Lin Zichen was stunned and nodded indiscriminately, "Well, I'm just thinking so for the time being, whether I can plant it or not depends on the situation." You all go back first, and I'll take a look. Lin Zichen urged everyone to go back.

"Since Xiao Chen has her own plans, let her figure it out by herself, and everyone else will go back." Regarding Lin Zichen's sudden move, Li Bangguo did not doubt him.

Everyone did not stay any longer, and each took his tools and left the back mountain.

Seeing his family's figure disappear on the other side of the woods, Lin Zichen breathed a sigh of relief, and then lightly returned to the orange grove.

Squatting down next to an orange tree, Lin Zichen's left hand reached out to the root of the tree and closed his eyes and concentrated, and after a while, a stream of water flowed from Lin Zichen's left hand into the soil. After watering the other trees in turn, Lin Zichen wiped the sweat on his face and sat down on the grass tiredly.

After resting for more than ten minutes, he took a big apple from the space and ate it, and Lin Zichen felt a little stronger.

"Hey, that's a chore that hurts your body." Urging the spiritual power to inject the water of the space into the soil consumed a lot of Lin Zichen's mind, "It seems that I have to work harder to exercise my mental power." ”

Standing up from the grass and patting the grass clippings on his buttocks, Lin Zichen began to walk around the back mountain.

Just now I casually found an excuse to plant other fruit trees in the back mountain, and after thinking about it carefully, Lin Zichen felt that it was feasible, and now he was thinking about what he could plant.

Fruits native to Pinghe County include loquats, chestnuts, persimmons, and other fruits that do not have scientific names.

Lin Zichen thought about it for a while, and finally included persimmons and chestnuts in the list of candidate fruits.

Lin Zichen walked around the back mountain, and finally shook his head. In addition to an orange forest in the back mountain of Lijia, the rest of the place is full of vertebral trees, the branches of the vertebral trees are dense, the roots are developed, even if they are cut down, the stumps left behind are difficult to completely remove, it seems that this back mountain is not able to plant other fruit trees.

Things have to be done slowly, and for now we can only put aside the matter of planting other fruit trees.

Early the next morning, the villagers of Fenghezhuang took their tools and walked in the direction of the threshing field with joyful faces.

"Ouch, Aunt Wang, you have to go and pull the radish too." As soon as Li Yuedi walked out of the house, she ran into Aunt Wang, a centenarian in the village, and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

Unexpectedly, Aunt Wang didn't appreciate it, glared at Li Yuedi angrily and said, "When my old bones are not yet able to walk, don't help me." ”

Li Yuedi knew that Aunt Wang Liu's heart was happy and she wanted to follow everyone to the vegetable field, but she didn't dare not help her according to her words.

"Sister Li, you just follow Aunt Wang, after waiting for so long for the manufacturing plant to start officially starting, don't say that Aunt Wang is happy, everyone is so happy that they can't wait to contribute." A woman said.

"Yes, yes, yes, this is something that everyone has been looking forward to for a long time." The crowd agreed.

On the barn field, Gu Siting, Zhang Zicheng and others were already waiting there.

The villagers gathered together with their tools.

Gu Stin saw that everyone had already arrived, and said: "Folks, we have waited for so long and done so many things, and finally waited for today, today we will start pulling radishes, and then we can start pickling sour radish." ”

"Oh, that's great!" The villagers cheered.

Gu Sting waved his hand and signaled the villagers to calm down, "Starting to pull radishes today means that the manufacturing plant is about to officially open, and this official opening naturally can't be sloppy, Zicheng, take out the firecrackers." ”

With Gu Siting's order, Zhang Zicheng came to the front of the crowd with a long string of firecrackers torn off the wrapping paper.

"Zicheng, light the firecrackers."

Zhang Zicheng took the firecrackers to an open and uninhabited place, took out a matchbox, and lit the firecrackers.

"Crackling, crackling." The sound of firecrackers sounded, and the manufacturing plant officially opened.

"It's open, it's open!" The villagers cheered again.

Gu Sting waved his hand, and the villagers quieted down, "While the sun is not so fierce, we will start work immediately." Weiye, you come over and talk to everyone about today's division of labor. ”

Li Weiye walked to the front of the crowd and cleared his throat, "Folks, morning." ”

"Early." The folks responded.

"Today we are divided into multiple groups to pull radishes, first of all, the first group of people to pull radishes, the person in charge Lin Qingxiang, members have Liu Zi・・・・・・" As Li Weiye read out the name, the carrot pulling team stood aside.

"The second group is responsible for pinching the radish tassels, the person in charge is Zhang Zicheng and Brother Zhang, and the members have ・・・・・・" followed by a string of names.

Lin Zichen stood in the crowd, a little admiring Gu Sting's careful and serious work. Looking at the grouping situation, you can see how serious Gu Stin is.

Gu Stin divided the matter of pulling turnips into countless steps, each of which had a group. To pull the turnip, the turnip is pulled out first, and then the radish tassel is removed, and the group members who remove the radish tassel take care of picking the radish to the river and give it to the group responsible for cleaning.

After the cleaning team cleans, the personnel of another group pick the radish to the drying place, hand it over to the next group of personnel to dry, and dry the water on the surface of the radish thoroughly, and then hand it over to the pickling team for pickling.

This whole set of processes can be said to be interlocking and leaky. The most important thing is that all the people in the village have been mobilized, and even the children have a task, which is to carry the radish tassels pinched off by the adults to the fish pond of the public house, and throw the radish tassels into the fish pond to feed the fish.

"It's been a long time since the village has been so lively." In the vegetable field, Aunt Wang said with emotion, and her eyes gradually turned red.

"Ouch, Aunt Wang Liu, why are you red-eyed on this good day, the manufacturing factory is up, and there will be more of these lively days in the future." A woman next to her comforted.

"Yes, our village's days will definitely be more prosperous in the future." The other woman also said happily.

"Yes, yes, there are still many good days, I must see it with my own eyes." Aunt Wang wiped her tears and burst into laughter.

"That's right!" Everyone responded and was full of expectations for the good days ahead.

"Ouch, Xiao Chen, I finally found you, come with me, the village chief is waiting for you." Zhang Zicheng didn't say a word, and pulled Lin Zichen, who was drying radishes, away, and didn't even give Lin Zichen time to react.

Lin Zichen was dragged by Zhang Zicheng to the factory where the pickling tank was placed, and Gu Siting and others were waiting there.

"Uncle Gu, what's wrong? You are in such a hurry to find me. "Everyone present knew that Lin Zichen had mentioned the matter of the manufacturing factory, and there was no need to hide it.

"Xiao Chen, that's the case, Aunt Li said that the pickled radish at your house was guided by you before, and now she made it according to your method, but she was worried that the recipe she taught everyone might be a little different from what she told you, so she asked you to come and have a look." Gu Stin frowned and said the matter in general.

Lin Zichen breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Uncle Gu, you said it earlier, looking at the frowning looks of you all one by one, I thought something big had happened, it almost scared me." ”

Lin Zichen didn't ink, stepped forward to carefully check the sour radish that had been put into the pickle vat, and tasted it by the way, and felt that there was nothing wrong, "Uncle Gu, uncle, second uncle, you can rest assured, the recipe is no problem, wait patiently for more than ten days, and we can pack it." ”

Gu Sting and the others were also relieved when they heard this. Busy again.