The weather seemed to cool down in an instant.
Although it didn't rain, the wind already brought the scent of autumn, refreshing and pleasant. The trees of all sizes on the roadside were all withered and yellow, and the fields were even more golden, with the rice fields bent under the weight.
Xie Ling wrote a few snack recipes for Pei, and recently Pei, Song, and Qianniang have been tinkering with those recipes.
What about sauerkraut noodles, roujiamo, shouzhabing...
The stall has been set up, all that’s left is to start selling.
That day, Shi Hua came to find Xie Ling in a hurry, carrying a basket on his back and without even washing the mud spots on his trouser legs.
Shi Shaowen happened to be there, so he quickly pulled his father back to avoid dirtying the Gu family's floor.
Shi Hua also has a carefree personality, and he only remembered this after Shi Shaowen reminded him.
Without Shi Shaowen's reminder, he ran home in a hurry and washed up.
Gu family, main hall.
Xie Ling had already guessed what it was about, so she prepared tea and placed a dozen sacks beside her.
Shi Hua rushed in, without pretense, and took the tea on the table and drank it. After drinking it, he said: "Niece-in-law, all the rice in Sinan County is ripe, just waiting to be harvested. You mentioned improving the land before, but I don't know how to improve it?"
Xie Ling had already investigated and found that the soil in Sinan County was not only of poor fertility, but also lacked potassium and phosphorus. Therefore, there were brown spots on the leaves, and the tail ends seemed to be burnt by fire and wilted.
There was fertilizer in her space, but only one bag.
These days, when she has free time, she has learned to make organic fertilizer by herself. Now she has achieved some success and has made dozens of bags.
She planned to give half to ordinary farmers in Sinan and the other half to the farms under her control.
Once all the rice for this season is harvested, we can start to adjust and improve the land and plant some high-yield crops.
There are seeds of potatoes, sweet potatoes and corn in Xie Ling's space.
Not only is it highly productive, but its entire body is also full of treasures. People eat its fruits, and animals eat its branches and leaves.
With the natural disasters and man-made disasters in Beijiang and the trend of refugees everywhere, it will take four to five years for the situation to be settled.
The situation in the future will only become more and more chaotic, and people's livelihood will become more and more difficult.
Xie Ling had seen people in the apocalypse fighting over a pound of rice and getting bloody, so she didn't want the people around her to have a hard time.
Although Lingnan is relatively stable now, the war may break out at any time.
Planning early will also help you plan better for the future.
In troubled times, as long as there is food, people's hearts can be gathered.
"Uncle Shi, these are things I researched that can improve soil fertility. Adding some manure will definitely make old soil new."
Shi leaned over to take a look.
The sack was filled with small, crystal white balls. I had no idea what they were as I had never seen them before.
He naturally thought it was "medicine".
Therefore, he exclaimed: "Miss Xie is really capable. She can not only heal people, but also heal the land."
Xie Ling smiled.
Ask: “Have the farmers started harvesting rice?”
Shi Hua nodded, "We started yesterday, and it will probably take seven or eight days to harvest. The harvest this year is average, but fortunately there is some left, so it's not a complete loss."
Before he was exiled, he was the Minister of Agriculture of Beijiang. He was very understanding of the people's sentiments and did not have the slightest aristocratic arrogance.
Saying this at this moment, I am filled with worry and empathy.
Xie Ling called Fengjian Qingli and others to help Shi Hua carry the fertilizer back to the Shi family.
Gu Wei also gave some advice on Sinan’s rice harvest today.
His tone was not without sighing.
"Back in the day in Shangjing, officials and generals alike avoided Lingnan. But now Lingnan has become the most peaceful place in Beijiang. As long as farmers harvest rice, it will be another peaceful year."
All the farmers and merchants in Lingnan are looking forward to this autumn.
Because of the frequent disasters in various parts of Beijiang this year and the rebellion of refugees, the grain harvest was not good.
No one knows what will happen in the next few years. This year's rice is what these people are looking forward to in the next few years.
But no one expected that this expectation would be in vain.
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