Chapter 155: Saving Bee Tang Li
That night, Erye Huang kept an eye out and the puppy was indeed not lost that night.
But in the early morning, Xiaohu ran to their house and brought the puppy back.
Huang Erye saw that Xiaohu did not intend to raise the child with them.
"Come on Anzi, it seems that this dog has no fate with me, the second master. Don't waste your time. If you mess with me a few times, this bastard won't be able to stand it."
" Second Master, look at what happened."
Zhang An felt that this was not done properly, and the dog himself called Second Master Huang to catch it.
As a result, Xiaohu, this bitch, refused to give Zhang An face.
"What's the point? This shows that your little tiger is smart."
That's it, Zhang An stopped talking about giving away the dog.
Seeing that sending the dog failed, Zhang An didn't mention it.
Took Mr. Huang to the yard to drink tea.
In the past few days, all the weeds have been hoeed in the nest, and we will start plowing them again after the fifteenth day of tomorrow.
"Anzi, the second master wants to ask you something today."
This is the first time that the second master Huang has approached Zhang An in such a serious manner, so Ye An is not careless.
"Second Master, if you have something to do with me, just tell me directly. What are you doing with those meandering people?"
"That's right, I don't think Jianjun and Jianyejia are the same. I’m preparing to plant sheep peaches, and I just wanted to ask you if I can plant some in my plum land.”
As soon as Mr. Huang mentioned their plum land, Zhang An immediately asked. Think about it.
When I was a child, I often went with Zhou Yang to pick plums in their forest.
Every time before going to class, I have to pick a big bag.
"What, the second master is planning to cut down the plum tree and replace it with sheep peaches?"
Zhang An looked at the second master Huang with some surprise at this moment. The second master Huang has always been careful about this plum tree. .
In later generations, I was not willing to cut it off, but now I have this idea.
"What can we do if we don't cut it down? The plums produced by the plum tree are not to mention small, sour and astringent. No one wants to give them away."
Speaking of Mr. Huang couldn't describe this plum in words, and his eyes were full of desolation.
The plums from Mr. Huang’s house are not local plums.
It was the honeydew plum that Mr. Huang spent a lot of effort to get back from other places.
In the first few years after planting, it produced several crops of fruit which were quite good. They were big, crisp and sweet, and they were worthy of being sugar plums.
But this plum tree has only been planted for a few years, and the plums it produces have changed in flavor.
Plums that are originally crisp and sweet are not only small in size, but also sour and astringent.
Even if it is given as a gift, no one is willing to take it.
"Second Master, I think your plums are better than those peaches."
"What's the possibility? Don't bother your Second Master, those plums are so fruity now. Little Didi, such a scumbag, how can he do anything?"
When Mr. Huang heard what Zhang An said, he didn't believe it at all.
He knows all about his own virtues.
"Second Master, this does not bother you, I am serious about this."
"Oh? How do you explain it? Please explain it carefully to Second Master."< br>
Seeing Zhang An'er's serious talk, Mr. Huang also became serious. It was all about money.
Zhang An also knew something about the plum tree in Huang Erye's house.
There are not many plum trees, only two acres of land in total.
After selling two crops at the beginning, I kept it there ever since.
Originally, the branches should be pruned, but after the sugar plums turned into bitter plums, Mr. Huang didn’t care about them.
So the plum tree grew for many years and became a big tree.
Although the plums no longer taste the same as before, Mr. Huang is reluctant to chop them and just leave them like this.
In later generations, when the rural revitalization policy was implemented on a large scale, some agricultural experts came to the village.
I learned that Mr. Huang’s family grew the Hermès of plums - Honeydew Plum.
But something seems to have gone wrong, the fruit is not delicious at all.
After coming down with their mission, they finally found Mr. Huang’s home.
Many years had passed by Mr. Huang’s time, and he had forgotten that he had planted a plum forest.
As soon as he heard that these people were here to help him find problems with plums, Mr. Huang was already quite old at that time, so he had no energy left.
But those experts all had a mission. They had to find out the problem no matter what, and insisted on going to the woods for on-the-spot investigation.
Huang Erye also let them go and asked Huang Ming to take them.
After spending a lot of effort, I finally figured out what caused the problem.
It turns out that the land where the plum forest is located is too barren.
Fruit trees like Sugar Plum are somewhat selective in their location.
On barren land, the fruits produced must be abnormal.
Before planting plum trees, Mr. Huang was worried that the saplings would not survive.
So I carried a lot of manure to the ground to fertilize it, so the plum tree grew well.
The first few fruits are very delicious.
