I have special farming skills

Ye Quan woke up from the bed with a splitting headache. He seemed to have had a very bad dream. He dreamed of a demon with black wings... What the hell is this?

After taking a few sips of water at the head of the bed, Ye Quan looked out of the window, the outside was already a little green with the reflection of locust tree leaves.Feifei seems to have gone out, unlike usual waiting by the window.

"Hey—it hurts."

Ye Quan thumped his back, why did his back hurt when he was drunk?

He went downstairs slowly, Jumang was already sitting under the locust tree and started to learn Chinese characters daily, grandma was busy in the kitchen, seeing Ye Quan got up, she asked him to scoop up hot water to wash his face.

"Your friend...you got up too early."

Grandma said softly, she boiled the pot and put the noodles into the pot.

Ye Quan scratched his head and looked at Jumang from the kitchen window, only seeing a straight back.

He didn't even dare to think that maybe Gou Mang didn't sleep at all all night, after all, he didn't know whether monsters need to sleep or not.

After breakfast, grandma was going to buy a few chickens from the big king's house in the village. Ye Quan and Jumang went out with the farm tools on their shoulders. The cute bird Fei Fei flew away with grandma.

"You last night..."

"Drunk last night, did you see anything?"

Ye Quan frowned, this is not what he wanted to say, but... "Can demons get drunk too?"

Gou Mang thought of the uncontrollable resentment last night, and even wanted to bite Ye Quan down, so he must be drunk, right?If Ye Quan hadn't called his name at the last moment...

During this period of time, it is always rainy. Under the nourishment of the spring rain, the whole Baishui Village is slowly changing, and peach blossoms, pear blossoms and plum blossoms are blooming.

The peony seedlings are all strong, and Ye Quan took a special look at their roots, they are not particularly wet - if it rains for another half a month, the roots will rot.

However, the succulents in the greenhouse are not very comfortable. If there is no greenhouse to block the rain, they would have melted water long ago.Humid air is harmful to succulents.

Ye Quan was already mentally prepared, and he and Ju Mang checked from both ends, but none of them were broken.

"It's great! One tree doesn't die!"

"There are even better ones, look—"

Following Gou Mang's finger, in the corner of the shed, there are succulents full of greenery.

Ye Quan ran over carefully, whether it was the damaged Huang Li or the wilting Zichi Lianhua, the leaves were very stiff, not only came back to life, but also adapted well to this land!

"It really worked..."

Ye Quan couldn't help stretching out his fingers to touch those flowers again, his touch would be so effective for the growth of plants?

Gou Mang raised his eyebrows, and saw Ye Quan plucked two ear grasses of similar size from the ground and planted them aside separately, with his fingerprints on the pink and white leaves.

"Take a control group and see what the reason is."

"Control group?"

The heavy-duty science popularization work started again. He explained the scientific experiment method to Jumang carefully. Seeing the interested light in Jumang's eyes, Ye Quan always felt that he was doing something strange.

Ye Quan was completely shocked when he walked to the other two greenhouses.

Grandma asked me why I was kneeling to look at the flowers!There is no other reason, the state of this flower is amazing.

The chrysanthemum stretches out the paper strips and leaves, like a spirited child, shouting like Ye Quan with the light green and dark green all over the body: I ​​grow very comfortably!

Ye Quan gently touched the chrysanthemums, he couldn't believe that in such a short few days, the chrysanthemum seedlings that had changed their environment could grow so well, even better than the ones sent at the beginning!It even looks taller!

"There are still buds!"

Looking down carefully, many chrysanthemum branches have grown large and small flower buds. According to this speed, they will be able to sell chrysanthemums in less than a week.

Ye Quan flipped through the calendar on his phone and shouted excitedly. Ju Mang, who was observing the chrysanthemum, turned his head to look at him inexplicably.

"In another week, it happens to be Ching Ming Festival!"

"Tomb-sweeping Day, what is it? What's wrong?"

Ye Quan's eyes were shining brightly, the way he looked at Chrysanthemum was exactly the same as looking at money:

"These are all money!"

"Pick the heart, come pick the heart!" Ye Quan never thought that the growth of chrysanthemums would be so good. If you don't pick the heart and peel the buds, you can't keep up with their growth. "Gumang, let me teach you..."

These chrysanthemums are unique varieties of chrysanthemums, which are suitable for chrysanthemums to be sacrificed in the Qingming Festival.Ye Quan was very excited, he hadn't finished reading the book on chrysanthemum cultivation, and he was about to practice it.

"Tipping?"

"We need to supply nutrients to the buds during this period of time, let's come together."

Picking off some side buds, as well as the small flower buds on the side, Ye Quan felt distressed and had to do it, and finally collected the flower buds together.

The chrysanthemum juice flowed out, and the bitter fragrance filled the whole greenhouse.Ye Quan lowered his head to concentrate on picking side buds and flower buds, then raised his head, and found that Ju Mang was working at the other end of the greenhouse with his head lowered.

Ye Quan looked at it for a while, then lowered his head to pick it up again, the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.

After picking the hearts and side buds of the chrysanthemums in two greenhouses, Ye Quan was worried that they would grow too fast and could not keep up with the nutrition, so he hurriedly fertilized each chrysanthemum. After being so busy, it took four or five days before he knew it.

Looking at this piece of white or yellow chrysanthemums, the buds are tight, showing a little pointy color, some of them are already half-opened, and the chrysanthemums in the greenhouse are fragrant.

