Because he had seen the effect of composting with his own eyes, Old Man Zhu had no objection to Ye Yuran instructing everyone to dig holes and prepare for "retting".

For the same amount of fertilizer, the fertilizer in the manure pit is more fertile, but it is completely inferior to the amount in the compost pit.

What's more, compost is easy to store. Unlike a manure pit, it is not very controlled by people. You can only dig it as big as possible so that it can be filled with more.

Because Ye Yuran stipulated that the Zhu family's daughter-in-law should clean the pig pen with clean water every once in a while, their manure pit filled up very quickly, but because too much water was mixed in, the quality deteriorated.

Old man Zhu had blamed Ye Yuran for this before. After seeing the compost, he said: "I'm just telling you, why are you washing the pig pen for no reason? You are waiting for me here."

After seeing Ye Yuran pour the watered manure into the compost pit, he felt "lost" and asked his son to dig a manure pit outside the outer wall of the backyard to "save up money."

As a result, after looking at the effect of the compost again, he asked his son to pick it back a few days ago.

Zhu Da, Zhu Er, Zhu San, Zhu Si, Zhu Wu: "..."

Dad, if you had to listen to mother earlier, wouldn’t this be over?

Ye Yuran disliked the smell, so he didn't ask for so much, and asked them to dig a few more compost pits outside the courtyard wall and dispose of it.

"You've picked them all back, but you still can't make a living? Don't worry about the trouble, just dig a few more outside the wall. If you can't use them all next year, you can sell them to others."

Yes, that's right, this thing can be "sold for money".

In the memory of the original owner, Ye Yuran read that Old Man Zhu asked the original owner about buying a piece of "fat".

Old man Zhu thought this was a good idea, so he called his son to do it.

Zhu Da, Zhu Er, Zhu San, Zhu Si, Zhu Wu: "..."

Dad, even if you work all winter long, you won't make much money from this thing.

But if daddy says, can they not do it?

Fortunately, Ye Yuran still needs to grow winter wheat and vegetables here, which can be regarded as a rescue for them.

After digging a compost pit and mixing it with the fine soil next to it, Ye Yuran also asked them to get a sieve to sift through it.

The soil that can fall out of the sieve is what she wants; the soil that cannot fall out is poured back into the compost pit, add something to it, and retting it again.

Because paper in this era was still very precious, the Zhu family still cannot afford paper, let alone a cup-shaped flower pot that is biodegradable like modern ones.

Ye Yuran had no choice but to ask Old Man Zhu and his sons to find a way to make this "nursery" as square and flat as possible, then pull a thread on it and cut it into pieces like tofu.

Square by square.

The breeding method is also very simple, that is, soak the seeds in water to wet them according to their categories, and use the temperature to encourage them to germinate.

When the weather is cool, wrap it in gauze and put it on your body; when the sun comes out, put it under the sun to keep warm.

Because it was the first time to make it, the first batch did not sprout at all, but the subsequent batches grew first.

When the buds were about one finger long, Ye Yuran asked them to bury them one by one into the "grid" she designed and arrange them neatly.

Zhu Da, Zhu Er, Zhu San, Zhu Si, Zhu Wu: "..."

This time, an old man Zhu was added: "..."

Ye Yuran's explanation is also very simple: "Seeds are just like people. Everyone has their own appetite and whether they can eat enough. People have mouths and can speak, but do seeds have them? It's because they don't have them, so for

To ensure that every seed can have enough to eat, we have to sort it out for them in advance, one seed at a time, so they don’t have to worry about their fat being robbed by those next to them.”

Old man Zhu felt that it seemed quite reasonable.

Anyway, it's not about the grain field, it's about the "nursery" that she created by herself. They all only have to work hard, so she can do whatever she wants.

Watering is not like they used to pick a bucket of water and sprinkle it ladle after ladle, but there are many small holes poked in the bottom of the ladle.

If you scoop a ladle of water like this, the water will flow out from the pores, just like rain.

"The soil in the nursery is very fine and light. If you pour a ladle of water down, the seeds will definitely be washed away, so you need to use this kind of drizzle, just like rain, and water it carefully. Think about it for yourself, on the mountain

There is no one to water the plants. Why do they grow so well? It's because God rains." Ye Yuran continued to fool around, "Farming should be like God. How it comes is how we come."

Old Man Zhu and others all agreed with this statement.

What kind of farmer doesn't depend on God's face for food? Although watering in this way is a little slower, it is indeed more like God's rain.

The next day, the men of the Zhu family were surprised to find: "Father, mother, look, the seeds have grown. Look, the seeds have grown..."

Old man Zhu's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it: "How so fast?! Did you really make the seeds grow in advance?"

The Liu family, the Liu family, the Lin family, and even Zhu Bamei, Lin Sanmei, and Lin Simei who didn't farm, all came over to watch the fun.

Ye Yuran took a look and said with a smile: "It didn't grow in advance. You have forgotten that when I asked you to plant them, the seeds were already with buds, but now they have broken out of the ground."

"Hey, mother, why is this one growing?" Zhu Bamei also pointed to the place where the little buds sprouted, compared it with the side, and asked doubtfully.

Zhu Si said: "Are the seeds broken?"

Ye Yuran said: "It's not that it's broken, it's that the varieties are different and the seeds grow at different speeds. If I remember correctly, this fastest-growing seed is a good cabbage seedling..."

Sure enough, a few days later, the Zhu family saw the seeds emerging one after another in the nursery.

Some grow very fast, and some grow slower. I wish I could have people cheering for them: "The ones next to me have grown so tall, why don't you try to be more proud and grow a little longer?"

"Mom said, different seeds grow at different speeds, which is normal." Lin said, "But it's really strange. Sister-in-law, second sister-in-law, have you noticed that they do seem to grow better than when we scatter them directly in the ground?

Be high."

Ms. Liu nodded: "It makes people feel comfortable just looking at it. It's very beautiful."

Ms. Liu: "And it saves trouble. There is no need to thin out the seedlings."

The men of the Zhu family were also standing by the nursery, thinking for a while.

In the past, when they farmed, they plowed the ground, sprinkled the seeds directly, watered them, and fertilized them. After they grew up, at a certain time, they began to thin out the seedlings and pull out weeds.

But the strange thing is that their mother changed the method of planting. Not only did the seedlings no longer need to be thinned, but the weeds were also gone.

Zhu San remembered something and asked: "Brother, do you still remember how many seeds your mother used?"

Zhu Da recalled: "There are cabbage seeds, radish seeds..."

"I'm not asking you to count this, brother, do you remember that when my mother was breeding, she counted the seeds. She knew how many seeds were used for each vegetable in this nursery."
Chapter completed!