Love that spans time and space through the beast world

Time flies, fleeting.

Time flies by so fast, as if it was just a moment, which makes people feel a little unreal.

After more than a month, the purple sweet potatoes are ready for transplanting. Seeing the food you planted taking root and sprouting... growing vigorously... this feeling is unparalleled.

The people of the Yue Clan have spent this past month in a state of excitement. Most of the plants they planted have survived, proving that their efforts were not in vain. How could they not be happy?

Now the planting area has greatly expanded. They have not only opened up open spaces, but also opened up relatively open areas among the trees.

They planted plants that didn't need much sunlight inside, without wasting any bit of land.

Today is a particularly important day. All the free members of the tribe have come over. They have been cultivating purple sweet potatoes for more than a month, and today they can finally take cuttings.

Everyone strictly followed the requirements and helped cut the purple sweet potato seedlings into small sections for easy planting later.

A group of people gathered around chatting and chatting, and their joy could be felt from the sound of their voices.

Gama measured it with his own hands and cut the small vines into the desired length. He gave this to the tribesmen and asked them to cut it according to the requirements. This way, the cuts would be more even and there would be no uneven lengths, because Every finger is different.

With instructions, they can work faster and with goals, they will no longer be timid.

They still cherish these purple sweet potato seedlings very much, and are very careful when they come back, for fear of damaging them. These are foods that cannot be careless.

Scissors were not enough, so they used bone knives and started cutting one by one according to the length, each with his own method.

The tribe members worked for a total of two hours to get all the purple sweet potato seedlings ready, and the group headed outside the tribe.

Now the planting areas are farther away, and the nearby fields are planted with peppers and corns. These days, the tribesmen will plow the fields when they have free time. Now there are tens of thousands of acres of land, and there are only a lot more.

It was enough for them to plant all the grains, and there was probably some leftover, and they would get some more to plant when the time came.

Yu Fei heard that some fruit trees can also be transplanted and replanted, so that they can eat fresh fruits without having to pick them. They are also looking forward to the fruits they grow, which will definitely taste better than those outside.

Gama led a group of people outside talking and laughing, including men and women... old and young... all came out to help plant purple sweet potatoes.

The little cubs also went with them. Even if they couldn't help, they still wanted to see the large-scale planting. I believe that in a few years, when they grow up, they can also help.

Gama saw that a group of little guys were also going to follow, and she was still a little worried. These little guys were the hope of the tribe in the future, and they couldn't make any mistakes. She waved to these little guys.

When the children saw the patriarch's wife calling them, they immediately gathered around and stood quietly waiting for the patriarch's wife's instructions.

Gama looked at the group of little guys and said seriously: "You can go with us, but you can't run around. After all, you are far away from the tribe and you need to pay attention to safety."

When the little guys heard this, they immediately stood up and expressed their opinions, saying that they would be obedient, for fear that adults would not take them if they were too late.

"I will also be obedient!"

"We will also obey!"

Gama saw that these little guys expressed their opinions very quickly, and she couldn't bear to refuse. She just wanted to tell them to pay attention to safety and to be safety-conscious.

Gama waved his hand, "Let's go, I'll take you with me. If you promise, you must do it and be a good boy."

The older ones, Teng Ji and Teng Bei, came to the side of the patriarch's wife and said, "Madam, the patriarch, don't worry, we will definitely keep an eye on them and prevent them from running around."

When Gama saw a few people, she praised them and waved them away. She still trusted a few people very much. They usually helped look after the Zai Zai, and sometimes they would gather some grass to feed the piebald cows. , he also behaves in a decent manner, like a proper little adult.

The group of people were talking and laughing. On the way, they saw the food they had grown. The food was growing very gratifyingly green, half an arm high. One glance at the ridge after ridge makes one feel happy both physically and mentally.

One by one, they walked in front with their chests held high and their heads raised, very arrogantly. This is what they planted. After many years, they can show it off to their descendants.

...Look...this land...is what your grandfather and I conquered for you.

Each of them has a bright mind and rich imagination, but these cannot be told to outsiders, lest they be laughed at by their brothers.

The group of people arrived quickly. All these had been dug and could be planted directly. They had no experience in planting this. They all looked at the patriarch's wife and waited for her instructions.

When Gama saw the tribesmen looking at her, she immediately understood. Her daughter-in-law had taught her the planting techniques. She kept them in mind and would demonstrate them to the tribesmen later.

Gama took out a few purple sweet potato vines, went to the unplanted open space next to them, and dug a small hole in the soil with a stick.

Transplant the purple sweet potato seedlings into the soil, and at the same time deform the part buried in the soil. Remember to recess the middle, so that only a small part of the leaves at the top of the plant is exposed outside the soil.

She moved very slowly... just because she was afraid that the tribesmen could not see clearly, so she explained it carefully to the tribesmen while planting. When she saw that the tribesmen had memorized this step, she started the next step.

The depth of burial is as deep as two fingers. You can control it yourself and you will become proficient after doing it a few times.

After hearing this, everyone nodded, and some started to ask questions. They were used to asking questions when they didn't understand.

Taohong looked at this scene curiously and couldn't help but ask about planting.

Gama was not stingy and told her tribe members everything she knew.

Purple sweet potato seedlings are longer, and each node can produce purple sweet potatoes. Therefore, the longer the sweet potato seedlings are, the more potato forming points there will be, and the yield will naturally be higher.

Purple sweet potato seedlings transplanted in this way can suppress the top dominance, prevent the plant from growing vigorously (only vines, no potatoes), and prevent the plant from consuming a lot of nutrients and water.

The tribesmen are confused and confused. What is moisture?

They didn't understand. It was just that they were too illiterate. They all felt very embarrassed. They didn't dare to ask anymore, lest they be laughed at by the tribe. They just followed the instructions and saved a little face.

The transplanted purple potato seedlings have a higher survival rate and are conducive to layered potato formation. Water them once after planting.

Gamma crackle... Just tell the clan members all the things and precautions. Just remember them. It sounds very complicated, but it is much simpler to do.

I have just learned how to be a clansman. I want to teach others. I can work in pairs. This way, they can work together faster.

Everyone started to find people they knew well to cooperate and got busy.

I wish all my friends who see you good luck in the Year of the Dragon. In the new year, may you be promoted step by step and may your wealth come rolling in.