Cheng Chaodi sighed several times.
"Yes, but you know, it's freezing cold, so we can only make something indoors like you did. Why not give it a try? What if it works?"
I learned these basic farming skills after coming to the countryside. I would say I only have a superficial understanding, but I know quite a bit about my own garden and the vegetables I eat.
Cheng Chao talked to her, with a sliver of hope, asking if there was any other way.
Thinking about the vegetable greenhouses and strawberry picking gardens of later generations, I considered the possibility of them being implemented now.
The greenhouses she had come into contact with had all been improved and were now intelligent, but the principle of heat preservation remained the same. She also had some impression of the primitive greenhouses in remote areas that occasionally flashed on TV.
"Let me tell you, I'll say whatever I know. I can't really explain the growth cycle and living habits of these vegetables. I just followed the villagers' lead. I only suddenly remembered this. You should go back and ask someone knowledgeable."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Chao immediately sat up straight.
"You say it, you say it,"
They've been here for many years and know what they need to know. Cheng Chaolai hasn't been here long, but what about Lin Zhengde and Cheng Jin?
After a brief thought, I realized that at that time, the sources of information from the outside world included television, newspapers, radio, telegrams, and radio stations, but even more so, books.
The Cheng family could afford to buy TVs and radios, but Cheng Chao probably wouldn't have time to watch them. She really didn't know what students were learning these days, or whether they studied history. Anyway, she learned a lot of her common knowledge from novels and TV shows.
Moreover, she didn't know if anyone had already started doing this at that time.
"Hmm, do you know about ancient greenhouses?"
Cheng Chao nodded; he had indeed heard of it back in school.
"You mean, build a greenhouse?"
"right.
Look, it's already cold here in winter, just like you said, it's hard to even eat a simple dish.
If we build a greenhouse, will this problem be solved?
With such a large force, you have enough manpower, right?
Firewood shouldn't be a problem, right?
The two most important things in a greenhouse are temperature and humidity. With so many people, can you keep an eye on them?
Cheng Chao nodded in rhythm.
"Then what?"
With a simple shrug,
"Then it's beyond my control; I only know the basics."
But isn't this a bit inappropriate? It's freezing cold; not only is digging the foundation difficult, but warming the indoor floor won't be easy either.
"Now that you mention it, the problem doesn't seem so difficult to solve, does it?"
I don't really know much about it, but there are definitely quite a few families who make a living off this stuff.
"Do you consider this self-sufficient? Won't someone report us?"
It was only suddenly that I realized this was during the period of public ownership, when collective interests were paramount, and it was such a chaotic period. Would this be considered a violation of regulations?
Cheng Chao waved his hand dismissively.
"It's alright. The military and government are both involved, and there are troops stationed here. They can't interfere."
"That's alright, since you're not doing this to make money anyway, and it's like your own vegetable garden, so it's easy to talk about."
Cheng Chao lowered his head and considered the possibilities very seriously, even taking notes in a small notebook.
I just want to cover my face.
"You can't be serious. I just gave a suggestion. You'll need to find an old farmer to tell you how to do it. Only his advice is correct."
Cheng Chao didn't even look up.
"What you said is very important. I'm afraid I'll forget it later. You have no idea how long this has been tormenting us."
The main reason is that the political commissar in charge of daily life, Cheng Jin, and the top leader, Lin Zhengde, have really gone to great lengths to ensure that everyone can have a better meal. Cheng Jin even has a mouthful of blisters now.
Cheng Chao simply couldn't stand by and watch. If it really worked out, the brothers would benefit, and it would also help Cheng Jin share the burden.
Write it down carefully, then look at the simple version.
"Anything else?"
"I... let me think about it,"
Seeing Cheng Chao's serious expression, it was difficult to say no.
Thinking back carefully to the greenhouses I had occasionally seen in my past life,
"Yes, we need a plastic sheet so it can see the sunlight."
Then, at night, straw mats should be used to cover the plastic sheeting to keep it warm, and also to protect it from being damaged if the wind gets strong.
That's all I know.
However, in the spring, I think I saw someone somewhere using small sheds made of bamboo strips to grow seedlings. Once the seedlings were bigger and the weather warmed up, they were transplanted directly outside. Apparently, this method is said to produce better seedlings than planting them directly from seeds outdoors.
“Those babies in this house never see the sunlight, otherwise they would have grown up long ago.”
The wooden trough in the simple room was placed at the end of the kang (a heated brick bed), and it did not see much sunlight, but it was not as exaggerated as Jian Dan said.
Cheng Chao carefully took notes, and only after confirming that Jian Dan hadn't thought of anything else did he close the notebook, put it away solemnly, and prepare to go back.
He had originally planned to have another dinner here before heading back in the dark, but after hearing what he heard, he couldn't sit still any longer.
"Brother Cheng Chao, are you leaving?"
When Jian Xin saw that Cheng Chao had started wearing a cotton-padded coat, she put down the toys she was playing with.
"I have something to do back home. I'll come see you again in a few days after I've rested, okay?"
The little girl tilted her head, thought for a moment,
Are you going back to find your uncle?
Jian Dan and Cheng Chao exchanged a glance.
Why do you ask that?
"Did Uncle go to find Dad?"
"you?"
The little girl paused for a moment.
"Sister, could my brother take the dumplings we saved for Dad and Uncle with him?"
"What if... we can't find it?"
The little girl pouted.
"Then I'll pack them for them when they get back."
After confirming that the little girl wouldn't cry, he simply gestured for Cheng Chao to go to the kitchen.
"Alright, since she's spoken, I'll pack all the frozen dumplings for you. If this uncle can't eat them, he can take them back and give them to the other uncles!"
Cheng Chao, who came carrying a small bag, was carrying a large basket on his back. It contained two gourds, two watermelons, a large bag of frozen dumplings on top, and a bag of chives wrapped in several layers, which had just been cut.
Finally, I pulled out a bag of sticky rice cakes. Cough, they were made last year, and there were still quite a few left over, which I put in my space.
This stuff is indeed chewy and soft, and the bean paste filling is very sweet, but I really don't like it. It's okay to try it once in a while, but my stomach would resist eating it for a whole meal.
Of all the packages I made last year, almost none were used after giving them away.
She didn't even think about making steamed buns this year.
The large basket was filled to the brim.
Of course, I still climbed over the back wall, circled around the foot of the mountain to the village entrance, and crunched out of the village on the snow.
With something on his mind, Cheng Chao didn't slow down and returned to the camp a third faster than usual.
To be fair, the person who knows him best is Cheng Jin. Upon seeing Cheng Chao's attire, he couldn't help but tease him.
"Going to buy more goods again?"
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