February to March? Spring wheat? This was something Mo Lan hadn't expected.
Although she doesn't consider herself a farming expert, she does know some of the benefits of winter wheat. After winter dormancy, the seedlings are more than twice as resistant to diseases and pests as wheat sown in spring.
The most important factor is the quality of the flour produced later; the fresh wheat aroma is a key characteristic of winter wheat.
Wheat is harvested only once a year. The growing season for spring wheat is less than 100 days, but for winter wheat it takes more than 200 days.
This is why, through the wisdom of humankind, people have chosen to sow at the Autumn Equinox and harvest in April or May of the following year. This ensures good quality crops and does not delay the growth period of autumn crops.
If you choose spring wheat, although the cycle is shorter and the yield will be slightly higher if the weather is favorable, you also have to bear the risk of disease and lodging.
After the July harvest, the autumn crops don't have enough time to grow, let alone achieve a good yield.
Thinking of this, Mo Lan was stunned. "I remember that the back mountain of White Tiger Cliff was planted with crops such as sweet potatoes and sorghum."
“That’s true. Coarse grains like sweet potatoes have a higher yield than wheat and can fill their stomachs. Hu Biao had them take turns planting them so they could help each other out.” Hua Fengyu patiently explained to Mo Lan, seeing her confusion. He had learned all of this from the followers.
"You mean, no matter what you plant, those fields will only grow one type of crop each year, that is, one harvest?" Mo Lan leaned against a pillar under the eaves and blinked.
That's what I mean.
Listening to Hua Fengyu's explanation, Mo Lan couldn't help but think to herself, "There's already so little farmland. If we don't use it properly, there won't be enough to eat."
“I understand. I’ll go back to White Tiger Cliff and talk to those followers. Maybe we can make better use of those fields.”
Hua Fengyu neither agreed nor disagreed with Mo Lan's statement. No matter how smart the girl was, she had never farmed before, so what good ideas could she possibly have?
With a plan in mind, Mo Lan didn't sit idle. She immediately summoned Song Jian and the other three to go hunting in the mountains with her. Now that there was an injured person in the family, their nutrition had to be adequate.
She rescued the person herself and didn't want to cause trouble for the villagers, so going into the mountains to hunt was more convenient.
Once they reached the hillside, Mo Lan took out several medicine packets and tossed them to Xiong Da and the others. "Sprinkle the powder on yourselves, and keep the rest for yourselves. It can protect you from snakes, insects, and rodents."
"Boss, are we going deep into the mountains this time?" Xiong Da asked with great interest, carrying a longbow on his back, taking the medicine packet and rubbing it on his body.
"That goes without saying. We've gone through so much trouble to come out with the boss, we definitely need to go somewhere far. There's no good prey on the outskirts."
The group chattered away, not caring whether Mo Lan would reply or not.
However, Mo Lan had no intention of wandering around the outskirts; only by venturing deep into the mountains could she encounter plump prey.
Another point is, how exactly did the wounded man lying in the village get into the Qinglong Village area?
Are there any other people besides him?
The outsiders have appeared inside the pass and are even lurking near Qinglong Village. No matter what, she must find out the truth to avoid bringing danger to the village.
"The heart of the forest is the habitat of large prey, so be careful," Mo Lan said softly, holding her pointer.
"Don't worry, boss, we understand." Song Jian nodded several times, his expression becoming much more serious.
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