Ancient natural disasters: The whole family traveled through time and was almost wiped out

Chapter 237

Chapter 237

"No matter what, it's still a dead chicken." Jiang Xiaomi said, "Dead chickens must have germs, are you sure you can eat them?"

"Of course you can't eat dead fetus eggs, because there is a high probability that there are many kinds of bacteria, such as E. coli, Staphylococcus, Salmonella, etc., and there may even be parasites and insect eggs."

Jiang Xiaomi felt sick after hearing this: "Then just tell me not to eat it anymore!"

"But good eggs are still edible!" Jiang Xiubai picked up another egg at this time. He felt something was wrong as soon as he touched it, and handed it to her: "This egg is a dead egg. A good egg makes no sound when you shake it, but this one shakes and rattles, as if there is water in it."

Jiang Xiaomi shook her head and said yes.

Jiang Xiubai added: "My personal suggestion is that if you really want to eat them, you should eat the ones that have been incubated for ten days or so. The chance of eating dead eggs is lower. I can hatch a batch specifically for you in the future. Raising seedlings is important now. But if you really want to eat them, I'll go to the mall and buy them for you?"

"Come on, I won't eat anymore." Jiang Xiaomi put the egg down and stood up: "I'm going to class. You can go to the fish pond to take a rest. Uncle Chen has already filled the pond to the level you specified."

"Okay." Jiang Xiubai took out a loaf of bread from the space and handed another to Jiang Xiaomi: "I left the fry at home when I went out. My father will take it. Tell the villagers that it was your father who brought it back."

This is the benefit of being frank with Jiang Yida and the others. We can let them do a lot of things. In order to rationalize the appearance of the fish fry, Jiang Yida even made a special trip out of the village.

Whatever Jiang Yipei used to do, Jiang Yida can now do it.

After asking how much the fish fry cost, he settled the bill.

Jiang Xiubai put on his hat, wrapped himself tightly with his scarf, and walked towards the fish pond.

Jiang Lizheng and Jiang Yida were releasing fish flowers. He did this every year and was quite experienced in fish farming. Jiang Xiubai didn't come here to collect any rewards this time, he mainly came to check the water quality.

Water quality is very important for raising fish.

The fish pond is public, and it's quite big, at least ten acres. Jiang Xiubai also brought a large bucket of disinfectant powder specifically for fish ponds. "Dad, you forgot to bring this. Xiaomi was in a hurry to go to class, so I didn't tell you when I brought it to you?"

"What?" Jiang Yida paused, took a look, and said hurriedly, "Look at my memory. My elder brother gave it to me yesterday, but I forgot it at home. What is this called?"

Jiang Xiubai said: "It's sterilized. Uncle said that our fish pond has been flooded for several months and there are a lot of dirt in it. It's best to sterilize it so that the fish can survive longer."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Jiang Yida nodded repeatedly.

Along the edge of the fish pond, spread half a basin of water every five or six meters, and prepare to plant the fish.

Jiang Xiubai still bought the four major carps - carp, silver carp, crucian carp and dace carp, but there were some differences. Some of the fish were hybrid bred and grew fast, but the fish looked similar to the four major carps.

"Ada, there are too many fish! Apei told you to catch them all?" Jiang Lizheng frowned.

"Ah?" Jiang Yida subconsciously looked at Jiang Xiubai, who nodded: "Yes, that's what my brother told me. What's wrong, Li Zhengbo? Is it too much?"

"Yes, it's a little bit more, but not too much." Jiang Lizheng said, "I'm just afraid that when the fish grow up in a few months, they won't be able to breathe in the water."

"It's okay, Li Zheng." Jiang Xiubai said at this time: "Since uncle said so, he must have his reasons."

High-density breeding is indeed prone to cause hypoxia in the seedlings, but it doesn’t matter now. First, the fish are small now, and second, the proportions of these four types of fish are carefully calculated by him. Although the density is a bit high, it is definitely within the controllable range.

After the fish flowers were harvested, they began to plant mulberry trees.

