It’s too busy. Everyone works as soon as they open their eyes and sleeps as soon as they lie down.
There was no idle Sister Ma in the village, only exhausted villagers.
Three days later, all the people who were digging canals in the surrounding area had left.
They had dug to the fortress embankment and were one step closer to their respective villages.
The people of Yushudun changed the crops left by their ancestors and started growing rice.
At one point they were not optimistic.
Although there were two experts following him, these people did not have too blind trust in Zhao Wei. They just felt that the people in Yushudun had been brainwashed by him.
They also often chat with people in this village these days, advising them not to have such unrealistic ideas.
Who would forget to continue to make the most of the land after they have already harvested it?
It simply doesn't give the fields a chance to rest and recover.
Zhao Wei definitely gave it to me.
He had already been planning this when the grain was being harvested in the village.
So, at that time, he specially asked people to plow the field over and over again.
The young man who was plowing the field once thought that Zhao Wei disliked him and was torturing him like this.
Later I heard Zhao Wei talk about the standards for plowing the fields. The soil must be made very fine, and no stones, thick stems, or the like should be left.
After plowing the field, you need to fertilize it.
As usual, he did not go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy fertilizer.
Directly use farmyard manure.
Nearly two or three thousand people came to their village.
How much feces do so many people produce in a day?
In just three short days, the two temporary manure pits in the village were filled up.
These things are used to make fertilizer. Now, these farm manures emit a strong but vibrant scent and are carried into the rice fields one load at a time.
Before the experts came, the paddy fields were already being maintained quite well.
It can be said that except for the high temperature, the current environment is really suitable for growing rice!
Zhao Wei rolled up his trouser legs and stepped barefoot into the soft mud. He spread the fermented manure evenly with his own hands. The mud covered his ankles, mixed with the warmth of the fertilizer, and he seemed to feel the land greedily absorbing nutrients.
The villagers of Yushudun dare not slack off at all. They have to get up and work before dawn every day.
They repaired the fields and built irrigation facilities for the paddy fields, making the place hot as hell.
The two rice experts were also completely moved by the persistence of Zhao Wei and the villagers. They spent the whole day in the fields, carefully observing the growth of rice seedlings with notebooks, and adjusting the amount of irrigation water and the angle of the shade shed from time to time.
However, external doubts have never stopped.
The old people from the neighboring villages would come to watch the fun, holding a pipe in their mouths, and then stand on the ridge of the field, looking at the endless sunshades, shaking their heads again and again: "This kid is too stubborn, disobeying the rules of our ancestors. When the harvest is not good, let's see how he will explain it to the villagers."
"You can see that the crops can't get any sunlight, so how can they grow well? It's just a waste of time, what a pity..."
There were even a few self-proclaimed experienced old farmers who went to the edge of the fields and pointed at the thin rice seedlings and said, "Look, the seedlings are so sparse, how can there be a good harvest? If we plant corn and sweet potatoes now, maybe we can catch the last wave of harvest."
Faced with these doubts, Zhao Wei just smiled and continued to lead the villagers to take good care of the rice fields.
But just when the rice seedlings were about to grow, an accident happened.
One morning, the villager in charge of patrolling the fields came running in panic to report that the crops in the paddy fields were diseased, the leaves were turning yellow, and they were not far from dying.
Zhao Wei was shocked and asked hurriedly: "What happened? Wasn't he fine yesterday? How come he is not fine after waking up from a nap?"
The villager who reported the news was so anxious that he was about to cry.
"Boss, I'm also confused. This is very strange. What should we do now?"
…
Haha, in that case, we can only do nothing about it.
"Okay, I already know about this, I will cure it."
As for how to treat it, that is not something this villager can understand, so just stop standing here and getting in the way!
Soon, Zhao Wei organized experts to rush to the scene and squatted by the field to examine it carefully.
Expert Yan took off his glasses, wiped them with the corner of his clothes, and moved closer to the leaves to observe them again and again, his expression becoming solemn.
"This is not an ordinary disease. It's more like someone deliberately put some kind of chemical that corrodes the plants."
Zhao Wei frowned and looked around the rice field. Suddenly, he found half a piece of blackened cloth in the weeds on the ridge of the field.
Of course, he was familiar with this unique weaving technique.
Unexpectedly, he had been too busy these days to come and see the people from Mouse Village, but they danced in front of him desperately.
He had finally grown this rice seedling, but he didn't expect that before it could make its stunning debut and be shown to the public, it would be destroyed like this.
Naturally he was unwilling to accept this.
"Comrade Yan, don't worry about who did it. Just tell me, is there any chance of saving this seedling?"
Expert Yan's fingers were trembling slightly as he pinched the leaf. He hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"There is a way, but it's very risky. We have to mix quicklime water with wood ash and add the juice of detoxifying herbs collected from the wild boar forest to make an infusion."
"But if the ratio is not right, the rice seedlings will be completely burned to death."
Zhao Wei's eyes were burning: "As long as there is a glimmer of hope, it is worth a try. Er Laizi, take 20 people, I will let Master take you to the Wild Boar Forest to collect herbs!"
"Remember, only pick the seven-leaf lotus with serrated edges! My master should know."
Before he finished speaking, a cry of surprise suddenly came from a distance.
Several villagers came running over, their trouser legs stained with mud. "Boss! It's bad! A fight has started. You better go and have a look!"
There was a sudden chaos around the rice field, and many people surrounded the person who brought the news.
"What happened? You are talking nonsense, who are you trying to drive crazy?"
"Hurry up and expose the fight. Let everyone have their say and see if it's worth it."
…
What is going on? Doesn’t anyone care about the rice seedlings in the fields that are about to be poisoned to death?
Zhao Wei jumped onto the ridge of the field, waving his arms and shouting, "Calm down! Shut up and listen to me first."
He turned to Expert Yan and said, "Please prepare the soaking solution first. If you can save every plant, save it!"
Expert Yan looked at the villagers at the scene, then saw that Zhao Wei seemed to have a headache, and shook his head with a wry smile. He waved to the man behind him and told him to go about his business.
As for other things, they are just from outside and we really can’t do anything about them.
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