After Song Tan finished his speech, he showed his clarification to Xin Jun - after all, he was here to be a tutor, and he couldn't destroy someone's innocence out of thin air.
Xin Jun: …
It doesn't matter whether it's clarified or not, he is unlikely to give up this job for his girlfriend for the time being.
But the problem is—
"Song Tan, didn't you just say you were planning to invite someone to come harvest rice so you could pick a boyfriend? Why are you planning to keep a mistress in your house now?"
And these are all lewd words!
Just exercise your body, why talk about core flexibility... The combination of the previous and next sentences has turned yellow!
Song Tan thought for a moment and said, "Oh, that may be because I have many hobbies - but isn't it normal for people to have many hobbies?"
"What's your hobby?" Zhang Yanping passed by and said casually, "It's normal to have many hobbies!"
Xin Jun glared at him angrily - "We were talking about the type of people she likes! You didn't listen to her. She likes a lot of different things!"
"That's normal!" Internet celebrity Zhang Yanping doesn't understand why Xin Jun is so crazy: "Young girls nowadays want men with different looks, older men, or overbearing CEOs... They don't make choices, they want everything!"
Song Tan clapped his hands quickly: "Yes! That's who I am!"
Xin Jun: …
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Because the class reunion needs to be coordinated according to everyone's time and schedule, the watermelon that Wu Qianqian wanted cannot be delivered for the time being.
As for the 50 watermelons that the police officer had ordered, since he had already taken a few away, they would be enough to last for a day or two, so there was no need to rush.
Song Tan was looking at the pre-sale orders online, wondering how many to sell tomorrow... He turned around and saw Old Man Li wearing a straw hat, slowly walking towards him.
"Tan Tan, can you please take a look at the weather in the next few days? If it is good, I will start draining the land today, and we can prepare to harvest the rice."
"Oh my!" Song Tan became excited—her rice!
Can this be harvested
Locals don't often grow double-season rice, so she relied on her spiritual energy to boldly try it. She had observed that the rice was growing well some time ago, but she didn't expect that it would be harvested in the blink of an eye.
When Song Youde heard the news, he also came out of the room and smiled happily when he saw Old Man Li:
"You know how to take care of rice. I walked by there the day before yesterday and saw the rice ears were so heavy, full and big that I couldn't bear to pluck them..."
Old man Li was even more embarrassed: "What are you talking about?"
"I've been growing rice all my life, but when have I ever grown rice like this that's insect-resistant and disease-free! Each ear is so full and strong! In the past, if someone grew rice like this, people from all over the country would come to see it... I think your rice seeds are well selected. Tan Tan also added some nutrient solution to it, I don't understand."
No wonder nowadays any rice planted can yield more than 1,000 kilograms per mu. Science is different.
The two looked at each other, and both felt that the other was very capable.
Song Sancheng was also very happy:
"For so many years, I have missed the taste of this rice from home! I feel that no other rice I buy will have the same fragrance."
Song Youde glared at him and said, "You are not in your right mind. What kind of rice did we grow originally? Can it taste as good as the Wuchang rice that Tantan bought later?"
What they originally planted was ordinary indica rice, the kind that is now sold in supermarkets for two yuan per pound. It is not crystal clear, but gray and a little yellow, and the taste is not very good.
It has high yield, strong resistance to diseases and insects, and low cost, so every household grows it.
In terms of taste, it is indeed far from the same.
Song Sancheng was not convinced: "The rice variety is not as good as others, but the rice harvested by my family always has a good aroma. The rice bought by me is crystal clear, and I always feel that something is missing..."
Zhang Yanping nodded. He had been a matchmaker with grain merchants before, so he knew a little bit about it.
"That's true. If you want to sell rice now, it has to be well packaged, look good, and be preserved as long as possible."
"So we used to just use the thresher to remove the husks, and that was it. When we cooked, we had to pick out the sand and broken husks..."
When he was a kid, he hated doing this the most.
"But nowadays, rice has to be polished and ground, so of course it becomes crystal clear."
However, the most nutritious germ layer has been ground off, so it's all starch when you eat it.
This is also the reason why all diets for weight loss in recent years do not recommend rice as the staple food.
It’s not because rice is bad and has no nutrition, but because of the current processing method, its nutrients cannot be preserved.
Unless you buy expensive germ rice with a short shelf life, these nutrient layers will be retained on purpose.
Song Youde didn't quite understand what was going on, but that didn't stop him from understanding the matter. At this moment, he sighed:
"Anyway, I can eat my fill now, so I can worry about nutrition and taste after I'm full... This year, my own rice is nutritious, so I'll eat more when the time comes."
He was quite open-minded, but at this moment he couldn't help but worry: "But now the yard is full, how can I dry the rice in two acres of land?"
The old man's memory of threshing rice is still when he used a sickle to cut the rice.
At that time, after the rice was harvested, it had to be picked up and taken to the drying yard to dry thoroughly, and then the heavy, round stone mill had to be pulled by manpower to crush and remove the ears of rice over and over again.
Finally, it is dried and dusted, and then the spring rice is cooked...
In short, the busy farming season is about sowing and harvesting, and it is so bitter that you can't even shed tears!
Zhang Yanping was stunned:
"How to dry it?"
Isn't it just a matter of using the harvester to walk around in the field for ten or twenty minutes, harvesting the rice, crushing the straw, and then piling the remaining grains on the ground to dry
Song Sancheng laughed out loud.
"You young people just don't take money seriously. We only have two acres of land in total, and it's in the mountainous area. If you ask someone to drive a harvester, how much money will he need to cover the cost of one acre of land?"
If the whole village is harvesting, or in the great plains, the price for harvesting one acre of land is 80 to 150, which is a price that everyone can accept.
Because they can make back the money by relying on quantity.
But he only has these two acres. Even if the price is 150 per acre, the labor, fuel, and machine wear and tear... will it be enough to break even
It's such a hot day, who wants to do this business
But if the price per acre of land is increased, for example, to 300 - my God! Song Sancheng dare not think about it.
The state regulates grain prices, and grain prices cannot rise. If you really calculate it this way, you won't earn a penny from working hard on these two acres of land for a year, and you'll even lose money!
Of course, they had no intention of selling it, but once the economic considerations were made, no one would be willing to spend the money.
Zhang Yanping was at a loss.
"Otherwise, in such a hot day, if we have to harvest manually, how long will it take?"
As the saying goes, "If you look at the mountain, you will die." Two acres of land may sound easy to people, but if you really want to do farm work, you can't see the end if you bend down...
Harvest it yourself
He shuddered, not daring to imagine it.