I Love Farming

Seeing that the summer vacation is coming, only one floor of the cafeteria is reserved for the teachers and students who are still in school.Vegetables, which are not enough every day, are more abundant. Fortunately, there is a family area in C University.

Except for those that can be prepared for use like peppers, those fresh vegetables are sold to family members at an internal price.Whenever it’s time to collect vegetables, I will say in the group that the vegetables are placed on the table in the cafeteria, and each household can buy what they want.

Cui Qichao didn't need to improve new vegetables for the time being, so he just served vegetables and fruits on the balcony at home. Not only did the variety of vegetables and fruits in school become more and more abundant, but also there were more plants on his balcony, unlike when he first came, there was only a pot of fake flowers.

The watermelons that Cui Qichao planted in the back were about to mature. Looking around, the watermelons between the vines were big and round, and the melons were covered with grass. This was to make the shape more regular and clean.

Because he takes care of the watermelons very meticulously, he turns them over every few days, and only then does he have beautiful watermelons that are round, uniform in color, and beautiful in appearance.

After the results, Cui Qichao first opened two to comfort the employees in the cafeteria.

The melon skin is thin and crisp. Cui Qichao made a small cut in the melon skin, and when he grabbed it, a large piece of melon skin came off with a click, revealing a large piece of water-red flesh, which was already a little sandy .Cui Qichao deliberately picked the time to pick the melon. It was a crunchy watermelon with the best taste.

The moment he broke it open, the employees all said "wow". It was so refreshing to break the watermelon with bare hands. The skin is thin and brittle, and the sound sounds sweet.

Cui Qichao broke the melon twice more, revealing half of the melon flesh, and cut it into small square pieces with a knife.The other half was first scratched with a knife, and then the skin of the melon was broken off. Pieces of melon flesh rolled out and fell into the big rice bowl.

Everyone took toothpicks, forks or chopsticks, and ate watermelon meat.

Before opening the melon, Cui Qichao put it in the freezer for a while, but after taking it out, there was still some mist on the surface.The cold melon flesh is crispy with sand in it. The water seems to burst in the mouth after one sip. The sweet and cool watermelon juice flows out. The melon flesh is crisper on the outside and a little sandy on the inside. good.All the heat dissipated at this moment with a bite of iced sweet watermelon.

"This melon is too sweet!" Li Tingmei, Master Li, was probably the only one who took the time to praise it. She thought the watermelon was really good, and there was nothing wrong with it.

From the appearance, it is very good-looking, round and even in color, there is no stumbling, the melon flavor is strong, the water content is rich, the sweetness is so high, the most important thing is that it is full of flesh, crisp and sandy, and you can eat a melon The layered feeling of eating almost satisfied all the requirements for watermelon in her mind.

Take two more bites, Li Tingmei thought, yes, there are still few seeds!

Cui Qichao took only one mouthful before picking out a piece of watermelon seed and feeding it to Xiaobai.

Xiaobai ate melons with Cui Qichao's hand. Of course, it didn't eat as fast as humans, and the juice would drip out a little, so Cui Qichao wiped it with a paper.

Xiaobai ate the melon and gave Cui Qichao a guilty look, always feeling that he was living a fairy life.If it wasn't for Cui Qichao who still didn't let him go to bed or sofa, it would have felt like it was dreaming.

Cui Qichao's expression was the same, he usually washed his hands after feeding Xiaobai.

In just a few hundred square meters, with Cui Qichao's extraordinary talent, he managed to produce a hundred melons.Most of them are divided into several days and cut up, and they are served in the cafeteria one by one.A small part was drawn for the canteen staff and school teachers.

It is conceivable that in such a dog days, eating a slice of sweet iced watermelon is refreshing and pleasant.

Meng Chang took a picture of himself eating watermelon and sent it to the class group, "Boss Cui's melon is finally ripe..."

In an instant, he was overwhelmed by the replies from his classmates.

Just listening to and watching Meng Chang eating melons made them greedy. Obviously, they also had watermelons at home, but no matter how they looked at them, they were not as sweet as Meng Chang's, and what he ate was delicious.

"I really want to go back to school right away!"

"I don't accept it. The watermelons I've been thinking about for months don't have my share. The wall cracked and asked the cafeteria to adjust the time for planting melons. Plant autumn watermelons and harvest in September!"

"Refused to poison! I suggest kicking Meng Chang out of the group!"

Meng Chang sent another voice, showing off to the students who are not in school: "Let me tell you, this watermelon is very sweet and delicious, and it is still limited, a total of [-], and it will be gone after a few days. I also saw the recording by the aunt in the cafeteria, Boss Cui broke the watermelon, let me go, the skin is so thin, a large piece will come off as soon as you pull it, and a large piece of melon meat is exposed, I want to bury my head in it! Of course , It’s not bad to eat such a petal, it’s sweet, it’s really sweet.”

After the newspaper office was over, Meng Chang happily closed the class group who were scolding him in unison. When he was about to continue eating, he saw his father calling. The cafeteria was a bit noisy, so he ran outside to answer the phone.

