There are not thousands of daily vegetables, but hundreds, and Luo Xueyun chose cabbage from a wide variety of vegetables, and there are two reasons.

The first is that it can be planted all year round and has a short growth cycle.

From planting to harvesting, the common cabbage can be harvested at least once a month in 30 to 40 days, with the help of the spirit liquid, which can quickly and frequently show benefits.

The second is that it is easy to operate, whether it is planting and picking.

If he is too delicate and careful like a flower, he will not choose it at all.

Of course, this does not mean that Luo Xueyun will completely let go, in addition to the farm work at home, he still concentrates on pinching and gathering spirits, forming spiritual liquid and watering it with water, and before the vegetable leaves have grown, he has already begun to tie up the scarecrow to scare the birds.

He was busy working, Luo Xuelei and his second sister came home with straw hats.

"Second brother, let's go to pinch tea together tomorrow, two cents and one tael, and you can earn more than one piece quickly."

"No, no."

Luo Xueyun replied very simply.

Just after the Qingming Festival, before and after the valley rain, it is indeed a good time to pick tea, but it is also the time when the fields are busy.

Wheat and rape have to start harvesting, seedlings have to be cultivated, and you have to hide in a secluded place to cultivate the spirit while you are a little free, and make fertilizer and growth agent for cabbage.

Luo Xuelei took out the bag of rice seeds from his hat, a very hard plastic shell, which contained half a bag of tea leaves, which is an unknown variety of authentic Maojian tea.

He picked the young leaves with the buds, so this bag looks like a lot, but it's actually a big deal.

"How did you bring it out?" Luo Xueyun asked.

Tianji has a Zhanggang tea farm, every year will find someone to pick tea, in the past, it was the people's brigade to arrange people, you can earn a share of work, but also a little tea to drink.

Not now, if you have to pay for it, anyone can go.

Therefore, the tea farm is also strictly controlled, and tea pickers are not allowed to take the tea away.

Luo Xuelei was triumphant: "I hid in the crotch of my pants, and he didn't search his body." ”

Luo Xueyun had a chill: "You go and talk to Da to see if he wants your tea." ”

"Okay."

Unexpectedly, Father Luo was not angry, but praised his ability.

"Lao'er, this tea is too little, it's not enough to start the pot, I'll get some back tomorrow."

Coaxing children, Luo Xueyun shook his head secretly.

Two or three days after the vegetables were planted in the ground, new sprouts emerged in the soil, crisp and tender, which made Luo Xueyun ecstatic, and Zhou Tianfu Qigong and Heaven and Earth Aura did not disappoint him.

After the cabbage grows five or six leaves, Luo Xueyun transplants the vegetable seedlings in dense places according to the experience provided by the old lady, and the distance between the two seedlings is at least one finger.

Luo Xueyun was a little worried, even though he had sprinkled as evenly as possible, it still showed that the seedlings were seedlings after seedlings, which showed that the spirit gathering liquid was too powerful and ensured a high seedling emergence rate.

After using all the land that can be occupied, there are still many vegetable seedlings left, and there are still some leftovers in the vegetable garden that was moved to the former self-reserved land.

In line with the simple idea that food cannot be wasted, Luo Lao Niang gave more vegetable seedlings to neighbors in the village who were willing to plant them.

This led to great side effects, and the men, women and children in the village all knew that the second child of Luo Shihe's family did not plan to grow wheat and became a vegetable farmer.

"Second guy, can I taste your vegetables?"

"Leaves, I heard that you want to grow vegetables and sell them for money, and said daughter-in-law, yes?"

"Xueyun, what does your dish look like?"

It's all a ridiculous tone, not necessarily mockery, but a little bit unfavorable.

For farmers, although vegetable farmers are also farmers, after all, they have planted staple food for half their lives, and wheat and rice are closer than their parents.

In the gossip, Luo Xueyun felt heavy pressure, and his concern for the little cabbage went to a higher level.

