But what do I know about it? No one understands it! It's not as good as chicken ribs, Ye Sanniang slandered in her heart, telling them the pH level, pH value, they can't understand it!

Ye Sanniang's dark eyes flashed, and she raised her eyes to look at Gao Mancang, who was squatting, and said, "The fertility of the land is not enough."

"We're fattened, we're on the river mud, we're in the ashes." Gao Mancang hurriedly said when he heard this.

The young lady squatted down, where did he dare to stand!

"I know, but there's a sign of white sand in this place." Ye Sanniang threw away the soil in her hand and clapped her hands.

"......Shh

"After harvesting this season's sorghum, don't be busy planting, improve the soil first." Ye Sanniang stood up and looked at him and said.

Gao Mancang then stood up, "How to improve the soil?"

"Uh......" Ye Sanniang thought for a moment when she heard this, "Then go back and look for the book."

"Okay, there's a way." Gao Mancang let out a long breath.

"Let's get some sorghum for the little donkey first." Ye Sanniang looked at them with bright eyes and said.

"I really want to feed the animals!" Ori Kite looked at the large sorghum tunnel.

"Or not! This sorghum is not very tasty, and if you want to eat it, you have to mix it with flour." Ye Sanniang looked at her lightly and said, "Don't feel sorry for the sorghum, you also feel sorry for those animals, they eat too hard, they are also part of our family."

"I'm afraid people will say we're spoiling food." The kite lowered her voice.

"Let's close the door, who knows!" Ye Sanniang looked around, and there were people probing her brain everywhere behind her.

I don't know if curiosity kills cats!

"Hurry up, the sun will come out in a while, but it will be hot." Ye Sanniang's deep and translucent eyes looked at them and urged.

"Oops!" They were busy answering.

Ye Sanniang raised her eyes and looked at the tall red sorghum and said, "I haven't learned this, which of you will teach me first."

"I'm a dear mother, you came so excitedly, I thought you would!" Ori Kite looked at her with a smile and said.

"I've never been on the ground, so how could I be?" Ye Sanniang's watery eyes looked at her and said innocently.

"Haven't you ever eaten pork, haven't you ever seen a pig run?" Ori looked at her with a smile and said, "Don't we come to Zhuangzi every day to escape the summer?"

"Not really." Ye Sanniang thought seriously when she heard this, "When we came, the wheat had already been harvested, and when we left, the weather turned cold, but it was not yet the time for the autumn harvest. I really don't know how to collect it."

Ori Kite lowered her head and counted the days seriously, "It's true." Turning his head to look at Gao Mancang, "You can teach us these dirt buns."

Coming to the countryside to escape the summer, Sanniang never went to the ground, and she really couldn't even tell the difference between seedlings and grass.

"Good!" Gao Mancang said with a smile when he heard this, and then said, "Since we don't have firewood here, it's best to pull out this sorghum stalk."

"What a wasted hand!" Ye Yanxing looked at the tall sorghum stalks and said, "I won't be able to stand it soon."

"So the hands are full of bubbles." Gao Mancang spread out his palms and said, "Just grind out the cocoon."

"It's slow to pull up." Ye Luoxing bent down and tried it, but he didn't move, "I didn't expect the sorghum stalk to look not thick, but it was so difficult to pull it out."

"Just sprinkle some water," Ye Yanxing said as she looked at them with pure eyes.

Ye Sanniang chuckled and shook her head when she heard this, "You might as well look forward to the rain from God."

The kite hid his face and said in a muffled voice, "I have finally realized the sage's sentence now: the four bodies are not diligent, and the grains are not divided."

"What's wrong, we're wrong." Ye Sanniang's big and round eyes looked at her and said innocently.

"It's raining now, you're not afraid of moldy sorghum!" The kite lowered his hand and looked at them and said seriously, "The reason why the summer harvest is called the dragon's mouth and the grain is that it is afraid of rain."

"Sprinkle water?" Ori Kite's bright eyes looked at them and said, "This is not our vegetable garden, two or three buckets of water will be watered."

"You just can't pull it out?" Ye Yanxing arched his hand towards the kite instructively.

"You can pull it out, you see they have plucked it." Ye Sanniang turned around and pointed to them, "They are adults, and they must be bigger than you."

"So what do we do?" Ye Yanxing looked at her anxiously and said.

"So cut it with a scythe!" Gao Mancang raised the scythe in his hand and said, "When cutting, try to stick to the ground."

"I understand! To make a fire, right?" Ye Luoxing said smartly.

"Yes!" Gao Mancang said with a smile, "The old slave will come and put the sorghum down, and you can just cut off the sorghum ears." As he spoke, he bent down and began to cut sorghum.

"Isn't it good to be flew?" Ye Sanniang looked at Laifu who was cutting sorghum and smiled.

"I did it when I was a kid." Laifu was embarrassed to praise and said, "Now that my hands are raw, I can do it for two days."

"So young, you do farm work!" Ye Sanniang looked at him in surprise and said.

"yes!" Rifle smiled when he heard this.

"Am I too ignorant of human suffering?" Ye Sanniang stroked her forehead and said curtly.

"Mademoiselle was born to be a rich man." Laifu looked at her with some self-reproach, and she quickly said.

"Not anymore, the world is unpredictable!" Ye Sanniang looked at him calmly with clear eyes and said, "I really responded to that sentence, there are only unattainable blessings in this world, and there is no unbearable suffering." He smiled and said, "Let's see if we're adapting well."

"Is this sorghum ear just folded back and forth?" Ye Sanniang grabbed the sorghum stalk and folded it back and forth a few times before it broke.

"It's faster with a scythe." Gao Mancang said without raising his head, "But you haven't used it, the old slave is afraid that the sickle will accidentally hurt you." While cutting the sorghum stalks, he said, "If you are not careful in cutting sorghum and wheat like this, you will hurt your feet with the sickle."

Ye Sanniang looked over when she heard this, and nodded hurriedly, "It's true."

"What about chopping with a kitchen knife?" Ye Sanniang looked at him with clean eyes and said.

"Kitchen knives?" The corners of Gao Mancang's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he stopped, he was afraid that he would be "surprised" by her words, and cut his feet.

Gao Mancang stood up and said, "Most of the people in the village pout, or use scythes. I don't want to use a kitchen knife."

"It's too much trouble to use your hands." Ye Sanniang threw the freshly folded sorghum ear in her hand into the back basket and said, "Don't you have a guillotine?"

"Guillotine?" Gao Mancang looked at her in surprise and said.

"Isn't that guillotine a murderer?" Ye Luoxing's big eyes looked at them and said, "The most famous is Bao Qingtian's three-mouth guillotine, dragon head guillotine, tiger head guillotine, and dog head guillotine."

"The guillotine I said said that the ones who feed the animals chop up the hay, especially in winter." Ye Sanniang gestured her hand and said, "This sorghum ear is cut quickly."

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