Make a fortune by farming: The sweetheart of the first assistant family

Xu Ning didn't take the matter of Li Xiangxiang and her daughter to heart. She was not the kind of person who liked to make things difficult for herself. She didn't care about her deeds or her intentions. Li Xiangxiang hadn't had time to hurt her yet, and she didn't have any dealings with her. She wasn't worth it at all. carry.

Huo Yunchao settled down the little Fubao, came over with two farm tools, and asked her with a smile: "Ning Niang, there are a sickle and a pickaxe here, which one do you want to use first?"

Xu Ning took the samarium sickle and weighed it: "Mr. Sir, let me try the samarium sickle first. At first glance, this samarium sickle is not much different from the sickle used to cut wheat and rice."

Hold the handle of the samarium sickle back and forth, so that the crescent-shaped blade is close to a clump of weeds. Pull your hand back like this, and a large piece of weeds in front will be cut down. There is no need to mow the grass with a scythe. Bending down like that, the whole movement of sitting up seems easy and fast.

Huo Yunchao smiled and said: "This samarium sickle is a farming tool inspired by the sickle. The samarium sickle is better because you don't have to bend down for a long time, so it's less tiring."

He also specially asked his father Huo Tianxiang to customize the samarium sickle for Xu Ning. The handle of the samarium sickle is made of harder wood and is heavier, which is more suitable for Xu Ning's usage habits during actual operation.

The trial effect of Xu Ning was very good, and she did not forget to praise her dear husband: "Wow! My husband, this samarium sickle is so easy to use, isn't it? You see, I cut down such a large area of ​​weeds with just one pull!" My husband, you are so amazing! You have invented such a useful farm tool!"

Huo Yunchao shook his head and said, "No, no, no, Ning Niang, I did not invent the sickle and pickaxe. The real inventor is someone else. I just picked the ready-made fruit."

He is a person who cares about face, and even if he wants to be famous and make money, he will not do the shameless act of stealing other people's achievements.

Xu Ning said confidently: "My husband-in-law is awesome! If my husband-in-law didn't make other people's inventions, we might never know about such a good thing in our lives. Just like Erniu was the one who discovered sweet potatoes, and it was Erniu who actually grew them. The yield of twenty kilograms of sweet potatoes per acre and the person who promoted the cultivation of sweet potatoes are you! Therefore, Your Majesty bestows upon you the Fair and Happy Marquis!"

Huo Yunchao thought for a while and said, "Ning Niang, you reminded me. I have to write down some precious things so that more people know who the real inventor is."

He was diligent in learning and inquiring, and studied hard, so he recited the full text of the famous agriculturist Wang Zhen's "Wang Zhen's Book of Agriculture", "Essentials for Qi Min" and "Tiangong Kaiwu" and remembered part of the original text.

Xu Ning didn't understand what she heard, but she had full confidence in Huo Yunchao: "My husband, just do whatever you want. I will stabilize the rear for you!"

"Okay." Huo Yunchao didn't intend to tell Xu Ning in too much detail, so he handed the pickaxe over to him: "Mother Ning, try the pickaxe."

Xu Ning looked at the pickaxe with curiosity and weighed the weight: "Huh? How come this pickaxe is lighter than a scythe in your hand? Sir, can this pickaxe really dig rocks and pry tree roots?"

Huo Yunchao reminded: "Ning Niang, use the pointed end to loosen the hard soil of the raw land first, and then use the blade to cut off the grass roots. Ning Niang, you are strong, you don't have to hold the pickaxe high like they do The purpose of raising it above your head is to insert the sharp pick into the hard soil, and then pry out the stones or tree roots and grass roots in the soil."

Xu Ning knew how good Huo Yunchao was in farming. She waved the pickaxe as instructed and easily plunged the pointed pickaxe into the ground. She heard a buzzing sound: "Mr., there are rocks underneath!"

