Chapter 208: Harvesting Early Rice

As soon as the pond at the foot of the mountain was dug up, the weather became hotter and hotter, and the sun was shining for a month, and there was no sign of rain.

At this time, there were already signs of drought, but no one cared.

I even have to say that fortunately, the weather has been good recently, so it is good to cut the ears of rice and dry the millet.

At this time, the water in the reservoir has not decreased, but with the planting of late rice, the reservoir will release water, and the first signs will appear.

Gao Mingcheng looked at the water in his pond, and his heart was steady.

With this water, we can ensure that the next planting of trees will not fail, but due to the weather and saplings, this year will not be planted in large quantities, at most a small amount of planting to test the water.

As for what to plant, he had a rough idea.

First of all, he contracted this hill by no means for a single industry, that is, he would not use all of them to grow sugar oranges, because it is still unknown whether sugar oranges can be successfully planted by him here.

In addition to sugar oranges, Nanfeng's mandarins also have to get a batch of fruit trees, this he has to go in person, the last life is through the fruit farmers to purchase fruit seedlings, people swear that it is Nanfeng tangerine, but after he planted it, but the goods are not right.

In addition, oranges and grapefruit of the citrus family are naturally indispensable. This can be planted in a mountain, planning to cover an area of about 100 acres, because the geography and climate here, are suitable for the growth of citrus fruit trees, so more will be planted.

In addition, you have to plant a small piece of common and commonly eaten fruit trees, but this has to be fate, and you have to buy good varieties of fruit seedlings.

For example, they are also rich in bayberry and loquat, but wild varieties can be seen everywhere, bayberry can sour teeth, loquat has thick skin and large seeds, thin flesh and little water.

There are also large fields of wild grapes in the mountains, which grow luxuriantly, but the fruits are still very sour and difficult to swallow.

In fact, if it is used to make wine, it is fine, but it needs to consume a lot of white sugar, and now white sugar is a pound of money, but no one is willing to take so much sugar to make wine.

Instead of drinking wine, the people in the village prefer to drink twisted wine, believing that it is more healthy.

"Mingcheng, someone in the village has started to cut the ears of rice, when will we cut it? I just went to the field to see that our ears of rice are almost ripe. "Many beauties wore straw hats and old trousers.

When working in the fields in hot weather, you can't wear short, you have to wear long, which can not only prevent the sun from tanning and sunburning, but also prevent the grass from cutting the skin.

The edge of some grass is like a saw, and when a person walks through it, a careless person will leave a bloody mark on his leg, and some grass is also poisonous, and after being cut, it is unbearable pain.

Gao Mingcheng casually took a straw hat and put it on, and said: "It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, just today!" It's just one acre of land in total, and it's a matter of a while! ”

Many beauties also had no opinion, and immediately put the prepared sickle and flat shoulder on the belt.

The two walked towards their rice fields one after the other, and along the way, they saw that there were already people cutting and picking rice, and the whole village was filled with the joy of a bumper harvest.

In the days when there were no harvesters, the ears of rice were harvested by manpower, holding a handful of ears of rice in one hand and a sickle in the other, cutting them all together, and then piling them together, and when they were about the same size, they were tied up in knots and carried home with a flat pole.

Gao Mingcheng and many beauties walked into their own rice fields, Gao Mingcheng looked down at the ears of rice, the golden ears of rice hung their heads modestly, and the wind blew, bringing bursts of rice fragrance.

This year's rice ears are planted well, the wind and rain are smooth in the first half of the year, and most people's rice ears are planted well, but there is a difference in yield.

Some people are superstitious about chemical fertilizers and like to use chemical fertilizers, while some people think that farm fertilizers are good, so they don't use chemical fertilizers.

Gao Mingcheng's family is a mixture of farm fertilizer and chemical fertilizer, but he didn't expect it to grow very well.

Gao Mingcheng twisted a grain of grain with his hands, then rubbed the skin open, observed the rice grains inside, and found that the rice grains were very hard and indeed ripe.

He threw it into his mouth, chewed it, and savored the taste of the new rice.

Generally speaking, the taste of early rice is a little worse than that of late rice, but early rice is more delicious when cooked, so it is also very popular in the village.

"It's ripe, let's start cutting!" Gao Mingcheng said, the first to work in the field.

He descended along the ridge of the field, and stepped on the slightly slippery field, where the footsteps sank about an inch.

If there is a lot of rain, the fields will be relatively wet, but this year it has not rained for more than a month, so it is almost dry by now.

Before planting late rice, it is necessary to open a reservoir to release water.

Gao Mingcheng works fast and well, and many beauties work neatly and neatly, without the slightest squeamishness.

Gao Mingcheng saw her buried in her work, and after a while, the ears of rice were piled up on the ground, he simply stepped forward to tie up the ears of rice, and then carried them home with a flat pole.

These ears of rice do not need to be loaded in baskets, but are directly tied into two large bundles, and then a bundle is inserted on one side of the flat pole, and they are fixed in this way.

"I'll pick the ears of rice home, you cut them slowly, don't worry." Gao Mingcheng admonished, then picked up the flat burden and walked quickly towards home.

The disadvantage of living under Niuwei Ridge appeared at this time, because this large area of rice fields is closer to the old village, so it is naturally far away from Niuwei Ridge.

Fortunately, Gao Mingcheng has a lot of physical strength and is not afraid of this distance. He carried the burden and walked briskly, like a gust of wind, and soon disappeared into the ridge where people came and went, and when he reached no one, his speed was a little faster.

When he returned to his house, he untied the bundled ears of rice and spread them out in the yard.

The yard has been completely hardened, and the concrete floor is best for drying rice ears.

After doing this, he did not stop and continued to walk towards the rice field.

Under the concerted efforts of the two of them, the ears of rice in an acre of field were quickly harvested, and many beauties straightened up with a satisfied smile on their faces.

"Let's go! Go home! "Gao Mingcheng's family is the first to complete the harvest in the village, who made his family have less rice fields, only one acre of land in total, and the husband and wife are both people who work hard.

When the two returned home, the first thing they did was drink tea.

Early in the morning, many beauties boil boiling water, and then brew homemade tea, the taste of this tea is naturally not as good as those famous teas, but there is also a flavor, and drinking tea in summer, has the function of relieving heat, better than drinking boiled water.

The two drank tea to quench their thirst, and then began to work hard.

The ears of rice have been harvested, but they still have to be threshed.

If there is a threshing machine, it is also convenient, step on one side, hold the ear of rice on the other, connect the top part of the millet with the iron tool, and then shoot the millet down.

But Gao Mingcheng has not yet purchased a threshing machine, so his family's threshing has to rely on the old way.

I saw Gao Mingcheng grab a handful of rice ears, grasp the root of the rice ears with his hands, and then smash the parts full of millet towards the wall, and with his beating action, the millet fell off one after another and burst out.

(End of chapter)