Those years of farming in the mountains

Chapter 159
The medicinal seeds brought back in March did not usher in the harvest time until now, and Chen Yu returned to the courtyard with the medicinal herbs.

This Treasure Heart Grass only bears three green fruits, the rhizome is like a vine, if it covers the top fruit and leaves, it looks the same as an ordinary mature Treasure Heart Grass.

Pick one off and put it in front of your eyes, the layer of green skin shrouded in spirit seems to emit a green light, which is completely different from the dark and faded environment around you.

He is no stranger to this. Lingzhi's performance under spiritual power has always been like this, leaving the unique brilliance of all things attached to its surface.In addition to Qinghui in his sight, he has also seen other colors, red, orange, yellow and green.

The connection between Lingzhi and these colors has not yet been discovered, but Chen Yu still feels that the two are not completely unrelated.

It's just that compared to the discovery on the other side of the magic circle and the formation pattern, he has seen too many of these weird things on the spiritual plant, and he has long been used to them.

His eyes moved up and down, looking at the green fruit.

The fruit looks a little hard, but the root stalk has begun to turn yellow and dry, indicating that it is indeed ripe.This is the experience after many times of spiritual cultivation, but if this happens, either the nourishment is too much to catalyze the failure, or it is mature.

Is it possible to ripen them in hay for a period of time like persimmons?
Chen Yu thought about it, and felt that it might be very ripe, but it might not be for eating, so it looked hard when pinched, and looked blue.

Besides, the fruit is too small, the soybean is big, and there are only three seeds, even if he wants to ripen it, he can't do it.

Sitting still is not the answer, he wants to feed Brother Chicken, but thinking of the dandelions last time, Brother Chicken and his family have suffered a lot, after much deliberation, he decides to experiment with another object, at least give Brother Chicken more Take a few days off.

This continuous rotation, no matter how many battles you have experienced, you can't stand it.

The thought turned, and he quickly locked on to the target.

He got up and took a few steps, and came to the big water tank.Chen Yu looked forward, and saw a soft white belly with fine scales floating up to the sky, floating lazily in the water against the sun.

The two pairs of short fins paddled slowly, blowing away the duckweed hanging on one side with the wind, revealing a fish head.

Xu Shi noticed the movement, and the belly of the white tender fish tossed and turned in an instant. After the sound of splashing water, there was only a dark figure flying down and disappearing in sight.

This black fish is quite enjoyable.

Standing in front of the water tank and witnessing this scene while pinching the fruit with two fingers, Chen Yu couldn't help feeling that his small life was more leisurely than that of the temple owner.

It took a lot of effort to catch the other party, but he did it casually, the black fish didn't make trouble, and he didn't have the intention of cooking fish soup for the time being.

Since it was put into the tank, this unknown fish has been silent, not at all like a ferocious fish that grows in the wild and feeds on other fish and shrimp.

In the past few days, most of the time when I saw each other, I would always bask in the sun lazily with my bulging belly up.

The first time he saw it, he was amazed, but later he became more relaxed, making him feel that if the fish fins were not too short, he might have patted his belly and sang happily.

Moreover, Chen Yu discovered that although black fish eat meat, they do not have a strong desire to eat. They can eat whatever they feed, and occasionally forget to feed even duckweed on the water surface.

He doesn't shy away from talking at all, which is comparable to that stupid deer.At least after putting it into the water tank, except for feeding two dried shrimps at the beginning, he only gave some grass blades to make do with it, and the black fish still looked round.

After being kept in the tank for several days, the fish, crab and loach did not become thin like the fish, crab and loach several times before, but became a little rounder.

Really weird.

Chen Yu wondered if eating too many earthworms nourished by spiritual liquid caused this guy to mutate in some aspects, otherwise there would not be so many unusual fish.

And what concerned him the most was the spirituality displayed by this black fish, the kind of cleverness that seemed to have become a spirit.

Especially after Gluttonous Deer visited several times and played and played with each other, this kind of wisdom has attracted his attention.

It's a pity that after many times of mental exploration and communication, Chen Yu determined that although this black fish was unusual in various ways, it had no wisdom in the ordinary sense.

Wildness and instinct are still dominant in behavior.

Of course, the other party has spent more and more time basking in the sun recently, and the wildness seems to be gradually fading.

Gollum!
The water bubbles bulged for a while, and the black fish came up again, swam around and leaned against the side away from Chen Yu, and continued to lie on its back against the edge of the water tank.

He glanced at it for a few moments, then fished it out with the palm of his hand, and with the sound of splashing water, the water droplets swirled upwards, enveloping the whole fish.

Heiyu was still struggling at first, but I don't know if he remembered something. The water polo in front of him is very similar to the previous one. Except for the difference in size, it is still difficult to break free and escape. backstroke.

Chen Yu saw that the other party was savvy, smiled lightly and dispersed the water polo, and bounced into the green fruit when the other party opened his mouth to breathe.

By the way, he hung the fish head and shook it to make sure it wouldn't spit it out again.

Plop!After feeding, throw it back into the tank.

He stood still with his hands behind his back, thinking that the effect should be produced within two or three days, and ninety-nine percent of the medicines cultivated by inspiration will not contain toxins, but it is not impossible to be inedible like fresh lamb.It all depends on whether there will be any abnormal changes.

……

August [-]th, sunny.

The scorching sun for several days made the entire Shiya County feel hot and dry, and the warmth and coolness brought by the heavy rain earlier had completely dissipated.

The water in the ditch at the foot of the mountain is gurgling, drawn from the mountain pond not far away, and poured into the fields of each family.

After the spring millet, some farmers will sow a crop called Lu Gu, which is similar to rice, but its yield is not comparable to that of the latter, and it also needs several times of watering and soaking to grow.

It is planted in place of spring millet in late spring and early summer, and can be harvested at the end of autumn.

In the mountains and countryside, chatting is better than nothing.

Compared with Lugu, farmers are naturally more willing to cultivate rice. However, the Central Plains in Xizhou is too far away from the southeast, and the rice that is sown in only a few places in those places has not yet been introduced here.

Chen Yu didn't have this thing in his memory, but he heard it from another comrade when he went down the mountain to attend the Dharma meeting last time.

In ancient times, this kind of planting in the east and west was quite normal.Don't say that there are different kinds of crops in the east, west, north and south. Sometimes within a state and a prefecture, the crops grown in different counties and villages are different.

Firstly, the inconvenient transportation has affected the communication, and secondly, the yield difference of most crops is actually not that big, and many of them have only recently evolved from wild grasses in the mountains.

I still remember that hundreds of years ago, this area of ​​Xizhou was still full of people who drank blood, so there was no farming.

On the big bluestone, there was a furnace of fragrance, Chen Yu dispersed the wild thoughts in his mind, and calmed down.

The light smoke wafted through the nose, and the smoky tranquility fragrance made from the mutated miscellaneous grass fruit had an outstanding effect. He quickly gathered his thoughts, his thoughts were concentrated, and a ray of spiritual light surged and fluctuated in his consciousness.

Two days ago, considering that the incense sticks were inconvenient, he changed the mold again and squeezed out the incense slices. When needed, he cut two pieces and put them in the incense burner for use.

There is a portable incense burner in the temple, which is as big as a palm.

Very small.

The only thing that made him need to spend some effort was to prepare some charcoal now, otherwise he would not be able to concentrate on the smoky fire.

(End of this chapter)