In the evening, when the sun was about to touch the high mountains in the sky, the old Zhou family members came back from the outside in twos and threes with buckets, hoes, or mud in their hands. Only then did they know that Manbao was teaching himself medical skills, and today he could give Zhou Dalang is sick.
Of course, this is what Little Qian said.
Zhou Dalang repeatedly emphasized, "Man Bao read the book for two and a half days, but he didn't see anything."
Old Zhou Tou automatically ignored Zhou Dalang's words, cheerfully called Man Bao to him, and said happily, "That's right, good, Man Bao should learn more, and when someone in the family gets sick, I'll ask you to see them all."
Man Bao nodded happily.
Now not only Zhou Dalang, but everyone else felt a chill down their spines, especially Tuesday Lang, Wednesday Lang and Thursday Lang, who still had some injuries on their bodies, were breaking out in cold sweat.
The happiest people in the family are probably Lao Zhoutou and Man Bao.
The father and daughter are happy to each other.
Mrs. Qian ignored them, and called the second, third, and fourth children to him and said, "Your injuries are almost healed. Tomorrow, go to the village chief's house to borrow a cart and go to the city to buy tiles together. Better get the roof fixed in the next two days."
Old Zhou's attention was diverted, and he nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, I took a look today. The sun is good these two days, and the wheat has begun to turn yellow. It is estimated that it will be harvested in half a month. We have to Arrange the work at home, otherwise you will be busy in Xiashou, and you will have no time to take care of the house."
Everyone agrees.
"By the way, I went to the field today to take a closer look, and found that some of the wheat grew particularly well, and the ears of the wheat were very long and full." Lao Zhou turned his head and said to Qian: "Tomorrow, I will let the elders, the second son's A few of you went to the field with me to look for it, and noted down the location of those ears of wheat, and when the time comes to harvest, cut these first and keep them as seeds.”
Qian nodded and asked, "Is it much better?"
"It's much better." Speaking of this, the old Zhou Tou himself was a little puzzled, frowning and said: "I have walked three plots in a row, and there are some wheat ears mixed in it. I haven't found it last time. I went to see them for the first time and found that they are slightly taller than normal wheat ears, the key is that the wheat ears are very long and the grains are full, which is a pity, if this year is not flooded, I reckon it will be even better.”
"But this year's seeds are the same as in previous years, and the method of planting is the same as in previous years. Is it because they were flooded that some of them became like this?"
Zhou Zhoulang asked, "Father, shall we flood the wheat next year?"
Old Zhou thought for a while, and seemed to be considering this possibility.
Man Bao with a guilty conscience: ...that's because she mixed some wheat seeds bought in the mall~~
She glared at Zhou Zhoulang who was always giving bad advice to her father, and said to her father, "Dad, I've never heard that wheat likes to be flooded."
The old Zhou shook his head, "I think what the fourth brother said is right, choose a smaller field next year, and then try to fill it with water, and see if it is better to grow it in a dry field or in a paddy field. gone."
Man Bao slumped his shoulders and asked Ke Ke in his heart, "What should I do?"
Keke comforted: "Host, anyway, you have a lot of land, so it's okay to use a small field for experiments."
All right.
But Man Bao would not be reconciled as long as she thought that some of the seeds she mixed in with great difficulty would be spent on experiments in the end, so she braced her small head and began to think hard.
After a long time, she finally thought of it, clapped her little hands, and the whole family looked at her.
Man Bao looked at old Zhou head happily, "Father, we can grow winter wheat."
The temperature here is not low in winter. Although she has never seen people here plant it, but Man Bao read from the book he found from Keke that in the future, human beings will not only grow winter wheat, but also do sowing in spring and summer. .
The land can be used to the greatest extent, but this method of inter-sowing requires a lot of soil power, otherwise the soil power will be lost in the end, and the crops planted will not be good.
I don't want to sow or sow in between, but I can grow winter wheat.
There is little water in winter, even if there is no water in the paddy fields, it can just be used to grow wheat. After planting this crop, Dad will naturally know that it is a problem with the seeds. When the time comes, he will classify it as any reason, but it must not be because It changes only when it is flooded.
Of course, Man Bao couldn't tell Lao Zhou that way, so she counted the benefits of planting winter wheat with her fingers.
"Father, isn't the disaster this year very serious? If we don't plant winter wheat, what will we do in April and May next year?"
Old Zhou Tou was about to speak, but Man Bao continued: "Yizhou has suffered such a severe disaster this year, and the price of grain will definitely be high next year. If we grow a lot, we can sell it to make money."
Old Zhou Tou became thoughtful, "I'm afraid the land is not strong enough."
Of course he knew that winter wheat could be grown in the climate here. In the past, there were people who planted it in the village. Even now, landowners would plant winter wheat every other year. At that time, they would hire short laborers from the village. Zhou Dalang and the others all went there.
But at that time, the white landlord, his fields were very fertile, and he prepared enough fertilizer.
It is not easy for people like them to plant winter wheat, and it is easy to consume too much land. By then, the winter wheat may not be good, and it will also affect the rice planting in the coming year.
In addition, the people in Qili Village are not short of land, and there are few people. I really want to get a little grain of winter wheat. In spring and summer, I will pay more attention to planting that little land, and intensive cultivation is almost enough.
It's better than spoiling the land.
but…
The old Zhou thought about it, didn't he suffer a disaster this year
Perhaps planting winter wheat is the way to go, especially now it is still unknown whether it can be exempted from taxes.
If it is unavoidable, it will be too sad for everyone next spring.
Man Bao continued: "Father, if you are afraid that the fertilizer will not be enough, then let the eldest brother and the others put in more fertilizer, and then sprinkle a little more, and then sprinkle some more when the wheat is harvested and plowed."
Old Zhou nodded, "This is a way, what do you think?"
He looked at Qian Shi.
Qian groaned, "I can grow some. If I grow too much, I'm afraid that the fertilizer will not be enough. Although the retting is faster now, it is still not enough."
Man Bao took it for granted: "Then go buy it."
Qian asked with a smile, "Where can I buy this?"
"I know, the county seat," Man Bao said, "I asked Master Bai, he bought them from the people who collected night incense in the county seat."
Everyone: ...
Xiaoqian knocked on her little head, and said: "The food is ready, let's eat first, and we'll talk after we're done."
Man Bao didn't notice it, and ate with great relish, and even took out the box of dim sum that Mrs. Liu gave her to share with everyone after eating.
Others felt that the meal had a strange taste. Fortunately, the meal was cooked by the sister-in-law. If it was cooked by others, they probably wouldn't be able to eat it.
Old Zhou was planning how many acres of wheat he would plant. He ate a piece of his daughter's filial snack with great relish, and finally clapped his hands and said, "Okay, this year our family will try to grow a kind of winter wheat."