Everyone took the tea and tasted it slowly.
The taste is indeed quite good.
Rou'er said, "This is the local Biluochun, right?"
The village chief's eyes lit up and he said, "Yes, Miss Zhou has had it?"
"yes."
"That's right. Your father is Master Zhou, so it's normal for you to have drunk. I didn't expect you to want to show off. Please forgive me."
Soon all the dishes were served. The village head's wife's cooking skills were very good, and everyone praised her. Her face turned slightly red, and she kept saying, "You are too kind. I am glad that you like it."
The reluctance in my heart disappeared, and I even tried to eat more because there was still rice in the pot.
The rice here tastes softer and more glutinous, and has a unique flavor. Jiang Tuantuan said, "The rice in Suzhou tastes more fragrant and glutinous, and is completely different from the rice in the north."
The village chief said, "The air here is more humid, so the wheat and rice are growing particularly well."
"Yes, we saw it on the way here when we passed by some fields. I think the cotton here is very good. The clothes we are wearing were all newly bought from your cloth shop. They are very soft to wear."
One day, the village chief was delighted when hearing this. He said with pride, "Our cotton is indeed good. I'm not exaggerating. Almost every village grows cotton. And the cotton we grow here is all white cotton, which is great."
Following the village chief's words, Jiang Tuantuan said, "This cotton has different colors."
"Of course there are different types of cotton. In addition to white cotton, there is also yellow cotton and gray cotton. These are all low-grade cottons. Not only are they weaker in strength, but their quality is also poor. They can't be compared with our white cotton at all."
Jiang Tuantuan's eyes sparkled as he said, "Wow, it's so impressive! We can go take a look and learn a lot."
"Okay, come with me and I'll show you my cotton field." The village chief looked at these young girls and young men. They were all delicate and tender. It was obvious that they had lived a privileged life since childhood and had never done farm work. Naturally, they didn't understand these things. He just thought they were here on a whim to broaden their horizons.
Soon we arrived at the village chief's cotton field. The cotton was a meter tall. The village chief picked a cotton flower and introduced it, saying, "This is fine-staple cotton. It has a wide adaptability, a very high yield, and is of very good quality. You can feel it by touching it. Don't hesitate to pick it directly from the top. I have a lot of cotton at home."
Everyone picked a cotton flower and felt it was really soft, white, and fluffy. Mingman said excitedly: "It's so fun!"
She had stayed in the palace for a long time and seldom went out. She was even asked to go to the fields, which was something she could not even think of. Now not only was she here, but she was also playing there. Mingman was extremely happy.
Touching the cotton in my hand, I thought about the cotton grown in my own fields. It is indeed incomparable. I originally thought it was pretty good, but compared to this, the color is a bit gray or yellow.
Jiang Tuantuan asked, "How do you grow this cotton? It's so good."
Hearing her question, the village chief began to introduce it generously. Anyway, he was not afraid that they would learn it secretly. Even if they did, it would be impossible to grow such good cotton in other places. This was a natural advantage of their geographical location.
"For cotton, especially after rain, the soil must be loosened promptly to break up clumps, which can effectively inhibit seedling diseases. Generally, the tillage depth should not exceed 5cm. The field must also be finely cultivated. First, the surface must be flat, second, there must be no small stones on the surface, third, the ground must be clean and free of debris, and fourth, the upper part should be hollow and the lower part should be solid for easy sowing."
Jiang Tuantuan clapped his hands and praised, "Wow, the village chief is amazing."
Hearing the praise, the village chief slapped his thigh and continued, "There's a trick here that many people don't know. That's drying the seeds 15 days before sowing. Spread the cotton seeds on a drying mat or dry hard ground for 3-5 days to break the dormancy period and greatly increase the germination rate. That's why our per-acre yield is so high."
"Wow, there are so many tips for growing cotton. I've really learned a lot!"
"Of course not. This is something we have researched for generations."
After getting the information they wanted, Jiang Tuantuan and his group played in the cotton field for a while, bought some cotton and experienced farm life.
Everyone carried their own small bamboo baskets and went to the cotton field to pick cotton, simply for fun. Mingman and Rouer were the most enthusiastic among them, having a lot of fun picking cotton.
The village chief was also happy. He made so much money at once, four or five times more than he usually made.
I secretly sighed in my heart: "What a foolish man with a lot of money, but it's great to have money!"
After everyone had enough fun, they took a horse-drawn carriage to leave the water village. Sitting in the carriage, they squeezed the cotton in the bamboo basket into a ball. When they let go of their hands, the cotton suddenly swelled up, making everyone laugh.
Rou'er simply sprinkled cotton on it, and it fluttered all over the carriage. Finally, the whole carriage was full of cotton, causing everyone to sneeze and laugh while sneezing.
On the way back, I saw a lot of people walking in one direction. They were all families, young and old. The children's faces were full of anticipation. Some families were carrying bamboo baskets, which seemed to contain rice, flour, eggs and other things.
Were we going to visit someone? But we couldn't possibly walk that far just to visit someone! And there were so many people there.
Hua He immediately said, "Is there some kind of event going on up ahead? Everyone's going to attend. Wait, I'll get off and ask."
After getting off the bus, Hua He found a restaurant that looked friendly and said, "We are here to visit Suzhou. We saw a lot of people heading in the same direction. Are they going to participate in some activities?"
One of the women glanced at the carriage behind and replied, "So you're here to play with us. What a coincidence! The City God Temple in front of us is holding a temple fair these past two days. A lot of people are attending, and it's really lively. It's going on today and tomorrow. If you're interested, you can go too. It's especially lively at night."
"Okay, got it. Thank you."
Since the temple fair is being held, we must go. There is no better day than today, as all the others are inauspicious days. So we turned our horses around and headed towards the temple fair.
Pearl asked: "Where are we going to stay tonight?"
Ming Man replied, "Stay at the temple fair. If you can't stay at the temple fair, then just sleep in the open air. Staying directly in the wild, or sleeping in the car should be nice too. It's fun just thinking about it."
Pearl and Jade secretly sighed, "Our princess is really playing wild, but it's also good this way. The princess hasn't laughed so freely in a long time."
Everyone quickened their pace as they rushed towards the temple fair. As they approached the temple fair, more and more people appeared on the road. Everyone had a smile on their face, which made people feel happy just by looking at it.
As more and more people came, the carriage could no longer move, so everyone had to get off and walk up the mountain.
There are all kinds of stalls on both sides, selling everything.
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