In the evening, when Jing Xiaotian went out to ride his horse, he found that the trees in the village had begun to turn green, with moist branches and swollen buds, full of charm.
Seeing the remaining snow melting and the spring breeze blowing, Jing Xiaotian felt that the time to raise rice seedlings had come.
As for whether the seedlings can be well cultivated here, that will only be known after doing it.
After returning home, Jing Xiaotian began to prepare step by step according to the steps in memory.
After a series of treatments such as sun-drying, salt-water seed selection, seed soaking, and germination, the rice seeds finally exposed their bud cones.
More than ten days have passed.
These days, while Jing Xiaotian was processing the seeds, he asked Azhong to make some seedling trays with wooden boards.
He also prepared nutrient soil in proportion with peat soil, decomposed horse manure and forest soil.
After being exposed to the sun for many days and disinfected, he put it into Seedling trays are available for later use.
The day before sowing, Jing Xiaotian watered the seedling tray thoroughly and set aside.
Early the next morning, Jing Xiaotian carefully sprinkled the rice seeds that had split open and bud cones into the seedling tray, trying to sow them evenly.
Then, he covered them with a thin layer of soil to cover the seeds. of seeds.
After planting, she picked up the wooden shower head that Uncle Azhong made according to her wishes and poured water patiently, for fear of accidentally washing the soil into an uneven layer.
After finishing all this, Jing Xiaotian breathed a long sigh of relief, waiting for the seedlings to emerge with anxiety and hope.
In addition to practicing swordsmanship, reading, and writing every day, she spent time in the nursery in the west courtyard diligently checking the temperature, moisture, light, ventilation and other environmental conditions.
Within a few days, the young seedlings sprouted out.
Jing Xiaotian stood beside the seedling box excitedly, seeing the rice seedlings pushing up against the soil and embracing the sunshine unstoppably.
She could even hear the seedlings breaking through the ground.
And the sound comes out.
Vigorous life always carries a kind of magic power that moves people inexplicably, makes people feel infinite pity, and makes people feel unspeakable hope.
Jing Xiaotian stood here blankly, his eyes wet unknowingly.
These days, seeing the green and crispy rice seedlings, scurrying up one day at a time, Jing Xiaotian's heart is filled with joy.
The soft, glutinous, glossy and fragrant fragrant rice in his memory comes into his dreams from time to time.
Makes one's mouth water.
Azhong also wandered around these seedlings all day long, but he couldn't figure out what to do next.
He had to wait for Jing Xiaotian's order before he took action immediately.
One morning, when Jing Xiaotian was looking at the seedlings in the nursery, Zhao Dan suddenly came back.
He still looked nonchalant and came to Jing Xiaotian's side.
He squinted at the seedlings in front of him and asked hesitantly. : "This can't be rice, right?"
"You know him?"
When Jing Xiaotian heard this, he immediately stared at Zhao Dan with sharp eyes.
Zhao Dan stared back at Jing Xiaotian, tilted his mouth, and smiled evilly: "Why shouldn't I know this thing?"
As he spoke, he suddenly lowered his voice and leaned into Jing Xiaotian: "Tell me, where did this come from?"
Zhao Dan's posture gave Jing Xiaotian a sense of oppression.
She turned sideways, glanced at Zhao Dan, her eyes were quite warning, and said coldly: "Why should I tell you."
Then, he reached out and picked up Zhao Dan's ears and stretched his head away.
Zhao Dan shouted exaggeratedly: "Ouch, ouch, why are you like this?
Is this how you welcome me back?"
"If you scream louder, Uncle Azhong will be alarmed, and I will tell him that you are bullying me and let him drive you out with a stick."
Jing Xiaotian said with a straight face.
"Auntie, I didn't offend you, what are you doing?"
Zhao Dan said innocently, rolled his eyes, and smiled evilly: "Is it because you thought I came back late, so you deliberately got angry and punished me?"
"Just keep it in your heart for being sentimental.
If you say it out loud, others will laugh out loud."
Jing Xiaotian said, turned and left.
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"What do you mean?
I wanted to show off my new invention, really."
Zhao Dan was very disappointed when he saw Jing Xiaotian just leaving.
He said angrily, waved his hand, and returned to his room.
Jing Xiaotian called Uncle Azhong and went to the fields together to see how the fields were being sorted.
Although Jing Xiaotian did not tell Uncle Azhong what to do, Uncle Azhong had already plowed the soil and made neat ridges based on his own experience.
When Jing Xiaotian saw this, he couldn't help but secretly praise him: Uncle Azhong is really a hard-working and caring person.
He can regard the Lin family as his own home.
He will naturally take the lead in doing anything without being asked.
Jing Xiaotian wandered around the field for a long time, and finally selected a field near a stream and said: "Uncle Azhong, level this field without making ridges.
Bring in the stream water and flood it so that the water in the field can be filled."
When accumulated, the depth should be about one and a half palms of your hand."
"Okay, is this one acre of land enough?"
Azhong asked.
"It's almost there.
There are too few seeds, so we can only plant these first.
Leave more seeds in autumn and plant them again."
Jing Xiaotian said with a little regret, but in his heart he was looking forward to when he could dream back to the farm again.
He would definitely bring more.
Good stuff coming.
Azhong is a person who hates work.
He always wants to finish his work in one go.
After hearing Jing Xiaotian's instructions, he immediately rushed home, took the old scalper and harrow tools, and went to the fields to prepare the land.
Release water to prepare for transplanting.
It was time to have lunch soon, but he refused to wait any longer and hurried to the fields as if he was about to plant rice seedlings.
Jing Xiaotian couldn't help but persuade: "Uncle Azhong, the work in the fields is not urgent.
It will take a while for the seedlings to be planted in the fields.
It won't matter if it's earlier or later.
You'd better go there after lunch."
Bar."
"Let those boys be sent over to me.
I'll leave them to work in the fields and stay at home all day, spoiling them rotten."
After Azhong finished speaking, he took care of himself.
The cow is gone.
After lunch, Jing Xiaotian indeed sent Li Wei, Li Yong and Zhao Dan to the fields.
She actually agreed with Azhong and could not let them idle around at home.
She herself calmed down and thought about making homemade toffee.
After thinking about it, I always feel that the large earthen stove at home is really difficult to control.
If you don't pay attention, it will stick to the pan.
The sugar you make will definitely have a smell of smoke, which will taste weird.
It's not easy to handle.
It affects the entire market prospect of toffee, so this first step must be designed well, and it can only succeed but not fail.
After much deliberation, I couldn't think of a good solution.
Jing Xiaotian's temples had begun to hurt.
She frowned, stood up, picked up the sword, came to the courtyard, and started practicing steadily
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