Chapter 54: It's Different

Thinking back on those scenes, Li Yiming's heart was filled with inexplicable sadness.

It's not because he's been underestimated, but he now knows that in many developed countries, mechanized large-scale cultivation has been realized.

The seeds are good, and the land is also open and flat and fertile, unlike here where terraces are enclosed on the mountain.

In a large farm, several people drive a large tractor and change into different functional accessories to complete deep ploughing, sowing, harvesting, threshing, threshing, bagging... All things.

Even sprinkling pesticides is done with hump planes!

That kind of tractor, there is no book that says how to build it!

"Hold on!" Li Jianguo rode up a steep slope.

Not far away is a threshing floor with people spreading the grain.

Li Yiming saw the bamboo rake and iron rake that grabbed the straw, the bamboo sieve that sifted the straw, and the windmill that blew the straw.

When drying the millet, you should first use a broom to sweep away the garbage on the dam, and then sweep away the scattered straw on the millet, which is called beating hidden grass.

The millet is piled on the drying dam, and the most desired thing at this time is the high temperature brought by the sun, so the millet should be dried in the shortest possible time, but it will also be dried for at least two days.

In front of the students, the old farmers would always look at the clouds on the horizon, point to the feathery clouds and say that this is good, it will not rain for the next two days.

The red and hot sun made the dam like a big boiler, and the millet was constantly frying in the big boiler with water vapor, and the people who dried the grain were also constantly frying in this big boiler.

Their skin was red and hot from the sun, and their feet were constantly turning in this cauldron, and their hands were constantly waving bamboo rakes, iron rakes, brooms, and so on.

The millet is dried on the dam, and after a little windmill it can enter the warehouse, and the remaining rice is the biggest harvest of the farmers who have worked hard with their bodies and sweat all year long.

When it's time to eat, they fill a bag and send it to the village rice milling station, where the rice is crushed out and the bran can be used as feed for livestock, and the rice is eaten by people.

There was laughter and laughter in the fields, not because people didn't work hard.

Li Jianguo and Li Yiming, who have been in the fields, both know that farm work is very hard, but what is even more terrible is that there is no harvest.

They can only use laughter to soothe their mental and physical pain, because they really have nothing else.

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The car creaked on the dirt road, and the permanent 28 bars moved forward steadily under Li Jianguo's control.

"Dad, a lot of machines... We've got to start with... You can only buy it abroad,... The best way to make a lot of money first, buy it and learn to make it while using it. ”

Li Yiming said intermittently in the bump.

"What kind of machine?" Li Jianguo was already sweating, but listening to Li Yiming's words, his answer was very fast.

"There are many kinds of farming, paving roads, many of them, all of them are expensive, and they have to be bought with foreign currency. ”

"Hmm!"

"You have to hurry up, in a few years, maybe you can't buy it if you want to, then you have to make it yourself!"

"Hmm!"

"However, our conditions are different, we have little land, a lot of mountainous areas,... It's not enough to just grow rice,... You have to plant different things, flowers, herbs, mushrooms, fruit trees, chickens, ducks, fish or something, and you can also raise fish in the field, called rice fish... The fish pond should have... Pond mud can fertilize the field,...

Some trees are valuable, but they take years to grow and are planted now,...... After more than ten years, you will be able to harvest... Tanabe and the roadside... Before and after the house... The land is to be utilized... Get up... To build a biogas digester..."

Li Jianguo listened and rode while still having time to ask: "Sounds very good, is it the three-dimensional breeding you said?"

"Hmm... It's just that you have to have the right seed... There has to be a special nursery... Field... You have to have a professional technician..."

"Hmm..."

"So that the same land is... You can have more output... Ordinary people don't either... You don't have to crowd all into the city... Inside... Transportation is underdeveloped... I can't go home for the New Year... And then they children and the elderly... No one took care of ..... either."

"Hmm... Sounds more interesting than the upstairs and downstairs light telephone!" Li Jianguo smiled, "Hold on, go downhill ahead!"

Li Yiming said in the sound of the chain: "In fact, it is the construction of a new countryside...... As long as there is land, things can be grown,... Don't panic..."

