Chapter 8 Cultivating Rice
It rained all night and stopped early in the morning.
After breakfast, the three of them walked up the hill together, and the two guests continued the painting they had not finished yesterday, talking about Qiuyan in order to check her piece of land.
At the foot of the mountain parted with them. Tan Qiuyan went east.
Much of the eastern part of the country is farmland, and in recent years, no one has cultivated this kind of poor terrain, so there are few people and grass along the way.
Her family's field is not far to the east of the foot of the mountain, the terrain is uneven, and the acre of land is divided into several pieces.
She jumped down, it rained yesterday, there was water in the ground, the soil was still soft, and the soil quality was not bad, she had an idea in her heart, this terrain is a short board for planting a large area.
But for her kind of only planning, grow something to eat herself, it doesn't matter.
After reciting the mantra to clean the mud from her feet with cleansing, she walked up the hill, where the water could be diverted down to irrigate her acres of farmland.
She took another way up the mountain, staggered away from the guests, and it could be seen that the little girl preferred to be alone with He Yingying.
The other road is narrower, in the past, people who used to draw water down the mountain to grow crops walked more, but in recent years, these few pieces of land at the foot of the mountain have been barren and have walked less, and weeds have covered half of the road again.
Dragon Bone Mountain is a stone mountain, otherwise the mountain road that has just rained will not be able to walk at all.
The lichen is very shallow, and black bacteria grow on the turf, which is called ground egg by the locals, which means that the egg born in the earth is very similar to the black fungus after washing.
She picked a bag and carried it on, the stream expanded after a night of rain, and she looked at the traces of the water drawn by her predecessors, and she had a spectrum in her heart. After walking for a few miles, I didn't find the deer they were talking about.
The greenery at the top of the hill was more lush than she had seen before, and the foliage was luxuriant, and the new branches that had drawn out had obscured almost all paths. This, not quite right, she looked at the tree that stood in her way.
I felt a little uncomfortable, and I couldn't speak. After thinking about it to no avail, he turned around and walked down the mountain.
Passing by the place where she had picked the eggs before, her heart moved, and she found that since she had cultivated, her senses had become more acute.
The leaves next to her vibrated and shook down a lot of water droplets, but she quickly avoided them, and a gust of wind blew over, and a white animal hair with water droplets burst out, blocking the intersection.
"Chirp!" It made a sound with its mouth open, it was the fat fox. Different from the scum picture quality of the mobile phone, the fox in front of him has a shiny coat, is not big, but fat, and has eyes like black grapes, which seems to be very human.
He didn't show his fangs, he didn't look like he was going to pounce, and the corners of his mouth were laughing no matter how he looked at it. Tan Qiuyan's heart was settled.
Is it talking to itself? How can I understand it, the golden mansion in the sea shook for a moment, and the beast trick emerged.
She read it again, and a light flashed in her head, and a miraculous scene appeared.
"Chirp, chirp......" she probably understood the fat fox's words.
"Thank you, for you." There is not much vocabulary. That's all there is to it.
The fat fox flashed to the side, and the corpses of three birds were neatly placed under the tree.
"Oh my God!" She saw the three Grade II national protected animals. "What do I call you?" I thought for a moment: "Chubby? ”
As soon as the words fell, I saw that the fat fox's anthropomorphic eyes were full of anger.
"Xiaobai!" She immediately changed her tune.
The fat fox didn't resist the name, and nodded after hesitation.
"Okay, Xiaobai, you have to thank me, but I don't know you, you thank you wrong. In addition, I can't ask for a few birds you bite to death! "Who dares to ask for it. Tan Qiuyan wailed in his heart.
"That's right, it's you, thank you, delicious light!" The fox head turned to the homestay down the hill.
"Light?" Tan Qiuyan felt that it was unclear, but his heart moved: "Are you talking about aura?" ”
The fox didn't understand, and for a while, a person and a fox looked at each other on the mountain road.
Tan Qiuyan looked at the birds on the ground and sighed: "Xiaobai, I'm going down the mountain, I don't eat birds, don't give it to me in the future." She waved her hand: "Goodbye, Xiaobai." ”
The fox got out of the way, and the black grapes looked at the disgusted bird corpse again, which made Tan Qiuyan see the loneliness on its face.
Her steps paused, stopped, and reweaved the language.
"Uh, Xiaobai, you should be wrong, but it's okay, you are welcome to my house to play, you should know, it's the one under the mountain!" She pointed to the homestay at the foot of the mountain.
The fox understood this time: "Chirp ......"
"Well, goodbye!" Tan Qiuyan staggered past it and waved his hand at it. The fat fox behind him jumped up and let out a cry of pleasure.
When I turned back, the fox and the bird carcasses were missing from the mountain road. It was as if everything that had just happened was like a dream.
