Chapter 9.Master, why are you playing with shit?

There were only sporadic small balls on the ground, not yet connected into a whole. It was like the poop that had just been excreted and had not yet piled up into lumps.

Luo Yihang squatted down and picked up a piece, then squeezed it in his hand. The skin was already hard, but the core was still a little soft, and the color was a little dark yellow, not completely black.

This means that this nest of Poria cocos is about to mature, but the quality is not very good.

For Chinese herbal medicine, yield is one aspect, maturity is another, but quality is more important.

Looking at the Poria cocos on the mountain now, the yield is poor and it is not mature. More importantly, the quality is too poor. It cannot be said that it has no advantages at all, but it can only be said that it has no advantages at all.

This shows that room management is very important.

After looking at the condition of this piece of Poria, Luo Yihang turned around and greeted Ding Xiaoman.

But Ding Xiaoman was hiding far away, with his body hunched and his two front paws crawling on the ground, staring at Luo Yihang motionlessly, his big round face wrinkled like a bun, full of disgust.

The expression seems to be saying, "Master, why are you playing with shit?"

"Come here, come here." The more Luo Yihang yelled, the more Ding Xiaoman hid; Luo Yihang started to chase, and Ding Xiaoman ran away; Ding Xiaoman climbed a tree, and Luo Yihang was helpless...

After a long struggle between the man and the cat, Luo Yihang finally made Ding Xiaoman understand that this was not shit and he did not play with shit.

Then a treasure hunt game began. Ding Xiaoman was responsible for finding the Poria cocos in the field, while Luo Yihang watched.

To be honest, the cat's nose is quite sharp. Ding Xiaoman searched around and found all the places where Poria cocos was planted.

The planting area is about 1000 square meters, and more than 200 nests are planted.

The unit of measurement for Poria cocos is "nest", and one nest is a lump. When fully mature, one nest can generally produce four pounds of fresh goods, and one pound of fresh goods can produce about six and a half taels of dried goods. Both fresh and dried goods can be sold.

Luo Yihang found a nest of medium size and dug it out, only picking the sclerotia on the surface, while the fungus species deep below could continue to grow.

I took out the electronic scale I brought from home and weighed it. This litter was only 1375 grams, which was not even the average weight mentioned on the Internet. I definitely couldn't sell it at a good price.

So you have to give it a hang first.

As usual, determine the location, dig the hole, and bury the formation talisman.

There is more than 1,000 square meters of Poria cocos. One set is not enough and two sets are a waste. So, just bury two sets overlapping each other. They can be sold for at least 20,000 yuan and can be converted into cash quickly, so it is worth investing more.

Fortunately, I can recover my mana now!
Luo Yihang made eight sets of formation talismans from the branch he picked. He used three sets yesterday. This morning, when he found that his spiritual energy could be restored, he used two sets in his own fields. Now he has used up two more sets, and there is one set left as a backup.

It is easy to set up the formation and activate it, but the difficult part is that singing "Xian'er" without accompaniment is too unpleasant to listen to, and you have to sing it twice.

Ding Xiaoman climbed the tree again...

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After going down the mountain, it was almost noon. Zhang Guiqin prepared the meal and asked Luo Yihang what he had been doing.

Luo Yihang said he went to see the Poria cocos on the mountain. It had grown a little and was almost healed.

Zhang Guiqin then remembered that she had planted Poria cocos a few years ago. She would be very happy if she could sell it for some money.

During lunch, Luo Cheng told Luo Yihang that they had asked the Plant Protection Station and it was okay to sprinkle grass and flowers on the slope, and it was okay to plant a few trees, as long as the vegetation was not destroyed on a large scale.

I also called Luo Yihang's grandfather and told him that he could plant anything on his land. He could dig up whatever he had planted and let his grandson do whatever he wanted. Luo Yihang's grandmother had just learned square dancing and was still interested in it, so she planned to stay for a while. I also called the village head's grandmother and she told me that there was a lot of land in the village and many people had moved their household registrations and the land had been returned to the village. You could rent any piece of land you wanted, at 300 to 400 yuan per mu. There was also a policy that offered subsidies for renting land.

Zhang Guiqin said a lot of things. She complained that Luo Cheng did nothing all morning and was just making phone calls, and he took every opportunity to be lazy.

"Didn't Hangwa go up the mountain to play too..." Luo Cheng was about to mutter to himself and was about to retort, but Zhang Guiqin glared at him and he immediately shrank back.

Zhang Guiqin was satisfied, and turned to ask Luo Yihang, "You want to open up your grandfather's farm? You want to shoot something, right? Have you decided what to plant?"

Luo Yihang was busy eating. Hearing this, he put down his bowl and chopsticks, shook his head and asked, "What should I plant now?"

"No matter what you plant." Luo Cheng interrupted, "That field has not been taken care of for a long time, and no fertilizer has been applied. I have to plant a season of beans first."

"You are the only one who talks too much. Listen to the kid." Zhang Guiqin glared at him again, and Luo Cheng stopped talking.

As for Luo Yihang, it doesn't really matter what he plants, the main thing is that the plants cannot be left empty. Planting soybeans fixes nitrogen, which he has learned in textbooks. Besides, soybeans can be fried, ground into soy milk, and made into tofu, all of which are fine, so no waste.

So Luo Yihang decided, "Just plant beans."

"Okay, I'll listen to my son and plant beans." Zhang Guiqin kept her word and said she would listen to her son for the next six months, and she really did.

Luo Cheng said “???” Why is the treatment so different for the same thing?
Anyway, all three votes passed, and the wasteland below was opened to plant beans.

Then the problem is coming.

"Dad, how do we grow beans? Do we have any bean seeds?"

"..." Luo Cheng was speechless, "You don't know anything and you still want to farm at home."

Although he complained, he still explained in detail, "First, clear the fields, clear the weeds and stones in the fields below, then call the tiller to turn the soil, let it dry for two days and sprinkle water, then plant the beans, and then spread fertilizer after they sprout."

That’s it to put it simply. I will talk about the specific details such as spacing, replanting, what fertilizer to use and how to dilute it in due time.

"As for bean seeds, let's see what varieties the seed station has. I heard that some now mature in 60 days. I wonder what the yield is."

Luo Yihang roughly understood what he heard and continued to ask, "How many people will it take to clean the fields, and how much will it cost? Qiang Wa should have a tiller, and he should also have bean seeds. Why don't we go take a look this afternoon?"

Qiangwa is Luo Yihang’s middle school classmate. He did not go to college but opened an agricultural supply station in the town. They are good friends with each other and they get together every year during the Spring Festival.

Luo Cheng waved his hand. "It doesn't cost much to clear the fields. We can ask a few old guys in the village to do it. Just give them a meal. Let's call Lao Zhao for the tiller. He'll charge 500 a day for the man and the machine. Just ask Lao Zhao to bring the bean seeds. We have high technology now, so we don't have to be picky."

Then he took out his phone and sent a voice message. "Is Qiwa here? Can I ask you what bean seeds you have? How much are they?"

Well, each generation has its own friendship. Lao Zhao is Luo Cheng's friend and he also runs an agricultural supply station in the town. It's pitiful that he is still called a kid when he is over 50 years old...

Luo Cheng was very efficient. In the afternoon, the villagers came in droves. Although only three old friends were notified, more than a dozen people came.

If nothing else, just to have fun.

Over the years, I have seen families moving away from the village and fields being left fallow, but it has been a long time since I have seen the abandoned fields being replanted.

However, the people who came were either uncles or grandfathers.

There isn't a single young person...

(End of this chapter)