Fearing that she would not understand, Liu Ji directly stated, "Don't you want to ask me more questions?"
Qin Yao was stunned, then raised her eyebrows. She really had something to ask.
"Thanks for your reminder, I almost forgot such an important thing."
Seeing that Qin Yao was about to speak, Liu Ji smiled expectantly.
"Have you completed the homework Gong Liangliao assigned to you?"
Liu Ji's smile disappeared instantly.
Qin Yao picked up the letter that had just been placed on the table and handed it to him with a smile, "The team just came back from the capital, and your teacher asked me to bring you a message. He will be back in ten days. Here, this is the letter for you. You can read it slowly. I have to go out first."
After saying this, Liu Ji, who felt as if struck by lightning, was left there. He glanced at him with a gloating look and strode out.
Liu Ji quickly opened the letter and saw the familiar handwriting on it, his face turned pale.
It’s over!
There is still a lot of homework to be done!
During the spring ploughing season, there was a constant drizzle and the air was filled with a damp smell mixed with the fishy odor of soil.
In the fields, farmers wearing straw raincoats walked slowly forward with iron plows supported by human power, turning over and breaking up the hard soil.
The country roads are filled with villagers walking in a hurry, carrying large loads of farm manure on their shoulders. They come to the plowed fields and spread the natural fertilizer evenly in them.
As they moved, a few drops occasionally fell on the road, so at this time of year in Liujia Village, the air was always filled with an indescribable smell.
It won’t kill you, but it definitely smells bad.
Qin Yao, holding her breath, came to the collective seedling nursery in the village, carrying a cloth bag of watermelon seeds.
With the experience of the previous year, Liu Gong, Qiu and others can now fully handle the seedling cultivation this year. Qin Yao does not need to teach them step by step, she only needs to come and help control it at the key points.
A few days ago, the villagers asked about planting watermelons. Today, Qin Yao had some free time, so she called the villagers who wanted watermelon seeds to the seedling nursery and prepared to distribute seeds to them.
Of course it wasn't free. After taking her seeds, I had to give her 20% of the first crop of melons she grew.
This is a no-cost business, so many people come.
Qin Yao didn't know much about watermelon planting. She was very lucky last year and her experiment was successful. This year, so many people wanted to follow her to plant watermelon seeds. Qin Yao didn't dare to do anything rash, so she called Zhang, an expert in vegetable gardens, to come over.
Anyway, a watermelon is still a melon. No matter how it changes, the essence remains the same. It should be similar to growing vegetables.
Even though it was drizzling, it couldn't stop the villagers' enthusiasm for growing watermelons.
As soon as Qin Yao arrived at the rice nursery, a large number of villagers wearing straw raincoats came to find her.
There was not enough space for so many people to stay in the seedling nursery, so Qin Yao asked them to line up at the door. No one complained and they waited eagerly outside in the rain.
"Let me be frank with you." Qin Yao picked up the bag in her hand. "There are only so many seeds, and each one is very precious, so I hope that after you take the seeds back, you won't just put them aside and ignore them."
"More!" She paused and said in a serious tone: "I only give these seeds to those who really want to grow them. For those who come here to join in the fun and take advantage of the situation, I advise you to withdraw now, so that we don't have to face each other when we meet each other later."
After hearing this, some people in the crowd showed sullen looks, but since they were already here, they might as well give it a try.
Last year, Manager Bai came to Qin Yao's house to collect melons, and they were two hundred coins each!
So, this is not a watermelon, it's a golden melon.
If you sow, you earn.
So, everyone expressed that they were serious and would never waste these precious melon seeds.
Qin Yao nodded slightly, and before she started, she asked again: "You all know my rules, right?"
Everyone responded, "We know, we know. Madam Qin, don't worry. We've grown the melons, so we should give you 50% of the melons, not to mention 20%!"
Qin Yao then asked Zhang to come over, "Mom, you are responsible for distributing the seeds, and I will be responsible for registration."
There were twenty-seven people at the scene, five of whom were notoriously poor in the village. There was a famine last year, and they still could not pay back the grain lent to them by the clan this year, so they were counting on growing watermelons this year to pay off the debt.
These five people were very serious in their attitude. After receiving the melon seeds, they knelt down and kowtowed to Qin Yao on the spot, which shocked Qin Yao who was recording.
"Get up!" Qin Yao pulled the kneeling person up with her hand, with his toes slightly off the ground, as easy as lifting a chicken.
The person who was being dragged was frightened. He finally stood still and was stunned for two seconds before bowing deeply again. He stepped aside and waited to learn how to grow seedlings from Zhang. His expression could not hide his excitement.
For some people, these dozens of watermelon seeds were just for them to try out, but for others, they were gold bricks that could turn their lives around, so the villagers who received the watermelon seeds had different expressions.
Some were very calm, some were very happy, and some even had tears in their eyes.
Zhang saw the emotional responses from everyone and felt satisfied, relieved and in a very complicated mood.
She looked back at Qin Yao who was sitting at the lame wooden table and concentrating on taking notes. Perhaps it was the fire burning in the charcoal basin in the seedling nursery behind her that made her feel that the woman in front of her was radiating light all over.
After all the seeds were distributed, Qin Yao closed the registration book, and together with Zhang, she took out a basket of soil and several small pottery jars with cracks that she had prepared earlier, and taught the villagers how to grow watermelons from the beginning, starting with raising seedlings.
"In fact, growing melon seedlings is similar to growing rice seedlings. It's nothing more than controlling the temperature, humidity, and fertility."
As Qin Yao was talking, Zhang was practicing and adding some of her personal experiences in growing vegetables.
When it comes to growing vegetables, the villagers can understand. Compared with what Qin Yao said about temperature and humidity, Zhang's simple and straightforward language is more in line with everyone's habits.
You have to soak it in warm water first, just enough so that your hands feel slightly cool to the touch.
Soak it overnight, then wrap it in a clean wet towel and place it in the warmest place in the room to germinate.
It's March now and the temperature is still a little low, so we have to burn some charcoal like we do in the seedling nursery.
Or you can place it closer to where you cook at home.
Then we see if the seeds germinate.
"Everyone knows how to grow bean sprouts, right? Yao Niang said, it's almost the same as growing bean sprouts. When they are almost sprouted, you can sprinkle them on the prepared seedbed and water them to make them grow faster." Zhang explained.
The villagers nodded in sudden realization. This was very simple. They had all been to the fields before, so it wouldn't be difficult.
Qin Yao reminded: "You have to choose a good melon field, the terrain should be high, the soil should be soft, and it is best to have a place where the sun shines all day long."
“Can’t we plant other land?”
A strange voice suddenly came from behind the villager, the tone was full of curiosity, as if he had been eavesdropping for a long time.
Qin Yao looked up in confusion. Song Zhang was in plain clothes, leading a horse in his hand, and behind him was an attendant who was also leading a horse. The master and servant stood outside the crowd and nodded slightly at her.
The villagers didn't know who this man was, but seeing that he was dressed in a low-key and noble manner, he didn't look like an ordinary person, so they politely made way for him. (End of this chapter)
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