Chapter 351 A Big Dream (191)



The river water rushing out of the canal quickly flowed in all directions along the ditch, and soon the land was filled with the pungent smell of pesticides.

As for the one on the mountain?

Jiang Cha is currently climbing the mountain hard, trying to reach the top as soon as possible.

Fortunately, the devil's fruit is not suitable for planting on the top of the mountain. At most, terraces can be carved along the mountain and then planted densely.

It looks just like planting crops, and even the watering uses spring water brought from the mountains.

This kind of irrigation can save labor and also makes ginger tea more convenient.

Without taking a rest, he began to look for water sources along the way.

She didn't want glyphosate to get mixed into the drinking water of the town below, so it would be better if there was a dedicated one here.

The spring water gushes out from the spring on the mountain, flows through cement ditches and reaches the terraced fields halfway up the mountain.

The remaining other direction is made up of thick bamboos, which are hollowed out in the middle and connected one by one.

A simple frame was erected on the ground to bring water from the mountain to the ground.

No wonder when I came here, I saw a big pond at the foot of the mountain, with wooden buckets, ladles and other things nearby.

Someone must have built it specifically to draw spring water from here.

In the past, wealthy people were more particular and liked to use mountain spring water to make tea.

It was probably made at that time. Nowadays, there are wells everywhere in the town. In troubled times, how many people have the leisure to take mountain spring water to make tea?

Since drinking water has a specific direction, it has nothing to do with the ditch here.

Jiang Cha continued to dig out pesticides from the space, opening the boxes one by one and pouring them into the ditch.

The ratio of water to water is not important, the main thing is to be casual.

The ditch is usually blocked by a small wooden gate, which is lifted when watering is needed.

Jiang Cha first poured glyphosate on the inner side of the gate, which is the terraced field side, and then lifted the gate with both hands to let the water flow to flush the medicine into the terraced fields.

The canal that was originally used for convenient irrigation became her biggest helper tonight, watering all the land with pesticides without any effort.

According to the ratio in the instructions, Ginger Tea feels that not only flowers, but even big trees cannot withstand such a large dose.

And to ensure the effect, she also added a box of paraquat at the end.

They are afraid that some fish will slip through the net and survive. Not even one tree of this kind should exist, let alone an acre or a mile of land.

The same operation was performed on the land at the foot of the mountain. As for why not just burn it down?

As an outsider who doesn't know much about it, she can't guarantee whether the burned plants will be as poisonous as the finished products.

If the thick smoke from the fire drifts towards the town, how unlucky would the people who are still sleeping be?

When the harmfulness is unknown, it is easiest to destroy the plant directly.

As for the black gold left in the Qian Mansion?

She is still useful!

Seeing that the water in the field had almost flowed away, he quickly pushed the gate into the ditch with force.

The water that was flowing briskly just now stopped immediately, and the water in the ditch slowly flowed towards the terraced fields.

Make sure every field is well-fed!

The effects of the flowers that are open and those that are not will probably be seen tomorrow.

As for the remedies?

Modern problems are difficult to solve, let alone in this era.

Even if you use a lot of running water to flush, after a night of penetration, these pesticides should have played their intended role.

If paraquat weren't so potent, she really wanted to use it on all the land.

But she was worried that if she did that, the entire land would become barren.

No one knows what impact the use of such a large dose of paraquat will have if crops are grown here in the future.

The common people work hard to grow some food, and it’s considered good if they don’t get any harvest in the end. But what if the food they grow is poisonous?

This was just her guess, after all, pesticides have a long residual time.

Or what if someone digs wild vegetables nearby in the future and gets poisoned after eating them?

It was better to be cautious, so she only used one box.

(The actual duration of paraquat is seven to ten days, but once ingested, it can cause permanent damage to organs even if the victim is recovered.)

Even so, Jiang Cha's eyes were still very uncomfortable, even with a gas mask and goggles.

After all, the concentration around is extremely high. If there is an instrument to measure the concentration, it will definitely issue a buzzing warning.

I jogged down the mountain and found a space behind a big tree.

After removing the protective clothing on my body, I rushed into the bathroom and started washing myself thoroughly, especially the hair, ears and neck areas that were exposed.

She almost had her skin bald!

As for the clothes you just wore?

Put the ginger tea directly into a sealed bag and burn it in the wilderness when you have the chance.

I can’t imagine how high the concentration of those pesticides was, and how much residue was left on the clothes.

In order to wash these, you have to find an open place specifically, and washing them with running water is not troublesome enough!

There is water for bathing in her space, but she is reluctant to use it. Who knows if the smell will remain after washing!

For Jiang Cha now, she could still afford to throw away a piece of clothing. If that didn't work out, she could go back to the Qian Mansion and accept anything as compensation! (I'd love to!)

After washing, he changed into clean clothes and sneaked back into the village.

As soon as I approached the guards' dormitory, I could hear snoring, farting, and talking in sleep.

She didn't dare to imagine what the situation would be like when she went in. After hesitating for a moment, she decided to throw a special incense into each dormitory.

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