Song Tan Jishi

   Chapter 532 532. Watermelon production is not high

   "It's like this," Song Tan explained seriously: "I resigned and went back to my hometown to farm. I accidentally spent all my parents' money, so I wanted to grow some cash crops to make some money, so I planted peach trees."

   "But our family also loves watermelon, but there is no land...Anyway, when we planted peach trees, we also dug up the mountains and turned the soil, so we simply planted watermelon here, one land for multiple purposes, adapting to local conditions, extracting the essence of the ground..."

  In short, the more you talk, the more you don't make sense.

   But the one that’s not quite as good as the words, it’s obviously watermelon!

  Professor Song could no longer show any expression. He just squatted down and rubbed the soil with his hands: "Yan Ran, take a bag to sample."

   Yan Ran was stunned.

   Tang Xiaodong also hesitated: "Teacher, aren't we here to do mountain planning?" Shouldn't water and soil testing and nutrient ratio analysis be needed?

  Professor Song: …

   Yes, he forgot about it.

but…

   "Have you got the bag? Fill it with some soil first, and I will study it myself when I go back."

  The students really didn’t bring them.

  Who's mountain planning should be detailed to soil sampling, right?

   Yan Ran seemed to **** in her pocket, and found a ziplock bag: "I put the battery of the camera."

   "Okay." Professor Song didn't choose either: "Take the ones here first, let's stay here for a few more days and take a look at the rest."

  As soon as the bag was sealed, he felt a little weird again: "That's not right..." His eyes spread forward: "Why do your watermelons grow so well? Although it is a bit sparse, it seems that the output is not abundant, but—"

  He stood up and looked around: "But this vine is strong and the leaves are green, and the seedlings are in good condition."

   At this moment, Wu Lei, who was fishing and sending messages, turned around from the fence on the other side. When he saw a group of people, he couldn't help being stunned, and then subconsciously put his phone back in his pocket.

   "Then what... I'm just tired of moving watermelons, take a break..."

   After speaking, he became depressed again—it's normal to rest for a while after moving tired! What are you guilty of?

   Wu Lei himself didn't know why.

  It's okay for him to see cousin Tan Tan nervous, but why is he still nervous when he sees this expert from other places?

   Just like meeting a teacher in school.

  At this moment, I just hurriedly changed the subject: "Who said the watermelon production is not high?"

  He was exhausted from carrying around every day!

   "However, the output has indeed been a bit low recently. After all, it has been sold for so long—after a while, the melons should be harvested again, and they can still be sold at that time."

  Professor Song: "...You mean, your watermelons are still being sold?"

   "Sure!"

  Wu Lei spoke confidently: "I have such a large watermelon field, and if the watermelons are not sold, how can I eat them all?"

  He couldn't help but pursed his lips again as he spoke, thinking that if he couldn't finish eating, he would squeeze out the juice and freeze it as a popsicle.

   But thinking of this, Wu Lei felt even more aggrieved: "Tan Tan, I'm also my cousin, why can Yanping and the others go on a trip, and I still want to move watermelons here?"

   He has been working for a month, and his back is so stiff, but Lili seems to be angry, and she hasn't responded to any news recently, what should I do?

  His salary hasn't been paid yet, so he can't coax people now.

   However, Song Tan is doing farm work here, why is it that he stays when all the other brothers go out?

  Song Tanli was confident: "This is a benefit only for old employees. You just came here! And you are going to travel now, do you still want your house?"

  Wu Lei: ...house, house! Why is it so difficult to buy a house? !

  He turned his head bitterly, and went to the watermelon field further away.

   When Song Tan turned around, he saw Professor Song looking at her inexplicably: "Your cousin is the one who works at home? Your family is quite big, and the brother-sister relationship is also very good."

   The posture of cronyism is enough.

  Song Tan thought it was not true, but he couldn't say that he wanted to cheat cheap labor, could he? Simply pointing again: "Do you still want to look inside?"

   "The first ones planted under the peach trees are all watermelons, just don't step on them. They are still growing."

   "Longer?"

  Professor Song snorted inexplicably, "Is this tall? This is busy giving birth."

  It is difficult for him to maintain a happy mood. It is really that the experience of the past few decades has been subverted today, and the elderly cannot bear this blow.

   It was Qi Lin who looked at the watermelon in the field seriously, and several people whispered:

   "I remember our class, Yu Le. He has a subject, isn't it watermelon? Why does it seem to require sandy land and sufficient light... The higher the light intensity, the higher the sweetness..."

"right."

  Yan Ran also muttered: "This is not sand, it's just ordinary mud."

  There must be light, but there are too many peach trees to support it, which is definitely far behind compared with other people's open air.

  Professor Song was walking by, listening to the students muttering, feeling even more sad at this moment.

  He finally let out a long sigh: "Forget it, don't read it, and wait for the soil sampling later—let's take a picture."

  As soon as he said this, the big guys hurriedly prepared the drone.

  The buzzing sound of the drone came, and Professor Song asked again: "What do you use for watering?"

   Watering?

Song Tan took them two steps forward, and looked from a high place: "The pond at the bottom is pumped up with a water pump—but generally it is not necessary. There should be a water source at the bottom of our mountain, and it is quite humid. After planting it, it will basically It was born and raised."

   After saying this, countless growers had to kneel and cry in her peach orchard.

  Professor Song simply stopped asking, turned his head and walked outside: "Isn't there a barren mountain? Let's go to the barren mountain and have a look. How big is it?"

  Song Tan smiled modestly: "This big bowl in front of me, I made the inside and outside of the bowl."

  Professor Song is used to seeing scenes, so he doesn't have much feeling for this place, so he just commented briefly:

   "It's not bad. Around the pond, the soil should be very close, and it's easy to manage. And they're all in one place, so they're more concentrated when viewed together."

   "It's just that if you want to hire people to work at that time, you have to set aside a place for the workers to rest."

  Professor Song thought very thoughtfully: "With such a large area, you can't invite all the villagers, right? There must be a place for people to rest-you don't want to bring all the work home to do it?"

  Song Tan really found a bosom friend at this moment: "Professor Song, you are too knowledgeable! That's what I mean!"

   "Our family also makes chili sauce and processes medicinal materials. The job of the three old men in the corner you asked in the afternoon is to deal with the golden cherry seeds in the chestnut garden."

   "After the scale is expanded next year, more people will be invited. No matter how big my yard is, it won't be crowded."

  Professor Song: …

  He smiled: "It's nothing. Basically, a family farm needs to plan a building land—but you have to apply. If you add buildings to the agricultural and forestry land, you can't do it without approval."

  Song Tan thought of the branch secretary Xiao Zhu again.

  With her here, to be honest, Song Tan never worried about the formalities.

  As soon as she mentioned it, she made a decision almost instantly—these late-ripening peaches were edible, and she had to bring two more boxes to Xiao Zhu's branch secretary!

   Change a typo and nod sleepily...I can't bear it anymore. The remaining one update has not been modified, and I will update it when I wake up tomorrow...

  (end of this chapter)