Ye Quan took a few photos, and asked Feifei to stand among them to set off the beauty of the flowers.

In the next three days, most of the chrysanthemums will definitely bloom, which is a good time to sell them.

Ye Quan first sent a picture to Ju Saburo on the Internet, special thanks to:

"Mr. Kikusaburo! Thank you for your chrysanthemum seeds! The first batch of chrysanthemums have bloomed, very good! (picture) (picture)"

"you are welcome."

Seeing him online, Ye Quan was even more happy, and immediately offered to buy more chrysanthemum seedlings of different varieties.There is no news over there, it seems to be offline.

Putting down the phone, Ye Quan felt happy looking at the chrysanthemums. He waved his hand:

"I invite you to a chrysanthemum banquet tonight!"

Some half-bloomed chrysanthemums in bad positions were also removed. Ye Quan was busy all morning, and when he and Jumang went back, they brought a basket of yellow and white chrysanthemums, which were very beautiful.

"Grandma! I'm here to cook today and make a chrysanthemum banquet!"

Grandma was sitting in the sun sifting through the dried chrysanthemum buds. The chrysanthemum buds they brought home were all dried, so they could be soaked in water when they got angry.

Hearing what Ye Quan said, grandma immediately responded with a smile. She picked up two beautifully blooming chrysanthemums and kept them in a white porcelain pot with clear water.

Ye Quan refused grandma's help, and instead pulled Jumang from the video:

"Take off the stem."

Jumang glanced at Fatty who was jumping on the top of the tree, and then looked again. The old man behind him was fiddling with white porcelain basins in the main room, and Ye Quan also turned and went into the kitchen.

He crouched on the ground, moving his hands slightly.

A burst of green light flashed and disappeared in the pot, the fat on the branches stopped beating, and the big locust tree seemed to tremble.

The chrysanthemum in the pot, the flower and the stalk are separated neatly.

There was a creaking sound from the fence outside the door, and it was Wang Yi who came, holding a bucket in his hand, which seemed very heavy.Seeing Goumang sitting at the door of the kitchen, he immediately greeted him:

"Is this a chrysanthemum? Couldn't it be planted by Quan'er?"

Seeing Gou Mang nodding, Wang Yi put down the bucket in his hand and made a loud noise. He ran over and squatted beside the washbasin to look at the chrysanthemum carefully.

Ye Quan from the kitchen also came out. Hearing Wang Yi's admiration, he couldn't help but proudly responded:

"That's right, don't look at who planted this flower."

"I brought you a flower pot."

Wang Yi laid out more than a dozen large and small bamboo tubes, some tall and some short, and they had been saving for a while.

Ye Quan was too busy with the chrysanthemum feast in his hands, so he didn't care about these flower pots, so he asked Wang Yi to stay for lunch together.

For chrysanthemum jelly cake, just boil the whole chrysanthemum in water, chill it in cold water and put it in a wine glass, then boil the jelly and pour it in, put it in the refrigerator to refrigerate.

Ye Quan couldn't help but laugh when he thought of the beautiful appearance of the cold cake.It would be a pity not to eat such fresh chrysanthemums.

Wang Yi was playing a funny video to grandma in the yard, occasionally mixed with the voice of Fat Chirp.Ju Mang stood at the door of the kitchen, holding a pot of dripping chrysanthemums in his hands, and Ye Quan was busy in front of him.

Ye Quan was a little unskilled in cooking. When the pork slices slid down the oil pan, he even jumped, a little flustered, but very serious.

Gou Mang flipped through the chrysanthemums with his fingers. He didn't understand what was so delicious about such flowers. They looked good, but they were hard to eat. How could they compare to meat?

The smell of meat came from the pot, Ye Quan quickly poured out some yellow petals and stir-fried them, Ju Mang sighed silently, and resignedly picked up the petals with his hands.

Human beings really don't understand, they even eat grass and flowers to satisfy their hunger.

Ye Quan didn't know what Gou Mang was thinking, he had been busy for almost two hours before the chrysanthemum banquet was served.

Grandma, Wang Yi, Jumang and even Feifei stayed at the table, looking forward to it. Wang Yi even took out his mobile phone, ready to take pictures of the dishes he brought out.

Ye Quan put the sliced ​​meat with chrysanthemum on the table. The meat is tender and the chrysanthemum has been removed from the astringency. This is what he eats.

Chrysanthemum crisps, deep-fried into the appearance of chrysanthemums blooming, the yellow skin on the outside is the dough blended with chrysanthemum petals, and the crisps on the inside are red bean paste, hot and sweet pastries.

When one came up, Wang Yi shouted, and even grandma nodded in satisfaction.On the contrary, Gou Mang kept holding his chopsticks to observe these new dishes.

The chrysanthemum cold cake was taken out of the refrigerator and placed upside down on a white plate. Layers of chrysanthemums were solidified inside the transparent cold cake. It was beautiful and magical. When pressed with chopsticks, the cold cake would shake.

"Wow, Quan'er! It's amazing!"

Wang Yi's camera shakes violently, which is enough to explain his excitement.

The dishes on the table, visually speaking, are already a feast, and the patterns are different, but the color and shape of the chrysanthemums are vividly displayed, and the fragrance makes people's index fingers move.

Even Fatty next to him couldn't bear it anymore, jumped onto grandma's arm, rubbing what she wanted to eat.