Sister Han is good at farming

Chapter 38 Harvest

In early June, the house was roughly completed. Although the wall was still under construction, Ruan Qingqing and his family prepared to warm up the house in advance.

There were six tables for the warm-up banquet. In addition to Mr. Ruan and others, the guests included the hunter Chi and his son, the carpenter Yan and his son, and other helpers who came to help later.

It was quite lively.

"Ruan Laosi, it must have cost a lot to build this neat and tidy big yard of yours, right?" someone asked during the banquet.

Ruan Laosi chuckled and said, "I have spent all my family fortune here. Now I just have to rely on the income from the land to make a living."

"Speaking of the potential of this land, I saw that the potato harvest from Uncle Ruan's field was very good this year. The size of those potatoes is almost as big as two of the ones in our field. Uncle Ruan, do you have any tricks for this kind of land?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Ruan, who was eating, put down his chopsticks and said, "There is indeed a trick. I heard it from Qingqing, the eldest daughter of the fourth family."

"What? Ruan Handao can also farm?" Someone blurted out what he was thinking.

This caused every member of the Ruan family to glare at him with cold eyes.

Perhaps he realized that it was not nice to say the girl's nickname in front of her, so he smiled awkwardly and said, "It was just a slip of the tongue!"

Old Master Ruan sighed softly, "Earlier, in order to find food, Qingqing ran around everywhere. One day, by chance, she met a foreigner who was good at farming, and learned some farming skills from him. Don't underestimate Qingqing, although she is only ten years old. I'm not exaggerating, among all the young and old men present, there are only a few who can compare with her in farm work. You can count them on one hand."

"A ten-year-old girl is better at farm work than us? Uncle Ruan, you must have drunk too much today," someone questioned.

"Yes, Ruan Laoliu, even if you want to clear your granddaughter's name, you don't have to be so exaggerated, right?"

"Am I exaggerating? Who among you can reclaim five acres of land and plant one acre of potatoes within two months?" Mr. Ruan asked directly.

"Aren't there still Ruan Laosi and his eldest son?" Some people didn't believe it.

"Some of you have watched my fourth son grow up. How many times has he worked in the fields? Not to mention selling the land directly after the family split up." Old Master Ruan asked again.

"Looking at Ruan Laosi's white skin, he really doesn't look like someone who can do farm work. But what kind of work can a little girl do?"

"Maybe it's really God's gift. We can't envy him. You may not believe me, but I saw it for myself.

Everyone knows that I often go to the mountains from Wudaoling to hunt. I saw with my own eyes how they reclaimed the land bit by bit. Every time Ruan Laosi and his eldest son took a rest for three or five times, the girl seemed to be tired and didn't take a rest even once. "The hunter Chi also joined the discussion.

"Now that you mention it, it's true. Ruan Lao Si has been busy building a house recently, so he hasn't left the land idle. He's planted corn and sweet potatoes. Although the crops are a bit sparse, he's still planted about three or four acres!"

"Indeed, there are three acres of land in total. I'm not afraid of being laughed at by everyone, but the main force doing farm work in my family is really my eldest daughter." Ruan Wantie didn't feel that this was something embarrassing at all, but instead had a vague sense of pride.

"Old Four! How lucky are you to have given birth to such a capable girl!"

"This girl knows more than just farming. Just tell me, how do these dishes taste? Are they different from how we cook them at home?" Hunter Chi shouted in a loud voice.

"Could it be that these were also made by Ruan Laosi's eldest daughter?"

"She was the first to figure it out."

Yan Qufeng, who was sitting aside eating, also stopped chewing and became thoughtful.

The house-warming banquet once again made everyone's mouths water with joy.

Because not all the furniture was in place, the family only picked three rooms and lived there temporarily according to the previous allocation pattern.

After a good night's sleep in the new house, Ruan Qingqing and her family got up to work. Their potatoes needed to be harvested, and the longer they were left in the field, the more they would be eaten by field mice.

After everyone hurriedly ate breakfast, Ruan Wantie took his two children, carrying hoes and sickles, to Wudaoling to harvest potatoes. To harvest potatoes, they don't just go up and dig directly. They have to cut the seedlings first. Cutting the seedlings is mainly to facilitate the evaporation of soil moisture and facilitate harvesting.

