Early in the morning, after the Li family got up, Mr. Li harnessed the mule cart and prepared to sell tofu.
What the Li family didn't expect was the enthusiasm of the villagers. The villagers had heard about the Li family building a tofu workshop in the past few days. When they learned that Li Xiaomei's tofu workshop opened today, every household came with big bowls and said, "You buy one piece, I buy two pieces." Before they left the village, the 60 kilograms of tofu were sold out, and those who came late couldn't even buy one.
Mrs. Wu was very happy to see the tofu sold out. "It's sold out in a short time? Do you want to make more tomorrow?"
Mr. Li put his hands behind his back and said to his daughter, "The villagers' attitude today is not reliable. Let's wait and see the market tomorrow. Don't be anxious yet!"
After the Li family's tofu workshop was officially opened, Li Yan asked Wu to take him to buy twelve piglets.
The piglets are still small now, and the tofu dregs at home mixed with the leftovers from the restaurant are more than enough to feed them.
When the piglets grow up and the grass on the mountain can be cut, there will be no need to worry about feed.
After the spring, Li Yan bought so many livestock at once. Her main purpose was to use the livestock manure for compost!
If I want to use the wasteland I bought last year to grow crops, I must first use fertilizer. In such a poor and backward ancient time, if I want to make the barren land produce crops, I must carefully tend the land.
Thinking about the unknown fate of the fertilizer that she had asked Old Man Zhao to pile up some time ago, Li Yan called Old Man Li, a skilled farmer, and the grandfather and grandson went down the mountain to check the condition of the compost.
Seeing the grandfather and grandson, Old Man Zhao immediately dropped his work and went to greet them: "Young lady, why are you here at this time? What's the matter?"
Li Yan asked with a smile, "Uncle Zhao, where is the fertilizer I asked you to ferment last time? How about you take us to check it out?"
Old Man Zhao then led the two to an open space at the foot of the mountain. Pointing to a large pit in front, he said, "Girls, right there. I've piled all the chicken and pig manure from the chicken and pig pens into this pit just as you said, and mixed it with straw and hay. Do you think this is right?"
Li Yan carefully observed the fertilizer pit where Old Man Zhao had piled it, and then nodded with satisfaction.
The chicken manure, pig manure, straw, and other organic matter in the pit are evenly mixed together to form an organic compost pile.
Li Yan praised, "Uncle Zhao, you did a great job! This compost looks like it's fermenting normally. The livestock manure will ferment after being mixed with plants for a while, and the fermented manure can be used as fertilizer for farmland! With this fertilizer, the wasteland at the foot of the mountain can be saved!"
Old man Zhao was confused by Li Yan's words, but he understood the last sentence, which was that he did not delay the girl's business, and the fertilizer was finally made!
Old Man Zhao was very happy and said, "Girl, you are amazing! I have been farming for so many years, and I only knew that livestock manure can be used to plow and harrow the fields, but I didn't know there was such a way to make fertilizer. I feel like all these years of farming have been in vain!"
When Mr. Li heard what Mr. Zhao said, he couldn't help but agree, "Don't say you don't know. Even I, a farmer who has been farming for most of my life, only learned about this composting method today!"
I couldn't help but look at my little granddaughter beside me: "Are these all written in the agricultural book?"
Li Yan touched her nose and said calmly, "Of course, otherwise how would I know all this! I also know how to make compost now, so I can try it on my uncle's fields when I get back! If I apply some fertilizer to those low-quality fields, the yield will definitely increase!"
After the grandfather and grandson finished inspecting the compost, they walked back down the mountain. Li Yan said to her grandfather, "Grandpa, can you weed the wasteland I bought and start reclaiming it?"
Mr. Li looked back at the vast expanse of barren land covered with dead grass at the foot of the mountain. "It's time to weed and till the soil. With so much land now, it's almost time to plant wheat!"
Li Yan shook her head: "Master, I have other plans for these lands!"
Old Master Li turned around and glanced at his granddaughter who was keeping him in suspense. Thinking of the high-yield crops that the child insisted on going south with her uncle to look for, he couldn't help but shook his head. He had some doubts in his heart. What kind of crops could achieve a yield of more than a thousand kilograms per mu? I'm afraid it can only exist in dreams!
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