When they arrived at the Spring Tribe, Ba started chirping with the shaman, and immediately there was a collective roar. Zhang Heng calmly accepted the word harvest this time, because he had really become stronger. Perhaps his combat power was still the same, but in his heart
He has become stronger and has really seen blood...
It was night, and everyone in the Spring tribe had a good meal. Zhang Heng also planted the plants he brought back, telling the witch not to touch them. Naturally, the fangs of the wild beasts became his trophies, hanging together with the teeth of the blood wolf.
On the neck. But when he saw that not only Wu Heba also found the teeth of wild beasts he had hunted before and hung them on his neck, but other primitive people also imitated them. Zhang Heng couldn't help but smile. Everyone knows the love for beauty!
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Early the next morning, Zhang Heng remembered that he had forgotten about looking for pine needles. He immediately waved his hand and called Shangba and Big Beard out of the cave. However, they did not dare to rush into the depths of the forest. Fortunately, they were found quickly.
The three of them hugged some similar needles, which was enough.
"That's it, yes, that's it, bury the sweet potatoes in the soil, it's called soil!" Zhang Heng called the witch and got busy. He only had the confidence to teach the witch.
The sweet potatoes are buried in the soil with their skins on, but the top part needs to be exposed, about half buried, to facilitate germination. A large sweet potato can sprout many tender teeth. When vines grow, pick the top part.
For transplanting bifurcated stems, a family in the village only needs to cultivate seedlings on a piece of land of 30 square meters, which is enough to transplant several acres of land. Some villagers also picked bifurcated stems and carried them to the town to sell, which is very cheap.
, it’s a matter of weight!
After burying them, because there was collective excretion just yesterday, the fertilizer on the land is enough for the time being, but it also needs to be irrigated with water. This is also simple. There are only a dozen sweet potatoes in total, and you can irrigate them with just a handful of water.
When cultivating sweet potato seedlings in the village, the most important thing is drainage, so Zhang Heng divided this small piece of land into many pieces, digging trenches at intervals, "Okay, now cover the needles!"
Zhang Heng asked the witches to work together, and evenly covered the sweet potatoes with needles. In the village, pine needles are called pine needles, which means as thin as hair. They are very soft, but very dense. Covering them in the soil can provide
The seeds keep warm, and the needles do not touch water. If raindrops fall on them, they will either flow into the ground or be evaporated to dryness quickly. Moreover, because the needles are too thin, the needles can be easily washed away when the seedlings grow out.
Covered with leaves, they will thrive. Even today in villages, pine needles are used to cover the land to encourage the sprouting and growth of crops such as onions.
"Wu, you can do the calculation now. Well, just look at the sun and calculate the solar days." Zhang Heng wanted to record the time when the sweet potatoes sprouted. He chose science and was always instinctively interested in these data.
"Sun Festival!" Wu responded, but he didn't know if he really understood it.
Zhang Heng nodded, and then thought that this was newly reclaimed land, and there was no fertilizer such as urea available. Finally, he decided to wait in the original space until the sweet potatoes were transplanted before returning to reality. Based on reality, it would take about
About forty days is not a very long time.
On the second day, Zhang Heng planned to summon Cugu and others to hunt in the forest while the feeling was still there. However, the sky was not beautiful. It rained for several days in a row. Although it was light rain, the spring rain did not stop.
Unable to go out.
Suddenly I remembered a sentence I accidentally saw in the squad leader's lyrics book, "The drizzle fell across my face; the drizzle drizzled across my face; my clothes were wet because of the drizzle; maybe it left quietly, so I was the only one left in the quiet valley, letting him
It flows and the shape cannot be seen clearly..."
Touching the raindrops on his face, Zhang Heng suddenly felt that these days of missing him were a bit painful. What was the squad leader doing at this time? Was he sleeping or playing outside with his friends... But did he ever think of him for a moment?
This classmate...
"King!" came the bearded voice.
Zhang Heng looked sideways and saw that the bearded man was pointing at the sky and whining, and smiled: "This is called rain. When rain falls, it turns into water. Water is the source of life. People need to drink water, animals need to drink water, and plants need to drink water."
You also need to drink water..."
It was late at night, and the rain was still falling. It seemed particularly peaceful tonight, and the roars of the beasts had disappeared. Zhang Heng looked at the fire but could not fall asleep for a long time. In a daze, the squad leader's face was reflected in the flames, and he was looking around in the cave, but his eyes
The focus was never focused on him. For a moment, melancholy surged out... After a while, he came back to his senses and quickly laughed at himself: "The old people in the village said that cats will howl in the spring. That was in
It’s called spring…”
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This morning, the drizzle finally stopped, and the sun shone down, moistening the earth. The drops of dew were reflected like pearls, making people want to run them through their fingertips!
I took a look at the transplanted plants outside the cave. They were very good. The green leaves were plump. They were planted well! After thinking about it, I couldn’t help but stepped forward and gently peeled off a strand of needles. My dear, I didn’t expect the sweet potatoes to be like this.
It's about to start sprouting, and there are already some tender sprouts on it, but it's not enough. A big sweet potato can grow dozens of tender sprouts.
But soon Zhang Heng became angry, because he suddenly saw two sweet potatoes missing. Who, who secretly dug up and ate them in the middle of the night? Are there thieves among primitive people? He shook his head again, it shouldn't be possible, and looked at it carefully for a while.
, guessing that the small animals must have been dug up and eaten.
"Witch!" Zhang Heng rushed into the cave and roared.
Soon the witch ran out. Zhang Heng dug up the pine needles, revealing two small holes, and roared: "Witch, a small animal ate the sweet potato and it was stolen."
Although Wu didn't understand, he understood. He lay on the ground and watched for a moment, and then roared angrily. Suddenly everyone in the cave rushed out, chatting and exchanging words, and finally everyone let out a roar that shook the sky.
, even the children showed their sharp teeth, as if they were ready to rush in and bite at any time!
Seeing this, Zhang Heng calmed down first. He was just angry because the fruits of his labor were destroyed, but now that he thinks about it, sweet potatoes are not worth anything. At worst, he will waste some time and cultivate them again. But the first thing to solve now is to prevent similar things.
, otherwise the sweet potatoes will be eaten up by small animals.
"Roar!" Ba waved his double ax crazily, but he didn't know how to help, so he anxiously circled around Zhang Heng.
"King, wuwu~~!" Wu's voice at this time was full of grief, anger and urgency.
Zhang Heng held hands with each other and walked around the land for a long time. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he roared: "Cut wood, surround the land with wood, dig deep piles. Dig pits, dig deep pits around the land, and set traps."
, I don’t believe it, even small animals that can only steal things can’t be dealt with!”
"Wang Mu?" Wu's tone was full of doubts.
Zhang Heng did not explain any more, but waved his hand and told everyone to start work immediately. If we don't do it well today, it would be really tragic if the sweet potatoes were stolen again at night!
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