Chapter 569 Seed Plan Mission
Although the people from the Medicine Association were very curious about why so many Bodhi herbs were brought to the imperial capital to participate in the competition, Jingshu's reputation was too powerful, so it did not cause any big commotion. The medicinal herbs brought to the imperial capital were sorted one by one and transported to the plane.
The Medicinal Materials Association was extremely busy, and Jingshu was not idle at home either.
In the fourth year, the mudslide changed the land, and the vegetable shed was re-covered in the area where Jingshu's villa was planted.
If there is no sunlight, then use fluorescent lamps to shine for 8 hours a day; if the weather is too cold, then build a greenhouse in the shed. Today's vegetable greenhouse is the result of the hard work of the Jing family. Just the electricity used by Jingshu's family, the coal used to burn the boiler, the air conditioner, etc., cannot be done without family funds.
Jingshu is planning to plant a batch of vegetables that can survive in this vegetable greenhouse. To do this, she needs the cooperation of Jingnai and Jingye.
Jingshu's seeds were still stored together with Zhengfu's seeds, but Jingshu had already taken out a part of them from the warehouse. Most of them were stored in the Rubik's Cube space, and the other part was placed in front of Jingnai and Jingye.
This is a large professional box for storing seeds. It is filled with densely packed grids, and each grid is marked with a name by Jingshu.
"These are the seeds I brought back from the United States. There are so many varieties, dozens of each species. Everything you can think of, including those you've never eaten, seen, or heard of, is here."
This was a sacred moment and a solemn scene. Master Jing put the cigarette far away. The two washed their hands and carefully opened the box, feeling very excited.
Grandpa Jing's hands trembled a little: "Good boy, good grandson, you have not only left roots for the old Jing family, but also left hope for the country. With these seeds, there will always be hope in the end times."
Jing Ye seldom praised others so seriously. Even though Jing Shu had done so many amazing things in the past and brought a lot of food and wealth to the family, he always puffed on his cigarette. Jing Ye was a simple man who believed that having enough food was enough. In this end times, the requirements were not high. It was enough for the family to have enough food to eat and have food stored.
Jingnai is not like that. She is stingy, greedy, and miserly. Like a hamster, she never feels that it is enough even if she fills up the whole house.
Grandma Jing pushed Grandpa Jing away and glared at him before she smiled. "Okay, look at all these seeds! We're short of vegetables. I heard the vegetables in the south are so tender and smooth. I've never eaten them in my life, but I'll be able to see them before I go into the coffin."
Jingshu also smiled and nodded: "Master, there are several kinds of tobacco in it. I'll find a piece of land and plant some for you."
Only then did Jing Ye wipe away his sadness and started to laugh.
Plant more tobacco, as there will be no conditions for it during the migration.
"Grandma, Grandpa, I've been thinking about the next plan." Jingshu began to get to the point.
"You say." Jing Ye also became serious.
"Our vegetable shed is huge. After improvements, we can grow twice as much. Now this one floor can meet our daily needs. I'm wondering what disaster will happen next year if there's a mudslide this year? If we can't grow crops anymore, or if there's a power outage, what will we eat?"
Both of them nodded.
"So, while we have the conditions now, we should plant more vegetables and fruits. Vegetables can be dried or pickled like we did the year before last, and made into dried goods, pickles, etc., which are not only small in size and easy to store, but also convenient to eat. Fruits can be dried or made into frozen fruits. You don't know, the frozen pears that my aunt got are really delicious. I've wanted to eat them for a long time. I heard that there are also frozen peaches and so on." Jingshu swallowed.
Grandma Jing praised her very much: "We've eaten all the pickles from two years ago, and we're out of chili sauce too. We really need to make some again. The dried vegetables we made the first year were really convenient, but there aren't many left now. We were able to eat fresh vegetables many times while fleeing, and it was thanks to our granddaughter. We don't know what the future holds, so we need to not only plant more, but also be more prepared."
Master Jing didn't say much, only saying, "We'll do whatever you say. The land here is well fertilized. Starting today, while Jingshu is still here, let's identify the seeds and start planting."
Some species
The seeds need to be soaked, some need to be blanched in hot water, and some can be planted directly in the field. Jingshu and her family worked for two days, formulating new planting tasks and setting goals based on the maturity time of the crops.
Priority was given to planting high-yield corn and potatoes, because there were many livestock at home, and the feed made from cornmeal, vegetable roots and red nematodes was cost-effective. Jingshu had almost eaten up the several tons of feed she had bought in just three years. There was still a long time to go, and she couldn't just eat red nematodes for every meal.
Therefore, feed is an issue that Jingshu must consider. She will plant more in the space, and then transition a little bit every day, and transition a little bit more when feeding, so that they will not be discovered on the open road.
By the way, another piece of land in Jingshu's space has been planted with spices. After she harvests and processes them twice, she can secretly transport them to the basement. This does not require crossing the open road because no one knows how much she bought at that time.
Secondly, plant some vegetables that are not normally eaten. Jingshu will also plant them secretly in the space and find an opportunity to pass through.
Grandma Jing and Grandpa Jing were very excited and full of energy because in a month or two, they would be able to eat vegetables that they couldn't normally eat, even some rare vegetables that they had never seen before due to geographical reasons.
Jingshu was also not idle. She contracted the entire greenhouse on the second floor. Some easy-to-grow fruits were planted in the greenhouse, but there were too few varieties. Jingshu decided to plant more.
"It's a shame, durian and the like are destined to disappear. Maybe I can find a chance to bring one or two back someday," Jing Shu rubbed her chin. Her mother loved durian, but she hadn't tried it because of the taste. Before the apocalypse, durian in Wucheng was incredibly expensive, costing dozens of yuan per pound. Her mother rarely ate it, let alone after the apocalypse.
So, after a trip to the seed bank, Jingshu planted a durian tree. She had to give it a try. Making some dried durian would be nice too.
"Just wait until I come back from the competition to try what durian tastes like."
Time passed quickly. Jingshu assigned tasks to Jingnai and Jingye. After almost completing the plan at home, she hurriedly boarded the plane to the capital with her bags and the blessings of her family.
Jingshu still attracts people's attention this time, not because of her huge luggage, nor because of her down-to-earth cotton-padded jacket.
Because Jingshu did not come alone, but brought a football team, but this football team was made up of chickens.
When a huge fat chicken led the way and the chickens followed the fat chicken into the plane door in an orderly manner, Jingshu knew that the fat chicken was the most handsome guy on the plane today.
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