Poisonous Peasant 'Concubine'

Chapter 130 Planting Late Rice

With Ling Wangshi's secret assistance, Wang Yunya didn't have any chance for the whole day except for appearing alone in front of Ling Jinghan in the morning. Every time she wanted to sneak out, Ling Wangshi or Wang Jinyu would stop her at the right time. And at mealtimes, although they would meet each other unavoidably, the whole family was there, and Ling Jinghan and his brothers deliberately avoided them, so she didn't have a chance to talk to them, her beautiful face couldn't hide her anxiety, but there was nothing she could do.

As for the old Ling's house, as Ling Jingxuan expected, the old man took Ling Jiang's mother and daughter back and locked them up. After the family spent the night tremblingly, they finally realized that they were deceived by Ling Jingxuan. People went to inform the government, and while they were relieved, they faced a new problem, did Ling Jiang really contract the plague?Some people in the clan were already clamoring to burn them to death. The old man was so anxious that his mouth was full of blisters, but there was nothing he could do.

However, those things have nothing to do with Ling Jingxuan and the others, because they just handed over the jam, so there is no rush for now, and Ling Jingxuan didn't stay at home to make jam in the afternoon, but took Father Wolf's family of three to the plum forest last time, The family and Mrs. Zhao Han are divided into two groups, one group is responsible for picking plums, and the other group is responsible for cutting branches. Thanks to the Crescent Moon Spring, even if it is only a chopstick-sized branch, he can take it back and plant it in the yard. , indirectly saving them the time of digging seedlings.

"Jingxuan, is this also used for making jam?"

Different from picking wild grapes, the crowd must be scattered sparsely. Picking plums requires one person to climb up the tree and knock down the fruit with a branch, and one person to pick it up on the ground. Only when two people cooperate can they pick faster. A dozen or so people basically got together, and the father wolf who acted as the bodyguard took the two cubs to sleep lazily on the side.

"Well, most of them are made into jam, and I want to share some to make fruit vinegar. I'll show it to shopkeeper Zhang another day. Maybe it's another source of income?"

Everyone was picking fruit or cutting branches, but Ling Jingxuan walked here and there by himself, and from time to time, the cat went into the grass to search for it. The back basket not far away was already filled with more than half of the basket of herbs.

"Hehe... Jingxuan's brain is still turning fast. Compared with you, we are like elm bumps."

Hearing this, Han Fei couldn't help joking, and the others echoed with a chuckle. Ling Jingxuan shook his head and didn't continue talking. The herbs all over the mountain are like his private medicine garden. Every time he goes up the mountain, he will pick some back, for It is easy to store and enhances the efficacy of the medicine. Generally, after taking it back, he will wash it with clean water first, and then mix it with Crescent Spring water to make various pills. Of course, many of them are poison.

"By the way, Dad, don't you want to take care of the fields, why did you go up the mountain with Zheng Da again?"

After picking a basket full of various herbs, Ling Jingxuan stood up and stretched his waist. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ling Chenglong who was cooperating with Zheng Da in picking up fruits. Ling Jingxuan recalled his doubts at the beginning. Eighty acres of paddy fields are enough for him to work. That's right, as far as he knows, now should be the best season for planting late rice, and he can almost eat the rice he grows by himself before the cold winter in November.

"There is nothing to take care of. The rice fields that have just been harvested must be well maintained, so that they will have a bumper harvest next year."

Speaking of his own field, Ling Chenglong showed a simple and honest smirk on his face. It is a total of eighty acres. For farmers, what is more rare than fields?Now they can be regarded as a wealthy family with a small income.

"Don't grow late rice?"

Ling Jingxuan raised his eyebrows, shouldn't there be two or even three seasons of rice?Isn't it too wasteful for one season a year?

"What late rice?"

Ling Chenglong was also puzzled. After living for more than [-] years, he hadn't heard that rice is divided into mornings and evenings. Isn't it all planted in March and April next year, and harvested in June and July?

"Forehead"

His forehead darkened, and Ling Jingxuan vaguely realized something, and Tuesday on the other side suddenly interjected: "It is true that rice is planted for two seasons in the south, but the topdressing in the field must keep up. After the late rice is harvested, a large amount of straw ash needs to be buried in the field. , when the next spring begins, those straw ash will be retting into high-quality fertilizer to supplement the nutrition of the field and enhance the fertility. Our family has been doing this before, but I heard that other areas only plant rice for one season. It seems to be the relationship between climate and soil.”

Tuesday is a southerner, and he is very clear about the planting methods in the south. He has been living here from the south, and he has heard many things about agricultural planting in other regions along the way, so he knows a little bit about the general situation.

"real?!"

Ling Chenglong resolutely forgot to pick the fruit, and rushed to Tuesday with an almost excited expression. If it is true that two crops of rice can be planted, wouldn't their [-] mu of land be planted immediately?

"Well, but master, the climate in the south is warm, and the late rice harvest is just right at the end of October. I'm afraid it's a bit difficult here, right?" Nonsense, if it's not difficult, it's their turn?

Ling Chenglong, who had just been excited for a while, his shoulders collapsed, and he was decisive, cursing himself for being too impatient. If he could really plant two seasons, there would have been people already planting them, right?No matter how hard the management in the later stage is, I believe it will not be able to meet the farmers' expectations for a good harvest. You must know that Qingyang County is famous for having a lot of people and little land, and no one will be willing to let go of the huge temptation of two crops of rice .

"Actually, it's not impossible to plant it. Dad, if you want to, why don't we try it, maybe it can be planted?"