However, the tree survived later, so Mr. Huang didn’t know that he would continue to topdress.
So I didn't care much about it, thinking that once the tree was alive, it would be over.
So as the fertility on the ground disappears, the plum trees grow bigger and bigger, and the plums they produce become more and more unpalatable.
That year, Zhang An happened to come back to take care of Zhang Jianguo at home.
He also went to Huang Erye’s house to help for several days.
This method of improving plums was not difficult, so Zhang An wrote it down.
"Second Master, I really have a way with this plum. If you believe me, just keep it for another year to see if I'm right."
Look at Zhang An's face To be honest, Mr. Huang realized that Zhang An was not joking.
"Is there really a problem?"
"There is definitely a problem."
"Okay, then let's keep it for another year. If there is really nothing we can do, Cut it off when the time comes.”
The problem with Mr. Huang’s plum tree is not difficult to solve.
The main thing is to fertilize and supply the fertility they need.
And after so few years of neglect, those plum trees, although only a little over two meters tall, have now grown a large cluster of branches and need to be pruned.
And in places where planting is dense, the trees have to be cut down.
"Is this enough? Do we need to make other preparations."
After hearing this, Mr. Huang felt that what Zhang An said made sense.
He still remembered that when he first planted trees a few years ago, he had to carry a lot of manure to fertilize the land. Many people in the village laughed at him, saying that the millet in their fields was not that good.
But the plums in those years were really sweet and big.
But Mr. Huang, who has never planted fruit trees, didn't know that he would need to fertilize the fruit trees when they grow up.
So after the plum tree grew up, he never fertilized it.
But there is no shortage of hoeing. I can only say that the method is wrong, and no matter how much you do, it will be in vain.
"That's enough. By the way, Second Master, don't cut down those plum trees in very dense areas. It would be a pity to cut down such a big plum tree. Dig them out and sell them to me."< br>
Anyway, in the past two years, the most important thing is to let the plum trees produce normal plums.
As for increasing production, this is something that should be considered in the future. Zhang An's nest land by the river, except for ten acres, is used to grow watermelons and strawberries.
There will be a lot of open space left, and it is not easy for the plum trees in Mr. Huang’s house to grow so big.
So I thought that some parts of Mr. Huang’s place needed to be cut down, so I simply bought them back for Mr. Huang.
Plant it in the nest. You can eat some at home later and give it away to others.
"What are you selling this for? Originally, it was all going to be cut down. Since you want it, I won't cut it down. I will dig it up for you when the time comes."
Huang Erye listened to Zhang An said he would spend money to buy a plum tree for him, so Zhang An would not charge him any money.
I thought that everything was lacking in the mountains, except that the tree was worthless.
The plum trees in Mr. Huang’s grove are not very densely planted.
According to what the old man said, at most only a dozen trees would be cut down.
In the end, Zhang An didn't fight with the old man. When the time came, he would add some ingredients to the old man's plums and repay the favor.
"What's the matter with Mr. Huang coming here?"
As soon as Mr. Huang left, Zhang Jianguo came back, and the two met each other.
Seeing Mr. Huang hurrying on his way, Zhang An Jianguo thought something had happened.
“I came here for the few acres of plum trees they have. The old man plans to cut down the plum trees and plant peaches.”
When talking about their plum trees, Zhang Jianguo also looked pityful.
When Mr. Huang’s family had their first crop of plums, he carried a basketful of plums over for his family to eat.
"It's a pity. Those plums are good plums, but they turned out to be like this."
"Their plum forest is just a poor land and not fertile enough, so all the plums it produces are bitter plums."
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Plums are a fruit that is inherently picky.
“Then why are the plums produced in the previous two years so golden, crisp and sweet?”
Hearing Zhang An’s statement, Zhang Jianguo felt that it didn’t seem like it. This question.
If the ground is too thin, the fruit will definitely be the same every year.
But the fruits of the first few crops are quite good to eat.
"Dad, don't you know this? In the first few crops, the plum tree at Erye's house was small, and when planting the tree, Erye also carried so much manure to fertilize the land. Compare it. Their millet is very careful, so the fruit is normal."
"In the next few years, the plum tree grew bigger and denser, and the second master did not continue to use manure. The nutrients were not enough. There are so many fruits on the tree, so it’s strange that the plums are not bitter.”
Plums are easy to take care of, but also difficult to take care of.
If the ground is fertile, you don’t have to worry about where you plant it, and the harvest will be good.
But it doesn’t work there. No matter what you do, it will be in vain.
