"Da Lang, are you okay? It's time for us to go to the ground!"
The village chief had a loud voice and shouted at the door, which could be heard clearly in the house.
Cheng Yun responded quickly, and the whole family came out in full force.
Growing crops is not that easy. Just sow the seeds and wait for harvest. Apart from anything else, fertilization is indispensable.
There is a large pit at the back of the Cheng family yard not far from the latrine. It was dug under the guidance of the village chief for the purpose of retting.
It was only when Cheng Yun and the others were planting radishes last year that they learned that "fertilizer" refers to feces. At that time, the master and the young master of the family were shoveling feces with shovels. Their faces were as black as black charcoal. They were retching while shoveling.
Stomach bursting with acid water.
At that time, Cheng Yi even said harshly: "Don't think about me doing this kind of thing a second time!"
As a result, I can’t even count the times.
When farming, you have to deal with feces, urine and feces.
"Cheng Xiucai is also at home? Are you going too?" The village chief was a little surprised to see Cheng Zhongqian.
Cheng Zhongqian nodded. Since he is determined to serve the people, he must also understand the things that the people are most concerned about. Otherwise, it will all be just talk on paper. How can he talk about "serving the people"?
Lingbao jumped around next to him like a rabbit: "Uncle the village chief, there is me, I'll go too!"
The village chief said cheerfully: "Yes, yes, there is also our Lingbao."
Ling Bao pointed to Cheng Jin next to him and said with a smile: "And my third brother, he is also with us this time."
The village chief was very cooperative: "Hey, they are all good children."
Xie Wuyang stood at the door of his house from a distance, looking at them with a troubled expression.
Huaifu said: "Master, if you want to go, you can go."
"But, it stinks so much..."
Huaifu: "..." Then he doesn't know how to persuade me, and he also feels bad.
When passing Xie's house, Lingbao waved to Xie Wuhuang: "Brother Wuhuang, let's go."
She smiled brightly, as if the strange smell emanating from the bucket on the trolley could not affect her mood at all.
Of course it can't be affected. Think about it, these are all good things that can make the crops "full"!
Ling Bao, who is only six years old but has experienced the feeling of hunger, knows it all too well.
Xie Wuyang's heart moved: "How about I go with you?"
It's too boring to stay at home.
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Xie Wuhuang regretted it. It smelled really bad.
But Lingbao happily came over to hold his hand, and if he felt it stinked, he could just cover his nose and it would be fine.
"Huaifu, go get some veils."
Huaifu responded.
During this period, the villagers are busy applying fertilizer, especially last year's flood. Although it did not cause any serious casualties, the soil fertility was washed away. If crops want to grow well, doesn't it depend on soil fertility?
Lingbao and several small ones shared a bucket. Cheng Zhongqian, Cheng Yun and Cheng Yi each carried one bucket and used a ladle to fertilize.
Xie Wuyang and Cheng Jin were both fertilizing for the first time. They covered their mouths and noses with handkerchiefs and looked in pain.
Huaifu couldn't stand it anymore: "Master, how about I do it for you?"
Ling Bao turned to look at them and said considerately: "Third brother, Brother Wuhu, why don't you go and have a rest, I can do it myself."...
How can that work?
As men, how can they blame everything on their sister?
"No, we can do it!"
With that said, the two of them lifted the barrel, one on the left and the other on the right, and went to work energetically.
The king squatted on the ridge of the field, looking like "I have seen too much." He meowedly shook his head: "You are a man who wants to save face."
Lingbao saw the village chief's uncle standing on the road with a sad face. He walked over with concern and asked: "Village chief's uncle, aren't you happy?"
The village chief said: "I'm worried about this year's harvest."
I know that this year's harvest will not be good, but I am afraid that it will get worse every year.
It is good that fertilizer can increase the harvest, but there are only so many people in each family, and there is not enough for one's own family. There have been incidents of dung theft in the village before.
Later, someone gave me a beating and the village chief intervened, so it never happened again.
Ling Bao was surprised: "I don't even know!"
The village chief smiled: "You were not even born at that time, where do you know where to go?"
"It's been so long." Ling Bao sighed.
The village chief sighed again, feeling sad.
Lingbao didn't say anything at the moment, but wrote it down. After returning home, she asked the king: "Your Majesty, will future generations also worry about fertilizers?"
The king just ate another steamed bun secretly, but he ate too quickly and choked himself, beating his chest like a gorilla.
Lingbao quickly poured a bowl of water for it to drink. The king sat on the bed, holding the bowl in his two front paws and took a sip. If anyone saw it, they would definitely say that the cat had become a sperm.
"No, future generations will be chemical fertilizers."
Chemical fertilizer? Another thing Lingbao doesn’t know about.
She asked expectantly: "How to do it?"
"Don't think about it, you can't do it, you don't even know what chemistry is," the king said.
Ling Bao pouted unhappily, disgusting!
"Then what should we do? If the land has no fertility, we will have no food to eat."
The king said: "Chemical fertilizers are not enough. There are also farm fertilizers. The manure you use now is just that, but it is too simple. There are many kinds."
Ling Bao raised his ears and excitedly changed from lying down to sitting up: "What's there?"
The king was stunned by the question, and it had never studied this before: "There may be some in the library, I'll look for it for you."
Lingbao said obediently: "Okay."
The king has a natural connection with space. He can find books much faster than Lingbao, and he soon comes back with a book in his mouth.
""Practical Farming Technology", the library really has all kinds of books!"
The king said proudly: "Of course, otherwise why would we call it a library?"
Ling Bao opened the book and started reading from the table of contents. As he searched, he said, "The table of contents is really convenient. It would be great if the books here also have a table of contents."
"Speak to the printer."
Lingbao didn't even recognize the book printer, so she couldn't tell her, and even if she told people, they wouldn't listen to her as a child.
Found it!
"'The ground depends on dung, and the seedlings depend on dung,' and 'cultivating the land without dung is just like fooling around,...it's so true!" Ling Bao nodded seriously.
However, she could only understand this sentence.
She didn't know what nitrogen, phosphorus, calcium, or boron were, and she didn't even know the words. The king taught her them temporarily.
"These are chemical elements, so I say you can't make chemical fertilizers." The king said, "Look at the back, it says farm fertilizer."
Manure, soil fertilizer, compost, peat, green manure...there are actually fourteen categories!
Ling Bao was amazed.
What they use now is manure, but it's just not enough. The Cheng family is lucky, because Xie Wuyang's family doesn't need it, so it's all given to them.
For this reason, Xie Wuyang still felt embarrassed.
"There are so many, there must be something we can make now!"
Lingbao is already thinking about how there will be a bumper grain harvest next year if there is enough fertilizer...
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