Beginning Backpack [Farming]

Although the bad season has not yet arrived, the leaves inside and outside the valley have quietly changed color. The tribe is not only busy collecting, but also all the food grown by themselves is ripe and eager to harvest.

The large rice fields are already golden, and under the cool breeze, the plump ears of rice are swaying, which is full of good harvest news.The potato stems and leaves climbing on the ground next door also turned yellow, showing the urgency of the autumn harvest.

After blasting the kiln day and night, the tribe gathered the required glass and iron window frames, and began to install the windows tinklingly, and a group of people who were idle also started harvesting food.

With the experience of harvesting rice for Shen Huaijin before, everyone can get started with the sickle this time.

After they each divided their lanes, the adults held the rice seedlings backhand with their left hands, held the sickle in their right hands, and scratched a few times with the tooth blade, and a handful of rice seedlings fell into their hands.After cutting two or three handfuls in this way, they are piled together behind you for easy access when the time comes.The cub followed behind, gathered the ears of rice together, and did some small things within his ability.

Everyone was agile and energetic, and the bent waterways fell one after another, and the air was filled with the warm fragrance of rice.

The sky was clear and clear, and Shen Huaijin could hear the sound of rice cutting coming from the opposite bank. He looked at everyone's orderly movements, and at his own side, which was a relatively small piece of rice field. The comforting thought of finally being able to retire.

Of course this is just a thought.

He turned his gaze away from the other side and began to tidy up his one-acre three-point land.Needless to say, another batch of edamame has matured, and the pumpkin he planted for the first time is also full of shelves.

The pumpkin tends to be mature, and the skin becomes dark green and very hard.Shen Huaijin pushed aside the wide pumpkin leaves, held the pumpkin in one hand and a sharp sickle in the other, and cut the pumpkin vines open.

The heavy pumpkin fell steadily into his hands.He patted the hard peel, and the echo was very clear and moving.

After collecting all the pumpkins, there were eight baskets, Shen Huaijin asked Li to pick seven baskets and move them to the cellar.

The cellar hadn't been used for a long time, and there was a dull atmosphere. Shen Huaijin waited for a long time after opening the cellar door, and then went down slowly with Li.

The two first spread a layer of fine sand on the ground, and then took out the pumpkins in the basket one by one, and piled them one by one into a cone shape with the stems facing in and the tops facing outward.

The oblate pumpkins soon occupied a corner deep in the cellar, and the piles together made the harvest even more fruitful.

Shen Huaijin patted the sand off his hands, leaned on the silver-haired orc wearily, but said in a satisfied tone, "Finally, it's time for a good harvest again."

Li backhanded his gradually drooping body, a little funny, but also a little distressed, "Why don't you take a rest? Anyway, it doesn't matter if one person is missing."

After hearing this, Shen Huaijin immediately stood up straight and glared at him, "What do you mean?"

Li shook his head helplessly, "Okay, the cellar is not boring, let's go up and talk about it."

Shen Huaijin curled his lips, passed the aisle, stepped on the steps, and walked towards the exit step by step. Just as he poked his head out of the cellar, he saw the thatched hut blocking the courtyard from the hall.

He jumped out of the cellar a few times, turned around and pulled the orc, "Li, look at when we demolished these two thatched huts, and the vacated yard can be used for drying rice."

With a more comfortable and fully functional brick house, the thatched house has been idle for a long time, and now it is a trouble to be blocked, so I took a sharp look and said: "Let's do it now, it will be dismantled quickly."

Without delay after finishing speaking, the two emptied the thatched cottage, and planned to start demolishing it.

Shen Huaijin originally thought that they would remove the thatch one by one, pull out the wood on the four walls one by one, and then dismantle the frame bit by bit, and finally hammer Go to the cement layer on the ground.

Unexpectedly, Li just stepped forward with no expression on his face, and kicked a few times directly towards the wall. In Shen Huaijin's mind, the wood, which was still considered thick, snapped at the waist.

After a few blows, half of the thatched huts collapsed.

Shen Huaijin's eyebrows twitched when she saw the orc's violent dismantling method. For the first time, fortunately, the person next to the pillow slept honestly and did not have the bad habit of kicking the quilt at will.

But I have to say that the demolition speed was really fast, and it didn't take long for the two houses to become ruins.

Shen Huaijin picked and picked on it, and took out some well-preserved dry thatch and put it aside, planning to use it to fill the hole on the side of the shed.

As for the remaining wood, it was not of much use due to the lack of size. They were cut into small pieces by the two and piled up in the corner of the yard with the same useless wooden furniture for storage in the cold season. When used as firewood.

