A few days later, on the field, Chen Fan set up his drawing board, held a pencil in his hand, and was sketching again.

Now that the members of the club are familiar with him coming out to collect style, they are afraid of disturbing him at this time, so they generally don't talk to him, and most of them are working with their heads buried.

However, not far behind Chen Fan, several women gathered together and whispered.

"Hahaha, you look at Liu Defu, he usually has to rest for half an hour after two minutes, but today Mr. Chen came out to paint, and he didn't get up straight for half an hour."

"It's not that I'm afraid that Mr. Chen will paint him ugly, when the time comes, when others see it, everyone else is bending down and hoeing the ground, so he straightens up, and he won't be laughed at to death."

"Oh, don't say it, as soon as Mr. Chen's drawing board is swinged, everyone's enthusiasm is much higher."

"That's right, it's still painting, if you change to a camera, I'm afraid it's even higher."

"That's not the same thing, the camera clicked twice and it was done, and then those old fritters continued to grind foreign workers, and Mr. Chen's painting shelf was swinged, at least for an hour, and it was a little effective at this time."

When everyone heard this, they were immediately overjoyed and laughed out loud.

Chen Fan heard the laughter, glanced back, and laughed a few times.

Then I looked down at the two little rabbits in the basket at my feet, and found that they had already reacted from their state of confusion and were happily eating alfalfa grass, so I put my mind at ease and continued to paint.

The rice seeds in the seedling field have just been sown, and the rice fields that have not yet been treated are being ploughed, and when all the rice fields are ploughed, the base fertilizer is applied, and the land is raised, it is almost time to plant the seedlings.

The warm spring breeze blew, the branches in the distance pulled out the green shoots, fluttering in the wind, the stagnant water in the rice fields rippled, and the big blue buffalo was covered with muddy water, flicking its tail, pulling a heavy rake, tirelessly circling in the paddy field, and from time to time making a dull moo.

The cattle herder wields a rope whip in his hand, pulls the long reins, and holds the plow rake to control the direction of the buffalo.

Chen Fan raised his head from time to time, looking at the scene on the field, and his mood was even happier.

Then the pleasant mood was quickly broken.

A foul smell came from behind, Chen Fan frowned slightly, and turned around with a blank face.

I saw a convoy of mules and horses coming in a row, and the stench came from the convoy's carts.

After a while, Zhang Wenliang, who was at the head of the line, grinned and laughed, "Come out to paint again, oh, it's Caifeng." ”

Chen Fan didn't answer his words, but looked at the cart of manure and asked puzzledly, "Isn't there chemical fertilizer, why are you still using manure?" ”

Zhang Wenliang simply drove the horse aside and stopped, let the people behind him continue to walk forward, took out a cigarette and lit it, took a puff, and then said, "The amount of fertilizer is not enough, just a little, and it is expensive to death." Therefore, the bottom fertilizer is still used soil fertilizer, and some chemical fertilizer is added to make flour fertilizer, and it is almost the same. ”

Chen Fan nodded suddenly, in the final analysis, it is still to make the poor troublesome.

Speaking of fertilizers, he finally got a glimpse of what the legendary "urea pants" looked like.

Now urea is still relying on a large number of imports from Japan, with a layer of nylon cloth on the outside, a layer of sealed kraft paper on the inside, and urea on the inside.

The outermost layer of nylon bag can be cut to make a pair of pants, but the handwriting on the bag can't be removed at all, even if the pants are dyed black with ink, the black handwriting is still clearly visible.

(Urea pants that can be seen even if they are dyed black)

He had seen it on the Internet before, saying that urea pants in rural areas are cadre pants, and only cadres can get this kind of pants, or more than 1 cent or 2 cents a piece to buy it at the brigade headquarters, and also made up a smooth slip, "Big cadres and small cadres, one urea pants per person, some black, some blue, that is, there are no members." "Cadres and cadres, wearing material pants, look at Japanese products in front and urea in the back, and ensure that the nitrogen content is 85 percent."

But in Lujiawan, no one wears this kind of pants, some people do it, but they wear it for others, they don't wear it themselves.

The cheapest homespun cloth is only a little more than a dime, and the better one is only two or three cents, although everyone wears clothes with patches, but to say how much cloth is lacking, it is really not.

