Several households closer to her home were also preparing to have dinner, and they couldn't help but swallow their saliva when they smelled the domineering fragrance.
"Whose house is this? Why does it smell so good!"
"Who else could it be? It must be the family at the end of the village. Her family is the only one that can afford meat."
"How do you say this?"
"Her family's rice harvest from two acres of land is more than that of Dazhuang's family from three acres of land. Shouldn't the extra harvest be exchanged for a few kilograms of meat?"
"We will also use the new fertilizer that Meng Jin's wife came up with next year. Her family's two acres of paddy fields can produce a harvest of three acres. Our family has five acres of paddy fields. Wouldn't it be possible to harvest two more acres?"
There are many villagers young and old who have such thoughts.
As a result, a strange phenomenon has recently appeared in Dawa Village:
Everyone has improved their food and instead of buying meat, they have bought big stick bones, which are both cheap and good for fattening;
The children in the village go to lakes, ponds and rivers to catch small fish more diligently than before. Even if the fish they catch are so small that they can only be stuffed between their teeth, their intestines must be scraped clean and used for fermentation;
Rotten vegetable leaves, peels, and eggshells should not be thrown away casually, just like fertilizer and water should not be left to outsiders - they should also be thrown into your own compost pond;
You can also pick up the rotten leaves and wild fruits on the mountain at home, and the people on the mountain are almost digging three feet into the ground.
In short, never let go of any material that can be retting to ensure that the new fertilizer is fully retting!
But the results are indeed obvious.
The crops in each family's fields have become strong and strong after several top-dressings with new fertilizers.
The heavy ears of sorghum bent the branches; the soybean pods were plump; the dog-tailed millet clumps drooped.
Although radishes grow in the ground, they have thick stems and leaves, so you can tell at a glance that they are growing well.
The villagers of Xiaowa Village were so happy that they felt like they were walking in the wind.
Coupled with the good weather this year, frequent thunderstorms in the summer, the water levels in rivers and lakes have risen, but they have never overflowed the river banks. There is no shortage of water in the fields, and there are no floods. It can be seen that this year's harvest is going to be more and more beautiful!
…
Cui Zhonggui recently fell in love with the daughter of the shopkeeper of the paper shop and wanted Cui to propose marriage.
Mr. Cui wanted to wait until after the autumn harvest.
"During this period, your third brother and I have been very busy. You own the land at home, but you are not at home, and your little sister has gone to Beijing again. Only the third brother and I are doing the work in the fields. Your eldest brother must have I feel angry. I haven’t visited the house since I came back, let alone help the family. Fortunately, the harvest is good this year, and I am happy to be busy. But my mother has no time to take care of your marriage for the time being. Fortunately, the autumn harvest is not far away. Yes, please wait."
"How is the harvest this year?" Cui Zhonggui asked with concern.
"This year we can harvest several stones more than in previous years." Cui Jikang excitedly took Cui Zhonggui to see the fields and said as he walked, "Second brother, come and see, the sorghum and corn are growing very well this year. One stone more than in previous years. It’s a pity that our family started too late. If we had followed my sister-in-law and applied new fertilizers in the first half of the year, the rice would have been several stone more!"
"So many?" Cui Zhonggui was so surprised that he almost slipped down the field ridge.
After coming back to his senses, he asked again: "What do you mean by starting too late? Isn't the good harvest just because of the good weather?"
"Of course this is the reason, but without the retting method that my sister-in-law came up with, and in a good year, there wouldn't be such a good harvest."
Cui Jikang completely changed his view of his sister-in-law because of this incident, and became the only "sister-in-law" in the old Cui family.
However, he was shy. Even if he met Xu Yin on the road, he would not know what to say. He would just call out "sister-in-law" and run away in a hurry with his head lowered.
I'm afraid even Xu Yin didn't expect that such a shy young man would support him so much in front of others.
After Cui Jikang listened to his younger brother's explanation, he was shocked and filled with emotions.