"Hello? Dad, oh...okay, tell me what's going on. I'll find a piece of paper and write it down, and I'll post it later to ask." Meng Chang turned around and looked for a pen and paper at the suggestion box at the door, listening and taking notes.

After finishing writing, Meng Chang looked up and realized that Cui Qichao was standing next to him, bending over to watch him write.

"...Boss Cui." Meng Chang managed not to be startled.

"What are you writing?" Cui Qichao stared at the handwriting on his paper. It said something like falling flowers and fruits, no insects, leaves intact and so on.He originally thought that Meng Chang was writing suggestions, so he came over to take a look, and he was still very surprised, who worked so hard and wrote suggestions even after the holiday.

Meng Chang said embarrassingly, "I'm sorry, Boss Cui, I don't have a pen and paper at hand, so I'll take this and write it down."

"It's okay. I'm talking about your content." Cui Qichao stared and said, "Is this crop sick?"

"Ah, yes, my father grows hot peppers in greenhouses." Meng Chang scratched his head, "Suddenly the flowers and fruits fell, and he was a little anxious. He couldn't find out the reason himself, so he asked me to go online and ask an expert."

Meng Chang's family is farming, and he has grown a lot of peppers this season. Since Meng Chang entered junior high school, he asked him to ask the agricultural website for many questions about planting.

Cui Qichao read all those situations and said, "Let your dad pull out a plant first to see how the roots are developing. If it's a root problem, it should be due to improper fertilization. Ask him to reduce the nitrogen fertilizer. The roots are fine, that's because the humidity is too high. If it is too big, it cannot pollinate normally, and ventilation and dehumidification must be strengthened."

"..." Meng Chang stared blankly at Cui Qichao, remembering that the school's peppers and vegetables were not all under the guidance of Cui Boss, but it was the first time he faced Cui Qichao's instructions on planting, and he always felt that it was not true.

How should I put it, don't listen to the voice but only look at the appearance, if Cui Qichao was talking about some financial issues just now, he would believe it...

"Thank you Boss Cui, I, I will tell Dad." Meng Chang quickly sent a text message to tell Dad.Just looking at the growth and quality of school dishes, I also know that although Boss Cui is no worse than the seniors and experts who answered the answers on the website, he must be right.

"By the way, what did you say about asking experts online?" Cui Qichao asked.

Meng Chang showed him a website app he used frequently, "It's a website like this, where you can ask questions about crops, and then other users and experts will answer you. Boss Cui, do you have any questions?"

"No." Cui Qichao said, "I'm an expert."

Meng Chang: "..."

Cui Qichao also downloaded an app according to Meng Changna. He didn't play mobile phones very much in this plane, but now he became interested because of this app.Trapped in school and unable to plant outside, it would be good to have a long-distance dry addiction!

After registration, you are an ordinary user. To apply for certification as an expert, you need an agronomy qualification certificate. Cui Qichao obviously does not meet the standards, but fortunately, ordinary users can also reply to other users' questions.

Cui Qichao directly registered with his real name, and most people in the signature office would list their occupations, such as retailers, XX experts, etc., and some Shu Yang pursued, writing about serving agriculture and solving problems for farmers.

Cui Qichao looked at it for a while, and filled in: descendants of Shennong.

Then he used this title to spend time answering questions on the website. Generally, experts would pay attention to a few crops they are good at. Otherwise, Cui Qichao, he wandered around and could say a few words about everything.

Cui Qichao, who has been reading agricultural books for a while, has already learned most of the professional vocabulary, which can be combined with the imperial instinct in his blood.Although there is no qualification certificate, but the ability is absolutely beyond doubt.

Before he knew it, Cui Qichao had been playing with this app for three or four hours, and was interrupted by a strange call.

"Hello, who is it?" Cui Qichao asked absently, he was still thinking about the question he hadn't finished answering just now.

"Hello, hello, I'm the director of "Food in the South China Sea", Mr. Cui, right?"

"I am," Cui Qichao frowned. "The editor and director of your program group called me. I told her that I am not interested in participating in the recording of the program. The admissions have nothing to do with me."

The director over there also choked, "...We sincerely want to invite you, so I heard that you declined, so I deliberately waited until this time to call again and communicate with you in person. It is already summer vacation, presumably There is no work in the cafeteria either. Maybe our director didn’t make it clear last time. Our program respects the food culture very much and hopes to promote the food of Nanhai Province..."

The director seemed to have fallen into some misunderstanding. He believed that Cui Qichao was very knowledgeable about and passionate about food, so he talked about his passion.

Cui Qichao was still very indifferent: "Sorry, I'm not interested."

The director was anxious, "No, why are you not interested in being on the show! Are you embarrassed to show your face?"

"It's not that I'm not interested in being on the show," Cui Qichao said impatiently, "I'm just not interested in your show."

The director was unhappy, "Then our show's ratings are also very high, and it's in the top ten in the country at the same time."

Cui Qichao: "I'm not interested in the type of your program. If you want "Nong X Tiandi", I will immediately agree."

director:"………………"

What the hell? ? ?