Chapter 307: 307 stroke tobacco leaves

Chapter 307 307. Brushing tobacco leaves

The weather is heating up extremely quickly this year. It is only mid-to-late May and the temperature has already risen to over 30 degrees.

Although the village is much cooler than the city, the temperature has increased so high that now the fan has to be turned on every day when eating.

It doesn’t get cool until the second half of the night, especially the older guys, who are really afraid of the heat. If they want to sleep in the first half of the night, they also need to turn on the fan.

Considering that her grandfather’s house had to be cleaned up in the summer, Song Tan could not bear to buy an air conditioner. Instead, she brought back a few fans and put one in each room.

This is not bad, but Qiaoqiao has a strong firepower and has to blow all night long. I turn on the fan in the first half of the night and don't know how to turn it off when I'm asleep. In the second half of the night, I touch the quilt all over the bed.

He slept in the room next to Song Youde. Originally, the old couple felt sorry for their grandson, so they took a look at him at night and realized that blowing his stomach was not good!

So early the next morning, Song Youde called his sister and brother:

“Tan Tan, Qiao Qiao, take your sickle and go to the village to look for rushes. Cut two handfuls and bring them back. I’ll weave some straw mats for you.”

Nowadays, every house has air conditioning, and bamboo mats and straw mats are gradually becoming less useful. The edges of several bamboo mats in Song Youde's home have been cracked from the seals, and their branches are tangled.

It can be used, but it’s hot and there’s not much farm work, so there’s no need for it.

Rush…

Song Tan thought to himself: The last time I wandered around the village, I only got a handful of them, and they were still born.

This meeting will require enough for weaving straw mats...

She pushed Qiaoqiao back: "Grandpa, it's hot outside, tell Qiaoqiao to study at home, and I'll do it."

“By the way, let me ride your tricycle.”

As he spoke, he took the key directly from the house, and then got on the red tricycle.

He called Song Youde very distressed: "You ride slower! Don't drive my car into a ditch."

What answered him was Song Tan's roaring voice speeding up.

There are still a few clumps growing where the rushes were cut last time. These clumps can grow long and big in one clump, and the place is remote and is a wasteland...

Song Tan gave some spiritual energy and waited patiently for a while, and soon there was a big fluffy green mass in front of him.

She waved her sickle and bundled a lot of them in two or two strokes, and then filled the back seat with them.

Looking at the time, it was still early, so I went to the vegetable garden to take a look under the bright sun -

The cucumbers are already ripe, feel free to touch two and eat them directly!

Hold the cucumber with your left and right hands, twist it in the opposite direction, and the slightly rough thorns on it will be twisted off, and then pat it on the body nonchalantly...

Tsk, she doesn’t look like a fairy at all.

When your hands feel refreshed, you just "click" and bite into it. The instant refreshment soaks into your mouth, and you feel as if you can feel the refreshing fragrance of cucumber in your throat and eyes.

She ate the food in three or two bites. When she lowered her head, she saw that the three treasures and the four treasures were raising their heads and looking at her eagerly.

Okay, these two greedy dogs.

There is plenty to eat from the vegetable garden.

She smiled, stuffed the remaining cucumber heads into their mouths, turned around and pulled two more on the cucumber stand: "Eat slowly, and find a place to rest when it gets hot."

Turn around and look at the eggplants in the field.

Now some of the green eggplants have matured, the purple eggplants will take some time, and the Chinese cabbage has been sold out, leaving only two rows left, which I can eat and supplement as needed to supply my own home.

On the other hand, the pepper seedlings that were planted before are now growing lush and green, and the white-flowered and green peppers are luxuriant and ready for picking, but the yield is not large yet.

There are also cowpeas.

Good guy, this thing looks as if it is life-threatening. The strands are as long as hair hanging down, and you can easily grab a handful of them.

However, Song Tan didn't plan to sell these vegetables directly. She wanted her seventh cousin and everyone to help pickle them into sour cowpeas and then sell them.

Here, Old Man Li is looking back and forth in the rice field with his hands behind his back. The rice is growing vigorously, with full grains and a lush green color.

When the wind blows, continuous green waves spread across the fields. Old Man Li's heart and eyes are full of joy when he sees it, and he is sowing rice flowers in his dreams.

“Tantan,” he said with experience, “this rice was planted early, and it’s growing surprisingly well... I’ll wait and see, it will be harvested in June.”

“Okay, I’ll find someone to drive the harvester when the time comes.”

Song Tan answered readily.

“You little girl, you don’t even know how to care about money.:

Old man Li said to her: "On these two fields, what kind of harvester are you looking for? The big men in your family can come up and click a few sickles, and it can be done in a day!"

Song Tan:…

Just, it’s not like we don’t have money, right?

Why bother on a hot day?

“Grandpa Li,” she laughed: “My family works, and I’m afraid you can’t help but do it too. It’s so hot today, and I can’t explain it to you if you get sunburned later.”

"It's okay. I'll ask someone to drive the harvester when the time comes. If you really care about money, there are some leftover ears of rice in the field. You can pick them up and clean them up yourself. I don't care."

Old man Li was instantly surprised: "Really give it to me?"

"Give!"

How many ears of rice can be picked up from two fields?

But Old Man Li doesn’t think so.

He showed Song Tan the rice fields and the vegetable garden, but knowing how delicious the food at home was, how could the rice still be unpalatable when the cucumbers looked like that?

He is a bad old man, how much does he eat in a year?

“Okay,” he chuckled, “I’ll pick up the ears of rice, so don’t send rice to my house. It’s enough to eat.”

Song Tan giggled and didn't respond - she had the final say whether it was enough or not.

Seeing that the time was almost passing, Kaka finished the cucumber in his hand, then turned onto the cement road next to him, got on the tricycle and ran home again.

As soon as I returned home, I saw Song Youde spreading a clean plastic sheet on the floor and sitting on the bench, picking out tobacco leaves one by one.

It is worth mentioning that Song Tan only planted about two acres of tobacco, but because of his aura, it grew exceptionally strong. The yield can be said to be the peak that can only be achieved by people who have extremely good water and fertilizer management.

600 kilograms of tobacco leaves were harvested!

These 600 kilograms of tobacco leaves are cured in the curing room, which is almost 200 kilograms of flue-cured tobacco.

Song Youde had a treasure, and it was windy even when he walked!

At this moment, he was taking out a few pieces of roasted golden tobacco leaves, then he pinched the stem in the center of the leaves, moved his hands left and right, and pulled off the leaves, leaving only a bare stem aside.

This action was obviously done very quickly. After a few swipes, a small handful of tobacco leaves piled up next to it.

Song Tan stood there and looked at it: "What are you doing?"

Song Youde was cheerful and full of expectations: "I have run out of tobacco. I'll cut some and smoke it first."

Alright.

As far as smoking is concerned, her grandfather couldn't be more positive.

Look, there’s a lot of rushes in the back seat of the car now that I can’t care about.

The yield of fresh tobacco leaves per mu is 800-1800 kilograms. Note that it is fresh leaves, kilograms.

Most of the information says that the yield per mu refers to the production of flue-cured tobacco.

Everyone, please be careful not to look too far wrong.

(End of this chapter)

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