Immediately afterwards, the two men chipped and pulled out the cement on the ground. After transporting the fragmented cement blocks, they filled the cavity with soil and re-compacted and leveled the ground in the courtyard.

In this way, the courtyard is much brighter.From the perspective of standing in the hall, the east wing is on the left, the wooden door of the courtyard is in front of the left, and the west wing is on the right. There is also an outdoor stove in front of the house that has not been removed.

Shen Huaijin raised her chin, and signaled: "Li, take down that stove, and set aside a place to grow onions and ginger."

"Row."

With a stern reply, he strode forward and dismantled the old stove in two or three strokes.

Looking around the courtyard again this time, it is really a new look.

Shen Huaijin was so excited to own a thatched hut of her own at the beginning, but when she thinks back, it seems like a lifetime away.

While he was still feeling emotional, the outside of the courtyard suddenly became lively.Not long after, Qi poked his head in from the courtyard gate, and after sweeping it, his eyes lit up.

"Jin, your yard is really spacious!"

"The thatched hut was demolished just now, and now there is a large open space for rice drying." Shen Huaijin smiled, and wanted to invite Qi to come in for a sit down, but the latter waved his hand and refused.

"Don't sit down." Qihan laughed a few times, "We are here to help cut the rice."

No wonder it was so lively outside.

Li asked, "Have you finished cutting?"

"No." Qi replied: "But it's almost done, and we can definitely finish cutting it today. We think that the amount here is not large, so we can pick a few orcs and finish cutting together to save trouble."

"That's great. After harvesting earlier, we can dry it earlier, so as not to miss the good weather."

Shen Huaijin probed his head and saw other people outside the courtyard who were about to go to the field, and reminded: "Everyone remember to put these rice in handfuls. I will pick out the rice with large and full ears and keep it. I will continue to plant it in the next water season. In this field."

Everyone knew his plan, and they made it clear one after another, and soon they went to the ground to cut the rice.Shen Huaijin and Li Bugan watched, took the sickle from the shed, and dropped it to the ground together.

Although the weather is bright and clear today, Shen Huaijin still feels sweaty on his back and thin forehead when he is working. After a long time, his back hurts even more.

But when she thought of harvesting a large amount of rice, Shen Huaijin became energetic again. She raised her arms to wipe off her sweat, then bent down and continued to work hard.

Fortunately, with the help of my companions, this small field will be harvested in the evening.

Shen Huaijin straightened her waist, looked at the large golden ears of rice lying on the ground behind her, and let out a long breath like a heavy stone falling from her heart.

The other side was actually done almost at the same time.

In the darkness of night, people on both sides of the strait raised their arms and cheered regardless of the stickiness and dust on their bodies.Li Gao said: "Today is too late, tomorrow I will move the threshing bucket out to thresh millet."

After working for a whole day, everyone was indeed tired, so they went back to their respective homes with their tools.

The next day, Shen Huaijin woke up early and took Li to the fields on both sides for a walk.I found that there is no big difference between the two sides in terms of yield per mu, but the probability of multiple ears in his small field is higher.

He picked up a handful of rice seedlings, and pointed out to Li the ears that were obviously much fuller, "How about it, after all, selective breeding is still useful, right?"

Li nodded, "That's right. It would be great if every plant of rice planted in the future had such a yield. Jin, is this feasible?" The words were full of expectation.

"It's feasible, but it will take a lot of time. It's not good to say a few colds, a dozen colds, or dozens of colds." He put the rice in his hand and the other plump ones aside, We plan to continue the breeding program next year.

He said solemnly: "It's okay, we can wait until that day."

Not long after them, other members also came out one after another, and they also took the initiative to push out the threshing buckets, and picked some suitable places to put them away.

Everyone yawned, picked up a few handfuls of rice seedlings from the field, folded them into a handful, held them high above their heads, and swung them down violently, hitting the inside of the threshing bucket one after another.

Under the violent impact, the ripe rice fell off and fell into the barrel.

After changing directions and hitting it a few times, what we hold in our hands is a handful of shriveled straw. Everyone bundles it together and throws it aside, saving it for later cooking.

When Li went out to inspect, Shen Huaijin followed the others to raise the valley.

When enough rice has accumulated in the threshing bucket, they need to pour it out, and use bamboo sticks to raise the rice in batches, sieve out the impurities and dry rice, and leave the full and firm rice to be officially collected. .

When I get really busy, I always forget the passage of time. I don’t know when, the large rice fields are full of straw and baskets of rice.

Shen Huaijin grabbed it and let go in mid-air.

The golden rice cascaded down like quicksand and fell into the basket. The friction and collision of the grains made a crisp and pleasant sound, and the smell was full of rice fragrance.

The author has something to say: Early in the morning...it can be considered as the second watch yesterday (very low voice)