Can't bear to see him disappointed, Ling Jingxuan smiled. As far as he knows, in the 21st century, not to mention two seasons, three seasons are possible. As long as the seedling management is done well, topdressing is timely, and the nutrients needed for rice growth are replenished. Don't dare to waste three seasons of rice. It is entirely possible to plant two seasons per year.

"What if it fails? There are a lot of seedlings needed for the [-]-acre field, let's just forget it, let's plant it again in the spring of next year." Not daring to hold on to extravagant hopes, Ling Chenglong bent down to pick up the fruits again. Now, looking at his hunched figure, Ling Jingxuan let out a sigh of relief helplessly: "Father, you can try it with Zheng Da and Father Zhou, you don't have to worry about the rice seedlings, just leave it to me, you just need to be responsible." Just sort it out."

If the rice seeds are soaked in Crescent Spring water first, and the seedlings are cultivated, the survival rate and later growth should be relatively improved, right? "Stop making trouble Jingxuan, how can you grow seedlings, don't waste the rice seeds, besides, it's too late to start topdressing the fields now"

Before Ling Jingxuan was kicked out of the house, he was the old man's darling. He was studying all day long, so who would be willing to let him go to work in the fields alone?After being kicked out for a few years, he was in a daze, so Ling Chenglong vetoed his proposal without even thinking about it. The other people probably thought about the same thing. It can be seen from the fact that they didn't talk to him. No one was optimistic about his seedling cultivation. Even less optimistic about late rice planting.

"How do you know if you don't try it? What if we really plant it? As for the problem of top dressing, it's even simpler, Dad, quietly, the rotten leaves all over the mountains and plains are at least one foot thick under some trees, isn't it the best? Is it the humus soil? Get them in the field and mix them up, and you probably won’t even need topdressing in the later period.”

Ignoring his refusal and everyone's obviously disapproving attitude, Ling Jingxuan, who had just suggested casually before, became more determined. Rotten leaves are the best organic fertilizer, and they are very good for growing vegetables and flowers. Where will it go?If it doesn't work, he can quietly put some crescent spring water in the field after transplanting the seedlings. No matter what, he will let his father see a good harvest of late rice.

"Rotten leaves can also be used as fertilizer? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Ling Chenglong finally became interested, stood up and looked at him strangely, he has always known that this son knows a lot of strange things, such as raising medicinal fish, brewing wine, making jam, etc. He always talked about this When it was time to go, he couldn't help looking forward to it again. If two crops of rice could be harvested, the villagers would not have to suffer from hunger and poverty.

"Well, but it must be the completely rotten leaf soil from the lower layer. There is nothing else in our Lingjia Village. We can say that we need as much of this kind of thing as possible. The rotten leaves collected on Dagong Mountain alone are probably enough for our [-] mu of land. Dad, everything is tested. If it really doesn't work, we'll lose some rice planting money and waste some labor. But think about it, what if it works? Rice grown from [-] acres of good paddy fields , I’m afraid it’s enough for our family to eat for several years?”

Hearing what he said, not only Ling Chenglong, but even others couldn't help but stop their work. According to the calculation of about 640 shi per mu, [-] mu is [-] shi. If it is well managed, it may be possible to The yield of nine shi per mu is reached, and because it is late rice, there is no need to pay any taxes at all, and the hundreds of shi of grain are all their own. This temptation is undoubtedly quite huge.

"Success, I will take Zheng Da and Lao Zhou to Dagong Mountain to collect rot leaves in the afternoon, but Jingxuan, do you really know how to raise seedlings?"

Facing the huge temptation, Ling Chenglong was decisively moved. The only thing he was worried about was the problem of seedlings. No matter what he thought, he didn't think that Jingxuan could really grow seedlings.

"Hehe... Don't worry, Dad, I promise you will have seedlings by then."

Hearing this, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help laughing, when has he ever done something he wasn't sure about?As long as he buys the rice seeds in the afternoon, he can start raising seedlings immediately. He has already thought about the location. It is in the No. [-] warehouse. The place is large and the temperature and humidity can be controlled. , In a few days, the seedlings should be all over the ground.

"Then dad is waiting for your seedlings."

Still a little uneasy, Ling Chenglong couldn't hide his uncertainty in his tone, Ling Jingxuan nodded with a smile, and ended this topic with silence, or that sentence, no matter how much he said now, it was useless, when they saw the seedlings, he explained it in one word are redundant.

"Jingxuan, do you think we should buy a few acres of paddy fields and follow them?"

Everyone was busy again. Han Fei leaned over and asked in a low voice. In fact, he had always wanted to buy land, but because Ling Jingxuan said that he would buy a large amount of semi-salt land next month, he never dared to move. As soon as he said it, his heart was like a cat scratching, and he also wanted to eat the rice grown by himself.

"Okay, but don't buy too far away. It will be difficult to manage at that time. Why don't you go to the town to ask Liu Baoren later to see if he has suitable paddy fields there. Tell me how many acres you have determined, and I will help. You prepare the seedlings."

In this kind of place, only the fields can increase in value, so Ling Jingxuan naturally has no reason to object.

"Sure, then let me borrow your carriage after we have lunch, and I'll buy the rice seeds for you, so you won't have to travel alone."

"Well, anyway, children don't need to use a carriage to study at home now, you can just use it."

Both of them are quick-witted people, and they reached a consensus in a few words, and decided to plant late rice. All of them had more or less excitement and anticipation on their faces. No matter whether it was successful or not, at least at this moment they were happy in their hearts and lived their lives. Isn't that the way it should be?