Taigong and Wang Yunhai looked at the big watermelon thoughtfully, these two have eaten that unique big watermelon, and they can't forget that taste in their lives, and they were suspicious when they saw Chef Liu eating so happily.

So the old man came to him under the tree and asked, "Qingshan, you are such an old person, why are you still greedy like a child, is it really so delicious?" ”

"Oh, master, this is a fairy melon, it's better than what is planted in Dingguo, you can taste it quickly, I'll cut a piece for you." After speaking, he put the watermelon peel in his hand on the ground, picked up the kitchen knife, and cut a piece for each of the four old men.

Zhou Yu looked at a few old men with a smile on the side and quipped: "Grandpa Tai and Grandpa and two grandfathers, this melon grows from the seeds obtained in the mountains, and it is almost the same as the previous one, you should taste it quickly, if you don't do it, it will be eaten up by my eldest uncle." ”

When the four old men heard this, they didn't think about it, and immediately started eating.

After eating a piece of big watermelon, the old lady nodded again and again, and said with a smile: "Well, this is the taste, dry and sweet, delicious and juicy, I didn't expect such a watermelon to really grow." Ergouzi, how much land have you planted this time? ”

"It's not a lot, maybe ten acres or eight acres."

"That's not much? You kid can make a fortune again? ”

"It's okay, I plan to sell these melons in the store in our provincial city, and they will be popular for a long time."

"Okay, you young people still think ahead, but we old men haven't eaten enough, why don't you cut one more and taste it?"

"Needless to say? You wait for me to cut it for you. After Zhou Yu finished speaking, he opened a large watermelon, cut it into small pieces, and handed it to a few old men.

After eating a few pieces of watermelon, Liu Qingshan went to make dinner, and Zhou Yu peeled a large bunch of bud rice sticks and washed them in a large basin. Then put it in a large iron pot and add water to boil. By the time the meal was ready, the buds were also cooked.

At noon that day, the four old people who had eaten bud rice all their lives and Liu Qingshan ate the best bud rice stick ever. That's called a sweet, that's called a fragrance. The last few people simply didn't even eat, and just nibbled on the bud rice and ate a meal.

After eating, several people didn't care about resting, and they all followed Zhou Yu to the east orchard to check it out. When it comes to the watermelon field and bud rice field that can not see the end as far as the eye can see, everyone is excited, whether there is something delicious is secondary, the key is that with such a delicious watermelon and bud rice, the good days of the two dogs to make a fortune are not coming? If these good things are separated from the market, who should not buy some and try them?

And these watermelons and buds are very big and have a lot of them, and the yield of this acre of land is not going to the sea?

After seeing the situation in the field, on the way back, Liu Qingshan asked Zhou Yu puzzled: "Ergouzi, could it be that the buds you planted are also special varieties?" Why else would it be so delicious? ”

Zhou Yu shook his head and said with a smile: "Uncle, how can I be so powerful." What are the special varieties? These seeds are just ordinary varieties bought in the town, but I don't know why they taste so good, and it probably has something to do with the water quality and soil, right? ”

After thinking about it carefully, it should be the same, Zhou Yu will definitely not lie to a few of them, and can only blame the natural conditions of Phoenix Mountain.

In the evening, Zhou Hu, who went to the county seat and went on a date with Xiaoxiao, came back, this guy didn't want to die when he saw the big watermelon, and he was stunned to kill less than half of it in one go, and after he finished eating, Zhou Yu prankfully brought up the bud rice, and Zhou Hu couldn't help but burst into tears after trying to eat it. I knew that there were such delicious buds in Langdao, and I couldn't eat so many big watermelons if I was killed.

In the north, after August 15, it is time to receive goods. At this time, the whole Zhoujia Village became yellow and red, the rich ears of grain swayed in the wind, and the fiery red sorghum drooped its head. A few days ago, the verdant dealer also became golden, a scene of harvest.

With the arrival of autumn, the hawthorn, jujubes, chestnut and hazelnuts in the mountains are also ripe. When the people in the mountains who concentrate on harvesting the farmer and finish the logistics will go into the mountains to collect these things.