Huo Yunchao had already expected it: "Well, I have carefully selected this piece of wasteland, but there will inevitably be stones and tree roots in the wasteland. First use a pickaxe to dig out the stones and tree roots, and then use a plow to plow them." Go through it once and pick out all the small stones, tree roots and grass roots. In addition to the grass, there are still grass seeds left, so you should hoe one day every five days and one small amount every three days, otherwise the grass seeds will grow too fast and there will be no room for crops to grow. ... Clearing up wasteland There are so many difficulties.”

The technical experience of wasteland farming summarized by Wang Zhen has three main points:

The first is to adjust the path of the plow when clearing land so that the plowing depth is appropriate and the thickness is medium. Otherwise, if it is too shallow, it will not be conducive to removing the grass roots. If it is too deep, it will be blocked. If it is too rough, it will be too laborious. If it is too fine, it will be inefficient.

The second is to harrow with iron teeth after plowing, and harrow twice after sowing.

Third, crops with strong resistance to stress such as millet, sesame, mung beans, etc., as well as crops suitable for dense planting, must be spread throughout the first wasteland. Only then can millet be planted in the second wasteland.

Different from what was recorded in "Wang Zhen Nong Shu", Huo Yunchao planned to use this wasteland to grow sweet potatoes. The soil was fertile, the water source was close, and the distance from the road was moderate. When the sweet potatoes were harvested, it would be very convenient for transportation. Therefore, this wasteland was Very suitable for growing sweet potatoes.

Xu Ning happily shared her trial experience: "Ms. sir, this pickaxe is really useful! It's much more convenient than using a hoe to dig out rocks and grass roots before! You see, I only used three swipes to remove such a big stone." It’s dug out! It’s easy to cut off tree roots and grass roots, which saves a lot of effort!”

Huo Yunchao said: "If we want to open up the wasteland into mature land and fertile land with high yields, we must have everything from gold, fire, earth, wood, and water! The grass in the wasteland cannot be wiped out by wildfire, but it will grow again when the spring breeze blows. The large rocks in the wasteland must will damage farm tools, and the presence of small stones is not conducive to water and soil maintenance and can easily cause soil erosion.

The soil in the wasteland is too thin and not fertile enough. Newly reclaimed land must be cultivated for several years before the soil becomes thick enough and soft enough so that it is not easily affected by drought. The ground is full of large pieces of dirt that can crush crops to death. Therefore, the whole family went to work to fight against the dirt and rubbish. The dirt and rubbish were difficult to fight and could not be removed with a hoe, so they had to be loosened first and then smashed. It often takes three to five years to open up a piece of wasteland and turn it into thin farmland; but even ten or twenty years is not enough to turn it into fertile land. "

Whenever Huo Yunchao talks about farming-related matters, his desire to talk becomes particularly strong, and he can talk until his mouth is dry without being interrupted.

Xu Ning was multitasking. While listening to Huo Yunchao's popular science knowledge on land reclamation, he wielded a pickaxe to pry out stones and cut off tree roots, and was able to work and listen to the lectures at the same time.

The common people who spontaneously came over to help open up wasteland noticed this scene and gathered in a group to discuss in low voices:

"Mrs. Hou looks delicate and frail, but she didn't expect that she is as strong as the rumors say!"

"The pickaxe is really difficult to wield. No one without any real skills can wield it, let alone someone like Mrs. Hou who can chat with Mr. Hou while working with ease."

"Yes, I tried the pickaxe. It is really easy to use, but it is also very laborious!"

"Mrs. Hou is as beautiful as a fairy. You keep staring at her. Aren't you afraid of making Mr. Hou dissatisfied?"

"Huh? Did I read that correctly? That's Mrs. Hou's biological father, right? Why is he holding a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boy in his hand?"

"She is the only daughter in Mrs. Hou's family. Although she has recruited a son-in-law, this son-in-law has become prosperous and will stop working if he can't keep it."

"Stop talking! What good will it do to us if the Marquis's house is not peaceful? Do more and talk less!"

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