"Cut the wheat."

Father Luo gave an order, and the adults in the family flocked out, even Luo Xuelei was no exception, only the younger sister followed the sister-in-law to take care of Hengheng.

"How to cut the wheat yellow, cut it while it is yellow."

The cuckoo's call swirls across the sky, as if to prepare for the hot summer, and more than one family is busy working on wheat and rape in the fields, sweating with their backs to the loess.

If only there was a popsicle.

The straw hat can't cover the sun, the towel can't wipe off the hot sweat, and Luo Xueyun, who has cut down a handful of golden ears of wheat, has infinite fantasies in his mind.

The bitterness of farming is a mixture of physical fatigue, the joy of harvest, and the pain of bending over and hanging down, which is an extremely indescribable taste.

The wheat is cut down, tied up with straw ropes woven on the whirlpool of straw, and then tied up with two pointed brazing burdens, one at one end, and carried to the threshing floor.

Spread it on the ground layer by layer, use an old ox or tractor, drag the cobblestone back and forth in a circle, and after making sure that the threshing is almost done, use the sheep fork to fork the hay away.

One person pulls the rope, the other holds the baffle, gathers the wheat grains together, looks at the direction of the wind, a wooden shovel is raised, and the natural wind blows away the fine dead grass, leaving a relatively pure wheat grain.

At this point, you can bag it, but it's not over yet.

When you get home, you have to find a clean and flat place to dry at the door.

The threshing floor is communal, and you have to queue up for threshing, so there is not so much space.

Luo Xueyun really experienced the harvest in the real sense, the big farmer was busy, and the whole person's feelings could not be described in words, almost all of them were tired to the point of prostration, drinking cold water one by one, and sweating one by one.

In addition to the tiredness, there are also things that make him excited, after more than 20 days, the cabbage with excellent performance has ripened and is ready to be picked.

Although the name of the cabbage is cabbage, the leaves are actually green, and only the roots are white, which is probably a kind of cabbage, and the name continues.

The cabbage planted by Luo Xueyun is two or three high, the roots are full, the leaves are watery, and they feel full of vitality at a glance.

He picks some of the best and takes them home to taste.

"So big?"

The eldest sister was taken aback when she saw the little cabbage brought back by Luo Xueyun: "In the past, what my mother planted was only as high as a palm, and you are almost as long as Hengheng's arm." ”

Luo Lao Niang came over, weighed it carefully, and said strangely: "I really let you plant it." ”

Father Luo said lightly: "As soon as the little cabbage is harvested, at least two thousand catties will be up, you are still in a hurry how to sell it, don't be too happy." ”

"I'll go to the city in the next two days."

"When the time comes, I will ask you Uncle Cao Liang to come with you, he will go south and north, see a lot, and know the situation."

Cao Guoliang?

He was afraid that he had seen too much, and before the land was divided, when his personal business was still vague, he dared to run to the city and to other places, looking for him for fear of being killed.

Luo Xueyun nodded on the surface, but secretly remembered the joke introduced by an acquaintance to add two thousand, and made up his mind to do it himself.

After dinner, Luo Xueyun quietly ran to the ground, took advantage of the moonlight, picked the big and verdant cabbage, and put it into the storage space.

I picked about 3,000 of them in one go.

Anyway, the storage space can be kept fresh, not afraid of damage, early and late picking.

It was night, and when the sky was far from dawn, Luo Xueyun woke up his younger brother.

"Second brother, I'm sleepy, what are you doing?" Luo Xuelei said in a daze.

"Get up and follow me to the courtyard."

Luo Xueyun pulled Luo Xuelei up and asked him to plug in the courtyard door.

"Get up tomorrow, you tell me again, just say that I am going to the city and will come back in the afternoon."

"Good, good."

Luo Xuelei didn't wake up at all, plugged on the courtyard door in a daze, and went back to sleep.

Looking at the moonlight, Luo Xueyun strode towards the county seat.