Love delays my farming

The little fairy boy with thin skin and tender flesh staged a metamorphosis on the island. In less than half a month, he was already a farmer.

He was wearing a straw hat, with a wooden face, skillfully bagging mushrooms.

The fertilizer has been fermented, mixed with rice bran, wheat husk and sawdust, sprinkled with mycelium and wrapped in plastic film. As long as the water is sprayed every day, fresh small mushrooms will emerge.It's just that when doing all this, you can't do it in the shade under the sun, but you need to operate it in a humid and hot mushroom shed.Otherwise, the heat and exposure to the sun will cause the mycelium to wilt and curl up or even die, and no matter how beautiful the package is, there will be no mushrooms.

Wang Xishan brought a pot of tomatoes, cucumbers, and strawberries soaked in spring water into the mushroom shed. Every time he went in, he wanted to fry his hair. It was really uncomfortable inside, not only stuffy, but also smelly.The smell is sticky and strong, and after staying for a while, the whole body can be covered with that smell.

"Dongdong," Wang Xishan also knew how to slap a sweet date, and the relationship between the two has eased a lot in the past few days, "Let's have something to eat."

Dong Wanggong turned his head to look at her, the corners of his mouth curled down, and the circles of his eyes slowly turned red.

"Cry after you finish your work," Wang Xishan said softly, "Otherwise I'll beat you up! Come, eat a strawberry."

Dong Wanggong held the strawberry aggrieved, and muttered, "How long do I have to do it? It stinks here."

Wang Xishan picked up another strawberry and stuffed it into his mouth this time.She said: "I talked to Yang Yang, and the mushroom shed will be contracted to you in the future, and the profit will be fifty to five cents. In the future, you will also be a man who can make money by yourself. Are you happy?"

Prince Dong sniffled, indicating that he still wanted to eat strawberries, but this time it was a small tomato that was stuffed into his mouth.He chewed tomatoes and said, "I don't contract, and I'm not short of money."

"No, you are missing." Wang Xishan ate strawberries slowly, and told him a cruel thing, "I asked someone to clean up your old nest, and those things have been moved to the island to make a nest for Lord Jiu. Otherwise, do you think you can stay here? You have already been kicked away by Master Jiu. Do you really think you have the privilege? You are not Jumang."

Jumang is the god of spring, and the god level is below the East Prince.But I can't stand that he is the film king, and he is very popular with Grandma Chu!Grandma Chu's word-by-word teacher can at most let people experience the fun of farm work, but it is absolutely impossible for her teacher to become like this!

That's how it is treated differently!

And now Dong Fusang is still a playful scumbag in Grandma Chu's eyes, what's the use of being good-looking?He actually lied to Xiaoxi's feelings, it would be good if he didn't get kicked out!Contracting the mushroom shed to him is all for the sake of his granddaughter-in-law, otherwise it would be great to let Yang Yang do it, and save five or five cents with others.

Chu Yao:? ? ?

Island Master Chu couldn't understand his dear grandma's brain circuit at all, maybe because he was a man, and occasionally he would sympathize with the East Prince who was violently beaten by Sister Xi.A good little fairy mixed up like this, let the group of little fairies in Tiangong know, I'm afraid they will laugh out loud.

"Maybe this is the resonance among scumbags?" Long Jiu carefully peeled the little tomatoes, and put them in his mouth to taste carefully after peeling.

Chu Yao felt that this big guy has become more picky since he shed his skin. For example, if you eat cherry tomatoes, you need to peel them, if you eat strawberries, you need to remove the seeds, and if you eat peaches, you need to eat soft and sweet skins. Spoon to eat.

Grandma Chu said that it was all because poor Xiaojiu couldn't see it, so she would reject something that tasted bad, so she asked Chu Yao, "It's just peeling the peaches, you're being hypocritical."

Chu Yao: ...

He didn't know who was hypocritical, he even suspected that Long Jiu was grandma's grandson.

"What a scumbag," Chu Yao quit after peeling two tomatoes, "I did it for the sake of the whole mountains and seas, so I can be regarded as a hero anyway, why did you eat a scumbag in your mouth?"

With a sneer, Long Jiu threw the half-peeled little tomato into Chu Yao's arms, and said, "The hero in others' eyes is a scumbag who abandons his lover regardless, and there is no conflict."

Chu Yao stood up abruptly, holding the tomato and said angrily, "Long Jiu, do you want to be beaten?"

"Yangyang, what are you doing?" Grandma Chu passed by the door carrying a small basin of washed strawberries that were not so cold, and rushed in immediately after hearing this angry shout.

"Grandma..." Long Jiu looked aggrieved and hesitated to speak.

"Are you bullying people again? Chu Yangyang, let me tell you, don't bully people all day long just because you are tall and powerful. Xiao Jiu is willing to follow you and is not satisfied? Do you want to rebel?" Grandma Chu drew a card from the side Wet wipes, wiped Long Jiu's fingers with his own hands, led him and said, "Let's go, let's eat strawberries under the grape arbor, and grandma will pick the seeds for you."

Chu Yao fell on his back in anger, and quickly dragged him back and said, "Oh, we are in love, grandma, you don't understand. I took him up the mountain, and the apricots are getting ripe recently."

