Whose farming family has the male protagonist giving three piglets as a gift at the beginning?

Chapter 509 Food is the lifeblood of a country

Chapter 509 Food is the lifeblood of a country

"Then why are we growing corn? Let's grow potatoes instead!" Su's father was so excited that he slapped his hand on the table.

Even Mr. Su's face was red. If he really wanted to produce such a high yield, he might as well grow potatoes. The taste of potatoes is much better than that of corn.

"Qing girl, where did your potatoes come from? If you really want such a high output, why don't we go get some more and make more at once."

Seeing everyone's eyes falling on her, Su Ziling shook her head gently, "This potato is not easy to come by. It was brought back by Chen San and others from other places. They have to go back to celebrate the New Year."

"Moreover, the routes they take and the places they go to are different every time. Even if they go to the same place, it is still unknown whether they can find potatoes. Even if there are still, it will be past the time to plant potatoes by the time they come back."

After hearing her words, Su's father and the others were like eggplants beaten by frost, with regret on their faces.

"That's a pity. If there were so many seeds, we could plant more."

"It's not a pity that if we can't catch the spring planting, we can plant it in the autumn. If we plant it in August, we can dig it in November or February."

"However, it is not advisable to plant all potatoes. Although the yield of corn is not as high as corn, it is very durable. These five to six hundred kilograms of potatoes cannot survive as well as two to three hundred kilograms of corn. So, we still need to plant what kind of potatoes." What."

"And this sack, cut it up when the time comes. It will be better for planting. If you plant it again in August, the harvest will probably be even greater. When I meet Chen San and the others next time, I will ask them to help pay attention. A little, and you won’t have to worry about running out of potatoes in the future.”

After listening to her words, Mr. Su and the others had given up on the idea of ​​growing all potatoes.

"Is that so? Let's continue planting corn. I have saved a lot of manure this year, and there is a pit at the back. I estimate that next year's corn production will be much greater than this year."

"But next year we can open up more land, or ask a few people to help open up land. Then we can plant potatoes."

Mr. Su also likes potato chips. They have a dense texture and a hint of sweetness, especially the thin slices that have been fried to a crisp, making them delicious and crispy.

"By the way, I see you have so many big and small bags in your house. What are they?" Mr. Su glanced at her and asked.

"There are ginger taro, islet fruit, some chayote, and this potato. They are all planted. When the time comes, they will be planted in the wasteland opened this year. There are more than thirty chayote. When the time comes, they will be dug. A pit on the edge of the field.”

"Build a shelf for it and let it climb on it. When the time comes, if it has more knots, it can be pulled out and sold."

"Farming side?" Su's father was finally willing to lift his head from the bowl, "You don't have to farm the ground?"

Su Ziling shook her head, "No, just plant on the edge of the field. This way it doesn't take up much space. You can grow ginger, taro and islet fruit in the middle. Then we can also plant one in front of our house and build a shelf for it." It’s so convenient to just go out and pick it up after you eat it.”

"It doesn't occupy an area? Well, it's just a fight. When the time comes, your grandpa and I will cut down some bamboos, build a few strong ones for them, and let them crawl!" Su's father said these words quite boldly.

Su Ziling burst out laughing, "Dad, you have never seen how far a chayote can climb. If you give it two bamboos like a bean frame, I'm afraid it will crawl all over the ground."

"Ah?" Su's father didn't understand. "Is this chayote vine good at climbing?"

"Let's put it this way, if the wasteland you opened is entirely planted with chayote and there are no structures on it, more than thirty trees will be able to cover the entire land for you. I'm afraid the land isn't big enough for them to climb."

"Hiss!" Mother Su took a breath of cold air. She knew how big the wasteland was. After all, it was open every day, but could these thirty or so trees cover the entire ground?

"Then, how many melons will this tree bear?"

Su Ziling took a spoonful of soup and said, "Give it a decent frame, water it well, and give it some manure. One tree can produce two to three hundred melons."

She said this in detail. In modern times, her grandma planted one tree and could pick hundreds of them, including three or four baskets.

I can't finish it, so many people don't want to grow it after two or three years. It's not that it doesn't taste good, but that they get tired of it.

Chayote can also be said to be particularly productive.

Mother Su's eyes widened, "Two or three hundred melons per plant?"

Even Su's father stopped eating and murmured, "I'm a good boy, there are only two or three hundred trees for one tree, and the thirty trees will have to... be,"

He calculated for a long time but couldn't figure it out, and his brows furrowed into the character "Sichuan".

"If one tree counts as three hundred, if thirty trees count, it will be almost nine thousand. Well, if you count it as less, if you count two hundred trees, you can get more than six thousand."

After Su Zimu finished speaking, everyone except Su Ziling turned to look at him.

"How much? How much did you say?"

Su Zimu wasn't too calm either. If he could plant thousands of melons, he wouldn't have to worry about food.

Not only does their family not have to worry, but the whole village does not need to worry. To say the least, the entire Yongchang County does not have to worry.

"Six thousand to nine thousand. Didn't my sister take more than thirty trees? Maybe it can exceed ten thousand."

"One...one, ten thousand?"

All of a sudden, the kitchen was really quiet.

It's so quiet you can hear a pin drop.

Even the well-informed Twenty was stunned. He had been to many places, but he had never seen these things before, or he had never noticed them before.

If their family can really grow these things and the yield is really that high, they will be able to survive in Dazhou.

Food is the lifeblood of the country, and ensuring food security is the cornerstone of maintaining national stability.

If every household in their Zhou Dynasty grew these grains, there would definitely not be so many famines in the future, and so many people would not die every year.

"It's not that exaggerated. You still need to manage it well, otherwise you won't be able to get so many knots." Su Ziling spoke up, pulling them back from the shock.

"Manage it well, you must manage it well!" Su's father was so excited that he was a little incoherent.

"How are you going to grow this? How are you going to manage it? Tell me carefully, and I will definitely take good care of it. If it is going to produce so many fruits, our family will be able to sell melons in the future."

"Planting chayote is relatively easy. It does not have high environmental requirements. The only requirement is that the soil must be deep. We just need to apply manure and water it properly. The most important thing is to build a good frame. "

Su Ziling pointed to the door, "At least it has to be the same as our drying rack. It has to be strong and big."

"Leave this to me. I'll make sure it's solid and well-watered. As for manure," Su's father scratched his head, "our family's manure should be kept close to the corn, right?"

In this day and age, it is really hard to find manure. There is no other fertilizer but farmyard manure, but there are very few farmers who can afford to raise pigs and cows.

Mr. Su took a sip of soup and calmed down. "There is still less manure. Let's focus on melons this year. Just use less corn. Anyway, this is how we planted it in previous years when there was no manure."

"There are still a few months left. Don't worry. Besides, our family has already stored a lot of manure. This pig grows fast, eats a lot and poops a lot. There is a bucket in two days. I have thought about it. I’ll buy the piggy back soon, and I’ll have more manure by then.”

"With the retting in our backyard, it's almost enough."

Mentioning the manure pit in the backyard, Su's father nodded, "Then I will get some leaves and throw them into the pit when I have time. If you put it this way, there is really a lot of manure in our house, and the cattle pen is also pretty good. It hasn’t come out yet, but I guess there will be a lot of it.”

"Buy!" Mr. Su patted his thigh, "I'll go after the New Year and pick two more. There are so many sweet potato vines and sweet potato residues, so I need to feed two more."