Six Years After the Disaster, I Saved My Farm by Growing Bean Sprouts

Chapter 56 55. Absolutely not [asking for monthly votes]

In the dark night, the Rose Mansion fell into silence again. Huaiyu closed his eyes and adapted for a while before returning to the tree house.

Too tired, she lay down directly on the bed.

After a while, he turned over and sat up again, and then he came to the Rose Corridor again with a lamp and said with gritted teeth:

"You you you-"

The breeze blew, and the petals came to her face, blowing her head and face.

Huaiyu's aura suddenly collapsed. He put the lamp on the ground and clasped his hands together, saying pitifully:

"Please! Don't be like this, okay? I plan to farm tomorrow, and farming will produce soybeans..."

"When the time comes, you call them again and call them all over. What should I say?"

The birth-inducing and purifying abilities seem to be very useful. Huaiyu has no intention of accepting heavy pollution sources, but can she practice more on her own, right?

Planting soybeans one crop after another to absorb pollution seems to be a generally accepted way. Even if someone comes over, they won't doubt it when they see the greenery.

But if you purely use the purification power...

Huaiyu stared at the rose flower in front of him, but the other party just swayed as before, showing no sign at all.

She couldn't bear it anymore and said bitterly:

"If you do this again -" she made up her mind:

"I will never kowtow again!"

After she lost her temper, she bent down and raised the lamp with an angry sigh, but she only felt a cold feeling on her neck and a faint fragrance of flowers.

When she lowered her head and looked, it turned out that a small branch of rose had carefully brushed over her. Its cold gray spikes were restrained obediently and did not touch her at all.

Huaiyu pursed his lips and suddenly laughed again.

"Then it's agreed. I'll be farming tomorrow, so please show some restraint!"

…

The next day was another sunny day.

After all the trouble at night, when Huaiyu woke up this morning, the morning broadcast had ended. But there is no need to listen to the weather anymore. Just look up at the warm sun and you will feel happy.

She was familiar with the process, first lifting up the waterproof tarpaulin and quickly picking off the dry leaves on the roof, and then spread the large grass curtains in series on the ground to bask in the sun.

Then there are solar lights.

Then I stood by the pond and looked around.

It had only been one day, and the water in the pond was not clean, and still had a yellowish color.

But the pollution value itself is not reflected in the color. What hasn't completely settled in this pond is basically muddy water and dead leaf residue. Huaiyu simply brought the basin of soap over and washed all his clothes by the pond first.

Then take it back and rinse it one last time with clean water.

The smell of soap wafts from the clothes, and it feels even more reassuring now that they are drying in the sun.

Huaiyu's newly bought floor cage is still in the house, but she has already seen the pond in front of her once before when it was still clear.

The biggest fish in it was no bigger than her thumb, so there was no need to put it in the cage.

I can only wait until I go to the mountains next time.

After all this was done, the time had just arrived at 9:00.

Huaiyu relaxed, went back to the room, scooped out two spoonfuls of noodles, added water and salt, and then cautiously and boldly added a little bit of crushed dried chili pepper. She had almost forgotten the taste of chili peppers. It had been so long since she bought the dried chili peppers that she didn't dare to eat them for fear of being irritated. Now that the weather was clear and sunny, it was a good day to try them.

Then stir the noodles evenly into a paste, and then add some lard to the pot.

The white lard melts quickly, and then emits fragrant heat. She took the opportunity to put in the dried wild onion segments.

There was a slight crackling sound of frying, and the room was instantly filled with the smell of spicy scallion oil.

After the oil is poured out, there is no need to wash the pan. The previous batter is carefully poured in and spread into a round pancake...

The not-so-white batter gradually took shape in the pan, condensing into an oily milky yellow color. The scallion oil just now was mixed with a few dark-colored scallions and sprinkled on it. As the heat steamed, the milky-yellow pancake showed slight burn marks...

More and more delicious!

Huaiyu Meizi scooped it up with a shovel. It was oily, salty, and slightly spicy. It was very satisfying!

Although there were no eggs, there was no way to add more sauce to make the taste stronger. She turned her head and looked at the few kilograms of soybeans left in the corner, feeling a little hesitant at the moment.

Before planting, do you want to make some bean paste?

After a moment, she shook her head in disappointment.

Forget it, no fresh chilies.

After finishing two thin scallion pancakes quickly, Huaiyu cheered up and walked around the pond with a multifunctional shovel, planning to find a suitable piece of land to cultivate.

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The overall **** of the surrounding area is slightly downward, but it can be said to be stable. The terrain selection should be about the same, and there is no difference between the pond and other places.

However, when there is rain, there may be times when it doesn’t rain. She is not strong enough. If she is too far away from the edge of the pond, it may be inconvenient to water it then.

The pond of three to five acres looked quite small when it was not full of water. Now it is full of water, and everything you can see is a piece of yellowish mud soup. Huaiyu walked around in a circle, and finally chose a position where he could observe it from the tree house, and carefully marked out the specific location with a shovel.

She didn't know whether she could farm or whether she could farm well, so the area she marked out for the first time was not very large, only about 20 square meters.

In these 20 square meters, she had to turn over the soil, sift out the stones and gravel, and remove the weeds with lush roots and leaves. Finally, she had to dry the soil to remove insects and create ridges to protect moisture...

Then you have to hurry up and order beans as soon as possible, otherwise you won’t even have time to go to Qingming Festival...

This series of processes went through Huaiyu's mind. She stood there in a daze with a multi-functional shovel, marveling at her versatility.

Is there no way to farm here? He is clearly a good player!

That's not right.

How come she has so many?

A princess who really lives in a castle and enjoys life, shouldn’t she not be able to tell the difference between wheat seedlings and leeks?

Is it possible…

Defeated by the miserable life he might have had before, Huaiyu became depressed—

Looking at her skinny skin and tender flesh, she thought she had enjoyed a blessed life before, so she comforted herself that she had.

But now it seems...

Okay, it's obviously hard work and I don't have it. No wonder she was able to manage her life so well on her own. It turned out that she had no experience.

While thinking about it, he stepped **** the multifunctional shovel into the soil, and then dug up skillfully. The soil was shoveled out along with the stones and grass roots.

Then use the back of the shovel to break up the lumps of soil and grass roots, lower your head and bend down, reach out to pick up the grass roots and stones and throw them away...

When the stone fell to the ground pressing against the fluttering grass roots, Huaiyu's heart also fell to the ground.

This move was so skillful that she almost cried.

Was she a rural woman who worked hard farming in the mountains?

Update three, good night!

If you don’t give me monthly tickets, I will never kowtow again o(^｀)o

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