Although the rain today is not light, it is not a particularly heavy rainstorm.

For little ones, it's nothing.

Especially since the school's busy farm vacation is about to end, it would be a shame if I didn't take the opportunity to have more fun.

So it didn't take long for Wang Zhenzhen to call a bunch of little kids from the village. There were seven and eight-year-olds like Liu Ni'er and Xizi, and there were also four and five-year-olds like Xiaosen and Stinky. Anyway, it's in the countryside, so the older ones take care of the younger ones.

, nothing surprising, I just called out more than ten dolls.

However, those who raise silkworms are mostly older people.

With all kinds of bottles and boxes in their arms, everyone came over in a lively manner.

But what is strange is that their silkworms spin silk and form cocoons very quickly this year.

It's not just Wang Zhenzhen who raises silkworms when they spin silk and don't like to eat much, the same goes for Liu Nier, Xizi and Zhuwa.

It's like no one wins.

This made Wang Zhenzhen very depressed.

The little kids were squatting there, surrounding their respective silkworm boxes, peeling rice dumplings and watching the baby silkworms climb up the silkworm hill.

The little ones didn't do well either.

"Okay, the fish that came up today will definitely be enough to eat."

"Are you going to form a cocoon?"

Everyone laughed when they heard this: "I really know a lot. I can see from watching TV that I am knowledgeable. I am far better than other children."

Second, I was unknowingly infected by Wang Zhenzhen and led astray. I felt the fun of raising small bugs and small animals. I was a bit addicted. I thought about raising and playing with them when I went back. Naturally, I wanted to learn how to do it.

Wang Siyi's eyes suddenly became bright, and she came close to Wang Zhenzhen and said: "Zhenzhen, can you share some silkworm paper with me when the time comes? My sister will bring you some delicious local delicacies from Wandao next time you come to play."

Wang Zhenzhen nodded. She was not polite at all and said with a smile.

Chen Ling walked over and kicked the brat lightly. When Ruirui saw him coming, her eyes lit up and she called daddy, then she laughed and pulled the keg to show him.

The advantage is that the investment is small, the risk is small, but the market is huge.

After Wang Zhenzhen responded, he thought for a while and shouted again: "Brother Weijun, you'd better get us some rice dumplings."

Wang Siyi glanced at him sideways.

"No, I must learn."

Zhou Weijun heard this and gave each of them a rice dumpling from the grate.

Then he tied the wheat straws together with twine, braiding them while tying them. Soon the wheat straws in Chen Ling's hands were tied together like a feather duster, or like a mace tied with grass, and the wheat straws spread out like tattoos.

Open, layer after layer.

Chen Ling thought silently and planned to write a letter to Wang Qingzhong later and start wholesale some fabrics next month.

"I raised them before. They were raised in matchboxes. At that time, kids in the city also raised them for fun. We also raised scorpions in the dormitory."

Zhou Weijun, Ding Haidong and others who came to eat could not help but be surprised when they saw the serious posture.

Then he said to the little kids: "Really, do you still drink porridge?"

"Eat the chicken? Aren't chickens afraid of scorpions?"

"No more drinking."

You can definitely make money by making money, but it is just a one-time transaction.

It doesn't matter whether you have business experience or not, as long as you have the goods, you can make a steady profit.

When Chen Ling went to the front yard, Wang Cunye and Zhao Yubao were together, and three old men were wearing raincoats, holding gourds to scoop up fish in the rain near the lotus pond.

"okay."

When Wang Zhenzhen heard this, she immediately became energetic, and then said to Wang Siyi who was still struggling to dig silkworms next to her: "Sister Siyi, do you know that if the scorpions are not fed, the big scorpions will eat the little scorpions?

It’s really interesting.”

Even the big bosses of Wandao flew across the Yellow River with excitement. Everyone’s enthusiasm for the return of Xiangjiang is evident. Cultural shirts will definitely do the trick.

Look carefully, there is still a little sparkling feeling.

However, Wang Siyi became more and more enthusiastic with her persuasion and refused to admit defeat.

"Did Haidong raise silkworms for fun when he was a child?"

The joy and satisfaction I feel when I raise silkworms myself and watch them grow day by day, from hatching to now spinning cocoons and spinning silk, is indescribable.

"Wow, we also raised scorpions."

So Chen Ling had to help each of them get a prick.

Gao Xiulan followed them holding an umbrella, then turned back to Chen Ling and said: "There are a lot of fish in the water beside the canal, and they swim up one by one following the rain. Let's cook a pot of small fish for lunch."