Tan Qiuyan has been immune to some strange things around him since he cultivated the Enlightenment Technique, this world is so vast, and there are so many things that human beings don't understand.
She smiled and continued down the mountain.
Back at the guesthouse, soak the eggs in the mountain spring water.
I took out the Hokkaido toast that I had made in the morning, wrapped it in food oiled paper, put it in a bag, and rode a little pink to get ready to go out.
The courtyard door does not need to be locked, the security of the village has been good, and besides, the guests will come back at any time.
The village chief's rice seedlings are well-known, and there are several varieties, and she has to choose some to bring back.
Feng Xiaoling received the wind that she was coming, and she happened to have no classes in the morning, so she also rode home.
Tan Qiuyan used to be famous for cooking, but now after returning from the big city, she is even good at pastries, Feng Xiaoling divided the toast in half in front of the village chief, and she will take half of it back to school for breakfast tomorrow.
Feng Junsheng was not at home, the village chief led the two of them to the flower house, the quality of his seedlings was high, some seedlings were ordered early in the morning, and he kept some at home.
I heard Tan Qiuyan mention it before, and this time the seedlings were specially made more, and she picked out the seedlings with chemical fertilizer in empty bags and put them on both sides of the electric car.
"Girl, if you want your uncle to help, just say it, the farmer, you have the strength." The village chief patted the soil stuck to his hands after the seedlings were installed, and smiled heartily.
"Qiu Yan, I can too, when will you plow the field? I'm here to help. Feng Xiaoling volunteered.
"I don't have to help, I don't plant a lot, just a small piece at the foot of the mountain, I am also from a Zhuang family, a lot of strength!" She raised her arms.
Feng Xiaoling laughed and wanted to pinch her show-off biceps, and the two good friends giggled and laughed. The village chief didn't bother them, and went out with a long cigarette to talk to his old friend.
The rest of the farm work is not much, in fact, it is not a lot, the village chief's house did not stay for long, so he said goodbye to Feng Xiaoling and drove back to the homestay.
In the morning, He Yingying said that if they didn't come back for lunch, it would be much easier for her to eat alone.
Armed with all his tools, he went out into the field. She hasn't tried the soil control technique in the Enlightenment Recipe yet, so let's practice it today.
The Enlightenment Recipe should be the development of the five elements-related spells, gold, water, wood, fire, and earth, plus space, I don't know which great power created this cultivation method, not only consumes less spiritual energy, but also is particularly practical.
Of course, except for the space spell, which she can't turn on now.
The wind in the mountains blew through the fields, and she put down her hoe and seedlings and stood at the head of the field.
With the start of the soil control technique, the soil in the ground was turning very slowly at first, and after the back was proficient, the soil of Yilonglong continued to turn forward, which was spectacular! This land has half an acre, and the seedlings will be planted after the land is turned.
Finally, it needs to be filled in.
She tinkered with the original channel, and a new waterway appeared.
A gap was made in the ridge of the field, water was poured into it, enough water was stored, and then the gap was plugged and the fork of the water diversion was sealed. The stream is back on its original path.
The wind blows the seedlings, and they are extraordinarily magnificent. She sat on the ridge exhausted, sweat dripping down her face. Looking at the results of half a day, my body was tired, but my heart was very satisfied.
The aura was exhausted, and I couldn't even use the cleaning technique, so I took a shower and changed my clothes as soon as I got home. It's like a new soul returning to its place.
Before the guest returned, she took out the soaked eggs, washed them, and set them aside.
Tonight, I will make braised oxtail in red wine, fried pork slices with eggs, and stir-fried vegetables. Staple rice.
turned on the live broadcast, explained to them the reason why there was no live broadcast at noon, and was chatting, He Yingying and they were back. As soon as I came back, I greeted a few fans in the live broadcast room.
There are dozens of more people in the live broadcast room this time, and a new fan left a message: [Boss, if you come to stay, how can you contact it? ] She patted her head and forgot to put the contact information of the homestay.
Oxtail was simmering on the stove, and she went to the backstage to fill in the data.
[Contact information, see, I asked my parents to contact you directly.] 】
[What's that black dish?] Agaric? She looked at the messages, replied in turn, and also popularized some local specialties by the way.
Cooking while chatting, the movements are methodical and neat, and the dishes are served one after another.
Waiting for the last dish of stewed oxtail in red wine, He Yingying held a half-finished oil painting to introduce the scenery of the village in the live broadcast room, and Qin Chunhua added it on the side.
After a while, Tan Qiuyan received a phone call, a pair of old people who were sent to Fengshan Village back then were going to stay in a few days, and asked her to arrange it, and she agreed.
opened the casserole, and the last main dish was served, Qin Chunhua took photos excitedly, and He Yingying helped her light up.
Her own B&B is growing, she thought. A smile couldn't help but fly to the corners of his mouth.