"King!" "Wang, ahhhhhh

Everyone in the Spring tribe came out, of course, the children couldn't climb down the pile of rocks, and when Zhang Heng approached the beast pen, he was immediately shocked, and suddenly patted his forehead in annoyance and roared: "I actually forgot to explain to Wu to continue to reclaim the land." ”

That's right, the beast fence pile is laid, the exposed ground is more than one meter five high, the pile is very deep, it is almost impossible to break it, and it is safe for the time being, but the land encircled inside is still the same as before, overgrown with weeds, which makes Zhang Heng very helpless, and it seems that he needs to delay for a while.

"King, sweet potato!" Wu confides syllables.

When Zhang Heng heard the sound, he suppressed his mood and stepped forward to greet everyone in the Spring tribe with a smile, and without delay, he went straight to the cave, he was thinking about the sweet potato seedlings.

"Great." Zhang Heng shouted loudly, and before he got closer, he saw a green and faint piece in the fence, what else could it be if it wasn't sweet potato rattan,

Hurriedly opened the fence and walked in, there were only seven sweet potatoes, but the rattan grew rapidly, and it had covered one corner of the land, and several unknown plants in the other corner also grew well, even there were many weeds in the land, and they were not cleared.

Smelling the familiar smell of sweet potato rattan, Zhang Heng was very excited, this is different from planting sweet potatoes in the village before, this is a primitive space, and the meaning of sweet potatoes is too great.

Excitedly stroked the rattan, at this time also found that the rattan grew better than expected, the stems and leaves are larger than the village, smiled, it is estimated that because of the variety well, this sweet potato is white-skinned and red-hearted, the most suitable for people to eat, and the size is also big, when he bought it in the market, he heard those uncles and aunts say that they bought it back and ate it in rice.

"King!" Wu also followed, crouching aside as if asking.

Zhang Heng nodded, and then patiently explained to Wu that he wanted to pull weeds, and after demonstrating for a while, Wu understood, and quickly confided syllables, and soon two women came in and carefully began to pull weeds.

Zhang Heng touched the thick sweet potato rattan again, pinched off a fork and looked at it, it can indeed be transplanted, but there is no land available now.

It was still early, and he immediately roared, and soon, everyone in the Spring Tribe took action, because now that he had the protection of the beast pen, he didn't have to worry too much about the danger.

To reclaim the wasteland, the first thing is to pull out the weeds, while everyone was working, Zhang Heng suddenly realized that in fact, the beast pen could be strengthened, and immediately called the witch, bearded, and tyrant over.

He first sharpened a wooden spear, and then put the wooden spear against the fence and stuck it diagonally on the ground, so that the spear was aimed at the outside, and also increased the safety surname, thinking about it, its practical bamboo spear is the most convenient, but he has never found bamboo, perhaps because this area is a mountain range, because there is no river, there is no bamboo growing, and he can only wait for the back to look through the mountains and forests.

At this time, he simply explained to Wu to dig a deep pit outside the beast pen, dig a circle around the animal pen, and dig out a five meter wide and three meters deep, this distance should not be able to jump over by any beast. But this project can only be described as huge, and it can not be completed in a day, nor in a month, because primitive people can only dig pits with wooden sticks and hand planers.

"Wang, dig, spring tribe dig." Wu confided syllables, probably understood, his eyes were full of excitement, and he probably also discovered the benefits of digging a pit like this.

But Zhang Heng was really worried that in the end, the Spring tribe would circle itself, and hurriedly explained that it was necessary to leave a passage to go out and not to dig it, for a long time, this was explained, and he was not sure that Wu must have understood, so he shook his head, and only time can prove it.

Sweet potatoes can't be planted much wide land in the early stage, and after pulling the grass in the afternoon, Zhang Heng gathered all the laborers to quickly chop up the land with wooden sticks, because he had previous experience in turning the soil, and this time the speed was faster.

By nightfall, a piece of land could already be used, which was much faster than Zhang Heng expected.

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Early the next morning, Zhang Heng called Shangwu again, and began to pick sweet potato forked stems, in the village is generally to pick a fork, if you encounter a small one, pick two connected forks, but the stems cultivated in the space are very thick, one can do.

"Do you see, you have to pinch and pick it like this, pinch it from the root of the vine, and be careful not to hurt the main vine." Zhang Heng patiently explained that the stems can be picked many times, so the main vine cannot be destroyed.

And primitive people's nails are actually not long, they will wear out when they work, and even Zhang Heng has seen primitive people gnawing on their nails many times, compared to it, his nails are longer, and he has to remember to bring nail clippers next time.

At the beginning, Wu seemed very careful, and his dry fingers kept trembling, which made Zhang Heng a little embarrassed, perhaps because he cared too much about sweet potatoes, and as a result, everyone in the Spring tribe treated this land as a treasure to guard, because last night when he came out to urinate in the middle of the night, he saw a half-old child leaning on the fence and falling asleep.

Fortunately, after a few times, Wu saw that he nodded with satisfaction, and his movements gradually became faster, and in the end, he had a bit of the posture of an old farmer in the village.

"Alright, almost, let's go, I'll tell you how to transplant now." Regardless of whether Wu understood it or not, Zhang Heng walked to the land reclaimed below with the sweet potato stalks.

Compared with the seedling cultivation of sweet potatoes, this transplanting is too simple, to the soil, Zhang Heng took a piece of wood and inserted it into the soil, about ten centimeters deep, and then warped the wood chip, the gap in the soil was exposed, and then directly inserted a sweet potato stalk into it, and then pulled out the wood chip, as soon as the soil gap was closed, the stem was buried in the soil, of course, most of it was exposed, and the top was a green and faint sweet potato leaf.

"See, that's fine." Zhang Heng clapped his hands with satisfaction.

I didn't rush to let Wu do it, and I planted more than a dozen plants myself, dividing the spacing, which is nothing more than parallel up and down, copying the set of methods in the village, which is the experience summed up by the old farmers, and it must also be suitable for sweet potato planting in the original space.

"King, sweet potato!" Wu pointed to the soil excitedly.

Zhang Heng said with a smile: "Yes, sweet potatoes, so that you can harvest more sweet potatoes in the future, harvest, sweet potatoes." ”

"Harvest!" Wu read excitedly, and I don't know if I really understood.

Zhang Heng didn't think much about it, so he let Wu start to work, although it took a lot of time in the process, but Wu was really smart, and in the end, the effect of transplanting had reached Zhang Heng's expectations.

Watching Wu tirelessly picking and transplanting sweet potatoes, Zhang Heng thought about it, let's stay for a few days, and when it is confirmed that the sweet potatoes are transplanted and alive in reality, there are also many details to explain, such as how to water, how to hoe and so on......

In the evening, it was raining again, Zhang Heng touched the rain on his face, and couldn't help but think of a poem by the poet Du Fu: "Good rain knows the season, when spring happens." Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently......"

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