After dressing as a widow

Old man Fang didn't delve into this sentence immediately, but?He patted Guo Fu's head: "Your head is not broken, is it? What are you dreaming of?"

No one knows the truth about the grain that our ancestors have planted for generations. When the weather is good and the weather is good, more than 100 catties of grain per mu of land may be [-], [-], [-] or [-] catties.

Old man Fang remembered that there were a few years when there was either drought or too much rain, and his second and fourth younger brothers starved to death.

Guo Fu's face was determined, "It's true, I can't use this to tease you, my brother's family has been using this method for two years, harvesting 49 sacks of grain on more than ten acres of land, and the days are short. Feel better."

Old man Fang looked at him: "You... You're serious... Didn't you come to make me happy?"

"Really, it's better than silver. My nephew said that anyone who wants to learn the method will go to my house. He will teach it on the spot and go back after teaching."

Even if old man Fang's rationality tells him that this is impossible and it is false, he still holds a little hope. If it is true, if there is such a method, will his family not have to worry about it? .

He immediately stood up and pulled Guo Fu out: "Go to your house now and ask your nephew for clarification!"

Guo Fu straightened his back: "Why are you so anxious, old man? I'll go and talk to other people in Old Man Zhang and Old Man Li's village. As for whether they go or not, it's up to them."

Old man Fang couldn't wait any longer, and grabbed Guo Fu's hand: "I'll go with you, let's move fast!"

As they said that, the two old heads rushed to the foot of the hill like being chased by a dog. Old man Fang's wife also heard what Guo Fu said just now, and her heart was beating like someone was holding a drum inside. She couldn't help following, and wanted to hear it too. listen.

There are more and more people following Guo Fu, there are men and women, old and young, but there are also some who don't believe it. He went in.

After counting, only half of the people came to Xiaogang Village.

Guo Fu took them straight to his home, and said to Lin Zhen: "Brother Zhen, these people are all interested in what you said, look at the next step—"

Lin Zhen didn't expect so many people to come, which was much more acceptable than the people in Liyu Village at that time, but after a little thought, he realized that although Liyu Village is not rich, the fields are flat and the water source is convenient, although life is a bit bitter , but persistence can also resist.

Xiaogang Village is different. It is all mountainous, and there is too little land to grow sorghum and buckwheat. Even if you are so busy, you still can't eat enough.

Even if the news that Guo Fu said is false, they still want to try.

At this moment, they looked at Lin Zhen, who had a somewhat demonic appearance, and murmured in their hearts, looking at me one by one, and looking at you one by one, the hopes that were originally lacking were mostly lost.

Standing under the eaves in the middle of the house, Lin Zhen glanced at about 30 villagers in Xiaogang Village, and said loudly, "Hello everyone, I am the nephew of Guo Fu in your village, my name is Lin Zhen, and I live in Liyu Village."

"I'm sure everyone already knows from my uncle why you've been called here."

"Yes," came a reply from the crowd, "Your uncle said you know a way to get us more food, is that true?"

For a moment, everyone's hearts were raised, and their eyes were all looking at Lin Zhen who was standing in the front.

Guo Fu was no exception. In order to call these people here, he had guaranteed it.

Lin Zhen nodded: "Yes, I do have such a method here. My family has been using this method for two years. Besides planting, it will be more troublesome when the seedlings grow up. It has indeed collected more than half of the grain for my family."

"In the past year, not only my family, but our Liyu Village, Datianzi Village, Tianwan Village, and Wayao Village, which is closer to you, have been used by people. The harvest is the same as I said, less than three hundred catties, more It's almost four hundred catties."

Boom, the crowd completely exploded!

It's actually true!

The news that it can increase the grain harvest is actually true!

Xiaogang Village is too remote, it is only a little better than those small villages deep in the mountains, but they also know the existence of these villages in Datianzi Village, Tianwan Village, Wayao Village, if Lin Zhen is lying, they will spend some time to find these villages People can verify the authenticity.

They were very enthusiastic immediately, and asked Lin Zhen what he was going to do.

There were more than [-] of them. Lin Zhen opened his mouth, but he couldn't talk about them at all. He yelled several times before trying to suppress their voices and said: "There are two methods, one is to compost, and the other is to fertilize the crops and seedlings according to a certain proportion." , but composting takes two to three months to ferment, and if there is not enough time, the seedlings will be burned and killed, so Xiaogang Village will not be able to use composting this year.”

When they heard that they could not use compost, the villagers in Xiaogang Village were anxious: "What should I do?!"

"Can't we have a good harvest this year!"

"Brother, is there really no other way?!"

Lin Zhen pressed his hands: "Compost can't be used, but the second one can be used. Everyone has cesspit at home, not only human excrement and livestock manure, but also go to the mountain to cut Artemisia annua, throw pigweed into it, and let it live for ten days It can be used in half a month."