"I've crossed the bridge!" Li Jianguo said suddenly.

The so-called bridge is actually just a two-meter-long ditch with a small bridge made of two and a half large trees, only three meters wide.

But it obviously took hundreds of years for the tree to grow that big.

The car quickly crossed the bridge and got closer and closer.

There is also a small slope, it is estimated that there is a height difference of 20 meters, but there should be more than 100 meters around it, and it is a sheep intestine trail.

"It's here!"

Li Yiming jumped out of the car with a strong hand, and Li Jianguo also skillfully got off the car and pushed the car.

Li Jianguo hung a bar on his shoulder, carried the car and followed Li Yiming with one foot low and one foot high, holding the front wheel to block those rampant skills.

The roadside was a large expanse of thatch, full of jagged teeth.

Li Yiming was quickly cut with a few blood marks on his arms, as well as on his feet.

Someone may look up and see the two of them, but in rural areas, it is not surprising that pedestrians suddenly run to the side of the road, most likely to solve personal hygiene problems.

The two came to the temple, which was a very small temple, covering an area of fifty or sixty square meters, and there were big banyan trees outside, several, not two.

The ground was full of water, and if it weren't for this lee, the typhoon would have almost blown the temple away. And it's also a certain distance from the hillside, so you don't have to worry about mudslides.

"You're watching here, I'll go in!" Li Jianguo whispered.

Li Yiming swallowed lightly and nodded, a little nervous.

Li Jianguo was not at ease, so he circled around the broken temple twice, made sure that there were no outsiders within one or two hundred meters, and hurriedly entered the temple.

There were broken bricks and rotten wood on the ground, and there were dead branches and leaves for many years, the grass grew more than a foot high, and I saw some dung, probably someone really used this as a toilet.

Li Jianguo walked a few steps, and soon saw a clay statue of a sitting Buddha with half of his face knocked off leaning against the corner of the wall, the paint on his body had already peeled off almost peeling, and his palm was broken and thrown aside, looking very miserable.

He frowned, and his heart tugged at him, it couldn't have been taken away, right?

…...

Li Yiming looked at the distance from afar, and the rice fields and farmhouses in his eyes were not as beautiful as the wheat waves he described in the fairy tale.

His heart was beating fast and fast, and many thoughts came to him at once, and he would be disappointed if he hadn't found those gold bars.

After the typhoon passed, the snow and white clouds moved slowly in the sky, and the sky was intoxicatingly blue.

Cirrus clouds floated in wisps, light and scattered, sometimes like a white feather, sometimes like a piece of white silk.

The sunlight shines through the thin cirrus clouds to the ground, and the light and shadow of the houses and trees are still clear.

In the woods, cicadas chirp and birds chirp, and the mountain breeze blows, bringing a faint fragrance of flowers and plants, and it is even cooler under the shade of the trees, and it is very hot to work in the fields without shelter.

Li Yiming clearly remembers an old farmer pointing to the sky and telling these children how to guess the weather based on the brilliance on the clouds in a proverb that they can speak or write.

Learning these things makes the children's hearts flutter, and although they have to hand in an essay when they go back, they feel that they have mastered amazing knowledge and are full of a sense of power.

In a few years, there will be a "Look at the Clouds and Know the Weather" in middle school textbooks, which is a simple summary of Chinese traditional knowledge, which comes from hundreds of thousands of years of experience.

But to really predict the weather, we still need to rely on meteorological satellites to track the direction of air currents and vapor masses, and also analyze the influence of terrain on these water vapor masses, and even more advanced weather influence technology.

The wind with the breath of the mountains and wilderness lingered around his nose, which made Li Yiming a little distracted, although he could no longer sit in the classroom, but he who had seen the wider world would never stop, no matter whether there was a hidden treasure here.

"Yiming!" Li Jianguo shouted softly.

Li Yiming quickly entered the temple.

Seeing the Buddha statue, Li Yiming was excited, and then there was confusion, which was not the same as what was said in the book!

"Isn't that it?"

"I don't know. ”

Li Jianguo looked around and picked up a pointed stone: "You go outside and watch, I'll smash it open." ”

Li Yiming quickly ran out of the door.