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377.Diverse hobbies

After Song Tan finished speaking, he showed the clarification to Xin Jun - after all, he is here to be a serious tutor, and he cannot destroy his innocence out of thin air.

Xin Jun:......

It doesn't matter if Cheng Bu clarifies, anyway, he is unlikely to give up this job for his girlfriend for the time being. Real job.

But the problem is——

"Song Tan, didn't you just say that you planned to hire someone to cut rice to pick a boyfriend? Why do you want to hide your beauty in a golden house now?"

And these are all words of tiger and wolf!

If you exercise, you should exercise. When talking about core flexibility... the sentences above and below are yellowed!

Song Tan thought for a while: "Oh, that may be because I have varied hobbies - but isn't it normal for people to have multiple hobbies?"

"What are your hobbies?" Zhang Yanping passed by and said casually: "It's normal to have various hobbies!"

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Xin Jun glared at him angrily - "We are talking about the type she likes! You didn't listen to what she said, she likes many different things!"

"This is normal!" Internet guru Zhang Yanping didn't understand Xin Jun's madness: "Little girls nowadays want everything from naughty dogs to uncles to overbearing CEOs... They don't even make a choice, they all want it!"

Song Tan clapped quickly: "Yes! That's what I am!"

Xin Jun:......



Because the class reunion had to be coordinated according to everyone's time and arrangements, the watermelon Wu Qianqian wanted could not be delivered for a while.

As for the 50 watermelons that the guy from the police station ordered, since he had already taken a few with him before, they could last for a day or two, so he was not in a hurry.

Song Tan looked at the pre-sale orders online, wondering how much he would sell tomorrow... Turning around, he saw Old Man Li wearing a straw hat, strolling over slowly.

"Tantan, please take a look, how has the weather been in the past few days? If it is good, I will start draining the fields today, and we can prepare to harvest rice."

"Ah!" Song Tan became excited - her rice!

Is this ready to be harvested?

The locals don't often grow double-cropping rice, so she relied on her aura to boldly try it. Some time ago, she observed that the rice was growing quite well, but she didn't expect that it would be harvested in a blink of an eye.

When Song Youde heard the news, he also came out of the room. When he saw Old Man Li, he was very happy:

"You still know how to serve the rice. I walked there the day before yesterday and saw that the ears of rice were so heavy, plump and big that I didn't even want to pinch them off..."

Old Man Li was even more embarrassed: "What are you talking about?"

"We have been planting rice all our lives. When did we grow something that is insect-resistant and disease-free like this? The ears are so full and strong! Whoever planted rice like this in the early years would have people from all over the country come to see it... Or

Your rice seeds are well selected, but I don’t understand what kind of nutrient solution Tantan adds to them.”

No wonder you can now produce more than 1,000 kilograms of rice per mu by just planting rice. The science is still different.

The two looked at each other and felt that the other was very capable.

Song Sancheng was also happy from ear to ear:

"For many years, I have missed the taste of this rice at home! I feel like any other rice I buy in the future will not have the aroma."

Song Youde glared at him: "You are not clear-headed. What kind of rice did we grow originally? Can it taste as good as the Wuchang rice that Tantan bought later?"

What they originally grew was ordinary indica rice. The kind now sold in supermarkets for two yuan a pound is not crystal clear, but also gray and a little yellow, and the taste is not very good.

It has high yield, strong resistance to lodging by diseases and pests, and low cost, so every household grows it.

When it comes to taste, it's really far behind.

Song Sancheng was not convinced: "The variety of rice is not as good as anyone else's, but the rice I harvested always smells like rice when I eat it. The one I bought is crystal clear, and I always feel like I missed something..."

Zhang Yanping nodded - he had made connections with grain merchants and knew something about it:

"That's true. Because if you want to sell rice now, it must be well packaged, look good, and be stored as long as possible."

"So we used to remove the shells from the threshing machine and it was done. When cooking, we had to pick out the gravel and broken shells..."

When he was a child, he was most impatient to do this.

"But now the rice needs to be polished, so of course it will be crystal clear."

However, the most nutritious germ layer has been worn away, so what you eat is all starch.

This is also the reason why rice is not recommended as the staple food in all recipes when losing weight in recent years.

It’s not because rice is bad and has no nutrients, but because of the current processing methods, its nutrients cannot be preserved.

Unless you buy expensive germ rice with a short shelf life, you will deliberately keep these nutrient layers.

Song Youde didn't quite understand the meaning of "germ" or "not germ", but it didn't prevent him from understanding the matter. At this moment, he sighed:

"Anyway, I can eat enough now. I won't talk about nutrition and taste until I'm full... My own rice this year is nutritious, so I'll eat more by then."

He thought very openly, but at this moment he couldn't help but worry: "But now that the yard is full, how can we dry the rice on the two acres of land?"

The little old man's memory of plowing rice still lingers on when the rice was cut with a sickle.

At that time, the harvested rice had to be picked up, hauled to the drying field to dry thoroughly, and then manually pulled against heavy round stones to crush the rice over and over again to remove the ears.

Finally, let it dry to raise dust, and then the spring rice...

In short, the busy farming season involves sowing and harvesting. It’s so painful that I can’t even shed tears!

Zhang Yanping was stunned:

"How to dry it?"

Wouldn't it be enough to use that harvester to walk around the field for ten or twenty minutes, collect the rice, break the straw, and pile the remaining grains on the open ground to dry?

Song Sancheng became happy.

"You young people just don't take money seriously - we only have two acres of land in total, and it's still a mountainous area. If you ask someone to drive a harvester, how much does he need to make money from one acre of land?"

If the entire village harvests, or in the Great Plains area, the price for harvesting one acre of land is 80 to 150, which is a price that everyone can accept.

Because people can make money back by relying on quantity.

But he only has these two acres, even if it’s 150 per acre, labor, fuel costs, plus machine losses... is it enough?

It’s a hot day, who cares about doing this business?

But if the price per acre of land was increased, for example, to 300 - God! Song Sancheng wouldn't dare think about it.

The state regulates grain prices, and grain prices cannot rise. If we really calculate it this way, if we work hard on these two acres of land for a year, we will not earn a penny, and we will have to pay back!

Of course, they have no intention of selling it, but once the economic calculation is done, no one will be able to part with the money.

Zhang Yanping was at a loss——

"Otherwise, in such a hot day, we have to harvest manually. How long will it take?"

The so-called "looking at the mountain and running to death". Two acres of land, everyone talks about it lightly. If you really do farm work, you will not be able to see the end if you bend down...

Harvest yourself?

He shuddered and couldn't imagine it.


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