Chapter 420: Rice Field Guard

In two days, the rice transplanting work was successfully completed. Looking at the original bare-faced, rows and rows of emerald green seedlings, everyone closed their eyes and seemed to be able to imagine the scene of fragrant rice ears in autumn.

The rest of the field management does not require too many people. In addition to He Mancang, who was in charge of the whole process and supervised the whole process, five or six young men were left for him to be helpers.

Everyone else returned to the tun, more than half of the horse shelves were removed, and the wood was stored in the goose factory, which was convenient to build in the future, at least when the rice was harvested in the autumn, a large number of people were needed.

Two cauldrons with 100 seals were also put into the warehouse, and it is estimated that it will be used in spring and autumn in the future.

The remaining plastic greenhouses have been turned into vegetable gardens. After all, the permanent population of Nanwazi has increased a lot, and it is convenient to grow eggplant, pepper and green vegetables.

The fat man was also going to stay a few more days and wait until the rice fields were fully on track before going back. Looking at the plastic greenhouses covering an area of several acres, the fat man came up with the idea: "Plant now, the temperature inside is high enough, the vegetables will definitely be tender and early, and after autumn, you can still plant a stubble." ”

As soon as everyone heard this reason, they copied the pickaxe and turned their backs, and it turned out that when the seedlings were raised, they were all flat ground. He Mancang was worried that the land was overused, so he hurriedly shouted for some farm fertilizer first.

Fortunately, there is nothing to be wanted here, grass and wood ash, pond mud, and geese, all of which are picked up with a soil basket, sprinkled into the ground, and then done it again to ensure that it is strong, and the vegetables are rubbing and growing.

The fat man also took a pickaxe and pretended to be old there. But what they had reclaimed was straight and straight, and his ridges were crooked like a drunken snake crawling out.

"Fatty, give it to me quickly, and see that you are also a crop leader. The car boss took the pickaxe in the fat man's hand and repaired it all over again.

"Huh. I carry water. "The fat man knows how many pounds he has. It's better to wave your specialty.

Busy for a few days. The greenhouses are full of plants. Eggplant, cucumber, pepper, large persimmon. Shallots, garlic, shallots, beans, stalks. It's a lot.

In the evening. After eating, everyone sat on the ground and talked about eggs. Suddenly, I heard a croaking sound from inside the rice field. The voice is very simple, and the fat man's voice has a hard time.

"Frog or pheasant? Listen to the sound of frogs. That's a good sign. The fat man exclaimed excitedly. Immediately overwhelmed the toad in the field.

He Mancang nodded: "That dares." The toad is a treasure that kills most pests. Ringing as the local rice field guard. It's just that we're surrounded by meadows. The food is more abundant than in the fields, and the toads don't want to come. ”

Seeing Old Man He's face regretful. The fat man thought in his heart: there is no pesticide in the rice field. In the unlikely event that a pest infestation is lost, it will be a big loss. Wouldn't it be better if we could raise more frogs to protect the rice fields?

Originally, the fat people have been worried about preventing pests and diseases, and when the seedlings grow up again, they are fresh and tender, and the insects are not allowed to whirl. The weeds in the rice fields can be solved by raising fish, and the pests on the water surface can be solved by frogs.

"Haha, there is, let's just catch more frogs and throw them into the rice field, the problem of insect pests can be solved, frogs are the best biological insecticide." The fat man stood up excitedly and pointed at the vernacular.

"How easy is it to catch frogs?" He Mancang felt that the fat man was a little whimsical.

The car boss took over the conversation: "Frogs are easy to catch, and there are a lot of frogs, field chickens, husky toads, and toads in our Nanwazi." But the key question is, these things have long legs, let's catch them today, and tomorrow they will jump back again, isn't it in vain?"

"Is that a problem?" the fat man tapped his head, and felt that the car boss's proposal made sense. At present, there must be less live food in the rice fields than in Dadianzi, and the frogs certainly do not want to starve here.

"Didn't there be a toad calling just now, which proves that there is still a place in the rice field to attract them. The fat man touched the field, heard the footsteps, and the simple singing immediately stopped.

The fat man's singing voice was very energetic: "Little frog, croaking, wearing a big green robe. Learn to swim, don't care, learn to sing, always out of tune. Mom told him to study hard, quack, I want to go home and sleep......"

"This fat manβ€”" He Mancang pointed at him in the distance, with a smile on his face: "Why is the fat man so happy every day, he can have some fun with everything." ”

"He is so virtuous, and if he says that he is optimistic, he who says that he is optimistic, and if he says that he is unpleasant, he has no heart and lungs. The car boss also looked at the fat man enviously, and he could be happy all day long, which was also a blessing.

Although the frog no longer calls, it can't escape the fat man's search, after all, the fat man's search function is still very powerful.

Soon he found two toads in the shallow puddle, crawling there motionless.

The fat man looked closely, but he didn't see any difference between this place and other places. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in the fat man's mind: this seems to be the place where the dog was caught that day.

