Apocalyptic Tundra Age

People are iron and rice are fresh, after a meal, Cheng Yuming is no longer the dying man, and he starts to turn around with a bamboo stick to do work.

Xu Zhonglei talks about being a capitalist, but in fact he is not a pickpocket, so he can only endure this person by his side, bb, help?Just kidding, can he carry an iron hoe to dig the ground, or can he pick up plant ash mixed with chicken manure from the earthen stove, or can he dig out the fermented manure from the smelly biogas digester?

Besides, the children in the city have never done this, so they should practice first before doing difficult ones.

So this afternoon, Cheng Yuming was still sent to the old house, to scrape bricks from the ruins, and knock off the mixture of cement, stones and yellow mud on the bricks. Every time you have a little money, you can buy some of them and pile them in the back of the house. It took seven or eight years to save enough money to build a new house.At that time, cement bricks were very expensive, so my grandfather mixed loess into the cement, which can be used as both an adhesive and a brick.

To show fairness, Xu Zhonglei was also knocking bricks with Cheng Yuming.

"The bricks in my old house are handed down from generation to generation. Brother, I'm not instructing you to do dirty work. Look at this one!" Xu Zhonglei took the blackened red brick in his hand to Cheng Yuming. Make a gesture and continue talking.

"Just this one, it was pulled out of my old house, and the color is black because four or fifty years ago, everyone built brick kilns were small earthen kilns, and they were all fired with firewood underneath, so it was so dark. This! Cultural relics! A witness to history!"

"Brother, don't lie to me, isn't that just blackened by the fire? No, there are traces of smoke and cooking." Cheng Yuming pointed to the shallow and faint traces of fire on the bricks, and said silently.

"Ahem, is this brick the key point? You are now half of my old Xu family, and the traditions of our old Xu family have been passed on to you. Move the bricks and carry them forward."

Xu Zhonglei found complete or semi-complete bricks in the ruins. Cheng Yuming sat on the side and cleaned them up. Cooperating with them, Cheng Yuming spoke.

"Brother, have you ever seen a play?"

"What drama?"

"I sang, the birds on the trees are in pairs, and the green water and green mountains are smiling. You plow the fields and I weave, and you carry water and I water the garden~"

"Who hasn't heard of this? My grandma likes it, and it's a match for a fairy."

"Brother, isn't it just you looking for bricks and I'm knocking bricks, hahaha!" Cheng Yuming's injuries have not healed yet, so he started to talk flirtatiously

Xu Zhonglei tasted it carefully, and agreed: "I have no objection if you want to be a fairy."

"I hate it~ I'm a little fairy boy~"

"Are you sick? Vomit, tui!" Xu Zhonglei was the first to lose.

While doing this, Xu Zhonglei came to talk to Cheng Yuming again: "Xiao Cheng, our current goal is to build a house to enclose the vegetable field in the wall!"

Cheng Yuming: "???" I already knew it was going to be built, so why say it again?

"I remember, I have an idea!" Xu Zhonglei was suddenly excited.

"What do you have?"

"Idea! Great idea! After the completion of the project, we will use half of the house as a chicken coop, and the other half will be used to grow the land and vegetables, and throw the vegetables over there, saving even the effort of feeding the chickens. Perfect!"

"I think it's pretty good." Cheng Yuming agreed.

He said that he wanted to grow potatoes, but Xu Zhonglei also knew that the highest temperature is only over ten degrees, unless it is in a heated greenhouse, otherwise the potatoes will not even sprout, and the things that are planted Either it will remain intact, or it will turn into mud, what a small potato turns into a dozen big potatoes, don't even think about it, it's a dream!

Technology is the source of changing life. When the time comes to put a few greenhouse coal stoves in this vegetable house, won't the temperature go up?

"Brother, we agreed, the field is going to grow potatoes, right?"

"That's right!"

"How can you grow potatoes after building a house?"

"Why not? It will be enough to light a few coal stoves then!"

"But, whatever you plant, you have to bask in the sun, right?"

"Woooooc, I forgot about this!" Xu Zhonglei slapped his forehead, what a fart there is no sun!