"However, these fresh manures are flammable and need to be added with water before they can be used. One bucket of manure is mixed with four buckets of water, and the seedlings are only as high as a finger, and then again when the seedlings grow to knee height."

"Remember, you must use a hoe to shovel the weeds in the ground, especially the weeds next to the crop seedlings, every time you pour water, otherwise the dung will be eaten by the weeds, which in turn will crowd the crop seedlings to death. "

At that time, every family’s farming method was very simple. They dug the ground, plowed it, threw seeds, and then covered it with soil. They didn’t fertilize or weed very carefully. It all depended on the vitality of the seeds themselves.

Originally, the seeds at this time have not been cultivated, the yield is low, and no matter how malnourished, it is even worse. It is normal to harvest more than 100 catties per mu of land.

When the villagers heard that they were using things from the cesspit, they didn't expect that the food poured from the pickled things could be eaten?

But seeing that Lin Zhen wasn't joking, he immediately remembered what he said just now carefully.

After watering the ratio of their manure to water, Lin Zhen began to teach them how to compost again. This year is too late, but the crops are not only planted for one year, and they can prepare for the next year's planting after the autumn harvest.

Lin Zhen was directly on the hillside next to Guo Fu's house, demonstrating to them what the sifted soil should look like, how much manure water should be put in, and then waited for the compost to ferment until the soil inside changed color, scattered, crispy and slightly Oily light is the real fermented compost.

The crowd surrounded him with three layers and three layers. He could only ask the people in front to squat so that the people behind could see.

After more than an hour, these talents returned from Guo Fu's house. Lin Zhen's throat was about to smoke, and he recovered after drinking two bowls of water. He looked at Guo Fu and Guo Amo and the others: "The method is simple, you should It’s all done, as long as you don’t try to be quick and don’t add too much manure, the crops won’t be damaged much.”

Guo Fu and the others looked at Lin Zhen with different eyes. Surrounded by so many people, Lin Zhen was so calm and composed, different from the people they had come into contact with.

Guo Fu even lowered his voice unconsciously: "Brother Zhen, when the autumn harvest is harvested this year, I must thank you very much."

Lin Zhen sat on the stool and waved his hands: "Uncle, you are too polite. My father is only a relative of yours. He will be well when you are well."

Guo Fu and Father Lin have been on good terms since they were young. He looked at his brother and said, "No matter what, thank you. Tell uncle what you want to eat, and uncle will go find it now."

"Uncle's food is the best, eat!" Just kidding, Lin Zhen has not forgotten the meal at noon this year, except for the fried bacon and cabbage bangzi, the rest are the standard dishes of poor families, buckwheat lump rice, boiled radish, There is also a plate of fried bitter bamboo shoots.

He didn't dare to ask for anything, maybe he could empty out the family's fortune just by mentioning it casually.

After finishing the work, Father Lin came to Lin Zhen and said that he planned to go back tomorrow and rest here for the night.

Lin Zhen naturally agreed, he looked at the sun-like sky outside, and said to Guo Fu: "Uncle, are there any dangerous animals on the mountain behind your house?"

Guo Fu shook his head: "No, it's just a small hill with sparse trees, and those big things won't come. Why, Brother Zhen wants to see it?"

"Well, I want to move my hands and feet."

"Then ask Xiaohua to go with you." Guo Yu's father-in-law and mother-in-law were also among the crowd who came to listen to Lin Zhen's explanation on composting and manure. Guo Yu went back with them along the way. , "Xiao Hua, go for a walk with your cousin, remember to take care of your cousin, don't ask him to bump into you."

Guo Xiaohua stood up immediately: "Okay."

"..." Lin Zhen wanted to say that he was a 19-year-old man, not enough to be protected by a child. Looking at the skinny little flower who was about to become a stickman, he walked into the yard, "Then I Go out to play with Xiaohua, grandma, uncle, daddy, you can chat slowly."

Guo Ah's attitude of letting them go home when he saw them also changed. He looked at Lin Zhen who was born like Guanyin Bodhisattva, sat on the stool and nodded, talking to Lin's father.

Lin Zhen and Guo Xiaohua walked side by side to the back of the mountain. At this moment, there was still the last sporadic residual snow on the mountain, and the grass supporting them was wet.

Lin Zhen, who just came out for a stroll, didn't want to encounter anything, but asked Guo Xiaohua: "Does this small hill have a name?"

Guo Xiaohua is very introverted, she almost keeps her mouth shut at all times, and does whatever the adults call her. He glanced at Lin Zhen, who was clean and well-born, and said nervously, "There is no name, and many mountains here don't have names."

As he spoke, his voice became smaller and smaller, and completely disappeared with the movement of bowing his head.

Lin Zhen looked at this 14-year-old cousin who hadn't cared about Shuan Zigao, and thought of what Father Lin said about him discussing marriage last year, so he licked his lips and said, "Listen to my father saying that you discussed marriage last year." Already, where are you going to talk?"