Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 467 467. Soybeans and ground cages

  The continuous sunny days after the heavy rain quickly evaporated the water on the land.

  Song Tan dragged out a ground cage by the pond early in the morning, and found that although there were many fish and shrimps in it, it was obviously much worse than the full appearance at the beginning.

  But this is also impossible.

   Back then, those fish couldn’t stand the temptation of spiritual energy, but now she sprinkles some spiritual energy all over the mountains and plains every day, squeezed out not a single drop of herself, and the pond didn’t let it go...

  Look, not only the fish have raised their mouths, but also the lush aquatic plants around them are lush.

  Now when the family members are walking towards the edge of the pond, they all have to prepare a stick to move the grass left and right to disperse the fleeing snakes.

  The aura in this place has gradually become abundant!

   No, there are ducks by the pond in the back mountain, and now there are wild ducks flying over in the pond in front of the door, and the water and grass are so dense.

   Every day, Song Sancheng took the time to fish up two big baskets, chopped them up and fed them to pigs and chickens.

  Of course, for example, the young shoots of water hyacinth, people sometimes eat some.

   And with so many fish, dragging them back is enough for everyone to clean up for an hour.

   Seventh Cousin, Seventh Grandma, and Aunt Lianhua were sitting there tidying up—Aunt Lianhua’s mother-in-law recently followed Grandpa Song Tan to weave straw mats.

  Aunt Lianhua didn't notice for a while, and was thrown onto the back of her hand with a "snap" by the fish's tail. The back of her hand had been bred to be a little white and shiny, and a red mark was printed on it immediately—

   "This fish is really strong!"

   This little pain is nothing to her at all, and at this moment she is only looking at the grass carp in her hand in surprise.

"That is!"

  The Seventh Cousin also expressed his opinion: "The taste of eating is getting better and better during this period of time."

  However, it's delicious, but everyone didn't think about anything else. Because there are often such people in the village, the fields are obviously not doing anything, the growth is better than other people's, and the harvest is more than other people's.

  Is there any reason for this?

   There is still a gap between people.

  Besides, they eat a lot now and are used to it, but their perception of this delicious food is not so keen.

   It was Song Sancheng who came down from the mountain and said to Song Tan: "Tan Tan, you and Qiao Qiao will go collect soybeans with me later."

  Qiao Qiao was stunned: "But the leaves are not all yellow yet, and my mother said that the poles and leaf pods are all yellow before harvesting."

  In the chestnut grove, except for white fungus and black fungus, almost three acres of land are planted with soybeans. Although the growth is a little too long because the light is not as good as that in the unshaded place, but the heavy pods on it can be regarded as a bumper harvest.

   And Song Sancheng smiled when he thought of the harvest that was about to be full: "It's ripe. It's so hot today, if you don't collect it for a day, there will be a lot of pornography. Now you can collect it."

   "Now the beans are yellow when harvested, but they haven't fallen off completely. When they are really dry on the ground, they will easily fall to the ground after harvesting... Can't we spend more time to pick them up?"

  For this, please personally not worth it.

   Don’t invite anyone, it’s heartbreaking to see those beans falling on the ground so much.

   Simply take advantage of the fact that the beans are now yellow, but they haven't done it to that extent, so just cut them back and forget it.

  Besides, soybeans can fertilize the land, and next year's chestnuts will definitely grow better! When the time comes, the branch won't be able to stand, so he will have to support it with a pole, right?

  Thinking of such a bright future, even harvesting soybeans is not easy, Song Sancheng is still happy.

  For Song Tan today, this job is really not worth mentioning.

"OK."

  She found two big baskets from the utility room beside her familiarly, and then called Qiao Qiao:

   "You take the dog food and go up the mountain with Dad to cut it, and I will go to the back mountain and ride the tricycle over."

  …

   Qiao Qiao watched the Chestnut Garden every day, and was no longer so shocked by the environment.

   Song Sancheng came here every now and then, and every time he felt that the green thorns wrapped in chestnuts were particularly pleasing.

  Look at the golden cherry again—this is not the full fruit period of golden cherry, so the flowers bloom very loudly. When the wind blows, the white petals dance like butterfly wings, not to mention how shocking it is.

  He couldn't help but stop and sigh, and said with a sigh: "200 a catty."

"Not!"

   Qiao Qiao looked at him: "My sister said that the minimum price is 200, and the price has not yet been set. Moreover, it is dried fruit, which needs to be pricked, cut open, and the seeds must be removed. It takes 4 catties of fresh fruit to dry a catty of dried fruit."

   "What's the matter?"

  Song Sancheng's behavior now is not at all like the person who was reluctant to spend money to buy these golden cherry seeds.

"Didn't we just pay for the seedlings and hire a few helpers to help plant them? But look, how well does this golden cherry grow? How much fruit can it bear by then! It's like picking up for nothing. money."

   "I didn't pick it up in vain."

  Jojo wrinkled his nose dissatisfied: "Obviously I have put in a lot of hard work..."

  That little effort, in the eyes of Song Sancheng, who has actually cultivated the land, is almost equivalent to nothing.

  In short, he happily carried the basket and entered the chestnut garden without fussing with his son.

  …

  And on this side, Song Tan has already arrived at the back mountain.

  Zhang Bo was already in a hurry:

   "Tan Tan, you have rented this mountain for several days, why haven't you moved yet? Do you have any plans?"

  Song Tan also wants to move!

  But now it is the busiest time, the rice field is planting seedlings, and monitoring is needed, the peach harvest is about to be harvested, watermelon and vegetables are still on sale, and soybeans are about to ripen again...

   What's more, it's going to be summer soon. At this time, hiring people to work, the wages are not usually high.

  She could only wave her hand: "Don't worry, I'll find someone to plan it later."

   This is really what I was looking for.

   On the contrary, Zhang Wang’s family looked at the mountain next door that was still their own for the time being, and the green and tangled vines on it, and they were very happy at the moment:

   "My kudzu root must be growing well this year, look at how strong this pole is!"

"That is!"

Song Tan was not polite, but she quietly gave some spiritual energy, so she responded seriously: "I used some new fertilizers before—Uncle Zhang, do a good job of kudzu this year, and then I will let Qiao Qiao live broadcast to help you bring."

   "It's really not possible, and you will also ask two people to help clean up when the time comes."

   Cleaning up kudzu root is a purely labor-intensive task, and it is too disadvantageous to do it alone.

   "If this wave can make a lot of money, will you not regret it after seeing your children?"

  No one is a saint. Hearing this, Zhang Wang's eyebrows and eyes really showed a little joy.

  Seeing this, Song Tan could only sigh.

  Now, the father and son family who were once close by blood have developed deep-seated hatred.

  She quickly changed the subject:

   "But Uncle Zhang, you really don't plan to plant this land? If you keep a part of kudzu root for planting, you can earn some income every year."

   "No more."

  Zhang Wangjia shook his head: "I'm getting old, and I can't do this kind of hard work even if I earn a million dollars."

   Besides, he is working for Tan Tan, receiving wages and eating, so he can't still be busy with his own affairs every year, right? It is not a day or two to tidy up kudzu...

  That's too outrageous.

ah! I forgot I didn’t write about eating edamame. Now that the soybeans are cooked this morning...let’s write about planting soybeans next year.

besides.

  (end of this chapter)