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After returning, the grapes had been taken away, and people of all sizes had also returned from the orchard. Zhang Taiping had just stayed at home for a while and was preparing to go to the mountain to help when Wang Min and Song Lan came over.

"Commander, are you ready to go out?" Song Lan entered the yard and asked Zhang Taiping with a smile.

Zhang Taiping nodded and said, "Well, I'm about to go to the mountain to see the progress of the wooden house. What can I do for you?"

Wang Min came forward and gave Zhang Taiping a cigarette, lit it and said, "That's it." After he said this, he felt a little unable to speak and stopped.

In the end, Song Lan came forward and said, "Brother Wang Min and I also want to plant some strawberries under the trees in the orchard, and we want to buy some strawberry seedlings from you. Do you think... what's the price?"

After hearing this, Zhang Taiping understood why Wang Min was a little hesitant. Generally speaking, in rural areas, if someone's goods make money and you quickly follow up and do the same thing, it will feel like competing with others and ruining other people's jobs. And the fellow villagers

It’s hard to get away with your reputation, and it’s easy for others to talk about you.

However, Zhang Taiping does not make money from strawberries, and he is not afraid of others following suit and shutting down his business. Planting strawberries is just a whim to satisfy his appetite. Now that someone wants to plant strawberries, he will naturally not object, and

I will also encourage everyone. After all, if this is cultivated well, it can also be a way to make money.

He waved his hands indifferently and said: "This is not a problem. Some strawberry seedlings are not valuable. You can just go to the orchard and dig them as much as you want."

"Isn't this good? Just tell me a price and we'll dig it out." Song Lan also felt a little embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter what the price is. Strawberry seedlings reproduce very quickly, and the seedlings are not valuable at all. And you can just do it with confidence and boldness. You don't need to consider my feelings here. I don't make money from this."

After finishing speaking, he called Fan Ming out of the house and asked her to lead Wang Min and his wife to the orchard. Before leaving, she warned: "First choose a dense and lush place to dig."

Wang Min did not follow, but stayed to ask Zhang Taiping a few technical questions about growing strawberries.

"Is there anything that needs to be paid attention to during the planting and cultivation process?" Zhang Taiping said that it didn't matter and he didn't rely on this to make money. Wang Min felt more natural when he talked about it again.

Zhang Taiping took a puff of cigarette and said: "There are actually no requirements during the planting process. You only need to plow the ground again, then use a stick to dig a shallow hole in the loose soil and put the strawberry seedlings with the roots cut off. The only thing is that

What you need to pay attention to is that you need to have enough water.”

“Will these seedlings freeze to death in winter?”

Zhang Taiping shook his head: "Strawberry seedlings are very cold-resistant. In winter, you only need to cover them with a layer of corn stalks or hay and firewood. Now that time has passed, as long as there is enough water and fertilizer, one winter will be over and the next year will be over.

It will bloom and bear fruit as soon as it reaches the sky.”

"I wonder if there are any requirements for fertilizer?" Wang Min asked this question again, because this question is related to whether strawberries can enter stores in the city.

"It's still the same old rule. If you want to sell it in a store, you can't use chemical fertilizers or pesticides. It must be purely natural." Zhang Taiping popped out the cigarette butt and said.

Wang Min had no experience in planting at all, and now he didn’t know whether it could grow well without the application of chemical fertilizers. He asked again: “Are there any diseases that need to be prevented with this thing?”

Zhang Taiping thought for a moment and realized that it would be really difficult to grow strawberries without pesticides, because without pesticides, white rot would easily appear, and the strawberries would rot one by one and there would be no harvest.

Then he said to him: "I have two suggestions for you now. Because strawberries do have several diseases that need to be prevented, and it is really impossible not to use pesticides."

Applying pesticides means that you can't enter the shops in the city, and sales will be a problem. Wang Min said with some caution: "What do you think you are doing?"

"The first one is to cover it with a greenhouse. This can not only effectively prevent diseases, but also keep the temperature inside low in winter, so that it will grow quickly and bear fruit early next spring. Then use farmyard manure and oil residue instead of chemical fertilizers.

, so that you can put it in the store and sell it."

After hearing this, Wang Min said: "The cost of the greenhouse is probably not low."

Zhang Taiping nodded: "This is natural, but this kind of greenhouse has been used for many years. Once it is done, it can pick fruits twice a year."

"What about the other method?" Wang Min asked. He couldn't make a decision yet. He had to compare the two methods after hearing them and then discuss them with Song Lan when he returned home.