On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, he was thinking about letting his second brother and his wife make some spicy strips.

First, this thing is interesting. No one has raised silkworms in Bay Island for a long time. She has never seen Silkworm Mountain, nor has she seen silkworms climbing mountains and spinning cocoons. It is very novel.

"Ah? It's so cruel. I don't dare to raise such poisonous insects."

Wang Zhenzhen shook his head: "No, we raised scorpions for fun, but then they were accidentally eaten by chickens."

In the year before she was pregnant with Ruirui, Wang Susu raised some silkworms. The situation at that time was quite urgent, and the silkworm hills that the young couple made were made of grass and grids, which were very rough.

These words made Chen Ling's heart skip a beat.

There are many types of silkworm hills, just allow silkworms to climb up and spin cocoons.

Zhou Weijun even joked: "Siyi has started to learn a craft. Such a clever girl will definitely be a clever wife in the future. You can stay here and let Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang find you a husband."

The silkworm hills we make now are because there are few silkworms, and the silkworm boxes are too small to fit in the grass square ones.

Nothing is for sale yet.

Wang Siyi, however, was not willing to give up and asked Chen Ling to teach her how to compile.

This little tabby cat is about to grow into a big cat now. It is very strong. It made it anxious and scratched it. Especially Ruirui, a little kid, sat it under its butt. This guy hurt a key position. The little kid is really dangerous.

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Wang Siyi was very interested in the idea of ​​letting silkworms spin cocoons on the silkworm mountain, but she was clumsy and couldn't learn it, so she made a mess.

"Well, even if Second Brother and the others really want to make spicy noodles in the future, they must make them clean and hygienic so that not only the students will like them, but the parents will also accept them."

"Come on, follow me to get the wheat straw."

This is how Canshan was compiled.

During the next two days of harvesting wheat, I even took a break from my busy schedule to make two bean curds for them to try, which won unanimous praise.

If you raise a lot of silkworms, you can just weave some rough grass squares to save trouble or to facilitate the extraction of silkworm cocoons.

"Bah, I don't understand anything. This is the Silkworm Mountain. It is used by silkworms to spin silk."

Zhou Weijun and others chatted with Chen Ling nearby about this special year.

When I told Wang Qingzhong, I also used Sun Yanhong’s lobster shop to tell them that they had come up with some new snacks.

Zongzi can purely be used as a snack. Little children in the countryside have a big appetite. Even though they have eaten, they will soon be hungry again as soon as they leave the house.

Of course, as a careful girl, she naturally wants to do the things she is interested in beautifully.

As he spoke, he picked up a walnut-sized grass snail from the puddle at his feet. It was about the same color as a field snail and was difficult to distinguish in the rain.

"Don't be afraid. My brother-in-law said that chickens are scorpions, the natural enemies of centipedes and poisonous insects. In Journey to the West, Lord Pleiades is a big rooster, and he eats a big centipede in one bite."

Speaking of the idea of ​​this spicy strip, it was the same idea that came to my mind after I saw Lao Niwai's "Jinegar Treasure" and mixed it with spicy pepper.

Not as clean as grass snails.

Chen Ling advised.

However, she quickly put this matter behind her and happily asked Chen Ling to teach them how to build silkworm hills.

Zhou Weijun laughed and served everyone a bowl.

"Okay, sister Siyi, is the pineapple you mentioned before delicious?"

But as Chen Ling said, grass snails are much better than field snails. At this time, the weather is warm, and there are many parasites in field snails and river mussels, which eat the diaphragm.

Fish like living water. When it rains heavily, once the water in ditches and ponds overflows, the fish in the water will rush to swim upstream against the water and jump up.

"It's nothing. My brother-in-law can also cook the food in Dream of Red Mansions. It's delicious."

We can also make all kinds of satchels, schoolbags, badges, etc.

Behind her, Gao Xiulan held an umbrella for the two of them. At this moment, the little cat picked up a fish that was crackling in the rain and was about to run to the side to enjoy it. Unfortunately, Ruirui grabbed it by the tail and pulled it to him. It was like riding a black baby.

He just sat on his butt and refused to let it move.

"Oh, that's right. We, the eldest ladies of Wandao, can make silkworms. I'm not familiar with it. I'll give you a bowl of porridge as an apology."

Wang Siyi was stunned for a moment, then said: "Are you still raising her now?"

"If this year goes well, you can go to places like Xiangjiang and Bay Island if you want... then we can go and play together."
To be continued...