Chapter Seventy-Eight: The School Flower's Pocket Sister (Seventy-Seven)

The millet teeth were stained with red flesh, and she held her small spoon and shook her head.

The little one walks very steadily, but he doesn't speak for a long time, and his eyes will narrow into a slit when he is happy.

"Huh?" Su Mu wondered in her heart, could it really be that there are rural people's genes, so she is used to eating these grains?

Her grandson is really not a baby who usually eats Ma Ma Xiang, and like his father, he is a guy who only likes to eat meat.

"Ahh Su Zhe looked at the red lotus in the bowl and pointed to the plate on the adult's table, the baby still wants it, not enough to eat!

You Ci was happy to tease his son, "What do you want to say, baby?" Mom didn't understand. ”

"Treasure"

"What's wrong with the baby? Is your baby full? When you're full, let your grandmother take you off the table, and then play with you when your mother finishes eating! ”

The little guy's face was flushed, he pointed in the direction of the red lotus, and the tears were about to fall, why is my mother so stupid today.

"Treasure eat!"

The people at the table were stunned, and it was the first time to hear the little one utter such clear words, although two words were enough to surprise the family.

"Quick, give him food, give him food!"

Needless to say, the little guy couldn't get enough of nibbling on two pieces of red lotus in a row, and the Su family only discovered its sweetness in hindsight.

At first, I didn't look down on and didn't care about the local products, but now I feel that fifty catties is too little.

Especially after unlocking the practice of baking in the oven, you can't stop.

As long as the red lotus is roasted, the neighbors can be knocked on the door by the fragrance, and the neighbors on the same floor are still moving around because of the red lotus in her house.

You Ci called the old lady and told her son about his son's love for the red lotus in his hometown.

Let her mail a hundred catties, of course, this is a later story.

At the same time, Ke Qingguo just went home on a business trip with Lu Zhiping, the deputy county magistrate.

You Fengying offered a treasure, and used a microwave oven to give him two red roots.

"Smell it, just say it's fragrant?"

"Isn't it a smell of red lotus no matter how fragrant it is?" Straight man, he almost didn't get his ears twisted by his daughter-in-law.

In fact, the red lotus that is bitten out in the microwave oven is still worse than the taste of roasting, and there is no oven at home, and the condition is such a condition.

Ke Qingguo gobbled up two of them, and after knowing that it was a good seed tossed by his niece for his eldest brother-in-law, he sighed with emotion.

Of course, good things are habitually reported to the leader.

"Let's go, what kind of class! Let's go to your brother-in-law's barbecue stall and try it. ”

County Magistrate Lu is actually an anxious son, if it is said that ordinary vegetables and fruits, he will pick fat and thin to choose the land chief, he is reluctant to come.

But the red lotus is different, just say where the mud doesn't grow?

Ke Qingguo hit the steering wheel, and the trajectory of his brother-in-law's mobile vendors in the county was just a few places.

As soon as he drove the leader car over, he saw a circle of people in the distance, and surrounded his eldest brother-in-law on three floors inside and three layers outside.

"Boss, how long will you have to wait for this red lotus?"

"I want to buy five catties, do you have my share?"

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, I've given money, the boss I just gave nine yuan, this furnace has my three catties of red letting!"

“.”

There are about two pounds of fresh red roots, and they shrink by 20-30% when they are roasted

Three yuan a catty, an average of one roasted red vetch is about more than a dollar.

County Magistrate Lu's heart was burned.

After waiting in the car for about half an hour, witnessing the hottest roasted red weed vendor in Jiang County at the moment, Ke Qingguo went to the back door to grab one for him.

The first roasted red lotus in autumn made County Magistrate Lu taste sweet and happy.

No wonder people are crowded to buy it, and those who don't like to eat this bite must be because the red lotus they have eaten is not sweet enough!

"Let's go, let's visit your little niece today!"

He really couldn't wait, he had just returned from an inspection in Xing City, ZJ Province, and was strongly impacted.

A company that sells zongzi can be made into a well-known trademark in China.

It was also in the countryside, although they went in the wrong season, and they did not catch the strawberries that were said to be transported to the sea market by plane on the day of picking, and sold for more than 20 yuan a catty.

Look at the planting area of other people, and listen to the shed cultivation techniques told by the locals. Beautiful villas built by villagers, cars in the garage.

Who is not envious of the members of the fellow delegation?

All the way, he pondered how to develop Jiangxian's agriculture, especially characteristic agriculture.

When you are sleepy, don't you meet the pillow right now?

Ke Qingguo didn't shirk it, County Magistrate Lu has been in Jiang County for a year, and he is quite upright, he is a person who wants to do a career, and he won't cheat his niece if he helps him.

You Yujia is busy building a seedling shed, according to the seedling standard, one acre of seedling shed, up to 8 to 90,000 seedlings.

Last year was really, crowded and panicked.

Simply converted the four acres of sandy land and five acres of rice fields in front of the family into seedling sheds.

There are many people who come in and out of the house to help with the work.

The strange guests brought by the aunt of the You family, the eyes of the villagers were full of curiosity.

Seeing that people's temperament is not like ordinary people, they are also interesting, so they hurriedly came out and went to the ground.

"Mom, Dad! Xiaoyu, this is the county magistrate Lu who is in charge of agriculture in our county, and he came to visit Xiaoyu at our house today. ”

"Deputy county magistrate, deputy!" Lu Zhiping was happy, and he also made a joke, looking like a kind neighbor uncle.

You Yu was first surprised and then suddenly realized, and shook his claws with the county leaders: "Welcome to the Humble House, our family is shining today, and I have to let my grandfather collect the teacups you have used." ”

"Hehehe, the little girl is still humorous, so good!"

After a few jokes, Grandpa You lost the nervousness just now, it was the first time for his family to come to such a big official, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

"Old man, what are you doing here?"

"Oh, leader, our family is building a greenhouse for raising Moxiang seedlings, and this year is more than two months earlier than last year, and we want to have a morning market in December."

"Oh? Doesn't it mean that the colder the weather, the better this breed grows? ”

"Ordinary red rapeseed sprouts, the colder the weather, even after frost, the sweeter. The sugar content of our black sown itself is very high, but it is not informal, and it is on the market early, and the vegetable farmers can also realize it earlier. You Yu was making additional explanations on the side.

On this topic, County Magistrate Lu clearly understood the planting arrangement of 300 acres of Moxiang of the You Yujia this year.

"The seeds you left last year? Can it be the same as buying it from an agricultural seed company? "It's okay to make a small fuss, but if there is a mistake in 300 acres, it will affect a lot of vegetable farmers.

"Please rest assured that cruciferous vegetables like Moxiang can be selected and retained.

Otherwise, like Wuhan's Hongshan cabbage, it will not be able to maintain the planting pattern and taste for more than 1,800 years!

Moreover, the seedlings of our Moxiang from a young age are different from ordinary red rape moss, and when it is transplanted, the appearance is clear at a glance. ”

"I see, based on your family's planting experience last year, what are the requirements for the soil and the environment?"

(End of chapter)