Generally, it is enough to cut the seedlings one day in advance, but if it is a field with high humidity or sticky soil, the seedlings need to be cut two to three days in advance. For mountainous areas like theirs, one day in advance is enough.

At dawn the next day, Ruan Qingqing and his friends finished their breakfast and prepared to go harvest potatoes. This time, not only Ruan Wantie, Ruan Shiping and Ruan Qingqing would go to the fields, but also Ruan Lanlan and Ruan Shian would carry baskets to Wudaoling to help harvest potatoes.

The potatoes had to be harvested before the sun came out at noon. Otherwise, the potatoes would turn green and spoil more easily. So everyone worked together to harvest some of the potatoes before noon.

At the beginning, Nguyen Thanh Thanh and Nguyen Van Tie dug potatoes together, while Nguyen Shiping, Nguyen Thean and Nguyen Lan Lan were responsible for removing the mud on the potatoes by hand and then putting them into bamboo baskets or baskets.

Once the two baskets were full, Ruan Wantie was responsible for carrying them back.

Someone on the road was surprised to see the potatoes sticking out of the pole that Ruan Wantie was carrying.

"Oh my god! Ruan Laosi, are these the potatoes your family harvested this year? Did you plant them in the newly reclaimed land in the spring?"

"How could this be false? My child's mother and the children are still busy in Wudaoling!" Ruan Wantie responded with a smile.

"This is incredible. This is incredible. The potatoes in your house are really big. Yesterday, Brother Qiang said that the potatoes in your father's house are twice as big as the potatoes we harvested. I think he is underestimating. They are at least three times as big. How can you still call them potato eggs?"

When Ruan Wantie returned to the field with an empty basket, he saw a lot of men, young and old, standing in his field, looking curious.

"Ruan Laosi, your family has a great harvest! Look at the potatoes under this potato seedling. Not only are they big, but the quantity is no less than ours. I estimate that the yield from this acre of land should be at least 400 kilograms."

"Four hundred kilograms? I think it's at least six hundred kilograms, if not eight hundred kilograms."

"It's possible that there are really 800 kilograms. Look at the amount of each plant, it's quite even."

"It's so boring to just talk! Since we are all here, why not lend a hand and help Ruan Laosi harvest all the potatoes in this acre of land. Then we can all help Ruan Laosi weigh the potatoes and we will know the result," someone suggested.

"good idea!"

"No, no!" Ruan Wantie had never seen such a situation before and waved his hands quickly.

"Hey, Fourth Brother Ruan, it's okay, it just happens to satisfy our curiosity!"

So with everyone's help, the potatoes that might have taken a whole day to dig were all brought home in less than half a morning.

There was no need for Ruan Wantie to find a scale. Some people who were curious directly brought the large scale they used to sell pigs during the Spring Festival. A group of people crowded in the new yard of Ruan Qingqing's house waiting for the weighing results. Others who heard the news stopped working in the fields and ran over to join in the fun.

Mr. Ruan and the two brothers Ruan Wanjin were also alarmed. At first, they thought something happened to Ruan Wantie's family, and everyone ran to his house. It was not until the ground that they realized that it was a few young people in the village who fanned the flames. You know, Ruan Wantie's potato yield per mu is very high. For a moment, the father and his two sons were at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"Eight hundred and sixty kilograms!"

"Nine hundred and fifty kilograms!"

"Any more?"

"And, there's still a basket of potatoes that hasn't been weighed yet!" Someone with sharp eyes shouted excitedly, pointing at a basket in the corner.

"Sixty kilograms, minus the weight of the two-kilogram basket, the total weight of potatoes is one thousand and eight kilograms!" the person counting announced in a loud voice.

"What?" the hard of hearing old man asked, tilting his ear.

"The total potato yield per mu of Ruan Laosi's family is 1,080 kilograms!" the person counting shouted at the loudest voice of his life.

"Oh my god, is this the Kitchen God delivering food?" someone exclaimed.

"Hey, that's not the Kitchen God sending food, he actually has his own tricks of farming!" someone objected.

"What's the trick?"