Who knows! As soon as I returned to the mountains to farm, I encountered a natural disaster.

Planting wheat now is not like sowing in spring. It only takes more than three months to mature. Winter wheat takes up to half a year to grow.

The highland barley can be harvested in about March.

Zhao Yeqing was really unfamiliar with Highland Barley, so he carefully read through the original owner's notes and books, and wrote down the key points in a small notebook.

Farming seems to be a simple matter of tilling and sowing, but in fact, it has become a lot of knowledge. You can’t make mistakes in every step. If you make a mistake, you will suffer from the northwest wind.

Highland barley is cold-resistant, highly productive and matures early, but she had hardly eaten it before.

Judging from the introduction in the book, highland barley not only tastes delicious, but is also a low-glycemic and high-fiber whole grain.

Zhao Yeqing cried silently, wondering why he didn't discover this treasure when he was working as a social animal to lose weight every day.

kind! Give him a special breed!

Before planting wheat seeds and highland barley seeds, they need to be dried in the sun for two days and sterilized before planting to reduce the disease infection rate.

Zhao Yeqing dug out the seeds left by the original owner, took out the wheat and highland barley, and looked through them carefully.

The original owner had preserved it well, and there was no mold or insect infestation. It could be sown as long as it was dried.

Apart from scattering some grass seeds in the grass circles, no other pastures were planted.

In the bag, in addition to the previously sown alfalfa, talldan grass and ryegrass, there are also corn grass, large-leaf fast-growing acacia, etc... which have also been ignored in the corner.

Before, I was thinking about going home to live, so I didn't take care of it too much. Now I don't know when I can go back, so I will plant more if I can.

She planned to make two more grass circles.

There is also a wooden curved shaft plow in the tool room, which was probably used by the original owner when plowing the land.

There is also a record in the notebook, which month and date, whose horse-drawn plow was borrowed and then returned.

Now that the family has a plow and a horse, it is definitely much more efficient than when the two of them were planting rice, plowing the ground by hand with a hoe.

After Zhao Yeqing made the plan, Mu Xi's two carts of forage were also pulled back with Xiaohong.

Xiao Hong was already full, so Zhao Yeqing tied it back to the stable, picked up the tools and set off to the lake with Mu Xi.

The two of them did not go directly to the lake, but went to the top of the mountain to observe the situation.

Make sure there are no dangerous creatures near the lake before approaching.

This time Zhao Yeqing took the leftover bamboo poles from building the rabbit circle and used them to make fishing rods.

In the past, when fishing in woven cages, the size that could be caught was limited. If the basket was made small, only small fish could be caught, but if the basket was made larger, the fish would swim out.

It's different with a fishing rod. As long as the fish is not too big and the rod and line are broken, you can catch big ones.

The two walked to the lake. Zhao Yeqing looked at the traces on the sand on the lake beach, pointed and asked,

"What kind of footprints are these?"

Mu Xi squatted down to identify, "These are deer footprints. I have heard that there are various wild deer here in the meadow."

Zhao Yeqing thought of the young forest musk deer and didn't know if it was still alive.

Mu Xi handed her the hemp rope. There was no fishing line at home, so he could only use hemp rope for fishing.

The two of them each found a place to sit down. The fish hooks were made with sewing needles found in the village.

The 60 needles she originally bought online are still lying at home.

But there is no shortage of sewing needles in every household.

Especially in villages with elderly people, not only do they have needles, which are thicker than ordinary needles because the elderly cannot see clearly because they are old.

It's simply not suitable for fishing.

Fresh earthworm baits are dug out of the ground, hung up and thrown into the lake to wait.

The fishing line made of hemp rope was a bit conspicuous. Zhao Yeqing untied the hemp rope and only used two or three fine hemp threads twisted into one to make the fishing line.

Of course it's still not as good as transparent fishing line.

I heard a poem before, "The brocade scales at the bottom of the pond know how to fish, and they are prophets before they throw in the scented bait." If you want to teach fish to make no distinction between their eyes, you must learn to knead indigo-dyed fishing lines. '

It means that these fish are very smart, and you have to dye the fishing line with a color similar to the water to deceive them.

There are some wild irises growing by the water, which are purple flowers.

Zhao Yeqing picked a few flowers and smashed them with stones into paste, smeared them on the hemp rope and let them dry for a while before throwing them into the lake.

Although I don’t know if it will work, I have to try it first.

Mu Xi also thought of this method, but was stopped by Zhao Yeqing.

"Don't use it, I'll use it. This way you can tell whether the dyed rope is useful or not."

Mu Xi glanced at her, "Then why didn't you tell me not to use it and let me use it?"

Zhao Yeqing pointed to the fishhook he threw into the lake, "First come, first served."

Mu Xi laughed angrily. He didn't know who it was just now. When picking flowers, he said he would pick them for him, and then he would give them to him after he had finished dyeing them.

"Okay, you have the final say."

A reed pole was also tied to the fishing line as a float.

Zhao Yeqing held the fishing rod in his hand and leaned lazily against a big stone on the edge of the lake beach.

The lake is still as blue as a gem, and the breeze has not cracked the gem. It reflects the white clouds floating in the sky, making it difficult to tell which side is the sky for a moment.

The warm sunshine shines on the body, and there is no other sound around except the sound of wind blowing reed catkins.

As soon as he started fishing, Zhao Yeqing felt a little drowsy.

The vibration of the fishing rod in her hand suddenly pulled her out of her daze.

She saw the reeds floating in the lake being pulled downwards, and waited patiently.

When the float was completely pulled into the lake and the fishing line was stretched, Zhao Yeqing started to lift the rod.

The fish in the lake are different from the fish in the small pool. They are much larger. If you pull them up at once, the fishing rod will break and the rope will break easily.

You have to follow the fish first, slowly slip away for a while, and then pull the fish up after exhausting its energy.

Zhao Yeqing tugged on the thread gently, his strength did not feel like that of a small fish, and he did not dare to move rashly.

Follow the fish as it swims back and forth, gently lifting the fishing line from time to time.

The fish was slowly exhausted, and Zhao Yeqing found the right moment to pull the fish back to the shore.

A silver-white fish landed on the lake beach. Zhao Yeqing pinched the fish's mouth, took off the hook, and put the fish into the bucket he brought.

He carried the bucket to Mu Xi to show off, "How is it?"

Mu Xi didn't look at her and glanced at the bucket, "Wild bass, more than a pound."

Zhao Yeqing walked back happily and readjusted the fishhook.

After all, the fishhook is made of needles. After being struggled by the fish, it becomes somewhat deformed and needs to be bent and adjusted again before it can continue to be used.

Put the bait on the hook and throw it back into the water.

Mu Xi's pole also made some movement, and Zhao Yeqing turned to look.

The bend of his fishing rod was a little too big, so the fish was definitely not that small.

Zhao Yeqing was a little worried. The fish was too big and if it couldn't get rid of the hook, it would remain hanging on it.

If the fish is too big and the fishing rod cannot bear the weight, they have no way to release it. They can only wait and see their luck. The fish will either break free of the hook and run away, or they will be almost unlucky and the fishing rod and line will be broken.

Mu Xi also stared at the fishing line intently, running in the direction of the fish and slowly draining it.

Zhao Yeqing's pole has already caught two fish.

Mu Xi's fish's strength was finally exhausted.