Chapter 213 Are You a God?
The second elder brother is a worrier and had discussed this matter with Tang Qingshan, Big Brother Tang and Yan Shenjue in advance.
Things like planting herbs and flowers can be done by Xinbao, especially planting herbs.
Because country people don't grow this, there is no comparison, so it doesn't matter if it is a little better. Even if there are experts, they don't watch it from the beginning, so they can't grasp it accurately.
But there is no need to grow vegetables. If Xinbao likes, he can grow mushrooms and the like. As for other vegetables, family members can grow them. It is best to find someone to help during the planting process and let them watch the planting with their own eyes. This will prevent you from finding out that their crops are good and then thinking that they are hiding something.
He found that under the influence of Xinbao, their fortunes seemed to be gradually improving, so what they grew must be better than what people in the village grew. It would be enough for them to eat, and it didn't matter if they couldn't sell it.
But Xinbao just focuses on planting and doesn't worry about anything else.
Ginseng is suitable for loose, well-ventilated and well-drained soil. Although the pH value cannot be measured at this time, the humus soil of the forest that previously grew broad-leaved weeds is very suitable.
Normally speaking, the beds should be made the year before planting ginseng. The bed width, bed height, working path width... etc. all have appropriate values and need to be slightly adjusted according to the soil conditions.
For example, the plots of land with sufficient moisture that they are using now can be slightly higher, and the length can be set to about forty.
At the same time, a horizontal drainage ditch should be set up at a certain distance to facilitate drainage.
You can use well-rotted pig manure, chicken manure, bean cake and other farmyard manure as fertilizer and apply it in the year before planting. But if you want to plant now, you can only wait until it is fully decomposed and mix it in the soil when making the bed.
In addition, there are many rules and regulations on sowing amount, row spacing, thickness of topsoil, etc., so it is no wonder that the ancients could not grow ginseng. It is indeed a very rigorous matter.
Although Xinbao has practiced martial arts now, her brain is still not as good as in her previous life. She is slow to think about other things, but she thinks about problems related to plants very quickly. The knowledge is really engraved into her bones and appears automatically in her mind without her having to think about it.
So she kept muttering to herself while she checked the seeds and the site.
When I looked up, I found Yan Shenjue sitting at the edge of the shed, taking notes with his head down.
At this moment, the roof was not closed yet, and the pale white sunlight shone on him. His light blue robe looked particularly soft. The tail of his scarf hung down by his cheek, reflecting the young man's picturesque eyebrows and eyes. He was obviously so bookish, and yet he looked inexplicably elegant and unique.
Xinbao stood at the end of the shed, clasped his hands together like a megaphone, and shouted, "Brother Xiaoxian!!"
He looked up and said, "You are so beautiful, are you a god?"
Yan Shenjue was amused by her: "I am not a fairy, Xinbao is the little fairy."
Doctor Yuan Shen came in after lifting the curtain of the tent. He looked at the two of you and asked, "What are you two doing? Why are you smiling at each other? Did you pick up money?"
When he saw the paper on the table, he exclaimed, "How to grow ginseng? Why didn't you wait for me?! Xinbao, come on, teach me!"
Tuanzi sighed: "Then don't run around!"
"Don't worry!" said the divine doctor, "I won't run away this time!"
Xinbao was busy for several days in a row, and Doctor Yuanshen followed him closely to learn. One shed was not enough, so he occupied another one.
Brother Tang also collected all the peanut sprouts they had grown, and there were quite a lot. In addition to giving them to the Yuan family and the Shen family, Brother Tang also gave some to the Lin family who were the first to collect their vegetables.
They didn't want to make money from selling the vegetables, but mainly because the Lin family bought their vegetables, which was considered a favor to them, and it was a way of expressing their gratitude.
Xinbao had been thinking about the saffron in the garden and wanted to harvest it quickly to treat his fourth brother's leg. He followed him to the city, but found that the saffron could not be harvested, so he had a meal at Shen's house and came back.
Because it was cold, we borrowed the Yuan family's carriage.
Whenever the villagers saw them, they couldn't help but talk about it: "Tell me, the Tang family has really become prosperous this time."
This sentence is said at least eight or ten times a day in Yutang Village, by different people.
"If Liu Po and her daughter hadn't done it, how happy would they be now? But now that they've passed away, they can't enjoy any happiness anymore."
"That's right!"
"I don't know if Tang Erhe is still alive?"
"I haven't heard from you in so many years, Xuan! Besides, even if you come back, what's the use? Your mother is gone, your wife is gone, your home is gone, and you're just a little girl left."
"Oh my, speaking of this girl, she only makes one ounce of silver a month, which is more than enough money to eat gold!"
"Are you stupid?" Someone else said, "I heard from the clan leader that Tang Qingshan is smart. He doesn't want to take the girl home. If he gives too little silver, will it shut up others? Won't they stab him in the back? But if he throws one or two taels of silver, it's enough for anyone to think about it. It's money to buy peace and quiet!"
Wherever he went, there were voices of discussion.
But there was no more girl like Chen Yuhua and Tang Juanzi who came out to block him.
It seemed that ever since the second elder brother became a disciple, the villagers thought that the Tang family was a family they could never get close to.
Brother Tang just nodded and smiled at the villagers, and went all the way home without stopping the car. Then he suddenly had an idea: "Can I ride this horse?"
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Yan Shenjue jumped down holding Xinbao and answered casually, "Yes, I can ride it."
Brother Tang said, "Then can I ride it? I want to get familiar with it. I can ride a horse when I want to go into the city alone in the future."
Yan Shenjue said: "I'll ask Taiping to teach you."
"Not really," Brother Tang said a little embarrassedly, "My mother taught me when I was a kid, but I haven't ridden for a long time, so I kind of forgot. Can you tell me more about it... Okay?"
As he was speaking, he turned around and saw Yan Shenjue had already walked out for a long distance with his sister in his arms.
Brother Tang: “…”
Yan Shenjue noticed it, turned back, and said calmly: "The horse pulling the cart can't run fast."
His eyes were full of "Do I need to be taught this?"
Brother Tang held his forehead and said, "Okay, I got it."
Yan Shenjue looked at him, thought for a moment, and said, "Peaceful!"
Xiao Taiping came out in response, Yan Shenjue pointed at Brother Tang and said, "Teach him how to ride a horse."
Xiao Taiping stepped forward to teach him.
Xinbao stared at the horse with his big dark eyes. Yan Shenjue turned around and saw it, and asked hesitantly, "Do you want to ride it too?"
Xinbao nodded: "I think about it a little bit."
Yan Shenjue said: "This horse is not good, it's meaningless. I'll ask someone to pick a better pony and order a better saddle. You are small, so the saddle needs to be specially made so that it won't be worn. You can make a small one for you to practice on your own, and then make a big one for me to take care of you... I'll also make you a few sets of Hu clothes, so it's convenient for riding. It's cold to ride in a robe..."
The two of them walked into the house while talking.
Brother Tang: “…”
This differential treatment is very obvious. If I didn't know his personality, I would have thought he hated him.
(End of this chapter)