"The second method is to grow naturally outside. You can use chemical fertilizers and pesticides. Just pursue the quantity." Wang Min opened his mouth and was about to say something, but was stopped by Zhang Taiping. "No matter how good the quality of the strawberries produced in this way is,

You can't sell them in shops in the city. However, you don't have to go to a shop in the city to sell strawberries. The sales speed in the town is not slow. Basically, you can sell as many as you can pick in a day.

How much does it cost? My family once had a record of selling for two thousand yuan in one day."

Wang Min's eyes lit up after hearing this. Greenhouse management requires not only technology but also cost, which is the last thing rural people want to see. As long as it can be sold, he prefers the second method.

After explaining Wang Min's doubts, Zhang Taiping headed towards the mountain.

The wooden houses scattered here and there on the mountain are almost ready to be built. They just need to be covered with red tiles and dried for a while before they can be inhabited.

Old Man Qian directed everyone to work in full swing. There was smoke and water when working on this hill. From time to time, people would bring fruits such as watermelons and grapes. The only disadvantage was that there were no tall trees on the hill.

After ten o'clock, the scorching sun shines directly, making people sweat profusely.

When Zhang Taiping came over, he took out a frozen watermelon from the refrigerator and shouted: "Come here and rest for a while. Eat a watermelon to quench your thirst and cool down for a while."

"Commander, do you want another watermelon?" Old Man Qian said with a smile.

A man smiled and said: "If the sun hadn't been so hot and uncomfortable, it wouldn't have been like working here, but enjoying it."

What this man said is also what other people think. They have never seen so much rest time when working for others. Others can't wait to use one of them as two people, let alone the fruits that are constantly delivered. Like

Grapes and watermelons, and even more so melons, are rarely eaten in mountain villages except those grown by one's own family. Some people are reluctant to eat even if they grow some at home, and instead think about how to turn it into money.

into something else.

Eating ice-cold watermelon in the hot summer is simply an unparalleled enjoyment. A group of people sat in the shade of the wooden house and shared the big watermelon.

After taking a short rest, Zhang Taiping also joined in the busy work. With his presence, it was much easier to move and deliver things.

At 12 o'clock at noon, two little girls, Tiantian and Yaya, ran up from the bottom of the mountain. They wore sun hats as if they were unaware of the ubiquitous heat. There was sweat on their faces, and they looked even more cute with their flushed faces.

"Dad, uncles and grandfathers have gone home for dinner." The little girl shouted in a crisp voice.

Zhang Taiping put down what he was doing and shouted to everyone: "Put down what you are doing first and go back to eat. Don't leave today. We will take care of lunch." He had already told Cai Yazhi in the morning that he would let her go back to eat.

She prepared meals for ten people at noon, and they were quite rich.

Naturally, everyone agreed, put down what they were doing, turned off the power on the machine, and walked down the mountain together.

Zhang Taiping saw that the two little girls were tired and hot from going uphill and downhill, so he put his hands on the two little girls on his shoulders.

After returning to the house, the food was already laid out. After everyone washed their hands, they gathered around a big table to prepare the food. However, they did not start immediately because there was still an old man who had not come out. In the village, both old and young people were harboring doubts about the old man.

There is respect, not only because he is the oldest and most senior in the village, but also because of his medical skills that have saved countless lives.

The old man was busy when Zhang Taiping went in, so he didn't come out to eat with him and only asked for a few things to be brought in.

After Zhang Taiping came out of the back room, he started everyone using their chopsticks. Most of the dishes were just steamed white, and the dishes were full of color, flavor and flavor, which aroused the appetites of everyone who had been working on the table all morning and were already hungry.

"There are both chicken and fish!" a man said after picking up the chopsticks.

In mountain villages, there is not so much attention to detail at the dining table, and everyone is not a delicate literati. They just sit and eat together to have fun.

Zhang Taiping was entertaining guests today. Naturally, he would not send everyone away with just two or three side dishes. Instead, he prepared a large black fish, made a spicy and sour fish, and then caught two old hens from the space, slaughtered them, and picked them from the mountains.

The fresh mushrooms I brought back made a mushroom stew with chicken nuggets.

"What is this? It's delicious." Another man asked as he added a piece of what was in the big old bowl.

Old Man Qian also tasted a piece and said, "This is a good thing!"

Seeing this, the others picked up a piece with their chopsticks and placed it on top of the white steamed bun. The combination of red and white attracted people to swallow it in one bite, and then they all applauded.

Zhang Taiping said with a smile: "This is eel meat, braised in red rice wine."

"Eel?" All the men's eyes immediately lit up. Everyone in the mountain village didn't know the special functions of this good thing. Nearly ten pairs of chopsticks kept moving, and soon a bowl of braised eel meat was full.

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ps: Please give me flowers! There is another chapter later.