So in Lujiawan, no one really wears this kind of pants with words, and a small number of people take the bag and change it into pants, and then they take it away and give it away.

However, nylon bags are also good things, more wear-resistant than ordinary fabrics, so the remaining bags will not be wasted, as for what to use them for, Chen Fan has not found out.

He looked at the cart of manure, which was almost black, and he could no longer see what it was.

The so-called soil fertilizer is actually the use of human or livestock manure, mixed with some forage to accumulate and ferment, and then dry and dry, with tools to break up little by little, to form small gravel size granules.

When cultivating the land, sprinkling this soil fertilizer in the rice field can play a good role in fertilizing.

In the era when there was no chemical fertilizer, farmers used this soil fertilizer to increase rice production.

It's just that this thing is good, but the smell is really bad.

Chen Fan looked at Zhang Wenliang speechlessly, "Did you deliberately stop next to me?" ”

Zhang Wenliang raised his head and laughed, then looked at him, "There is no smell of dung, where is the fragrance of grains, alas, the thinking of this little comrade needs to be improved." ”

Chen Fan grimaced, "It's one thing whether my thinking should be improved or not, if you don't leave, I'll paint you in the painting, everyone else is working, and you're smoking." ”

As he spoke, he suddenly took two steps back, pretending to look, "Well, that's it, pulling the dung cart and not leaving, and still holding a cigarette." ”

Zhang Wenliang's old face darkened, and he pointed at him and said, "You scholars are black." ”

Then he threw away the cigarette butt and waved the horsewhip, "I won't talk to you, let's go." ”

The old horse neighed, and pulled the dung cart forward with all his might.

Chen Fan laughed twice as if he had won a big battle, turned around and continued to paint.

But before he could put down his pen, a distant shout came from the side, "Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen." ”

Chen Fan turned his head to look and saw Ye Shubao walking here, next to him was Captain Yang, and there was another person on the other side, but he didn't seem to know him.

He didn't care, there were 12 squads in Lujiawan, a total of four or five thousand people, he had seen them all, and it was normal if he didn't know them.

Putting the brush away, Chen Fan clapped his hands, took out the Donghai cigarettes specially used for entertainment from his pocket, and greeted him.

After the last time the homestead was marked with a boundary marker, Captain Yang's words, he has now learned to keep a low profile, usually carrying two packs of cigarettes in his pocket, and the people of the team will hand Donghai when they come, and the cadres from the commune will hand peonies.

Before the spring ploughing, almost no one in the commune came, but as soon as the spring ploughing began, there were people coming down at two ends of three days. Either they were agricultural technicians from the agricultural technology station, or they didn't know which department leaders came to inspect.

There was also an "irrigation station" that was specially responsible for the irrigation of the production brigade of the whole commune, which brought in two diesel engines to pump water from the river that began to rise, and introduced the irrigation canal of the production team to replenish all the cultivated land.

However, it is not free, according to the planting area of the whole brigade, two cents per acre, 4,000 acres of land, it cost 800 yuan to the brigade headquarters, plus seed money, fertilizer money, which means that the seedlings have not been planted, and the brigade headquarters has spent more than 3,000 yuan.

Therefore, compared with industry, the upfront investment in agriculture is not small.

Chen Fan quickly greeted them, said hello first, handed them a cigarette, and then said with a smile, "Captain Ye went to Team 6 again today?" ”

Ye Shubao seemed to be very satisfied with what Chen Fan said, glanced at the middle-aged man in his thirties next to him, and then laughed, "I only went there yesterday, so I won't go today, I'll go to Team 7 later." ”

Then he turned around and said, "Let me introduce you, this is an officer who went to your 6th team to squat, from today until the harvest of autumn grain, you have been rooted in the 6th team, and you are also a person on the 6th team, so I will introduce you to know him." ”

He said to the smiling An cadre again, "You don't need me to introduce you, you should know, right?" ”

Cadre An immediately stretched out his right hand to Chen Fan, and said with a smile, "I know, I know, the great talent of Lujiawan, Mr. Chen, who has published articles in Yunhu Daily and obtained a veterinary certificate, has admired his name for a long time!" ”

(End of chapter)