Weisi shook his head honestly. He knew cotton, but he had never seen cotton seeds.
"This is the cotton seed, and the particles are big and full. It seems that this old man is very good at growing cotton. Wei Si, you have done a good job. It would be a pity if you missed it."
Qi Lan picked up a pinch, not a shell, but a very full species.
See JiLan who four affirmed the cotton seed breath a sigh of relief, although it is worthless, but it is also his own.
Put away the seeds JiLan suddenly thought of another thing "by the way, do you recognize the man who sells cotton seeds in Weisi?
Looking at the quality of cotton, the old man must be very good at growing cotton. This kind of talent must be well recommended to Joe Yue. If you have a good word, it can also increase cotton production. "
"Recommended to Joe Gong?" Others have been stuck, even the Soviet side is not white. "My husband is an ordinary citizen. What should I recommend to Joe Gong? He can’t teach people to read and he can’t let people be officials."
In this era, it is a common view that if you want to get ahead, you must study hard to get a good job. Qi Lan understands that he never wanted to break these stereotypes, but now that we have talked about it, I think it is still necessary. After all, the old saying [365 lines are the best] is not just talk.
Others don’t know JiLan idea now are curious JiLan why there will be such an idea?
"You don’t understand this. In fact, if you change your mind, don’t I just grow crops?
Just like this old man, it is better for me to plant it out, which can increase the output. The cotton grown by this old man is also very good
Wouldn’t it be great if there were better varieties and the old man’s cotton planting skills? "
JiLan took XiaoFulang and got up to treasure the bamboo rice. By the way, he also asked Wei Wu to bake a dish, just waiting for them to eat. The bamboo rice was found outside the bamboo building, where a group of seven people sat cross-legged around the bonfire.
Of course, Su Fang and Wei Yi have specially padded cushions.
It’s getting cold in early autumn, and both of them are pregnant, so don’t pay attention to it.
"Husband, how do you know that the old man’s cotton is very good? What if other people grow cotton like this? " Su Fang still feels a little incredible, but he thinks what my husband said is right.
After all, they are actually ordinary cultivators.
But I still have to say my doubts in my heart;
"After all, my husband has never seen what it’s like to grow cotton. You can’t say anything just because this old man sells cotton, can you?"
Some bamboo tubes, large and small, were put in the fire. Qi Lan specially soaked peanuts, red beans, mung beans, black beans and so on, and added glutinous rice, japonica rice and rice to make a sample.
Because it was a temporary decision to eat things that were difficult to cook, such as baofan, japonica rice and beans, it was specially boiled first and then put into a bamboo tube, and then water was added to make bamboo tube rice.
The bamboo rice was just cooked, and it was still hot. Jilan first put a thick towel in Su Fang’s hand, and then she found a thick towel to stretch out her hand from the fire and took out a bamboo tube. With a dagger, the hot bamboo tube suddenly cracked a crack.
The front bamboo tube has been in a semi-closed state, and a small hole is cut at the mouth of the bamboo section, from which beans and rice are stuffed.
No smell escaped when the bamboo tube was baked in front of us.
And now as JiLan move suddenly a strange fragrance with thick bamboo fragrance floating in the tip of everyone’s nose.
"It smells good! It turns out that bamboo cooking is so delicious!"
Who immediately chan hurriedly drives who five also help him with one.
JiLan chuckled a little, and then the dagger pried the bamboo tube half open, and the fragrance was stronger. At the same time, full grains of rice also appeared in front of them. There were all kinds of beans in the rice, and JiLan specially added a little bacon and salt to it. At this moment, the treasure bamboo tube rice was crystal clear and shiny, and it was also beautiful.
"Be careful, it’s very hot." Jilan blew on it and put the bamboo tube beside him, and handed him a spoon in Xiaofulang’s hand.
Then I saw Xiaofulang forced to take a bite and feed it to his mouth, and then he squinted as if he enjoyed it. "It’s delicious. My husband’s cooking is really the best!"
"Ha ha, let’s eat quickly" JiLan chuckled a few times and saw Wei Wu across the street, but he also learned that Wei Yi was not as gentle as Xiaofulang. Before Wei Wu put bamboo rice in his hand, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it directly, and then directly opened his mouth and took a bite. He was so hot that he couldn’t bear to spit it out and said it was delicious.
In the other three people even more don’t care about the image, JiLan is still helping XiaoFuLang prepare when they have directly to eat.
Everyone ate a bamboo rice pad before they started to eat barbecue.
After all, bamboo tubes are relatively small, just as thick as children’s wrists. In fact, they can’t hold much rice, but fortunately, they still have a big roe.
Wei Wu began to chop pieces of meat with a dagger. Pieces of meat were as thin as cicadas’ wings and quickly landed on plates. Jilan got up and went to the kitchen. "I’m going to get dip and some fruits to get tired of it."
Dips are prepared long ago, and fruits are forced to eat from time to time after they come out.
"Husband, you haven’t said anything about knowing that the old man grows cotton better than others."
I was tempted by delicious food and forgot this problem for a while. Now the taste buds are satisfied, and Su Fang suddenly remembers this problem again.
"Nature also has a basis." Qi Lan divided the fruits. Today, it is rare to have a good mood. He is not in a hurry. He can just chat together. "No matter what plants look good, his fruits and species will certainly be very good. I just saw those species brought back from Yiwei. They are all full of particles and almost round and beautiful."
"If this situation is not specially selected by the old man, it is that all his cotton varieties are so good, which means that he grows cotton very well, too.
And a good thing means a high yield, doesn’t it? "
Five guards nodded. Although they didn’t know anything about crops, they all knew after this period that it would be good to plant good things, which in turn should not be bad to plant good things.
However, Su Fang is not the same. He somehow planted it with his husband for so many years. Before the cultivators, he even rounded up the farm work at home. He knew a lot more than the five guards. After Qi Lan finished, he asked, "How did your husband know that he was better than others?"
What if someone else grows cotton well, even better than him? "
Chapter 13 Weiyi Embroidery
I was going to send a roast lamb to Qiao Yue’s movers, and two legs of lamb were missing, because Xiaofulang was still missing those two little guys yesterday.
"Brother-in-law! Uncle! " Two young boys came hand in hand from a distance and were teaching Wei Yi a needle and thread outside the bamboo house. Su Fang looked up at the sound of surprise. "Xiaofeng Xiaoyue, why are you here!"