But it’s not completely impossible to plant.

The three-legged columbine blocks the grain outlet in the middle, and it can barely be planted. However, it is very easy to get stuck during the sowing process, and it always has to be stopped for repairs, which is very time-consuming and patient.

Of course, this is talking about the mountains here.

The use of agricultural tools depends on the area. If the land is small, most of them are done manually.

"Has this been changed to one leg?"

When Chen Ling walked in, he saw a one-legged columbine.

"No, I changed this to a single-legged one for my family last year. The rice seedlings I planted still didn't work well. Either there were leaks in some places and the seedlings didn't grow, or the seedlings were too dense in some places and had to be thinned out. This is old practice.

The problem is, it’s very laborious, and it’s really not as accurate as if we were to ‘order the rice dumplings’ ourselves.”

Han Chao smacked his lips and said helplessly.

Chen Ling touched two handfuls, nodded and said: "This is actually very good. The seeders on the market now can't plant grains. The machine is very easy to break if you try to plant it. It's not as good as our columbine. It's hard to be lazy in farming."

Very, most places still have to use people to go to the fields to 'order the bread'."

"Dianbaogu", also called "cultivating Baogu", sounds like a job that requires hard work and intensive cultivation.

This method is also artificial sowing in traditional farming.

When planting, you hold a shovel, and you hang a schoolbag full of corn seeds around your neck. You shovel and push in the field, and then push up the wooden handle of the shovel with one hand, and the shovel pries up a pit in the land in front of you.

At this time, he picked up two or three seeds with his other hand and sprinkled them into the pit. He removed the shovel and walked forward in a straight line. As he walked, he stepped on the pit in front of him.

The skilled old farmer works very quickly when "pointing out the grain", shoveling, pushing, pushing and scattering, which makes people dazzled. Before others can react, the old farmer is already more than ten steps away.

However, this traditional method is ultimately labor-intensive and laborious, and is less labor-intensive than cultivating columbine.

Unfortunately, there is no way. Columbine planting at this time is not very good, and the accuracy of the seeder is far less than it was ten years ago. Twenty years later, as Han Chao said, the seeds are often missed and the seedlings are replaced in the field, and the seeds are dense.

Thinning the seedlings.

To put it bluntly, it means you save energy when planting, but you still have more time to exert energy after planting.

It's such a hot day, it's very troublesome just thinking about it.

"You're right, let's take a look at this one that's been modified for you."

"Your request is very simple, easy to modify, and it doesn't take much time to use. It's not like planting half of the corn in the ground."

Han Chao said, walking up to the modified three-legged columbine: "My cannery's business has been pretty good in the past two years, and I've been very busy. Otherwise, if I have time to think about it, whether it's corn or anything else, I'll do it."

It can be better than this."

"It's a pity that tinkering with this stuff can't support the family. It's just a fooling around and can't interfere with the family's serious business."

Chen Ling has seen quite a few such people, some of whom are very skilled and can be called civilian farmer scientists, but unfortunately most of them are not recognized.

After seeing the columbine, Chen Ling stuffed him with two packs of good cigarettes to express his gratitude and said he would come over to pick up the cog after dinner. The two of them were polite.

When walking out, Han Chuang asked his brother to go back for lunch at noon, saying that his parents were also there.

Han Chao didn't refuse after hearing this, and said that since he was here, don't leave in a hurry. Let's take Chen Ling to visit the canning production room first.

Entering the production workshop, Chen Ling's eyes were opened to the various canned fruits and various meats.

"Ling Zi, try this canned yellow peach. Take it back and chill it with well water later. It will be more refreshing than popsicles."

Han Chao opened a canned yellow peach and gave it to him. This was also a canned fruit in season.

Chen Ling took the can and tasted two mouthfuls of juice, then poured two pieces of yellow peach into his mouth, "Well, it's delicious. This fresh can just tastes different."

"It's delicious. Let's get some more later." Han Chao said with a smile. There used to be several canneries in Huangni Town, but now they are the only ones who can do it. Naturally, they still have some skills.

After the three of them laughed and walked around the cannery's production room and chatted for a while, Han Chuang took Chen Ling to the brewery to buy beer.

"Brother, you should go there early at noon."

"I know, you go buy a bar first, I'll go back and call your sister-in-law and she'll be there."

…

Huangni Town is truly a place where factories gather together. Chen Ling followed Han Chuang around. Flour mills, instant noodle factories, breweries, biscuit factories, brick factories, and textile factories were all opened.

"In a while, the biscuit factory will be the busiest. Before August 15th, moon cakes will be made day and night. It will not stop all night long, and people will come and go from work in the evening and morning."

"Further on, when winter comes, brick factories are busy, and many houses are built in winter."

"The instant noodle factory is not doing well this year."

Han Chuang introduced him.

We talked non-stop all the way, and when we arrived at the brewery, we picked up a bucket of draft beer and headed home.

"Come to our brewery to buy wine. When it's hot in summer, it's best to drink draft beer, and drink less bottled beer."

While walking on the road, Han Chuang still kept talking.

Chen Ling has heard about the benefits of draft beer. This thing is fresh beer or draft beer, which has higher nutritional value than ordinary beer.

He thought Han Chuang wanted to say this too.

Unexpectedly, Han Chuang said next: "Because we have a lot of bottled beer here, and the beer inside is not wine, but urine."

"What? Pee?" Chen Ling was shocked.

"Yeah, I don't want to mess with you. There are a lot of factories in our town. It's hot now. Those **** young workers in the factory go to the brewery after work in the evening and wait for it to steal beer and drink it.

, do you know how they stole it?" Han Chuang raised his eyebrows thiefly when talking about this.

"I don't know, how did you steal it?"

"Hehe, this is what my brother told me. He said that the brewery produces a lot of beer in the summer, and the beer is piled up against the wall. The young workers are outside the wall, tying a hook with a rope, just like fishing.

He threw the hook over the wall, put the beer bottle around it and slowly hooked it up, then opened it and drank outside the wall."

"After drinking, they were afraid that the brewery would stop putting beer on the wall if they knew about it, so they came up with an idea. Yes, they peed into the bottle. When it was full, the color would be similar to that of beer.

Pretend it's beer, put the lid on, and put all the beer back with a rope."

"Holy crap, can this still happen?"

Chen Ling was stunned when he heard this, "If you do this, won't the brewery find out?"

"Well, in most cases, you really can't find it, because these damn guys have learned how to open the bottle cap with a nail, and open it along the mouth of the bottle, so that the bottle can be opened and the cap can be kept intact after drinking.

When we go back, we don’t drink all the beer, but only half a bottle. If we don’t drink the rest, we just mix urine in it.”

When Han Chuang talked about this, his face was full of admiration.

"Good guy, after listening to what you said, I won't dare to drink bottled beer in the future."

Chen Ling felt sick to her stomach when she thought about half of the beer bottle being filled with urine.

But Han Chuang patted him on the shoulder carelessly: "Hey, don't be nervous, Lingzi, you can still drink this. Beer with urine in it tastes like spoiled beer and smells very bad."

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Chapter completed!