20demayo Chapter 259 Planting
Chapter 259 Planting
Three days later.
Sang Tian brought about twenty females to grow vegetables.
The fertility of the soil in the cultivated land is now very high.
The electronic screen of Sang Tian's solar watch showed that it was only mid-February according to the lunar calendar.
There weren’t many vegetables discovered to begin with, and there aren’t many that can be grown now.
Now we can only grow ginger, pepper, cabbage, radish, coriander and eggplant.
In addition to ginger, Sang Tian also brought rapeseed for several other vegetables.
Sang Tian divided the cultivated land into five equal parts, with radish growing in the largest area and coriander growing in the smallest area.
Except ginger, which reproduces by rhizomes, not by seeds.
So Sang Tian chose ginger that was pest-free, smooth, and brightly colored, and cut off the rhizome of each piece of ginger. That is, the raised nodule on the ginger, which is the part that will sprout.
Sang Tian had previously described the shape of the hoe to his tribesmen, and later ground it out of animal bones.
It just comes in handy now.
Use a hoe to carve out a row, not too deep. Then press the sliced portion of the ginger rhizome into the row, making sure the rhizome buds face upward. Then sprinkle a layer of wood ash as fertilizer and lightly cover with soil. Don't cover too thickly.
Afterwards, the children of the tribe carried their small bamboo buckets to the stream to fetch water. Then they watered the planted ginger little by little to keep the soil moist.
After watering, the children all put their hands on their hips with a sense of accomplishment. He even said to the newly planted ginger: "Grow up quickly~"
Sang Tian smiled inwardly.
Ginger has a long growth cycle, generally taking 6-8 months to harvest. When the leaves begin to turn yellow, the rhizomes can be dug out.
It will take another half a year. "When the grapes are ripe again, you have to wait patiently..."
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As for coriander, there is no need to dig soil or anything like that. Just spread the coriander seeds evenly on the ground, cover them with a thin layer of soil, sprinkle some wood ash, and water them.
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As for peppers, eggplants, cabbages, and radishes, you need to dig rows. The rows don't need to be deep, just a thin layer will do.
About twenty females worked at the same time and it was done quickly.
These seeds are small and delicate. Just throw half a handful, the size of a baby's hand, into each nest.
After the seeds grow, you can keep one or two of the largest and best seedlings. You can throw away the rest or transplant them to other soils.
The tribesmen quickly finished it, covering it with soil and sprinkling it with ash.
The boys poured water on the plants, and then everyone took the things back to the tribe.
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In the woods near the tribe, there was a small patch of trees covered in white flowers, each with five petals, pure white. There were about twenty of the same trees.
The flower was familiar, but Sang Tian couldn't figure out what it was for a moment.
After looking carefully at the texture of the bark, I suddenly realized that it was a small cherry orchard!
I live in a place that's neither north nor south, so I'm not familiar with cherry trees growing in green belts. Besides, how many of you here can recognize a cherry tree even though you haven't planted one at home?
After all, it blooms really early, and there is no sign of leaves at all.
But who told her that her major was plant research? However, she hadn't done it for too long. If her supervisor knew that it took her a while to recognize a small cherry tree, he would probably be furious.
Speaking of mentors...
I remember that when he came to Shennongjia for investigation, he enthusiastically brought several of his favorite students to engage in practical academic research.
But Sang Tian never imagined that she would slip and fall off a cliff, and end up traveling to the ancient times where no one lives...
Ten minutes before the time travel, the instructor had reminded Sang Tian to be careful...
These are not the past, not "this feeling will only become a memory".
Even though Sang Tian cannot forget that she comes from the modern era, she is never willing to forget herself.
But in such an environment, Sang Tian felt like she was sailing on a sea of suffering, carrying this memory alone. Therefore, she had to think about it often, so as to ensure that she would not forget where she came from...
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Forget it, let’s talk about something happy.
I believe everyone likes to eat cherries, not to mention that these ancient cherries are probably as big as a baby's fist. It is so delicious to eat one in one bite.
Just show off all the cherries until you’re full!
The leftover cherry can be brewed into cherry wine or made into cherry jam.
Anyway, it won’t be wasted!
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As I was thinking, I arrived home in a short while.
Ping An and Xi Le were taken to the hunting ground by the males. Zhuang Zhuang was still too young, so he played with the other children in the tribe.
Some females were drying bamboo shoots, some were washing clothes by the river, and some were weaving backpacks... Some males who were not on duty were sharpening bone knives, and some were learning how to do carpentry from He...
The spring breeze filled every corner of the Tianlang tribe and lasted for a long time.
It's still early.
Sang Tian put down his things and went to the horse training farm to ride a horse.
There are also many tribesmen in the horse training farm.
Some of the tribesmen were training the donkeys and horses they had just captured, and some were learning to ride horses. For example, Sang Tian came here to practice riding.
Even Yin was there, yes. He was old enough to ride.
Moreover, Lei specially selected a docile khaki foal for him, which was suitable for him.
Lin saw Sister Sang coming over, and followed her in to ride his pony.
Lin is already ten years old, but he is older than Yin.
The two children rode side by side on their horses.
Lin was a chatterbox, babble-ing non-stop. Yin wasn't much of a talker, but he still managed to reply to Lin's questions intermittently.
Yin is really busy during these important moments.
Therefore, the children in the tribe were not so afraid of him anymore. Instead, they felt that Yin had magical powers that could control insects, and they all admired him.
As for Yin, although he would not take the initiative to talk to them, he would not reject or refuse if the children asked him to play.
The smiles on his face gradually increased.
Not bad, not bad. Everything is moving in a good direction.
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As the sun sets, Sang Tian sits on horseback, sometimes looking at the sunset, sometimes looking at the grass. His shadow is stretched long by the golden light and reflected on the grass.
Here, it's like you don't feel the passage of time, everything is just right and comfortable.
Sometimes you don’t have to think about anything at all, just be in a daze and empty yourself, and you can stay in such a beautiful scenery with the spring breeze blowing for a whole day.
No need to worry about maintaining ever-changing interpersonal relationships, no need to worry about food, clothing, housing, and transportation, no need to face the pressure of a rapidly advancing society...
You can create a world for yourself in this ancient era just by relying on your own hands.
This kind of life is good.
Anyway, Sang Tian is enjoying it.
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The time was almost up, and Sang Tian was about to get off the horse.
Suddenly, someone grabbed her waist from behind, and before Sang Tian could react, the environment around her was shaken.
In just a moment, he landed safely on the ground.
The bony hand was still resting on her delicate waist, and the heat from the palm reached Sang Tian's heart.
When I looked up, it was indeed Cang.
It was Cang's turn to go hunting today, and he had just returned. He had come here after hearing from his tribe that Sang was here.
really.
Her slender figure sat on the horse's back, her long legs hanging naturally, her hair sprayed with a layer of golden mist in the sunset, floating in the sunset sea...
It was so beautiful that his heart skipped a beat...
He approached her as if possessed by a ghost, and with one of his strong, sturdy arms, he grasped Sang Tian's waist from behind and pulled her down.
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Their eyes, like the blue waves, fell into each other's eyes, and love splashed out waves of ripples, rippling endlessly...
A knowing smile...
Cang took Sang's slightly cold hand and said in a low and pleasant voice: "Let's go home and cook..."
Sang Tian let him lead her away.
My heart is not only sweet...but also happy...
After a busy day, cook together with your loved ones...
This is a wonderful thing...