Half a year ago, who would have thought that the eldest sister-in-law, who loves to eat and is lazy to cook, would have such abilities?
Even when I returned to work in Midian, I still felt a little agitated.
When there were fewer customers, I couldn't help but tell the shopkeeper about this year's harvest in Dawa Village.
Before the shopkeeper said anything, the rice-buying customers were surprised: "An acre of land has been increased by at least one stone? Is it true? Which village is it?"
"..."
Okubo Village is famous!
To be precise, it was the retting method that Dawa Village collectively learned that became famous!
People from other villages want to flock here to learn - what kind of composting method can actually increase the yield per acre by more than one stone!
As a result, the magistrate of Qinghe County was alarmed.
Xu Yin hasn't been out recently.
Since Comrade Xiaojin recovered from his leg injury, he has done all the work in the fields by himself.
She was not allowed to touch the heavy work at home, such as chopping firewood, carrying water, watering and fertilizing the vegetable fields in front of and behind the house. When he was busy, she was asked to wait until he came back to do it.
When he had free time, he would compete with her for jobs like sweeping the floor and doing laundry.
Xu Yin: "..."
Sister is too busy!
It seems that apart from cooking, there is nothing left for her to do.
This is also because his cooking is not as delicious as hers, otherwise he might not be able to escape the fate of being robbed.
With nothing to do, she cut a batch of strips and planned to make two deck chairs, one for each of Comrade Xiaojin, so that they could enjoy the coolness in the summer and bask in the sun in the winter.
On this day, the two of them had breakfast. Cui Mengjin went to do the final topdressing of the soybean fields, and then waited for the autumn harvest. Xu Yin gave him a pot of tea made from wild chrysanthemums, and also wrapped a few pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in clean oil paper. , it can cushion your stomach when you are hungry.
After autumn, the wild osmanthus flowers in the mountains are in full bloom.
She picked a lot of osmanthus back, dried it in the sun, and pickled the osmanthus in sugar. She put a little of it in when making snacks, and it was very fragrant.
After sending the man away, she cleaned up the kitchen and sat down to continue knitting the lounge chair.
On the small table next to it, there is a pot of chrysanthemum tea, a plate of dried wild fruit slices and osmanthus cake.
Drink tea when you are thirsty, eat a piece of cake when you are hungry, and take lozenges of dried wild fruits when your mouth is tasteless. It is so comfortable! All it takes is some soothing light music.
At this moment, Li Zheng led the county magistrate in official uniform to the door.
Xu Yin: "..."
I couldn't help but give Li Zheng an accusing look: Can you give me a reminder next time before you come to the door? It's so abrupt every time.
Li Zheng was very excited.
After so many years of being the governor, this was the first time he received a county magistrate. He was so excited that his heart almost flew out of his throat, and he didn't receive Xu Yin's resentful look at all.
Zhou Zhihai has been serving as county magistrate for seven or eight years.
His colleagues who joined the official ranks in the same year were promoted to Beijing officials four or five years ago, and those who were later were recognized and promoted by their superiors one by one in recent years.
Only he has changed places twice, but he is still a small seventh-grade county magistrate. Each of the several counties he has been transferred to is poorer than the last.
He is really eager to do something in his career and rise to great heights!
But what political achievements can be achieved by staying in this small Qinghe County?
A few days ago, I heard from my master that there is a small mountain village called Dawa Village down there. Some villagers have invented a fertilizer that can increase the yield of crops.
It is said that the villagers who invented this fertilizer increased their rice yield by at least one stone per mu this summer.
Although sorghum, corn, and soybeans have not yet been harvested, it seems that increasing production is a certainty!
This made Magistrate Zhou overjoyed. If it were true, this would be a political achievement in front of him!
As long as the news is verified to be true, he will write a memorial and report it to the court, and his promotion and promotion will be just around the corner!
(End of chapter)
