The Portable Farm in the Siheyuan

Mo Bin's eyes were blank, as if he was stunned. In fact, he was studying his golden finger, which could also be said to be a portable farm.

Unlike all the time-traveling predecessors, his is not alien technology, nor a cultivation civilization, nor any system, but the island farm of his previous life, which actually traveled through time.

He was very familiar with this, and it took him several years. After his wife passed away and his children left Merrigan, he became disheartened. He ended his business and rented this island, hoping to settle down here. rest of life.

The island covers an area of ​​56 acres, and is planted with a circle of sugar oranges, peaches, yellow peaches, pears, lotus seeds, longans, bananas and other fruits.

In the forty acres of fertile land in the middle, most of the corn and sweet potatoes are planted, which are high-yield crops, and are used to raise chickens, pigs and sheep. There are five acres of rice fields, which are grown for self-eating and making gifts. The vegetable plot is used to grow vegetables that you usually eat.

Near the northeastern part of the island, two three-story light steel villas were built, one of which he lived in, and the others were used to entertain guests, basically doing business with acquaintances.

A row of modern pig houses can raise 5,000 pigs, but now only 500 are ready for slaughter, as well as 50 sows, 6 boars, and 800 piglets weighing 70 to 80 pounds.

Ahead are the chicken coops and the goose coops, which are basically free-range. He looks for food on the island. He doesn't raise ducks. They are dirty, noisy, and not very tasty.

Going around to the west, there is a sheep pen with more than 70 black goats, which are usually kept free of charge. They usually feed some feed when it rains.

Twelve wind power generation columns have been erected around the island, and the roofs and tops of the farms are all covered with photovoltaic power generation panels, which are enough for personal use.

The island was too far away from residential areas and the power supply was not available. The initial installation fee charged by Electric Tiger was too high, so he simply went on his own and bought a diesel generator set and a lot of battery packs.

There is a fountain built at the entrance of the villa. Below it is a well drilled and designed by myself. It surrounds the living area of ​​the villa and then flows into the Beijiang River.

Behind the two villas, there is an iron bridge facing the north. It is welded with the long plates of two large trucks and connects a mountain peak of more than 218 meters. This was also contracted by him, according to the red line of acres. In fact, everyone knows that it is far more than this number.

Tea is grown high on the mountain, and there are wild bamboo forests. Fruit trees such as sugar orange, longan, lychee, and yellow bark are planted on the hillside.

In relatively flat areas, corn, sweet potatoes, and potatoes are also grown. No matter how many of these are grown, raising pigs requires a lot of food.

No matter how far away it is, it can't be seen clearly. It's covered by a thick fog, making it impossible to detect it and don't know what it is.

When I looked up, I couldn't see the sun, but it was very bright. What does this mean? I can't dominate the sun by myself.

Mo Bin didn't bother to think about it. This is how novels are written. Is this his golden finger? With this familiar farm, it is easy to live a good life!

By the way, where have your workers gone? You must know that he has four permanent employees, and often hires temporary workers to harvest crops. Now that none of them are missing, do he have to do it alone?

Even the two big Laizhou red dogs that I raised were lying obediently at the door of the villa. There was basically no change except that there was no one around.

Even the speedboats that were put away due to the typhoon were fixed in the small warehouse next to the pier, which also had its own shrimp pots and fishing gear.

Mo Bin rubbed his head, thinking that he was not exhausted from doing it. However, his body had suffered a gunshot wound and had not yet fully recovered.

By the way, all male protagonists in novels can control space with their thoughts, so there’s no reason why I can’t do it, right?

I started experimenting with the hay bin of the feed warehouse. These things are made of crushed corn stalks, rice stalks, and sweet potato vines. I don’t feel bad if they are wasted.

Don’t tell me, Qidian sincerely won’t deceive me! Mo Bin almost jumped up with joy, it was really good! Sure enough, every traveler is a god-like existence in his own space. The Creator also has a space artifact. The principle is probably the same. He seems to have discovered some secret.

After feeding the animals and having nothing to do, Mo Bin began to experiment with the space. He had originally been reluctant to spend money, but now he could finally let go and transform it. It was still completely self-created!

The weeds were cleared, which saved thousands of dollars in labor. The fruit trees were pruned, the wild bamboo forests were cleared, the rocks on the mountain were sorted, and the messy mountain spring water was sorted into a stone trough to build a large reservoir. Irrigation is more convenient.

This is a tributary of the Beijiang River. It is surrounded by mountains. Hydroelectric power stations have been built in the upper reaches of both sides. It is completely different from navigation. The river water can breed a lot of good things. Not to mention the four major species of fish, there are also some high-end fish. goods.

Try to catch fish from the river, hey! It's so happy, it's like a creation god! In this way, there is no problem in killing pigs. Pick a big one and give it a try, bleed, clean, decompose, clean, divide, holy shit!

Mo Bin had a great time until lunch started being served on the train. After looking at it, he saw that the food in the sleeper car was pretty good, so he picked up his lunch box and bought one.

Today's trains are really slow. It takes dozens of hours to get from the station to the capital, which is a bit exaggerated. In the future high-speed rail era, it will only take three hours and 40 minutes.

Fortunately, Mo Bin was not in a hurry. He focused all his energy on space research. He had organized the space in order and explored many functions in the space.

For example, the climate in space is still Lingnan, and time is six times faster than in reality. For some reason, he doesn't bother to care. In other words, corn and sweet potatoes can mature once every half a month in reality!

There are also Landrace pigs and black soil pigs he raises, which are ready for slaughter in about 20 days. Without some fattening feed, they are estimated to exceed 200 kilograms a month, and there will be no problem.

Chickens and geese have no problem growing up in one month and are fully ready to lay eggs. These things reproduce very quickly if they are allowed to grow.

In this era, hunting is also a very suitable source of meat, and gun management is not very strict. There are large-scale killers in his villa, including air dogs processed and modified online, and lead eggs made by themselves. They have done experiments, and they are about fifty meters away. A black goat weighing hundreds of pounds is very lethal.

Moreover, he also bought tens of thousands of dollars worth of thermal imaging equipment and complete sets of visual anchor fishing equipment, all of which were prepared for some special guests. This place is quite remote, there is no one to care about it, and the local relations are also quite good.

With the portable manor, let alone his family, it is not a problem to feed a village. The key is to have a suitable reason and there will be no mistakes. In this era, everyone must be on guard, and there are many reports from brothers!

The Mo family's hometown is called Mojialing. It is a mountain village with more than thirty households. There is very little land for farming. Everyone relies on hunting and fruit trees for a living. I don't know how to spend the next four years. Could it be that he doesn't care about it? ? The grandparents and two uncles of this body still live in that mountain.