He was excited for a while, and he vaguely felt that he had grasped something: if there was anything different here, it was only that when the dog was irrigated that day, he used the water source in the wooden box, could it be that a month has passed, and the frog is still there

What's so special about here?

Thinking of this, the fat man decided that it was necessary to give it a try, so he found a ditch next to it, sat on the field, and secretly poured water into it.

After smoking a cigarette, the fat man saw that the two frogs finally moved, kicked on their hind legs, jumped into the ditch just now, and then jumped into it with two thuds.

What surprised the fat man even more was that there were some changes in the surface of the ditch, and the water was tumbling, as if there were many things swimming underwater.

The fat man quickly reacted, and it seemed that these fish were also attracted. In other words, these two frogs definitely didn't come in by accident.

The fat man got up from above excitedly and ran to the ground with a thud. The car boss shouted in the distance: "Fatty, slow down, be careful not to slip-"

Just when the fat man's heart was just moved, the voice of the car boss came again: "Just your board, like a door panel, if you fall into the rice field, how many seedlings will be crushed!"

Hearing him say this, the fat man really almost fell down, and quickly stopped, and walked back steadily: "Uncle boss, I'll catch frogs tomorrow!"

"Does it work?" said the car owner.

"Hehe, when did I do something uncertain!" the fat man looked full of confidence.

The car boss recalled, not to mention, the things that the fat man did seemed to be quite suspenseful, but in the end nothing went wrong. Then his faith increased: "Yes, listen to you." ”

He Mancang clicked his lips: "I see enough, unless the rice fields are also built like your frog factory, but the rice fields are not like that?"

"It's okay, our clams are lazy, where to put them, and they don't want to move their nests. The fat man said nonsense in his mouth, and secretly regretted in his heart: If he knew this, why bother to repair the frog factory in Baal in the first place, wouldn't it solve the problem if he put some water out?

The next morning, the owner of the car told everyone to bring out the tools, there were fine fishing nets, there were also lifting nets, and there were also a few things similar to fish plagiars, the front end of the wooden handle was inserted with an iron wire, bent into a circle with a diameter of more than a foot, and behind it was a net pocket made of screen windows, suitable for catching frogs in the grass.

"I still have a good hand at catching frogs, but I don't need to catch them alive. In the past, in the autumn, it was a great time to fish for field chickens. "The car boss walked all the way, and told everyone interesting things in Nanwazi all the way, but it was also fresh.

The fat man smacked his lips: "Anyway, the chicken in the field is really delicious - but it must not be hunted in the future, the rice field guard, we have to raise it like an uncle." ”

As he spoke, he gently shook the copy in his hand against the grass, and there was a large toad in the net pocket, with pimples on his body, the size of an ordinary person's fist.

"Haha, fat man, you are amazing, you specialize in catching toads. The car boss could see at a glance that this guy with a bloated body and a long bag on his body was a toad, because the average frog is relatively slim.

"Hello toads, these guys are the most greedy, they even want to eat swan meat, and they have a lot of pests to destroy. The fat man told a young man next to him to open the noodle bag, and then turned the net pocket upside down and shook it off, and the toad fell inside.

"The whole body of this toad is a treasure, the white pulp behind the ears can refine the toad, and the whole toad skin is called toad skin, which is also a medicinal material. And it is said that the rarest thing is ~ clothes, which is a thin layer of skin film that the toad has faded off, but it is rare to see. The car boss began to talk about the benefits of toads again, and the fat man's heart itched: simply, just raise toads in the rice field.

Along the way, everyone also used their nets to catch a few frogs, including emerald green frogs, yellow-bellied forest frogs, and of course, toads. Among them, the fat man caught the most, one net at a time, and there was no time to miss.

"The fat man's eyes are so good!" Even He Mancang had to praise the fat man for being a good hand at catching frogs.

"Good fellow, field chicken!" said the fat man, but he took two steps and fished his net into the grass. I saw a big green toad with three yellow stripes on its back jumping out of the grass, moving quickly, and jumping into a pond not far away in a few clicks, poof, like throwing a stone.

Compared with other frogs, the field chicken is definitely a giant, and one is nearly a pound in size. Fat people like this thing the most, they eat a lot of big food, and they are agile, and they are definitely the ultimate killer of those pests.

"It turns out that fat people sometimes miss. As soon as the owner of the car raised his hand, the fishing net in his hand flew out, covered the field chicken, and pulled it to the shore.

"It's still the boss's uncle's high skills. The fat man gave a thumbs up, and then grabbed the pheasant, and threw it into the bag, good fellow, and was kicked by its hind legs, as if it had been flicked hard.

The car boss found a closed pond, and then shouted in his mouth: "You run in circles, big circles, toads are afraid to drill into the water, and then we will use nets to lift." ”

Everyone didn't dare to slack off when they heard it, and they ran up, and the fat man ran the most imposingly, fluttering and fluttering, and felt that the ground was a little fanning.