He had replanted many fruit trees before, all of which were introduced by Professor He.Dozens of apricots and plums are planted beside the peach orchard. The apricots ripen early and have gradually begun to turn yellow, attracting a group of birds to chirp and chirp.

But you can only call around, the orchard is now the territory of peacocks, and the phoenix is ​​attached to the peacocks. The king of birds never said to eat fresh ones. Shut up.

Chu Yao picked some of the yellowest ones and washed them by the stream.The biggest one was half the size of a palm, and the side facing the sun was already red, and a sweet fruity fragrance wafted out through the thin skin.

He carefully tore off the skin of this apricot, and let Long Jiu eat it with his own hands, for fear that this little coquettish person would lose his temper and say something about scumbags and not scumbags.He also ate one himself. The apricots were really sweet and slightly sour, even if they were eaten with the skin on, they were not astringent at all.

These dozens of apricot trees are three-year-old trees. Although they are not big, they have grown a lot of fruit. In fact, some can be picked today, and it is estimated that they will reach the full fruit period in a few days.

He fed the remaining few apricots to the peacocks. It is not easy for people to help look after the fruit trees.

The peacock carrying the soul of the phoenix called the two female peacocks to share the apricots. They also picked their beaks, leaving the apricot skin on the ground. As soon as they walked away, the greedy birds jumped down and grabbed the apricots frantically skin to eat.

After feeding Long Jiu to eat apricots, Chu Yao washed his hands and began to pick apricots.This is the rhubarb apricot variety, but it is bigger than the ones on the market, brighter in color, and quite sweet.Picking only the ripe ones, he picked half of the basket, looked at the fruiting conditions of the other fruit trees and the beehives, and then led Long Jiu down the mountain.

There are already more than a dozen beehives on the mountain, and Chu Yao doesn’t need to worry about collecting honey every time. Hu Qing can accurately judge which beehive can start to collect honey, or which beehive has good quality bees and can reproduce another box.

There are many fruit trees on the mountain, and the flowers in the flower garden are blooming one after another. These ten or so boxes of bees are not enough.Although Hu Qing wanted to express that he could contract bees, Long Jiu flatly refused.With just such a few bees and such a little honey, it is not bad to give him a jar every time he collects honey. Do you still want to give him a five-fifth cent?Is it true that honey is worthless?

This honey is of course valuable. Ten or so boxes of bees can already produce a lot of honey and hives. The owner of the village offered 200 jars of honey this year.The two old people were almost reluctant to eat because they knew the price.

When the honey arrives at Boss Zhuang's restaurant, the price doubles directly, and the small bottle for making pudding only contains one or two bottles, and the asking price is one hundred, whether you want it or not.The natural propolis chewing gum has also been cut into small pieces, which can only be given away if you spend [-] yuan per person here, and two yuan per person is no more, no less.It seems useless to make money with this, but it directly increased the sales volume of the restaurant's dishes. No one would scold him as a profiteer and pay for it bitterly.

But Boss Zhuang didn't really turn into a profiteer. He even took out a lot of these honey as gifts, and everyone said that it was honey produced on Shanhai Island, and the quality was particularly good.Now he is also helping to help the poor, and I ask all the big guys to help out.

After all, in two months, those fruits would ripen in large quantities, and his restaurant alone would definitely not be able to eat them, and it would not be worthwhile to sell them at the market price, so he just wanted to find a high-priced outlet.

Can a fruit that produces such good honey be wrong?

The group of people knew about Boss Zhuang's benevolent deeds, and the grievance of being forced to pay for it was somewhat calmed down.Who knew that within a few days, golden apricots would be served in Boss Zhuang's restaurant.

Half of the palm-sized apricots were golden and the other half were bright red. Each apricot weighed half a catty. They were placed on the shelf at the front desk, exuding a sweet and attractive fragrance.

There are sixteen ones, and the purchase limit is five. If you like to eat, you will not have this shop after passing this village.

"Fatty, sixteen ones? There is still a purchase limit? Why don't you grab it??" The old gourmets were outraged.

Boss Zhuang hid in his office, enjoying the sweet apricots on the plate.These apricots are not too big, and some of them have been eaten by insects.Chu Yao didn't intend to sell it to him at all at first, and wanted to keep his own food, but he begged for a basket, free of charge.However, the price of intact apricots is much higher than the market price, almost doubled.

Insects and birds always know which apricot is the sweetest than people. Boss Zhuang didn't care about it at all. He broke open an apricot and picked out the fleshy bugs inside, and then stuffed half of them into his mouth.

Li Chenghao sat opposite him, his hands were dripping with juice.Since his uncle used to help the poor and raise quails, he was not allowed to go to eat and drink.Professor He said that it is not easy for farmers, and if they want to eat, they can only buy it themselves.But he was not very well informed, and those freshly ripened fruits were cut up by this fat man again.

Fortunately, Fatty has a conscience and specially called him to come over to eat, otherwise it would be worth a fight.

But this apricot is really sweet, comparable to the small white apricot in Xinjiang, and it is also really fragrant. When I came here just now, I could already smell the strong fruity fragrance before I entered the door.

Why are the things on the island so delicious?I heard that many years have been wasted like this, and I feel distressed when I think about it!