Yu Qingqing suddenly spoke, breaking the awkwardness.
After she finished speaking, she secretly went to see Yuan Xichen.
Someone who had been secretly watching Yu Qingqing was caught off guard.
The moment their eyes met, time seemed to stand still.
Yuan Xichen's ears felt slightly hot, and he became a little flustered for a moment, "Let's go, let's go shopping!"
He hurriedly responded to Yu Qingqing's words to cover up the awkwardness he had just shown.
Yu Qinghai remained calm and walked out first.
"Everyone is quite full today, so we should go for a walk."
In the silent night, frogs croaked.
A gentle breeze blew, bringing a hint of coolness.
The loose hair on Yu Qingqing's forehead was blown up, revealing her smooth forehead.
With a gentle look on his face, he looked up at the sky, quietly enjoying the quiet night.
After about an hour, my stomach finally felt a lot better.
In order not to waste time, Yu Qingqing began to talk about the details of making fertilizer for the sweet potato field.
“Master Yuan, we can just dig the sweet potato field as we said before.
They can start digging tomorrow, but we need to act quickly. Also, dig a large hole at a distance.
I wonder if there are many people raising pigs, cattle, and sheep around here. We'll need a lot of manure from these animals to make fertilizer for the sweet potatoes."
Yu Qingqing sat on a chair carved with delicate orchids. After taking a sip of tea, she felt her throat felt much better.
The tea has a rich aroma that leaves a lasting aftertaste.
This was the first time Yu Qingqing had drunk this kind of tea, so it must be quite valuable.
And Yuan Xichen said that this tea has a calming effect, so I really don’t have to worry about not being able to sleep at night.
Yuan Xichen was a little surprised. Isn't it disgusting to use animal manure as fertilizer?
He calmed down his inner surprise, fixed his eyes on Yu Qingqing, and asked a little embarrassedly: "Miss Yu, does this really require animal feces?
"The sweet potatoes are so big because of animal feces. It's a bit disgusting. This is the first time I've heard of it."
Yuan Xichen didn't hide it, he was really curious.
Everyone should stay as far away from animal feces as possible.
But his sudden question made Yu Qingqing a little at a loss.
What if Yuan Xichen doesn't listen to her?
After thinking it over again and again, she patiently explained, "Mr. Yuan, it's understandable that you may not have heard of it.
But please believe me, this is possible. In order to make it work better, it is also to avoid other troubles.
After collecting the feces, they are first dried in the sun. Then they are mixed with wood ash. This will also kill some bacteria.
“Drying feces?”
"Third sister, are you sure? Why are you still posting it?"
Yu Qinghai popped his head out, feeling extremely curious.
No one had ever thought that the feces needed to be dried in the sun.
Yu Qingqing also knew that they had never heard of it and expressed understanding.
She turned around and faced Yu Qinghai.
"Brother, if you expose this to the sun, it can kill some bacteria. And after it dries, it won't smell as bad."
Yu Qingqing raised her eyebrows slightly, and couldn't stop smiling.
"Oh, I see. I'll send someone to collect these things tomorrow. There are quite a few villagers nearby."
Yuan Xichen finally understood a little bit and believed Qingqing's words 100%.
"Also, Mr. Yuan, when you go to collect animal manure, please also collect some wood ash. I think farmers must have a lot of it at home.
"You can just mix the wood ash and feces together later." Yu Qingqing added hastily, as it was a simple matter anyway.
"No problem, there's plenty of wood ash." Yuan Xichen wrote these things down so that he could carry out his work later.
There were some other details, and Yu Qingqing explained them all.
"Ha! I'm sleepy!" Yu Qingqing yawned. She would have gone to sleep at home at this time.
Seeing that she was getting tired, I stopped chatting.
In the quiet night, have a good dream.
The next morning, Yu Qingqing got up very early.
She felt a little uncomfortable that she didn't have to cook here.
This morning's meal was very rich, with a variety of snacks and fruits, steamed buns, dumplings, cakes, etc.
It was the first time Yu Qinghai saw such a sumptuous breakfast and his eyes opened wide.
After a quick breakfast, it’s time to continue with the busy day.
Today, others are still responsible for catching rabbits and making hare jerky.
Another group of people were taken by Yu Qingqing to plant sweet potatoes in the fields.
Because there are many people here at Yuan Xichen's place, the soil of the sweet potato field was dug in advance, and everyone was preparing for when to plant the seeds.
"Come! Everyone come here!" Yu Qingqing raised a slender hand, and because it was raised high.
The sleeves of the clothes slid down the arms, revealing a large section of snow-white arms.
Suddenly, a series of burning gazes were staring at that place.
Suddenly realizing something, Yu Qingqing quickly withdrew her hand.
"Everyone, listen to me. If you see a sweet potato with buds, remember to put it on top and cover it with soil."
Yu Qingqing took out a sweet potato from a basket beside her. Tender green leaves were growing vigorously on the sweet potato.
This batch of sweet potatoes sprouted so quickly because they were accidentally exposed to rain.
According to Yu Qingqing's standards, the sweet potatoes selected were also slightly larger.
"Wow, they've actually sprouted. This is amazing." An aunt in the crowd couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
"That's right, that's right! This Miss Yu knows so much. She's so smart."
Another uncle was generous with his praise.
Everyone looked at Yu Qingqing, envious that she was someone else's daughter.
Because they were going to plant sweet potatoes today, Yuan Xichen had people move the things out early in the morning.
Yuan Xichen planned to use most of the sweet potatoes he found in Qingqing Village for seeds.
"Yes, just bury it like this. And prepare the fertilizer for the big pit next to it as soon as possible."
Yu Qingqing nodded with satisfaction after seeing a farmer sowing sweet potatoes.
Soon the fields were filled with busy figures, and Yu Qingqing took the trouble to answer their various questions.
When the land here is covered with sweet potato vines, it will definitely be a beautiful scenery.
"Third sister, you must be tired. Come, come over and have a sip of herbal tea."
Not far away, Qinghai came over happily with two buckets of tea on his shoulders.
When Yu Qingqing looked up, she saw the pale yellow tea in the bucket.
Beads of sweat the size of beans covered Yu Qingqing's forehead and flowed down her cheeks.
"Ah! My foot! Help!"
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