Xu Zhonglei's mind began to redraw the picture, and the light was easy to solve. He remembered that he had learned about the fill light when he was preparing anhydrous cultivation materials, and it was simply a magic weapon!The fill light can simulate the color spectrum of sunlight, and the light emitted is different from incandescent lamps and energy-saving lamps, which can promote the growth of plants.As soon as I got to know it, I realized that farmers and growers in the north used this magical tool to solve the problem of insufficient sunlight in winter and achieve off-season planting.

When he bought anhydrous cultivation equipment, he prepared a batch of them. After reading the information, he was so excited that he drove to the agricultural company in the county and bought a large batch, enough for him to plant them every five or six meters within his enclosure. There are about [-] left from the previous one, but the electricity problem is not easy to deal with.

He plans to make the roof of the vegetable house into a pointed shape, which can minimize the remaining snow and rainwater on the roof, so that there will be no platform for the generator.

"It's simple! Just build the generator into the roof! Increase the height, and the wind speed will be even higher. Then, build a small platform next to the wall to put the generator and battery!"

"What did you say?" Cheng Yuming was always puzzled by the fact that the eldest brother suddenly uttered a few words without context.

"It's nothing, you'll know when you do it." Xu Zhonglei was shocked that someone would talk to him, his mind was full of wild ideas, and it was hard to say, so he could only show a big brother's smile to prevaricate.

This is the disadvantage of having a roommate. Xu Zhonglei's mind is spinning too fast, and he likes to speak out and write down the results of his thinking.Having a roommate means that the roommate will ask questions, but it is not easy for Xu Zhonglei to really say something.Because after he remembers the conclusion, he tends to forget how he came to it. This situation happened several times in the office, and after being evaluated by his colleagues as "strange person" and "unwilling to explain", he was very Control myself to say the conclusion, but now when I get excited, the conclusion just pops out.

Fortunately, as long as you don't think about the embarrassing feeling, it doesn't happen.

In one afternoon, the two only found two large piles of bricks from the ruins. Xu Zhonglei estimated that the quantity he needed was still a lot short. To build this vegetable house, he decided to continue to carry forward the traditional art of the old Xu family. able.

After driving Cheng Yuming back to rest on the sofa, he went to the village field by himself.There was no harvest last year, but the villagers still planted rice. Now that the rice has been harvested, piles of straw have been neatly tied into haystacks one after another. The master set fire to the nutrients that turned into rice fields.

Xu Zhonglei didn't farm, so it was unreasonable to pull straw in other people's fields. He was so humble that he went to the campsite to ask Uncle Guosheng to ask for his family's straw. Unexpectedly, there is a lot of construction in the village now. Uncle Guosheng said that the straw in the village has long been Used up, not one left.

Xu Zhonglei owned a large area of ​​land in the village, but he turned the land into a vegetable field for the county and the town, so to calculate, there is not enough straw now, Xu Zhonglei can only do it ruthlessly, carrying a production Rough, but super huge firewood-picking basket, go to the land harvested by others, and cut the rice stubbles again. Originally, these rice stubbles would be dug into the ground by hoes to a depth of [-] centimeters after the beginning of spring. Continue to become the nourishment of new rice.

Xu Zhonglei comforted himself while cutting the stubble: Compared with taking the straw directly, isn’t there a missing procedure for cutting the straw into small pieces?

Xu Zhonglei was as tired as paper after cutting three big baskets of straw, but he still had to get up and dig the loess in the back mountain. The amount of loess was the real nightmare.

One barrel, two barrels, three barrels, [-] barrels to [-] barrels, all fell on the concrete floor of the yard. Xu Zhonglei was in a bad mood when he returned from work. Under the cold north wind, his clothes were wet again and again, and the color had changed from black to yellow. Each of his fingernails was full of yellow mud dirt, which was the imprint of labor.

As soon as Xu Zhonglei entered the yard, he was in a bad mood!

Boss and Little Paper!Those two silly dogs!Rolled over and over again in the pile of yellow mud!Whether it's the black-haired boss or the white-haired Xiaozhi, they have both turned into two mud dogs with yellow noses!The ears are covered with yellow mud!

Unable to bear it anymore, Xu Zhonglei raised his limp hand, thought about it carefully, and put it down again.