“So after chatting with Mr. Huang for a while, he decided to wait and see for another year.”
“Are you sure about this matter? Don’t let Mr. Huang and the other couple have it when the time comes. After a year of hard work, there was no harvest in the end."
Knowing that Zhang An gave Huang Erye advice, Zhang Jianguo was worried that this method would be of no use.
When the time comes, the plums will still be the same as before, although Mr. Huang and Mr. Huang will not say anything.
But neither of Mr. Huang’s two daughters-in-law is easy to talk to.
"Dad, although Mr. Huang said he wanted to chop down the plum tree, I think he is still reluctant to do so. In this case, he might as well give it a try."
Er Huang has also learned this recently. To the village elder's vigorous and resolute style of doing things.
I just agreed with Zhang An in the morning, and in the afternoon I called my family and started working in the fields.
In Zhang An's words, it is better to do it sooner rather than later.
There is still enough time in the past two days just for the new year. During this time, I have put in the fertilizer.
Maybe this year the plum tree will produce a crop of plums, and then it will all be money.
The sons and daughters-in-law of Mr. Huang’s family are all a little confused.
How good it is, the old man at home came and shouted to start work.
Moreover, the piece of plum tree that was being cleaned up was still useless, which made everyone even more surprised.
What’s going on with this old man today? Huang Ming’s mother Li Xingyan was playing mahjong.
Being pulled off the table by Huang Dabiao, he was feeling a little unhappy at the moment.
So I kept asking the old man what he wanted to do with the bitter plum.
Mr. Huang knew the personalities of his two daughters-in-law, so he did not say that he had sought advice from Zhang An.
He just said that he wanted to take advantage of this free time to clean up that Li Zilin.
Even though they didn’t want to go, the old man and the old lady went to the house in person to call for people.
They had to go, because after the son-in-law and his wife separated, they should work for the parents-in-law.
Moreover, Mr. Huang and his wife have not called them a few times throughout the year, so even if they are unwilling in their hearts, they still have to pretend to be very positive on the surface.
Otherwise if word spreads in this village, it will have a bad reputation in the future.
At four or five o'clock in the afternoon, Mr. Huang and his eldest son pulled a cart down from the mountain.
The car was loaded with more than a dozen plum trees, all dug in the afternoon.
Zhang An did not expect that Mr. Huang was so anxious.
I just left home in the morning and went to the fields to start cleaning in the afternoon.
"Second Master, why are you always in such a hurry? I thought you had to wait until fifteen before you started cleaning up."
"Anyway, idleness is idle. Farmers are not so particular."
Since the tree was dug up, it must be planted now.
Not only is it spring, but it is also four or five o'clock in the afternoon, which is very suitable for planting trees.
Finally, Zhang An's family, with the participation of Huang Erye and Huang Ming, his father and son, transplanted the dozen or so plum trees to the edge of the nest.
"Second Master, is there a lot of excrement in your house this year? Is it enough for you?"
During the process of planting trees, Zhang An asked Mr. Huang how much excrement there was in his family circle.
They only have two cows at home, and Zhang An probably doesn’t have enough.
“There is still a pile of retting last year, and I can still get a pile in the circle, but we are about to start plowing the fields and planting seedlings, so it is probably not enough. I plan to go to the town to buy some oil cakes to put in.”< br>
In previous years, the manure at home was put into the paddy field first, and then the excess was used to plant corn.
The dung fished out by Mr. Huang’s family last year was used for retting this year’s millet.
But now we have to fertilize the plum trees, and the manure in the cattle pen will definitely not be enough.
"Come on, don't buy oil cakes. You can just come to my house to poop. We can't use up all the poop every year."
Zhang An's family has a lot of animals, and there are so many animals in the new house. A big pen house, the old house also has a pigsty.
Zhang An’s own house and his two uncles’ houses couldn’t use up all the excrement.
"Okay, when I don't have enough, I will go to your pen to fish for it."
Huang Erye is not polite either. He knows that Zhang An's family has many animals and can't use up all the manure.
After planting these plum trees, everyone stopped work.
Wang Fang had already gone to home to prepare dinner in advance and called Mr. Huang’s father, son and grandson to eat, but they didn’t stay.
It is said that Mrs. Huang made it at home and she went home to eat it.
Zhang An is also welcome. Anyway, there will be a lot of help in the future.
After dinner, Zhang An went to water the newly planted plum tree with some spring water.
This nest land is not very fat, but it can be considered average.
So while I had time, I sprinkled the area where I was going to plant watermelons and strawberries.
Just think of it as nourishing this land in advance.
(End of this chapter)