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

There is not just that one peach tree in the forest. Such a big peach tree has lived for so many years. Countless fruits have been eaten, and the pits have been thrown around. Small peach trees have grown up long ago.

It's just that the peach trees are not very old, so they are not used for picking peach blossoms or peaches. The big peach trees can't be picked, and the small peach trees can't be picked.

If you really want to plant it, it is better to transplant a small one directly to get it back faster. Planting from seeds will take at least three to five years to see flowering.

Mu Xi shook his head: "No, I kept it to make medicine."

"Peach pits for medicine?"

Mu Xi placed the peach core on the cement floor at the door, cracked it open with a hammer, and took out the peach kernel inside. "This can be used as medicine. It will be good for your health."

Zhao Yeqing has occasionally suffered from menstrual pain since the extreme cold. It's a pity that there are no safflowers. Otherwise, they can give her a peach red and four-object soup. After drinking it for a while, her complexion will improve immediately.

Now there are only peach kernels, which can be effective when combined with medicinal materials from the mountains.

When Mu Xi goes to various places to cut wood and collect ingredients every year, he picks herbs he sees on the road. The inventory at home is increasing, and daily ailments and pains are cured before they occur.

Zhao Yeqing said he understood: "Then I'll get more peach kernels."

Mu Xi paused and continued to peel the peaches resignedly.

There weren't many peaches in a pack. Zhao Yeqing couldn't bear to eat a few after getting up in the morning. He thought of the idea he had yesterday: "It's not impossible to dig a peach tree and plant it."

Mu Xi was cutting lotus root slices: "I guess I'll have to wait until the peaches are out of season before digging. The ape won't be around anymore."

Zhao Yeqing thought it was okay, so he spit out the peach core in his mouth, smashed it and put it on the drying rack outside.

The water used to wash the lotus root paste yesterday has settled, the upper layer has become clear, and the white powder has settled at the bottom of the bucket.

Zhao Yeqing carefully tilted the bucket slightly, poured out the water in the upper layer, scooped out the moist lotus root paste inside, placed it on a large round dustpan, and waited until it was dry before putting it in.

It would be much faster for the two of them to work together to continue making lotus root starch. Yesterday, Zhao Yeqing was unable to make thirty kilograms by himself. Today, the two of them worked together and finished it all before dark.

Mu Xi walked outside in protective clothing, took down the already full beehive, scraped off the honey on it, filtered out the beeswax, and soaked today's dried osmanthus in it.

We have a lot of beeswax collected at home. The two of them made two lip balms when they were free last year. The skin feel is not as good as the ones they bought, and they are not familiar with the proportions, but they can still be used.

After processing the lotus root starch and almost drying it, Mu Xi noticed that the weather had changed a little, so he planned to transport the camellia fruit back as soon as possible. Don't go there after it rained and the road would be difficult to walk.

It was not good to go alone, so Zhao Yeqing put out the open flame in the gasoline barrel in the drying room, closed the courtyard door, and followed Mu Xi.

Camellia oil fruits are packed in bamboo baskets, a total of more than ten baskets.

It took the two of them a long time to move everything, mainly from the slope to the outside of the forest. They could only be transported by electric vehicles. Bamboo baskets tied with ropes at the front and back could only transport two baskets at a time. The weight of Camellia oleifera was not very light. , if they are stacked too much, the bike will become unstable.

At this time, Zhao Yeqing admired Brother Asan's riding skills very much. It was easy to carry seven or eight people in one car.

Brother Asan

When the last basket of camellia fruits was transported, Zhao Yeqing saw a dozen round fruits that were not camellia fruits at the top of the basket.

He raised his hand to pick it up and looked at it, and said in surprise: "Passion fruit?"

Mu Xi walked over from the car and helped Zhao Yeqing open the door: "Yes, I saw it at the door of a family. Maybe it wasn't popular before, so we didn't notice it. I just saw it from a distance as soon as I entered the village. It can only have one fruit and that’s it.”

For passion fruit, not fertilizing and weeding is secondary, the most important thing is pollination.

Generally, fruit farmers grow passion fruit. In order to ensure the pollination rate, they will perform artificial pollination. They will pick the male flowers in full bloom, use small cotton swabs or small bamboo pieces to gently scrape the pollen, and then touch the stamens of the female flowers to complete pollination.

The plant Mu Xi saw was not small, but the number of fruits was really small, only a dozen or so. This must be because the pollination was not complete.

The two know a lot about passion fruit. It was one of the first cash crops in the rural revitalization plan of their hometown a few years before the earthquake. Even if they didn't go back to their hometown, they would still see their old classmates posting home-grown passion fruit in their circle of friends.

From time to time, I will buy some when I am greedy. Old classmates who support returning to their hometowns to develop their careers can also see from their mouths or news reports that their hometowns have prospered due to these crops.

Zhao Yeqing was about to break one open and try it, but Mu Xi rushed to the car: "You get up first, I will move the things to the trunk, and then eat when you get home. You will eat a lot of juice now, and it will be sticky for a while." It’s time to feel uncomfortable again.”

Okay, she smashed her mouth and suppressed her desire. The passion fruit hadn't been opened yet. Just smelling the outer peel was almost confused by the fruity aroma. She didn't know how good it would be when she ate it in her mouth. eat.

As soon as he got home, Zhao Yeqing worked faster. In a few seconds, he unloaded all the camellia fruits from the trunk, pulled up the hem of his clothes, and pocketed all the passion fruits.

I returned to the kitchen and poured the fruit into the basket, washed my hands and couldn't wait to break it open.

The rich aroma of tropical fruits hits your face, overwhelming and completely different from the fresh-tasting wild fruits in the mountains.

The description is that most of the mountains are filled with Xiaojiabiyu, and this passion fruit is like a passionate and unrestrained girl.

The pulp with black seeds inside spilled out a little juice when squeezed. Zhao Yeqing hurriedly scooped up the pulp with a spoon and put it into his mouth.

I was prepared before eating it, thinking it might be sour, but the acidity in it still made Zhao Yeqing tremble violently.

Sour to the point of numbing the scalp.

It was probably because of the lack of fertilization. Zhao Yeqing took a sip of water to relieve the sour taste. Hearing Mu Xi's footsteps, he adjusted his expression and planned to trick him again.

But Mu Xi had already been prepared. As soon as he came in, before Zhao Yeqing could say anything, he said, "I won't eat it. Don't try to lie to me this time."

As soon as he smelled it, he knew that the passion fruit was extremely sour, so he would not be fooled this time.

Zhao Yeqing hummed, scooped the other half of the passion fruit pulp into the water glass, scooped a large spoonful of honey into it and mixed it with water.

Honey passion fruit tea, it tastes much better now.

Mu Xi took out the largest passion fruit from the fruit basket and cut it open. Zhao Yeqing asked, "Didn't you say you don't want to eat it?"

"Don't you want to plant it?"

Zhao Yeqing choked and stood aside obediently watching him handle the passion fruit seeds.

This thing is not difficult to grow, but if it is too difficult to grow, it will not become a large-scale commercial crop.

Each passion fruit seed was placed in a moist cotton cloth, covered with some water, and placed in a dark place.