"A rain has faded again." Zhang Yang brought the porridge out and looked at the sky outside: "It's bright, and where can the rain come from in the clear sky?"

"This rain can fall easily, that's not a natural disaster."

Zhang Dazhu had a premonition about the assumption of this stormy day.

God won't spare anyone so easily.

Not to mention yesterday, I guess people will often see hope in the future, and finally despair.

The most desperate person is probably Mr. Lin’s house.

"The eldest and second brother are injured?"

"No, let Xiaolu bandage it. The medicine is not complete. Xiaolu still looked for the back mountain with a torch for a long time."

"That's really unlucky!"

The couple talked about the Lin family.

"Dad, why don't you do what you told you?"

"What did you say?" Zhang Dazhuhu was caught in his youngest son.

I say countless words a day, but who knows which one is?

Sometimes I have to guess what he said is not stupid, so I have to guess what he said?

"I said, I learned from Sister Xiaolan's deep cultivation and careful cultivation of our fields, taking out the drainage ditches to plant wheat and rapeseed." Zhang Laifu said: "You must believe her. She is amazing. What she says can be done."

Xu Xinlan sneezes at home for no reason, thinking that she was catching a cold.

Zhang Yang looked at her younger son and felt thrust in her heart.

Forget it, Hong Fu was hooked away by the soul, but this little brat, Lai Fu, even regarded her words as an imperial edict.

You have to learn everything you do.

"I didn't want to do it before, but now the rain can't come down for a while. I'm idle, so let's learn to do it like her." Zhang Muzhu said: "I hope it's really a harvest."

Not to mention too much, a little more than two or three hundred kilograms of wheat can be enough for a mu of land.

She said that it may be feasible to plant fields for two seasons.

"It's just that there is not enough fertilizer." Zhang Yang said: "I didn't dare to raise pigs in heaven, and there is not enough manure."

The crops are all based on manure. They are not easy to sow and wait for harvest, but they also have to be carefully managed and served.

"It's not that I can't solve this problem." Zhang Dazhu looked at the wind blew all over the ground last night: "If these are burned, they will be ashes, and ashes will be fat."

If you have fat, you can naturally increase the sowing area.

The same problem is also underway for the Hewan Xu family.

"Si Girl, what are you doing?" Seeing Xu Xin pulling all the leaves, bamboo leaves and the like to a bunch of them, Mo asked her.

"Burn fire and accumulate fertilizer." Xu Xinlan now turned into a cleaner, cleaning the sanitation in front of and behind the house, and burned two piles of dead branches and leaves.

Still struggling in the bamboo forest.

Not to mention, it is probably because the river besides are not living in people for many years. The leaves in the bamboo forest are more than one foot thick, and the ones below are rotten. These are burned after being burned.

"I will use the five acres of land to grow wheat this year, and fertilizer is a big problem."

Mo didn't understand, Xu Xinlan nodded after explaining.

"You girl are smart, and you saw this in the book?"

Mo didn't know when there would be such books to read in the library in the palace.

"No, this was what Ye Dawei told me when he was watching Uncle Ye's house burning ashes at the Ye family last year."

In fact, Xu Xinlan just told a lie.

People in the countryside habitually pile up dead branches and leaves together and burn them into ashes. When planting crops, they can save a lot of trouble after throwing a handful of ashes.

Xu Xinlan also knows that her family lacks fat.

"You said that the crops are not good enough, so what about the Han family? "

How to solve this big problem.

"Mother, you didn't pay attention to it." Xu Xinlan smiled and said, "There are cesspools in the corners of their fields. Every time they come to work, there are carriages that are fragrant in the night. If you don't guess, there will be no shortage of fat in the Han family in the town."

All shipped here!

Mo was a little disgusted when he thought of this problem.

I remember that there were people in the palace who had been sleeping late at night, but I don’t know that the country people even regarded this as a treasure.

"No, my mother, I heard that some adults teach their children that they have to stool and urinate on their own fields. This is the reason why they don't flow into the fields of outsiders."

"Stop talking." Liu was so disgusting: "Si Girl, you are really the daughter of a farmer."

"Er Niang, I think this is a compliment to me." Xu Xinchen laughed out loud.

Mo was so amused that he was a farmer, and it was really incredible that he could discuss this issue seriously.

The people of Xialiba really did not avoid anything, and they were very direct.

Xu Xinlan is most concerned about fertilizer issues.

Today, four piles of bamboo leaves and weeds were burned into ashes.

Then I took water at home and poured it on and piled it up there.

After waiting for the rain for a day and a night, Ye Jiarong decided to start planting wheat.

On the third day after the strong wind, Xu Xinlan started to sow autumn.

I picked half a bucket of underwater at home, dug a nest to water it, then ordered wheat seeds, and finally threw a handful of ash.

When Mo Shi saw her reaching out to find Heihei Hui, she felt sad again.

Master, you have seen it all. In order to survive, the Si Yatou really took on the burden you gave him.

"Hey, Miss Xu, have you planted wheat?"

Some people from other villages came in to fetch water and saw her and said in surprise: "If there is no water, you will waste seeds if you plant it. It's better to grind the flour and have a meal."

"Uncle, do you think I can do this?"

The called uncle looked at what she did and thought why didn't it work?

"I think I can keep foot washing water, dishwashing water and so on at home. I can plant a nest of wheat, and plant some every day, otherwise it will take a long time to plant the wheat.

"Miss Xu's method is good. I heard that Lord Yang advocates this way. Let's plant it when we go home."

"That's right, it's another year after a season. You can't starve anymore, otherwise you'll die."

Several people from other villages were talking.

They were even more surprised when they saw clearly that Xu Xinlan was not the soil but the field.

"You can plant the fields and soil, and you can also try it."

Ye Dayu only learned that when he was helping people outside, the people from other villages also picked up Xu Xinlan's cheapness.

"You said that people are willing to do it, but our own village is indifferent. In fact, Xiaolan's method works."

"Then let everyone plant it." Chen's family is also a great person: "I heard that Xiaolu said that there are several families in Chenjiashan who are willing to plant it."

"Yes, seeds, at most, you will lose some labor and seed money." Ye Daxiu said: "You have to try it. It would be stupid to give up before you try it. The cost of trial and error is not high!"

Ye Dayu was speechless, and the people in Murakami agreed to it well.

In the end, there were not many companies willing to learn, because they felt that the heavenly stems would have the opportunity to collect food.

Rather than wasting your efforts, it would be better not to do it at the beginning.

However, when Manager Han heard about the news, he asked all 100 acres of land to grow wheat in this way.
Chapter completed!