Chapter 3 The reason why fruit trees in space do not bear fruit
Finding a deserted place, Zhang An entered the space.
Good guys, in the small fish pond that Zhang An dug before, if you take a closer look, you can see that not only the aquatic plants are growing well, but also the fish are swimming under the aquatic plants.
You can see that the fish in the pond are now six or seven pounds in size. In the original stream, these fish could not have grown so big, but after entering the space, they all grew so big. .
Zhang An picked out three or four fish, but they were only two or three pounds in size.
He didn't dare to pick too big a fish. A fish that was too big would make people see the problem, and Mom wouldn't be able to pass the test, so it was better to let them stay in the space.
Back home, Wang Fang saw her son coming back with a net full of fish. Everyone was stunned. In her eyes, this was no longer a fish, but a lot of money. .
The wild goods brought to the market from the mountains usually have merchants who specialize in collecting them. If a wealthy family asks, they will be sold to them.
The live prey is sold directly to restaurants or to wealthy people in the town.
And there is no distinction between wild and farmed fish in the market now, because no one has started to set up fish farms in the surrounding villages.
Everyone is drawing on the stocks of nature, and after two years, some people will start setting up farms, because by that time, all the stocks of nature have been drained by people.
Grass carp and carp are generally priced at one yuan per catty in the market, which is not as good as the price of pork.
That’s because many people don’t want to consume a lot of oil for cooking, but after all, it’s meat, so some people still buy it.
"Why are there so many? Your dad has done it before, but there are only small fish and shrimps behind, nothing big."
"Maybe it was during the flood some time ago. , washed down from the mountain, no one has set the net yet, but these fish are so good, they are not as big as yesterday."
Zhang An pretended to be a little pity while answering his mother's words. look.
“It’s good if you can catch it. If you calculate these together, you can sell them for more than ten yuan. You can eat them for a long time if you use them to cut oil.”
“By the way, there are two here. They are small, weighing less than a pound. Otherwise, our family can make this ourselves and not sell it. We haven’t eaten meat for a long time.”
Wang Fang thought about it after listening to her son’s words. Then he agreed.
My son also caught this fish. It’s normal for children to be greedy. Others won’t take a fish that’s too small, so they pick bigger ones.
So at noon, in addition to the fourth-level home-cooked potatoes, there was also a big bowl of fish soup.
Wang Fang chose to cook soup instead of frying fish because it could save a lot of oil.
The big bowl containing the fish is almost the same size as a small basin, but there are only two small fish in it.
But Wang Fang’s craftsmanship is pretty good, and the off-white fish soup tastes particularly fresh.
In the afternoon, the sun began to show off, scorching the earth.
My father got up from a long nap and went to the paddy fields to release water. My mother had nothing to do, so she went to the village to visit.
Zhang An was the only one left at home, and he didn’t want to go out because it was too hot.
Going back to the room and lying on the bed, one good thing about Wumeng Mountain is that no matter how hot it is outside, it won’t be too hot as long as you are at home.
And the tile-roofed house is also ventilated, unlike a bungalow that looks like a steamer.
Zhang An was lying on the bed and observing the space. According to the speed of space, the cherries and peaches in the space should have grown long ago.
But Zhang An had been looking at them for several days. Those cherry trees and peach trees were all blooming with brilliant flowers, and they didn't even look like they were about to wither.
He has been paying attention to this problem for a long time, but he has never been able to figure out why. Could it be that space cannot produce results?
While Zhang An was thinking about countless possibilities in his mind, a few bees were moving in and out of the wooden frame next to the window, buzzing to attract Zhang An's attention. Zhang An, who had been staring at the bees for a long time, suddenly came to his senses and slapped his forehead.
“Damn it, it can’t be that there is no pollination, right? After staying in the space for so long, I haven’t felt the presence of wind, and there are no bees or flying insects.”
I just went ahead and found a bag to catch a few bees and put them into the space.
The bees seemed a little flustered when they first entered the space, but soon stopped scurrying around.
A few flowering trees became their targets. I don’t know if it was an illusion. Zhang An felt as if something was blowing on his face while standing in the space, but it was only vaguely. Feel.
Bees were brought in anyway, and they wanted to know if there was a process for this result, so Zhang An did not continue to pay attention.
Take the hoe and dig on the other side of the small fish pond. This time he wants to build a big fish pond. The originally one-meter-wide small pond has become densely packed with fish heads.
After a lot of effort, we finally dug a large pond and introduced the stream water into it. It was full soon.
Zhang An put in the fine-scaled fish he caught in the morning, and also got some aquatic plants and grass carp in to use as food for them.
I stayed in the space for several hours, and only a few minutes passed after I came out.
Zhang An has noticed from the beginning that the approximate time flow rate between the front and back space and the outside world should be twenty to one.
So Zhang An usually works in the space with confidence.
After dinner in the evening, Zhang An returned to bed.
While observing the situation in the space, the flowers on several trees withered and began to bear huge fruits. It turned out to be a problem of pollination.
However, no matter cherries or peaches, they are still green fruits. Zhang An calculated the growth rate of the space and may be able to eat them tomorrow.
The bees caught at noon have already built a hive in a larger tree, and now there are many bees flying inside.
You must know that Zhang An just brought in a honeycomb the size of an egg at noon.
This speed was so fast that it gave Zhang An an idea.
Should we go to the mountains and get a bee species that specializes in producing honey, so that we can also eat honey in the future?
You must know that honey is very expensive now, and it will only become more expensive in the future, especially royal jelly, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
The cherries and peaches in the space are still in season, so I will secretly take them out and sell them to make some money.
Now that I am at home all day long, according to my mother’s personality, I don’t want money if I have nothing to do. It is time to save some private money for myself, so that it is more convenient to do what I want to do.
The various wild grasses and vegetables that were accidentally brought in before grew in large areas in the space, and Zhang An would secretly take them out to feed the pigs from time to time.
Zhang Jianguo and Wang Fang just assumed that Zhang An went out to cut it when he had nothing to do, and didn't ask any questions.
But the products produced by Space must be high-quality. The pig grass that was cut out has been eating very fragrantly recently, and their bellies are bulging.
The two pigs of Zhang An’s family only weigh about a hundred pounds now, but it is obvious that the pigweed growing in the space is very appetizing to the two pigs.
Although it has only been a few days, it can already be seen that their back strips are starting to shine. If provided for a long time, their growth period should be greatly accelerated.
And Zhang Jianguo no longer has to cut pigweed every day, because Zhang An is responsible for this task, and he is happy to have some leisure time. Now he has a good rest, and when autumn comes later, it will be time to harvest.
(End of this chapter)