PFC Chapter 114 Composting Follow-up (1)
Chapter 114 Composting Follow-up (1)
The wheat ears formed in March and April of the following year.
Ever since he touched the wheat ears and found that they were denser and more abundant than in previous years, Hua Yuanqing has been going to the fields several times a day.
Not only him, but also Hua Anyan and those who followed Hua Yuanqing to compost were mostly like that.
Several families' dogs sneaked into the fields of those households in the village that hadn't composted their crops, touched the wheat ears that looked no different from before, and made a rough guess in their minds.
The clearer the truth was in their hearts, the less they dared to show it on their faces, for fear that some heartless person would destroy their fields.
But crops grow in the ground and cannot be hidden away.
Anyone who wasn't an old farmer who only had those two holes on their head for decoration could see the difference.
"Yuanqing, the wheat in your field is growing really well this year! The ears of wheat are so tight and dense, they're almost too heavy to stand upright. It's sure to be a bumper harvest!"
Hua Yuanqing was both smug and nervous.
He waved his hand dismissively, saying, "I think yours is doing well too! This year has been blessed with good weather and a bumper harvest!"
An old farmer treats his crops in the field with the same care he would take for his children.
When someone praised him, he was so happy he couldn't open his eyes.
Hua Yuanqing saw the topic change and couldn't help but touch the cold sweat on his forehead.
But as the days went by, the bountiful harvest in Huayuan Qingtian attracted the attention of many people in the village.
Seeing that he couldn't avoid the question, Hua Yuanqing said smugly, "How much fertilizer did I use in my field? Fertile soil naturally yields good crops!"
Recalling Hua Yuanqing and his bandits' ruthless behavior, where they wouldn't even spare leaves and dirt, and looking at the plump ears of wheat in the fields, many people muttered to themselves:
Could it be that the composting method Hua Antao taught her is actually effective?
The stubborn person retorted, "A large harvest doesn't necessarily mean a good one; it might just be a lot of empty shells!"
Hua Yuanqing rolled his eyes!
I walked home with my hands behind my back, humming a little tune.
After closing the door, his previous relaxed demeanor vanished, and he quickly said to Yan Dahua:
"The situation in the field has been discovered. From today until the wheat is harvested, I won't be sleeping at home anymore. I need to build a shed by the field!"
If any heartless person were to actually cause trouble, he would make them suffer the consequences!
The sun grew stronger, and the wheat turned from green to yellow.
Looking at the heavy ears of wheat in the field, Hua Yuanqing felt uneasy.
To avoid any unforeseen complications, seeing that it was almost time, he quickly sent a messenger to the city to inform Hua Anshan to return and harvest the wheat.
The sooner the wheat is harvested, the sooner we can have peace of mind.
On the day of the wheat harvest, the whole family got up before the roosters even crowed.
Not only Hua Yuanqing, but also Hua Anyan, after careful consideration, decided to harvest the wheat as soon as possible.
The other families who had also piled up fertilizer were unwilling to give up: "No one else in the village has harvested yet. I see some green in the field. If we wait a couple more days and let it grow a bit more, maybe we can harvest more!"
Seeing his reaction, Hua Yuanqing didn't try to dissuade him, and instead took his son to the fields.
Not only that, Hua Yuanqing was extremely arrogant this year. With a wave of his hand, he told Yan Moli to go back to her parents' home and call her brothers, and he would give her money!
More than 20 strong men harvested more than 20 mu of wheat in just over a day.
Hua Yuanqing had expected a bumper harvest this year, but he never imagined he would harvest so much!
The first day of work was only halfway over when Yan Dahua secretly found him and said that the family had run out of burlap sacks.
Hua Yuanqing was startled.
Is that all?
So many bags!
In previous years, Hua Yuansheng's ten mu of land was not leased to him; his own 15 mu of land yielded about 250 jin per mu.
A burlap sack can hold 100 jin (50 catties). A good harvest requires about 35 sacks, and even 38 sacks won't be enough, because the wheat will decrease in quantity after drying.
This year, however, he thought he had 10 more acres of land, so he went to the county town and bought 30 bags.
Including previous years, the family planned a total of 65 bags.
Less than a day has passed, and there's still a lot of land that hasn't been harvested, yet the bags are already used up?
Hua Yuanqing was shocked!
I'm so happy!
And I'm so glad!
Fortunately, he didn't ask anyone from the village, but instead asked his in-laws.
Yan Moli's family lived in a remote mountain village surrounded by mountains. They had little land and made a living mainly by hunting.
Although puzzled by the good harvest, they did not know the specifics.
If we ask someone from the village for help...
Various thoughts flashed through Hua Yuanqing's mind. After eating, without resting, he immediately drove the old ox that Hua Yuansheng had specially provided to the county to buy burlap sacks.
Not satisfied with that, Hua Yuanqing gritted his teeth and bought another 70 burlap sacks.
The next day, after seeing off Yan Moli's more than twenty brothers from her family, Hua Yuanqing turned to look at the burlap sacks piled high in the yard and grinned widely.
Hua Anshan was utterly shocked: "Father, our family's land..."
Hua Yuanqing complained, "What land? The composting method for peaches is the best! I estimate that this year's yield per mu has at least doubled!"
As it turned out, Hua Yuanqing's estimate was quite accurate.
After the wheat was harvested and dried, there were still 125 bags left!
125*100… Huayuan was thrilled by the liquidation!
Yield of 500 jin per mu!
500 pounds!
In the past, no one would have dared to imagine this!
He's made up his mind; from now on, he'll treat peaches like royalty!
He turned to look at his grandson, who was running and playing wildly in the yard, and felt dissatisfied.
Forget playing games, everyone get back to studying!
Therefore, when Hua Antao returned home again, she was warmly received by Hua Yuanqing.
Looking at her great-grandfather's overflowing loving gaze, Hua Antao was puzzled: After not seeing him for a while, her great-grandfather has become kind again!
The younger cousin, who had been forced to study by Hua Yuanqing through harsh methods, trembled when he saw his grandfather smile.
Hugging myself in a corner, I desperately tried to recall: Have I finished my homework? Have I read any extracurricular books?
It seems like everything has been done! But Grandpa…
Grandpa, please, please don't laugh like that, it scares us!
Since they all lived in the same village, even though Hua Yuanqing intended to hide it, the news of his bountiful harvest spread like wildfire throughout every corner of the village.
As more and more people learned about it, Hua Yuanqing rushed to the households that hadn't yet harvested their wheat to urge them to hurry up and cut it.
However, one family, after receiving accurate news of a bumper harvest from Hua Yuanqing, not only ignored his advice but immediately began harvesting.
Instead, they secretly cursed Hua Yuanqing for being stupid: "With such a high yield per mu, why not let the wheat grow in the field for a few more days? Maybe you could have harvested even more!"
More and more people came to his door asking to see the wheat, but Hua Yuanqing thought that almost all the other wheat had not yet been harvested and was afraid that something might go wrong, so he declined to let them see it.
Only after most people had finished harvesting their wheat and the village's most senior elder, Hua, had come to visit did Hua Yuanqing step aside to let them into the house.
Grandpa Hua is over 90 years old this year, making him one of the few long-lived people in the surrounding villages.
He sat shakily on the chair, his cloudy eyes wide open, and asked, "Ah Qing, I heard your family had a bumper harvest this year?"