Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 37 37. Fertilization of tea garden

  The red-haired aunt's delivery ability is really second to none.

  Under her leadership, old customers are willing to ask for anything, and new customers are even more hesitant to take it.

  So, when another group of customers saw the news and took the time to come here, they discovered—

   "I'm only half an hour late, why are they gone?"

   "That's right, didn't you say that everyone doesn't like Zi Yunying today, and don't buy it?"

   "That's right! I came here after hesitating for a long time. I originally planned to buy only a catty to try it out, so I can support the boss!"

  Song Tan:? ? ?

  There are still such insane speeches in the group?

  She quickly turned on the phone, and sure enough, many familiar avatars were talking about Zi Yunying's unpopularity in a serious way, as if this business could not continue.

  But when I clicked on WeChat to collect money, several of them scanned the QR code to pay 180 yuan.

  Song Tan: ...There are so many routines in the world!

  The customers also came to their senses, looking at her empty basket with tears in their eyes at this moment, and finally moved their eyes to the zi vetch cold salad in Qiao Qiao's hand, ready to move:

   "What is this?"

  Song Tan simply handed over the disposable chopsticks: "This is the unwelcome Zi Yunying."

  Several customers took a sip with complex emotions, and burst into tears instantly—

   "Next time, I will trust them to fool me into a puppy!"

   Qiao Qiao's eyes lit up: "Wow, woof, woof!!"

   Everyone was so stimulated that they had no choice but to finish the rest of the dishes with tears in their eyes, and then agreed to make a big purchase tomorrow morning, and then left reluctantly.

  Song Tan: ...Not really.

   As soon as the others left, Song Tan quickly looked at the small basket of Zi Yunying on the back seat of the car: "Let's go, Qiao Qiao, go to the express station."

  The answer on the website is that the person from other places should send it to him.

  …

  Back home, Song Tan counted the money received today, and found that there were another two thousand dollars in total, and he received it without picking more today.

  Ulan has gone from being in a trance to accepting it calmly now, and even started to plan the field:

   "If you want me to say, if you want to make money, don't feed cows or pigs."

  Song Tan shook his head: "Mom, the main purpose of planting this is to fertilize the field. This field has not been cultivated for many years, so it has to be tidied up."

   "What's more, zi yunying grows fast, so there are so many pieces of land, it is impossible to sell them all, so there is no need to be frugal."

   As soon as the words fell, Song Sancheng was carrying a **** and was about to go out. She looked at the drowsy sky that seemed to be raining: "Dad, what are you doing?"

  Song Sancheng replied: "I went to dig the tea garden. When I went to the mountain that day, I found that the tea garden over there has started to bud. The old leaves are green and shiny. I might as well apply some nitrogen fertilizer before it rains."

  For fertilization in tea gardens, it is generally necessary to dig a layer of soil shallowly before it rains, and sprinkle the fertilizer.

   Waiting for the rain to fall in this way is convenient for absorption and will not burn the seedlings.

   As he said, he looked a little secretly pleased: "I think our earth spirits this year, what they grow and taste good. Just pick more tea, it must be delicious!"

  When he said this, Song Tan also thought of the old tea garden at home.

  A few years ago, this tea could still be sold for some money. Later, with the development of the Internet, the marketing became more and more powerful, and there was not much market for tea with no brand like theirs.

  So the big guy left a few acres of tea gardens and didn't care much, and just drank it by himself every year. If I really want to make money, I will go out to work in the second half of the year.

  Song Tan’s family, because of Qiao Qiao’s state, the couple felt sorry for the child and refused to take him into the factory, so they had to keep someone at home every year.

  Naturally, I spend more time tending the fields at home.

  The moisture in the air is getting heavier, and there will definitely be another spring rain in the evening. Song Tan thinks of the taste of the tea in his hometown, which is fragrant and slightly bitter but sweet, and he can't help but feel moved.

   At this moment, he turned around and also took a hoe: "Dad, let's go together."

  Song Sancheng intentionally stopped him: "It's hard work, you're a girl..."

  But when she turned her head and thought of how hard-working this girl was, carrying two big baskets at a time without any effort, she couldn't help but fell silent again.

  After thinking for a while, he simply called his son: "Qiao Qiao, let's go and go to farm!"

  Jojo rushed out: "Are you going to plant corn?"

  …

  Chashan is still some distance away from home.

   You need to go around from the front to the back mountain, climb the path of the back mountain, and then go to the other side of the back mountain to see the tea gardens.

   A large area here, of course, belongs to Song Tan's family.

  Song Sancheng looked at the green leaves and couldn't help sighing: "The weather is good this year, and the cold spring is not so cold. In previous years, there will be snow at this time, and the tea leaves will probably freeze to death."

   As he spoke, he waved his **** and started digging a ditch.

  Song Tan really has no experience in fertilizing. Now he has learned from others and just digs.

   With every gesture, a trace of spiritual energy is also entwined on the left and right tea leaves, row by row, row by row...

  The sky is getting darker and gloomy, as if it is about to rain.

  Song Sancheng looked at the large piece of land that he had dug quickly and shallowly, and then looked at the place where Qiao Qiao had carefully sowed, and couldn't help being startled——

   "Dig so fast!"

   It turns out that this piece of tea garden has been around for a long time. If he waited until October to apply the base fertilizer, and the ravine was dug deep, he would have to spend more than a week by himself!

   But it’s only been more than an hour now, and it’s quite a big piece—even if it only needs a shallow dig with little force, it’s not so efficient, right?

  The experienced old farmer couldn't help wondering:

   "I ate a lot during this time, could it be that my body is getting better, why do I feel that the more I work, the more energetic I am?"

  Song Tan remained silent, pretending that it had nothing to do with the aura he emitted.

  Song Sancheng didn't even think about her head at all, just went to look at the place she had dug, and expressed surprise at the overly flexible **** he swung—

   "Oh! You are such a farmer! Look at this, it's fast and good!"

   "Girl, it seems that our family is still supporting people with water and soil. You see, your strength has become much stronger!"

  Qiao Qiao followed the **** and sprinkled fertilizer, while sticking out his tongue at Song Sancheng: "Daddy doesn't know how to farm, so slow!"

  Song Sancheng also snorted: "I'm better at growing corn than you."

   "Jojo, don't follow your sister, just say it line by line."

  Being busy recently, he remembered too late, and now he has missed the best season for fertilization.

  In addition, the rain seemed to be half a day earlier than the forecast, and it was too late to dig the soil.

   It can only be said that if you can dig a little more, it is a little bit, and the rest can be directly sprinkled on the soil surface.

   Turning his head to look at the tea garden, Song Sancheng couldn't help but sigh again: "If the four or five acres of tea are harvested carefully, a hundred catties of dry tea can be harvested by the end of the spring tea."

   "It's a pity that there are so many things to do in spring, and I don't have time to do it."

   Farm work is really hard, not as easy as I described it at all! Including picking tea.

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