ebookland Chapter 185 Cultivation Opportunities Are Everywhere
Chapter 185 Cultivation Opportunities Are Everywhere
“Grandfather, look.”
Before the person even entered the house, everyone inside could hear the sounds coming from outside.
The siblings stood in front of Wen Yuanqian and the others.
Wen Yuanqian picked up the sprouted potatoes and sweet potatoes, looking at the tiny sprouts at the eyes, "Wen'er, is it ready to be planted?"
"Yes, my brothers and I just emptied the bags of potatoes and sweet potatoes and looked through them. We found a lot of them that had sprouted, and they're all sitting on the kitchen floor now."
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes and experienced it firsthand, Wen Chengjian and the others would have believed her words.
How many people can learn to lie without blushing and remain calm?
Looking at the tender shoots, Grandpa Wang asked cautiously, "Will they survive in this cold weather?"
"Grandpa, why not give it a try? What if it works? Wouldn't that give us a better chance?"
Wenwen looked eager to try. "Grandpa, can I plant in your backyard?"
"It's possible, but the soil isn't fertile enough. It's freezing cold these days, so it's hard to cultivate."
"Grandpa, take us to see this place first."
The group of people all rushed over and followed Grandpa Wang toward the back door.
Stepping out the back door, one sees a vast expanse of barren fields. The collapsed field ridges indicate that many things must have been planted here before, but the freezing weather and drought have made it appear particularly desolate and bleak.
Wenwen picked up a stone, squatted down, and casually dug a few holes with it.
The soil here is cracked due to lack of water, making it very easy to dig; a deep pit appears immediately after only a few digs.
Wenwen picked up a handful of soil from the deep pit, lost in thought.
She knew that black loess soil was best for growing potatoes and sweet potatoes, followed by yellow loess and sandy loess.
These soils share common characteristics: they are loose, have good water retention and aeration, which is conducive to the expansion of potato and sweet potato tubers.
Wenwen rubbed the soil in front of her with her fingertips. She saw that the soil was loose and porous, and its color was dark gray, which was very much in line with the basic characteristics of black loess soil. She didn't expect that this was the best planting area.
She immediately had an idea. After thinking for a moment, she said to Grandpa Wang, "Grandpa, is all the land here like this?"
Ever since Grandpa Wang learned about these two types of dry food, and after listening to Wenwen's endless chatter, he was completely bewildered. It would be a lie to say he had no expectations, but he couldn't quite put his finger on how much expectation he had.
Therefore, nowadays, Grandpa Wang can only try his best to answer every question.
"Yes, that's how all the land in our village is."
"Sir, it will take about two months to harvest after planting. Which plot of land do you think would be suitable for planting?"
More than two months?
Grandpa Wang was even more bewildered.
In the past, it was impossible to get a good harvest without spending more than half a year working on the crops.
Now, these two problems can be resolved in just over two months?
He didn't quite believe it; it was like listening to gibberish.
Grandpa Wang looked at Wenwen suspiciously, only to see that Wenwen's bright eyes were full of confidence, as if to say, "Trust me, I definitely won't cheat you," and her expression was also full of "When the harvest comes, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."
Grandpa Wang was momentarily swayed and said with great enthusiasm, "You can plant any kind of land; you can choose whichever you like."
Looking at the vast expanse of land before her, Wenwen said confidently, "Okay, plant it all."
The Wen family was quite surprised when they heard this.
Plant them all? Are you kidding me?
There are several acres of land here, but the key question is, do they have that many seeds?
Wenwen was unaware of her family's concerns; she had her own considerations.
"Grandpa, where are your farm tools? We'll start tilling the land right now."
"Father, you and my brothers can till the soil here, while my mother, sisters, and I cut the seeds. Is that alright?"
Upon hearing this, Grandpa Wang waved his hand and refused, saying, "No need, no need, you guys rest, we'll take our time."
Wen Yuanqian laughed and said, "Brother, don't worry about them. Let them eat and drink their fill and then do their work."
After Wen Yuanqian's attempts to dissuade him, Grandpa Wang had no choice but to let the Wen family do as they pleased.
Fortunately, it was getting late, and the area around Grandpa Wang's house was remote, with neighbors far away, so no one noticed what was happening there.
The Wen family divided the work among themselves, with the men taking farm tools and going out the back door to till the land.
The women cut the buds into pieces in the courtyard. This was a task that the Wen family had all done before, so everyone had experience with it.
Right now, the Wang family courtyard is bustling with activity.
The women of the Wen family were on one side, while Wenwen, Uncle Wang, and Aunt Wang were on the other side.
Although I had previously discussed with Grandpa Wang and the others how to handle the seed issue.
However, combining theory with practice is more convincing.
So, right now, Wenwen is talking to the two elderly people about the precautions for sprouting potatoes, cutting them into pieces, and using them as seeds.
"Grandpa, Grandma, the size of these pieces should be appropriate, neither too big nor too small. If they are too big, it will waste the seed potatoes, and if they are too small, the seedlings will be weak and the yield will be affected."
"Xiaowen, how old is considered 'big' and how young is considered 'small'? We don't quite understand."
Regarding the issue of address, Wenwen insisted on not calling him her benefactor, so in the end, Grandpa Wang could only call him by his name.
It's just a name, no need to overthink it.
"The size of the pieces is not fixed; it depends on the size of the seed potato and the number of eyes. Generally speaking, it is sufficient to ensure that each piece has 2 to 3 eyes."
"Oh, I see. Now that you put it that way, we understand."
"Also, after cutting the pieces, you can coat the cut surfaces with wood ash, or let them dry in a cool place before germinating or sowing. That should do it."
"Wood ash? There's some in the stove. I'll go get some." After saying that, Aunt Wang hurried off to the kitchen.
Looking at Grandma Wang's retreating figure, Grandpa Wang couldn't help but laugh and say, "This old woman is quite energetic now; even her legs seem more agile."
"Hahaha......"
Everyone laughed when they heard Grandpa Wang's joke.
Wenwen thought to herself, when you're down on your luck and someone brings you new hope, you'll be motivated to seize the opportunity.
A moment later, Aunt Wang came out with a basket of wood ash. "Xiao Wen, do you think this is enough?"
"Enough, enough."
After Grandpa Wang and Grandma Wang understood, everyone got to work together.
There is strength in numbers, and unity is power—this saying is truly accurate.
Soon, all the seed blocks were cut, and everything was ready.
......
The fields by the back gate.
At this moment, the men of the Wen family stood on the ridge of the field, holding farm tools, looking at the newly turned field in front of them, and were all very excited.
At first, these people still followed the farming habits of ordinary people. Wen Chengfeng, out of laziness, secretly channeled his spiritual power into the farming tools, and his speed immediately surpassed everyone else's.
So everyone followed suit, unleashing all their spiritual power, and the results were astonishing.
Looking at the vast fields, Wen Qilin was moved and prepared to utter a few words of inspirational rhetoric: "Cultivation opportunities are indeed everywhere. From now on..."
Wow, the fields are all plowed?
The sudden exclamation of surprise interrupted Wen Qilin's next sentence.