Chapter 147 Chili Seeds
After the roots of the wood clover in the ground were dug up, the plot of land was suddenly empty.
The soil was turned up, and Jian Mo looked at the fertile soil, feeling a little regretful. It was a pity to leave such good soil empty.
Jian Mo discussed with Wu Jiong: "It's too late to plant a crop, so why don't we go outside and dig some grass to plant? Let's dig the round-leaf grass that Jiujiu likes to eat."
The leaves of the round-leaf grass are thick and tender, and taste a little sweet. Jiujiu and Ying Ao like this kind of grass very much. Jian Mo cuts this grass to feed them, and it is never left over.
Wu Jiong: "That's fine. We can dig along the river. There are a lot of them by the river."
Jian Mo cheered up: "Then I'll bring a small shovel. We can dig some and make a cold salad tomorrow!"
It's refreshing to eat some cold wild vegetables in this season.
There are round-leaf grasses everywhere by the river, but it's already autumn, and many of the round-leaf grass leaves are older. You have to pick them carefully to find the tender leaves.
Jian Mo and his friends dug the round-leaf grasses back, cut off the leaves to feed Jiujiu and Yingao, and only kept the short rhizomes to plant in the fields.
In that way, the newly grown leaves of the round-leaf grass are tender leaves.
When Jian Mo and his friends were busy in the fields, many people came to watch.
Qingkuang was also there: "This is the first time I've seen people grow weeds."
Jian Mo thought for a moment: "It's not completely weeds, this is mainly forage grass, that is, grass that is good for feeding animals."
Qingkuang counted on his fingers: "Yes, you have flying beasts, tut-tut beasts and long-tailed birds at home, and now there is also a river velvet beast. It's time to grow some grass to feed them."
Jian Mo smiled: "How much grass can such a small river velvet beast eat? It's mainly to feed them, and also to maintain the land so that it will be convenient for planting trees and taking root next year."
Qingkuang: "Nourish the land?"
Jian Mo: "Yes, the same crop absorbs similar trace elements when it grows. If you keep planting this kind of crop, some trace elements in the soil will be insufficient, and then This crop won't grow well, so we need to rotate it."
Qingkuang thought for a moment: "I roughly understand."
Jian Mo held up his hands: "Anyway, that's the only way I can express it."
Qingkuang: "You dug so much grass back, is your field enough for planting?"
Jian Mo straightened up: "Hmm?"
Qingkuang: "My field is empty anyway, you can plant it in my field if you need it."
Jian Mo didn't expect him to say that, and after thinking about it for a while, he felt it was not bad: "Then let's plant it, and when we plant it, we can apply fertilizer together, and the soil will become more fertile next year."
Qingkuang said happily: "That's great, I'll plant it with you."
With Qingkuang taking the lead, several other families also said they wanted to plant forage grass with Jian Mo.
The land was empty anyway, so it was just right to plant something.
Jian Mo said that he would bring more fertilizers to top-dress everyone's fields.
His family has stored a lot of fertilizers, and now the chirps are producing more and more fertilizers. Even if the fermentation time is taken into account, they still can't use it all, so it's just right to share some of it and use it up.
It's autumn now, and the crops are in the fruit-bearing period.
Jian Mo doesn't have much experience in planting, and he forgot about it before, but it's still in time to top-dress now.
With fertilizers, the fruits can grow more and bigger.
On this day, when Jian Mo was working in the fields, the fat chirps of the Baizhi tribe flew over and called them from a distance: "Brother Jian Mo - we are here - did you miss us?!"
Jian Mo straightened up, and before he opened his mouth, he couldn't help but smile a little: "Why are you here?"
The last time Jian Mo suggested that the fat chirps go to class together, the fat chirps ran away. Jian Mo was a little surprised that they would come at this time.
The fat birds were very proud. They flew over and stood by the field, puffing out their chests:
"We have something for you!"
"Brother Jian Mo, we brought you something good. Guess what it is?"
"A huge surprise! Guess it quickly!"
Jian Mo thought for a while: "Is it some special plant? Medicinal herbs or food?"
