not only can you eat the grass leaves that are rich in spiritual energy, but you can also eat the fresh and tender insects that have devoured the grass leaves. From a distance, you can still hear Dabai's high-pitched squeaking sound on the other side, which is clearly happy again. rushed into the pond.
The water flowers he bought were pitifully small. In order to ensure their rapid growth, Song Tan sent a lot of spiritual energy into them, which nourished the water plants next to them and made them particularly prosperous.
It's a pity that there were originally a lot of herring and grass carp in the pond, but now they were flapping underneath, eating up all the surrounding aquatic plants.
Dabai swayed leisurely in the water, picking up two duckweeds from time to time and eating them all, which made this leisurely and pastoral feeling more and more comfortable.
But apparently only animals are happy.
For example, Song Tan had just gone to work in the mountains before taking over this job.
Even Qiao Qiao was not idle, and took Zhang Yanping up the mountain with his honey bucket and tools.
That's right, Brother Yanping, who wholeheartedly resisted the labor reform, successfully got rid of the hard work of going to the mountains and fields through active performance (winning five-year-old chickpea seedlings at a price of 80 yuan). Now he only needs Just work with Qiao Qiao.
This made him overjoyed and burst into tears of gratitude. He felt the wind blowing under his feet while holding the heavy bucket.
The cultivator made a rumbling sound, and from far to near, the uncle sitting on the machine asked her with a smile:
"Song Tan, here are the few fields left. I'll plow them roughly for you today, and then I'll plow them one by one tomorrow. Do you think that's okay?"
That's right, starting tomorrow, they won't be selling milkvetch anymore.
It is true that there is no more food available in the fields.
First, the milkvetch is old and it is difficult to make it fresh and edible.
Secondly, the customer who traveled thousands of miles to buy goods at a time also emptied the fields.
Seeing that the Qingming Festival is a good time to plant the land, if we don’t plow the land yet, when will we wait?
"Okay, uncle. Just look at the arrangements. I've finished it here, but there are still a few fields under the back mountain that I need your help to clean up."
"OK!"
They are all from rural areas, and everyone is very careful about the weather. He does not dare to work hard on this matter, and his reputation will be damaged by accident.
After all, planting melons and beans before and after the Qingming Festival is a big deal.
Moreover, he had made a lot of money this quarter by plowing land for Song Tan. Now he felt very happy and plowed more deeply.
Song Tan surrounded the chickens and ducks, and ignored the bumblebees and bees who were still struggling on the side. Instead, he directly carried the basket and walked to the two green fields at the outermost edge.
Old Man Li was quite embarrassed: "Tantan, you said you plowed the fields, didn't you tell me earlier that I would ask oxen to plow the fields!"
"Why do you still pay for someone else's machine? It's so expensive!"
He thought of the rice, flour, grains and oils that Song Tan sent over, and became even more embarrassed.
Song Tan laughed:
"Grandpa, this cow is too old, how can we bear to ask it to do heavy work?"
Old Man Li laughed: "Take your time, it won't get tired if you don't rush to work. Besides, look at it, it's all shiny and smooth now. It hasn't been so energetic in so many years."
That is.
Song Tan thought to himself, every time this cow eats coarse grains at home, it will rush to the field to eat milkvetch. After selling the vetch for a few months, it ate for a few months... Can this old cow be well cared for?
If the milkvetch could only be used as an ingredient and not as the main ingredient, she would think that the cow would sleep in the field.
She thought about it, then reached out and touched the cow's ears. The cow snorted, looked over with big wet eyes, and leaned his head to the side.
Song Tan laughed: "But, Grandpa Li, you don't have time to spare. Polish the rake in the next two days. After his machine plows it, we will plant rice in these two fields. When the time comes, we will plant rice. If the water comes in, you have to bring the old ox to plow."
Old Man Li was not afraid of asking him to work, but he was afraid that there would be no work to do. When he heard this, his spirits were lifted:
"That's right! No matter how good his machine is, in our small field, can it still compare to my old cow?"
"Don't worry, we've been growing rice all our lives, and I'm sure we'll take care of it for you!"
Looking at Song Tan taking out the sickle from the basket, he asked again: "Are you planning to cut more and feed it to the pigs?"
"Yes," Song Tan laughed: "If you feed it to pigs, you have to chop it into pieces and feed it to chickens and ducks. Otherwise, the fields here will be plowed this afternoon and it will be a waste to bury it in the soil."
If there weren't enough spiritual energy and aquatic plants in the pond, I would have to chop it up again and feed it to the grass carp!
Old Man Li took a look: That's just a handful of milk vetch, what kind of sickle do you use? You can make a lot of money with just your bare hands.
After a while, he quickly stepped onto the field ridge: "Then I'll go back and get a pair of carrying poles. I want to prepare more for my cows and dry them to make fodder."
What's the point? The milkvetch all over the ground is too old to be eaten by humans. Is there still a need for cows to eat?
As soon as Old Man Li left, Song Tan looked at the brilliant purple and green intertwining all over the ground, and the silent and honest old cow next to him. He sighed deeply when he thought of his ambitious live broadcast plan.
I originally wanted to pick up the late-stage technology that had been missing for a hundred years and build myself into an up-and-comer with millions of fans!
I didn’t expect that people wouldn’t like to read this stuff if they can’t keep up with big data calculations!
But it’s been so long since I bought the computer, so I can’t just leave it there. Online sales will start sooner or later... Let’s just take some pictures for now.
When she went out without a stand, Song Tan casually placed her phone on a patch of purple vetch and propped it up against a field edge. Only then did she see the message from her savior. After reading it, she slid over.
There’s nothing to look forward to, right?
After all, there's probably no one in the world who doesn't like her tea!
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Sure enough, once I caught fish, I dragged it into the night...
Milkvetch cannot be consumed in large quantities as a main ingredient.
It's the third update tonight, but it won't be until twelve o'clock. Don't wait, I'll watch it tomorrow morning.
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