The cell phone beeped in his pocket, but Song Tan was busy driving a group of chicks and ducklings to the fields and didn't pay any attention to it.
The bees were covered with furry pollen all over their bodies, and the fields were now filled with a buzzing sound, making it particularly noisy.
The chubby bumblebee flapped its wings hard, but could only barely maintain its low-altitude flight, and then landed heavily on a sweet clover.
For a long time, it didn't put its head into the flower, and it almost swayed with the delicate stem, leaning to the side. For a moment, its wings trembled in panic, looking particularly clumsy and pitiful.
Song Tan couldn't help laughing out loud, and then he pulled up the fence beside him and drove the chickens and ducks to the field next to him that had been drained of pollen.
It was early April, and without her interference, little grasshoppers, little caterpillars and everything else came out, all attracted by the spiritual energy, and all of them had fresh and tender flesh.
The chirping chicks and ducklings almost ran wildly, spread their little wings, and then dived into the fields!
To them, this is not a field, it is a granary!
Not only can it eat the grass leaves that are rich in spiritual energy, but it can also eat the fresh and tender insects that have swallowed the grass leaves. Even from a distance, you can still hear the high-pitched crunching sound of the big white on the other side, and it is clear that it has happily rushed into the pond again.
The water plants that were bought were very small. In order to ensure their rapid growth, Song Tan sent a lot of spiritual energy into them, which nourished the water plants around them and made them grow particularly vigorously.
What a pity, there were already quite a few black carp and grass carp in the pond. Now they were flapping their wings at the bottom and had eaten up the surrounding water plants, making them smaller.
The big white fish was swaying leisurely on the water, picking up two duckweeds from time to time and eating them, which further demonstrated the leisurely and pastoral comfort.
But apparently only the animals are comfortable.
For example, Song Tan, she had just worked in the mountains before taking over this job.
Even Qiao Qiao was not idle. He brought his honey bucket and tools and pulled Zhang Yanping up the mountain.
That's right, Brother Yan Ping, who had been resisting labor reform, successfully got rid of the hard work of going up the mountains and down the fields through his active performance (he won the outstanding performance of buying five-year-old hawk-billed peach seedlings at a price of 80 yuan). Now he only needs to cooperate with Qiao Qiao in his work.
This made him so overjoyed and grateful that he burst into tears. He felt like his feet were flying as he held the heavy bucket.
The tiller made a rumbling sound, coming closer and closer. The uncle sitting on the machine smiled and asked her:
"Song Tan, there are a few fields left. I'll roughly plow them for you today, and then plow them piece by piece tomorrow. Is that okay with you?"
That's right, starting tomorrow they will no longer sell astragalus.
There really is no more supply from the fields.
Firstly, the sweet vetch is old and it is difficult to get the fresh and edible ones.
Secondly, the customer who came from a long distance to purchase 2,000 kilograms of goods at a time also emptied the fields.
It is the Qingming Festival, a good time to plant crops. If we don’t plow the fields now, when will we start
"Okay, uncle. You can take care of the arrangements. After we finish this, there are still a few fields at the back of the mountain that need your help to clean up."
"OK!"
They are all from the countryside, and everyone is very careful about the timing. He doesn't dare to procrastinate on this matter, otherwise his reputation will be damaged.
After all, planting melons and beans around the Qingming Festival is a big deal.
Moreover, he made a lot of money this quarter by plowing the land for Song Tan. He was very happy at the moment and paid more attention to the depth of plowing.
Song Tan surrounded the chickens and ducks, and ignored the bumblebees and bees that were still struggling hard. Instead, he picked up the basket and walked directly to the two green fields at the outermost edge.
Old man Li was quite embarrassed: "Tan Tan, you said you were plowing the land, didn't you tell me earlier that I would call the ox to plow the fields?"
"Why do we have to pay for the machine? It's so expensive!"
He felt more and more embarrassed when he thought of the rice, flour, grain and oil that Song Tan had sent him.
Song Tan laughed:
"Grandpa, this cow is old, how can you bear to ask it to do heavy work?"
Old man Li smiled and said, "It's just a matter of time. It won't get tired if you don't rush to work. Besides, look at it, it's so shiny now. I haven't seen it so energetic in all these years."
That is.
Song Tan thought, every time this cow had a full stomach with coarse grains at home, it would rush to the field to eat astragalus. It ate astragalus for a month after it was sold... How could this old cow not be healthy
If sweet vetch could only be used as a side ingredient and not as the main ingredient, she thought the cow would sleep in the field.
She pondered and reached out to touch the cow's ear. The cow snorted, looked at her with its big wet eyes, and then turned its head to the side.
Song Tan smiled and said, "But, Grandpa Li, you can't sit idle either. Polish the plows and harrows these two days. After the machine has plowed the fields, we will plant rice in these two fields. When the water is released, you will have to bring the old cow to plow the fields."
Old man Li was not afraid of being asked to work, but was afraid of having no work to do. When he heard this, he became excited:
"That's right! No matter how good his machine is, can it compare to my old cow in our small field?"
"Don't worry, I've been growing rice all my life, and I promise to take good care of it for you!"
Seeing Song Tan taking out a sickle from the basket, he asked again, "Are you planning to cut some more to feed the pigs?"
"Yes," Song Tan laughed, "to feed the pigs, and also to chop it up to feed the chickens and ducks. Otherwise, the fields here will be turned over cleanly this afternoon, and it would be a waste to bury it in the soil."
If there weren't enough spiritual energy and aquatic plants in the pond, I would have to chop it up and feed it to the grass carp!
Old man Li looked at it and said: "The Chinese asparagus is only about one foot long. Why would you use a sickle? I can pick a handful with my bare hands."
After a while, he hurried onto the ridge of the field and said, "Then I'll go back and get a shoulder pole. I want to prepare some more for my cows and dry them for fodder."
What's the big deal? The sweet clover all over the ground is old and can't be eaten by humans, so what else do they need to feed the cows
As soon as Old Man Li left, Song Tan looked at the brilliant purple and green colors intertwined all over the ground, and the silent and honest old cow next to him. He remembered his ambitious plan to sell goods through live streaming at the beginning, and sighed in his heart.
I originally wanted to pick up the post-production technology that I had not used for a hundred years and make myself an up-master with millions of fans!
I didn’t expect that human calculations can’t keep up with big data calculations. People don’t like to read this kind of stuff!
But it’s been so long since I bought the computer, I can’t just leave it there idle. I’ll have to start selling it online sooner or later... I’ll just take some random photos for now.
As he didn't bring a stand with him, Song Tan casually placed his phone on a patch of astragalus and propped it up against the ridge of the field. Only then did he see the message from his savior, and he swiped past it after reading it.
Nothing to look forward to, right
After all, there is probably no one in this world who doesn't like her tea!