After eating in a hurry in the morning, Zhou Yu took his grandfather and grandfather, as well as the fifth master and Zhou Hu, down the mountain, and the family began to harvest buds and soybeans today. The brothers had to go back to help, and the three old people went back to help the family watch the door.

Zhou Dingguo and his family planted almost 20 acres of land and dozens of fruit trees this year. Among them, more than a dozen acres of bud rice and five or six acres of soybeans, and the rest are miscellaneous grains such as millet and sorghum mung beans, which are about two or three acres.

The bud rice is on the north bank of the Langgu River, backed by the mountain, because this year is considered to be the wind and rain, the bud rice grows well, Zhou Yu is responsible for cutting down the bud rice straw and piling it up at a distance of a distance, Zhou Dingguo and his family followed behind to pick up the bud rice with a guy. The autumn harvest is not like planting, and the seeds have to be planted strictly according to the solar terms. At this time, you can do it a little leisurely, and there is nothing else to urge anyway.

The harvest season is always joyful, almost all the land in the village is here, except for those wasteland, of course, so when they work, everyone can still talk loudly across the field, the whole field is full of laughter, and people's faces are full of harvest joy.

After picking the buds during the day, I want to pull the buds back at night, not because I am afraid of people stealing them, but because the hares and badgers in the mountains steal and eat. At this time, the benefits of road construction are reflected, ox carts or horse-drawn carts are full of buds, the handlebar style is suspended with whips, and the vehicles are driving steadily on the asphalt road. There are one or two people sitting on it and chatting with the handlebar-style hip-hop, and it is better to unload the car as soon as possible when you get home, but you can't delay people making money.

After a busy day, Zhou Dingguo's family of three worked almost more than three acres of land, and when the sun was about to set, Zhou Dingjun came with a carriage, which Zhou Dingguo told his brother in the morning.

Wang Guilan wrapped the scarf, put away the sleeves used by the family of three, and then rode the bicycle home to cook first, while Zhou Yu and his father stayed here to load the car.

"Second brother, this year's buds are growing well?" Zhou Dingjun said with a smile.

"It's okay, if it weren't for the fact that the rain was a little less, the yield could have increased a lot, which is a pity." Zhou Dingguo said with some regret.

"Okay, don't be dissatisfied, what is it that you have two dogs in your family with less production? Don't say anything else, let's just say that those animals on Phoenix Mountain drink poultry, I heard that there are peacocks or something, you just have 20 acres of land is not enough for them to eat, so the output of one acre of land is less than 180 catties is not a matter at all, and the two dogs are rich. ”

"He's got a piece of! Blind all day long, what do you say you are raising those animals and peacocks in the mountains? And many of those animals are still protected by national laws, and if they are killed and eat meat, they will have to go to prison. Without those animals, this food would have been enough for our family for a few years. Zhou Dingguo said painfully.

Zhou Yu next to him quickly explained: "Dad, you can be underestimated by those animals, although they can't be sold for money, but we can cut deer antler velvet and sell them like sika deer, and if the deer herd grows, it's not a small amount." And we can also engage in artificial breeding, and when the time comes, we will get some sika deer milk for you to taste, and I heard Huzi say that that thing is always delicious. ”

"Hahaha, do you believe what the kid of the three donkeys says? If he says it's good, you have to be careful, how many times have I been deceived by this kid, anyway, I don't believe it. Zhou Dingjun said with a smile.

Zhou Dingguo's grandfather and son also laughed when they heard it, and then the three of them loaded the buds into the carriage, and after the last Zhou Yu and his father climbed into the car and sat on the pile of buds, Zhou Dingjun waved his whip and shouted "Drive~Drive~", and the carriage ran towards the old house.

After four days of hard work, the country's bud rice, soybeans and sorghum and other crops have been taken home, the yellow buds and ears are packed into the warehouse, and the soybeans are piled up outside the gate to dry, and then pulled to the asphalt road to be beaten with wooden sticks or directly pressed with the wheel to peel off, which can save a lot of effort.

After finishing their own work, a family of three helped Liu Jiao harvest the crops of Liu Qingshan's seven or eight acres of land. So far, in addition to dozens of miscellaneous fruit trees and pear trees, Zhou Yu's family is busy with this year's work, and the rest is four or five months of farming time. (To be continued......)