The fat birds were not convinced: "How did you guess it so quickly?"
Jian Mo smiled and looked behind them: "I see that the baskets you carry are not very big, so they can't hold anything."
Wan Zheng, the leader among the fat birds, said: "It should not be food, nor medicinal herbs."
Jian Mo was at a loss: "What is that?"
Wan Zheng: "Let us show you."
As he said that, Wan Zheng changed back into human form, took out a small bag sewn with cloth, and handed it to Jian Mo: "Brother Jianmo, look."
Jian Mo walked over, stretched out his hand to take it, opened the small cloth bag, and saw a few light yellow flat seeds wrapped inside.
These seeds looked very familiar, but Jian Mo couldn't remember what kind of seeds they were: "What are these?"
Wan Zheng: "Brother Jian Mo, can't you recognize them? They are the pepper seeds you drew for us!"
Jian Mo was startled: "Really? I forgot about them myself! Let me see."
Wan Zheng: "When we saw them for the first time, we thought they looked like the pepper seeds you drew. Do you think they are?"
Jian Mo picked up the seeds and looked at them carefully.
He had eaten peppers before and had seen pepper seeds when he cut peppers, but it was still difficult for him to tell whether these tiny seeds were pepper seeds or not.
There were too many seeds that looked alike.
Jian Mo held the seeds in his hand and asked, "Where did you find the chili seeds?"
The fat chicks said,
"In the bird's stomach."
"We didn't find it. People from the Yuqi tribe next door found it. They thought it looked like something and showed it to us. We thought it looked like something, so we sent it to you."
"When they found the chili seeds, there was something like chili skin in the bird's stomach, but it was almost digested. We couldn't bring it to you."
Jian Mo heard what they said, looked at the seeds in his hand, and thought to himself, "That's a close call. "
Fortunately, he didn't subconsciously lick it with his tongue, or else it would be a lot of fun.
The fat chicks looked at Jian Mo expectantly: "Brother Jian Mo, are these the pepper seeds you want?"
Jian Mo looked over and over at the seeds in his hand, frowning: "I can't tell them apart. The seeds are too small, and the seeds of other crops look like this too."
The fat chicks were a little disappointed: "Then what should we do?"
Jian Mo: "I'll try to grow it?"
The fat chicks: "It's already been eaten by birds, can it still be planted?"
Jian Mo: "Yes, many plants rely on birds to spread their seeds. I think the seed skin is not damaged, so it should be able to be planted."
Wan Zheng: "Then you plant it, we'll go back first."
Jian Mo hurriedly tried to stop them: "It's not easy for you to come all the way here, Let's play here for a few more days."
The fat birds chirped and declined politely: "Forget it, let's go back quickly. If we stay, the chief will call us to class."
Jian Mo smiled: "Not really."
Wan Zheng: "Really, the chief asked us to learn more when we are free, and not to embarrass ourselves by saying that we can't even beat the caracals
in the Yuqi tribe." Speaking of caracals, Jian Mo: "By the way, you can also thank the people in the Yuqi tribe for me, and say thank you for helping me find the pepper seeds."
The fat birds: "Okay, leave it to us."
Jian Mo smiled: "Then can you bring some things over for me?"
The fat birds looked at each other and agreed immediately.
Jian Mo put down the work at hand, took the fat birds home, took out the honey cubes, meat jerky and preserved fruits, and divided them into two even portions, one for the fat birds and one for the people of the Yuqi tribe.
Wan Zheng looked at Jian Mo and didn't want to accept it: "Brother Jian Mo, you are too polite. We didn't send the pepper seeds here for rewards."
Jian Mo said gently: "I know, but you are so good to me, I also want to be nice to you."
Jian Mo pointed to the meat jerky and preserved fruits in the basket on his back: "The meat jerky was made by Wu Jiong and I, with the aroma of pepper and garlic. The preserved fruits were also dried by us. We picked the sweetest and softest fruits and dried them outside for three whole days. We also asked the cubs to help drive away the insects. I would be reluctant to give them to ordinary people if they asked for them."
