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Chapter 663

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"If I don't say it," An Jing continued to smile, "At that time, you may ask me where is the right place to choose this seedling bed. Dear masters, are you saying that I am right?"

Due to Tong Nongzhi's identity as Nongzhi, no one here agreed with An Jing and said it was right.

Tong Nongzhize was choked instantly, and his ears were slightly red. It was obvious that An Jing's words fell on his face. It also made him remember An Jing again in his heart.

Guo Nongzhi also remembered An Jing's words in his heart, but after seeing the contest between Tong Nongzhi and An Jing, Guo Nongzhi thought to himself that An Jing was sharp-tongued and sharp-mouthed. If he wanted to vent his anger, he had to be more cautious. He would not be unable to vent his anger, and would rather lose his face like Tong Nongzhi.

"Do you guys have anything else to say? If not, I will continue to talk about the Seed Bed."

"Please say it, Lord An."

Seeing that no one was talking, An Jing said: "If you choose the seedling bed, you will start to make the seedling bed. The seedling bed should be tidy and suitable for the hardness of the nutrition bowl, and it should also be fertile."

"You guys probably don't know what to use to make nutrition bowls. Then let's take a look. There are bowl-beating tools here, but the soil is too dry and hard, so you can't make nutrition bowls."

I quietly pointed at the bowling tool at my feet and let everyone see it.

Everyone knows what the bowl maker looks like, but they still don’t know what the nutrition bowl looks like.

An Jing said simply: "At that time, this thing will produce a soil-like column. A small hole will be concave in the middle of the column. Cotton seeds can be placed in the hole, and soil will be covered on the cotton seeds at that time."

Everyone imagined it and understood it roughly.

Seeing that everyone was no longer so confused, An Jing smiled and said to Xiao Changyi: "My husband, thank you for your hard work next."

Xiao Changyi had no expression on his face and did not speak. He nodded to Anjing, and then, without looking at the thirty farm officials, he chose a small piece of land as a seedling bed.

Then, sprinkle ash on the seedling bed.

Then, water some more water.

Finally, turn over the soil.

At the same time, An Jing explained: "Everyone knows that sprinkling the wood ash in the fields can make the things in the fields grow better. My husband sprinkling the wood ash on it, and he also wants to make the cotton seedlings grow better at that time."

"As for turning over the soil, one is to make the wood ash better mixed with the soil, and the other is to make the soil less hard at that time and can be made into a nutritional bowl."

The twenty-eight peasants present nodded when they heard An Jing say this, showing that they understood.

Only Tong Nongzhi and Guo Nongzhi did not look like leaders who came to learn at all, but were like leaders who came to listen.

Tong Nongzhi and Guo Nongzhi actually listened carefully, and both of them were studying seriously, but they both felt that they were Nongzhi, and they were higher than Anjing and they had to be arrogant.

An Jing could detect the unfriendliness of Tong Nongzhi and Guo Nongzhi to her, but she didn't bother to worry about her.

Xiao Changyi turned over the small piece of seedling bed, then sprinkled some wood ash on the seedling bed, sprinkled some water, and then covered the seedling bed with an oil cloth and pressed the oil cloth around with soil.

An Jing explained why it was covered with an oil cloth. After explaining this, An Jing said: "After two or three days, we will lift the oil cloth, sprinkle some water, and cover the oil cloth. After this cycle of three or four times, the soil on the seedling bed will probably become the hardness suitable for making a nutrition bowl."
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