Communicate with furry animals without any barriers, and take the farm to the next level

Chapter 170 Harvest
Every harvest is no less than a carnival.

When I was tired from work, I would pinch open a fallen fruit and put it in my mouth. The fragrant mutant fallen fruit would instantly replenish the lost strength.

The jumping lambs shook off the large pieces of dirt attached to the mutant ground plants, and the Star-Moon Bear used a shovel to put the cleaned mutant ground plants into bags and put them away.

From time to time, golden-armored dung beetles and colorful ladybugs would fly over to check on the situation. Although they couldn't help much, they also had a strong sense of participation.

The whole farm was bustling with activity and people were working in full swing.

Daisy, who witnessed the entire harvesting process, couldn't help but sigh, what an amazing farm! Such unity is so shocking.

The most troublesome part of the entire harvesting process is the collection of the mutant ground-dwelling species, which is the home turf of the golden macaque and the bucktoothed beaver.

After all the mutant ground-growing fruits were turned out of the soil, large and medium-sized animals such as the big-tailed yaks and digging pigs were no longer useful.

These delicate tasks are not suitable for them.

They can leisurely savor the freshly harvested mutant land plants and have a satisfying snack.

When Aunt Daisy was leaving in the afternoon, Josh gave her a big bag of mutant ground vegetables. She wanted to share the joy of the farm's harvest with everyone who saw it.

Even the two rookie errand runners who came today did not forget. Qiao Xi also prepared two bags of fresh mutant ground lettuce for them to celebrate the farm's harvest together.

The harvest of mutants continued for several days.

Just like the taro and bamboo fields, Qiao Xi adopted the method of rolling the soil first to expose the fruits and then picking them.

But compared with taro, the mutant taro grows much smaller and is densely packed all over the ground. From a distance, it looks like a ground full of small eggs, and you can never pick them all up.

On the first day, Qiao Xi shared his joy with the small animals in the forest, so that night, the mutant field became a small animal carnival club.

I thought there were so many, how much could they eat if I gave them some? But the next morning, looking at the obviously sparsely populated farmland, Qiao Xi still felt a pang of helplessness.

No, how come you guys are eating and taking it at the same time?

But the food was eaten, and Josh was not the stingy person who would settle the score later, so he just arranged for the big rats and beavers to patrol at night to protect the safety of the farm property.

If one time is not enough and you want more, don’t blame my big sharp teeth!

After all the yaks had picked up the dregs on the surface, the big-tailed yaks turned the soil over and a lot more came out. They turned it over again and more came out. They kept picking up dregs and turning the soil over.

Faced with such a large piece of land, the number of golden macaques is indeed not enough. Qiao Xi once again admired the foresight of the big-tailed yak. ​​When these big ants are bred next year, there will be new helpers in this boring and monotonous work.

While the golden macaques were picking up the mutated ground-growing fruits, Qiao Xi and the big-tailed yaks were not idle either. Under the guidance of the jumping lamb, she successfully selected a southern hillside as a planting base for Baoshishan papaya, peach coconut and button hazelnut.

These three types of magic fruit trees all like heat and fear cold, so the planting base is chosen in a location far away from the snow-capped mountains.

Qiao Xi, who has cleared many wastelands, is now experienced. He commands the big-tailed yaks and the moon-shaped bears to clear out the dead branches and leaves. Then the well-trained golden-armored soldiers appear. They are responsible for providing all the nutrients needed by these magic fruit trees.

The trees are spaced far apart. When Una and Puda introduced these magic fruit trees, they said that they would all become tall trees when they grow up, so they must ensure enough living space. Of course, Josh chose to strictly enforce it.

After all, there isn't much else on the farm, just a lot of vacant land. Let's temporarily name this place Nanguopo; it needs a name.

However, the magic fruit is delicious, but the tree is difficult to grow.

These magic fruit trees cannot grow up in a short period of time. Looking at the small fruit forest that has not yet taken shape, the wide planting intervals make this fruit forest look very sparse.

Josh closed his eyes and imagined what he would look like when he grew up, with lush trees covering the land. He took a deep breath, wow, it was the breath of life.

Cough cough, she stopped smoking for now and inhaled a nose full of ashes.

Without Josh's knowledge, the beaver quietly dug many water channels.

Even on Nanguopo, far away from Weiguang Lake, Qiao Xi found a small ditch with fresh soil on the slope, which connected to an old waterway.

But Josh would not underestimate them. The water conservancy engineer of Weiguang Farm was not called for nothing. In a few days, there would be water, and there would be no need to worry about water for irrigating the magic fruit forest.

Those little guys can even build dams. My God, they can adjust them at will. Sometimes, Josh really wants to dig out her brain to see what's wrong. The elves on the farm are so powerful, why does she need a farmer like her!

Do you want to eat dry food?
But it’s not impossible, haha, she likes it.

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The busy harvesting work is gradually coming to an end, and the weaving class of the spiders is almost over. Aunt Daisy said that they have learned the basic knowledge very well now, and the rest only requires practice to consolidate their skills.

After they have all mastered these basic skills, if the farm still needs her to teach intermediate or advanced knowledge, then they can contact her again.

She left in a hurry. Josh touched the new waterproof gloves on his hands and felt embarrassed that he hadn't thanked her properly yet.

The waterproof gloves are woven from soft spider silk and snow-covered goat hair. They feel cool and slippery when you put them on. They must feel great in the summer.

Unfortunately, winter is coming soon. A cold wind blew by, and Josh shivered and took off his gloves. It was really doubly cool.

However, since he wanted to consolidate and practice the basic knowledge, Qiao Xi simply let the spiders use all the snow goat hair to practice, and made several pairs of gloves suitable for them according to the normal size of the golden macaque's palm.

Whether making taro bread or cooking baked beans in tomato sauce, there is a risk of being scalded by the soup. Although only a few pairs can be made, the little golden macaques who are on the mixing post in the future will have to wear gloves when working.

First, safety and prevention of burns.

The second is hygiene and hair prevention.

After explaining the golden macaques, the little guys touched each other one by one and even tried to wear them on each other. Although they had never touched them before, it was obvious that they had good contact with these pairs of gloves and seemed to like them quite a lot.

As he was busy, Josh always felt that he had forgotten something.

That day, the carrier pigeon circled over her head several times before dropping the newspaper to her.

I picked up the newspaper stuck on my face and saw that the reward for the farm rating competition I had prepared for for so long was coming!

(End of this chapter)