After he said this, the fat birds became happy and no longer refused. Instead, they flew back with the things Jian Mo gave them.
In the evening, when Wu Jiong came back, Jian Mo pulled him aside to talk about the suspected discovery of pepper seeds.
After Wu Jiong asked about the whole story, he said: "Do we want to plant these five seeds now?"
Jian Mo: "Yes, it will be easier to tell whether they are pepper seeds after they are planted. It's a pity that these seeds were found in the stomach of a bird, and I don't know if they can survive."
Wu Jiong: "Try to germinate three seeds first? If not, wait until the weather warms up in the spring and summer of next year, and then germinate the remaining two."
Jian Mo: "That's what I thought, I'll bring a small ceramic pot over."
These seeds were too precious, and Jian Mo was reluctant to plant them outside, for fear that they would be eaten by birds or insects.
So he personally took a small pottery pot and dug the most fertile soil outside, wet it with water, and then buried three pepper seeds in the pottery pot in a triangle shape, covered them with a thin layer of soil, and placed it on the windowsill.
In his memory, pepper seeds would germinate slowly, not as fast as grains.
He hoped that these three seeds would germinate, and that they were really pepper seeds.
After planting the seeds, Jian Mo said to Wu Jiong, "The people of Baizhi tribe seem to have a better relationship with the people of Yuqi tribe."
Wu Jiong: "What do you mean?"
Jian Mo smiled, "I feel that the people of Baizhi tribe sometimes admire the people of Yuqi tribe. The people of Yuqi tribe also seem to be closer to the people of Baizhi tribe and will tell them if there is anything."
Wu Jiong was not surprised, "The people of Yuqi tribe are indeed more careful and manage the tribe very well. The people of Baizhi tribe are very loyal, have good personalities, and are very energetic."
He paused, Wu Jiong said, "They often interact with each other, and they may slowly discover each other's advantages."
Jian Mo: "That makes sense. When do you think the chiefs of the two tribes will be together?"
Wu Jiong thought for a moment and said, "Maybe not too soon."
Jian Mo looked at Wu Jiong and said, "I think it will be sooner than expected. Do you want to make a bet?"
Wu Jiong held his hand and said, "No, I believe you."
Jian Mo jumped on Wu Jiong's back and said, "Why don't you insist at all?!"
After the seeds were planted, Jian Mo looked at them three times a day, hoping that they would sprout soon.
Seeing that the soil was not moving for a long time, he tried to dig out the seeds and observe them carefully.
Jian Mo whispered to Wu Jiong: "Could it be that they have been in the bird's stomach for too long, and these seeds have been corroded and can't germinate?"
Wu Jiong: "That shouldn't be possible. I feel that these three seeds are still alive."
Jian Mo: "Can you feel this? I don't feel anything. If I had known earlier, I would have overcome my psychological shadow and tasted the seeds."
Wu Jiong reached out and rubbed his head: "Even if you overcome the psychological shadow, you may not be able to taste it. Don't think about it."
Qing Kuang and the others knew that Jian Mo's family had planted three very important seeds, so they all came to see what was going on.
Qing Kuo looked at the wet soil: "Is it because there is no sunlight? I remember that some seeds need sunlight to grow?"
Jian Mo: "Now that you mention it, it seems possible. I'll move it to the yard."
As he said that, Jian Mo started to move the pottery pot to the place with the best sunlight.
Qing Kuang looked at his cautious look and didn't quite understand: "Is chili really that good? You've been thinking about it for so long."
Jian Mo: "Really, when you find it in the future, you'll understand after you try it. Chili is a very important condiment. It's hard for people who are used to it to leave it."
Jian Mo sighed: "I'm just used to it. Now I can't adapt without chili."
Whether it was ginger, garlic powder, or pepper powder, Jian Mo used them to replace chili, trying to get a little spiciness, but the effect was not very good. No matter
how good these condiments tasted, they didn't taste like chili.
Jian Mo sighed. The longer he didn't eat it, the more he missed chili, and now he missed it too much.
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