Let you go home and raise chickens, what the hell is this confinement center?

Chapter 55: Rain? No, it's hail!

After noon, the dark clouds were like a thick quilt.

Layer upon layer, it feels like it will collapse uncontrollably in the next second.

The air was filled with a sense of oppression, making it hard to breathe.

There was a sense of impending storm in the distant mountains and forests, and the birds were much quieter than usual.

On the wasteland, the little yellow dandelion flowers seemed to be suppressed and less beautiful.

Barley and black rice were lying in a large vat, staring blankly outside, with happiness and fear in their eyes.

When they were wandering, this kind of weather was what they hated the most.

It's very cold, and the fur will get wet and stick to your body, which is uncomfortable.

This kind of weather also often means hunger, and food will be harder to find than usual.

But now, they can calmly look at the mountain breeze and the swaying little trees in the distance.

It was huddled together with Barley, comfortable and warm.

very nice.

Da Mai also rubbed Heimi with the good half of his face.

Heimi's belly is getting bigger and bigger, and he is doing well.

It's kind of looking forward to the arrival of the baby.

The wind outside is getting stronger and stronger.

They ran through the mountains and forests, and passed through the bushes, uttering mournful cries.

It seemed as if there was something terrifying behind them, chasing them.

Barley and black rice are closer.

Lin Feng ran out to check in the face of the strong wind.

The chickens, pigs and rabbits outside breathed a sigh of relief when they found that all the animals were hiding obediently in the sturdy and windproof house.

Click——!
A dazzling white light flashed across the horizon and rushed straight into the mountains and forests.

The rumbling thunder sounded like thousands of troops coming straight towards this side.

After a while, coin-sized raindrops, accompanied by bean-sized hail, fell down with a ping-pong sound.

Some fell straight to the ground, some hit the roof, and some struck the leaves and grass with a devastating momentum.

At this time, Lin Feng finally understood how important it was to have an agricultural expert who was well versed in the weather.

He discovered it when he went to deliver lunch at noon.

After seeing the students recycling things, many families in the village also began to consciously cover their greenhouses with straw.

Otherwise, the hail might directly break through the plastic film of the greenhouse.

Repairing it will cost a lot of money.

The hail disappeared after about fifteen minutes, and the heavy rain continued for nearly an hour and a half.

The fields were wet with rain and the hail had long since disappeared.

Lin Feng felt that the water level of his artificial lake seemed to have risen a little.

Back then, he was still pondering it.

How big a block would ten cubic meters of water occupy?
As a result, when he really put it into the lake, he realized that even if ten tons of water were put into the lake, not even a splash could be seen.

I don't even know if the water level has risen.

The dark clouds continued to drift southward, and I don’t know where they would bring and how much rain they would bring.

Here, the sun quietly peeked out from behind the clouds again.

The golden sunlight refracts on the water droplets, emitting a colorful halo.

It seemed as if a rainbow bridge was built between the mountains and forests, connecting from one side to the other, and I wonder which immortal was passing by.

The villagers lifted the straw curtain again to check whether the greenhouse was damaged and needed repairs.

Everyone was extremely glad that they listened to the professors' advice instead of acting on their own.

We have to thank the village chief for inviting the professor from the Agricultural University to rent land in our village.

Over the years, I have helped them avoid countless disasters.

Professors are professors, and reading more is always useful. "Do you know Xiaowang Village? I heard a few days ago that everyone's wheat sprouted there. I don't know if they are safe."

"Who would have thought that at this time, God would still give you a hailstorm?"

"What's this? I still remember a few years ago, it snowed in June and July. The wheat had grown so tall that it fell all over the place. Fortunately, my family planted corn at that time, so the loss was less."

"It's not good. The weather is getting weirder and weirder. It really doesn't give us farmers any chance to survive."

Song Jun also received a call from the head of another village, nothing else.

I just want to ask him to help ask the professor, can the wheat that has experienced such a hailstorm be saved?
The hail disappeared into the ground with the rain showers, but didn’t the chill remain?

Can wheat seedlings avoid freezing?

Even a person would feel frozen if he put his hand in ice water, let alone wheat that has just sprouted?

I've told you not to plant anything yet. There's no need to rush as there's no movement in Xiong'er Village. But some villagers just don't believe it.

Trust your own experience and think it's okay.

It’s not that experience is useless, but don’t professors of agriculture have more experience than them?

Don't you know more than them? If something goes wrong, they will come to find you.

Lin Feng didn't know about all this.

He only knew that after such a rain, spring farming and sowing could officially begin.

For people in the north who can only plant and harvest once a year, these days become busy and important.

He doesn't even have time to spare.

After one combined seed shaker after another entered their village, the spring farming war officially began.

Lin Feng wanted to record all of this, so he didn't leave in a hurry after distributing breakfast.

Drones, cameras, GoPro and all the equipment he had were used.

Even the students from the Agricultural University gave up their old handheld DVs and came to use Lin Feng's new equipment.

Lin Feng didn't care either.

It just so happened that he couldn't control it all by himself.

This scene attracted Professor Li and others to come over and take a look.

He even tried to operate the drone twice before leaving reluctantly.

Their funds are not enough for various agricultural equipment and research instruments, so they don’t have time to upgrade these.

Professor Lu and Professor Xue finally understood why Old Li liked this young man so much.

He is sensible, generous, and has a good skill. Who wouldn't like him?

Isn't it just about letting those students help him manage the farm?
It's nothing.

After this batch of students finishes, there will be another batch, which will give them more opportunities to learn and accumulate experience.

After the big scene was recorded, Lin Feng returned to his farm.

He also has to start working for himself.

The students have to finish cultivating 5,000 acres of land in the next few days.

Some can be done mechanically, while others can only be sown little by little by hand.

There were fewer and fewer people who could come to him for help.

Lin Feng also understood.

The weather forecast says that there will be a light rain in about a week.

They had to finish planting crops such as wheat and corn before this light rain.

Otherwise, when the temperature rises and the air humidity is high, the seeds will get damp.

It is very likely that the seeds will germinate directly in the bag, and the entire bag of seeds will be wasted.

Although he himself was new to the trade, almost everyone had taken the time to teach him how to use agricultural machinery and how to set parameters for wheat and corn.

He felt that he could do it, at least he could do those things that could be sown with the help of machines.

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(End of this chapter)