Because it is quite cold now, Jiang Xiubai bought mulberry saplings that were more than three months old, about 50 cm long, and had palm-sized leaves. Apart from being a little expensive, there was nothing wrong with them, which made Jiang Yida very distressed.

Jiang Xiubai originally wanted to plant all the fields beside the pond, but then he thought it would be better not to rush into it, so he decided to plant only one side, but this was not a small amount.

When Jiang Xiubai took it out last night, Jiang Yida scolded him - these are mulberry saplings that three trucks can't pull back, and he only took out one truck! Don't you think about whether this makes sense!

But Jiang Xiubai just made up a story and said that Jiang Yipei sent someone to send it back!

As for why no one in the village saw it, who knows!

What else can Jiang Yida do?

There is no other way except for the first time!

I’ve bought them all!

All the money has been given!

These mulberry seedlings can die!

He was also puzzled. They grow hemp here but not mulberry. Why did their ancestors bring mulberry seedlings but not hemp seedlings?

Hemp is also subject to tax!

Jiang Lizheng also had this doubt: "We don't know how to raise silkworms!"

"If you don't know, just learn! Uncle Pei has taught Xiaomi and Brother Mian! They will come over when they are free." Jiang Xiubai explained while chanting in his heart, "I would rather my fellow Taoist die than let me die."

It’s not that he doesn’t want to teach, it’s that he has trypophobia!

Silkworm babies...

How scary the silkworms were when they were young, entangled, wriggling, and rolling. Just thinking about it gave Jiang Xiubai goose bumps popping up like bamboo shoots after a rain.

When he was studying this subject, he didn't even want to face the computer after class. If it was a real scene, he would probably have fallen off his shoes.

"I have heard Uncle Pei say that he not only wants to raise silkworms, but also pigs and ducks. He will do this in the fish pond area. When the wall of our village is built, we will plant mulberry trees on this side, build pig pens on both sides, and duck houses on the other side."

Raising ducks and pigs requires building houses, but a silkworm house can be just any room, so silkworms are raised first.

"What are you doing? What do you want?" Jiang Lizheng couldn't understand.

"You'll understand if I explain it this way." Jiang Xiubai was tired of standing, so he found a place to sit down. Jiang Lizheng and others surrounded him, looking at him, waiting for him to speak.

"Fish ponds have pond mud, right? We clean the ponds every year. The pond mud is fertile, but we can't bear to throw it away. It takes a lot of effort to carry it to the fields. If we just pile the pond mud beside the pond, we can plant mulberry trees or hemp. We are planting mulberry trees now, and we can grow mulberry leaves to feed silkworms. We can also eat mulberry fruits. Silkworms have silkworm feces, which can be used to feed fish.

Our fish pond is so big that we need to raise a lot of silkworms. Silkworm feces are enough to feed the fish. But it doesn’t matter. We are going to raise ducks and pigs. The duck and pig manure can also be used to feed the fish. You may not have thought that pig manure is very good for fish. Fish eat more and grow faster! "

Just thinking about the process of their growth, it’s a bit hard to eat them.

"Furthermore, fish manure can be used to fertilize the pond, and pond mud can be dug up to plant mulberry trees. Do you understand? Isn't it like a circle, endless?"

Jiang Xiubai drew a circle on the ground with a branch, then looked up at everyone, just like a teacher asking students questions in class hoping for a response.

"Yes, right——" Jiang Lizheng was confused. He couldn't figure it out, but he intuitively felt that it made some sense.

"Remove the word 'bar'!" Jiang Xiubai said, "If we do this, the cost of raising fish, pigs and ducks will be reduced, so why worry about not making money?"

"Brother Bai, after listening to it, I feel that the most important part is 'shit'!"

Jiang Xiugao, the son of Jiang the Butcher, scratched his head and asked.

"Why, do you look down on feces?" Jiang Xiubai asked him.

"Not really, I just think it's a little bit dirty..."

"Damn you!" Jiang the butcher slapped Jiang Xiugao in the face. Jiang Xiugao covered the back of his head and shouted, "Dad! I'm discussing this with Brother Bai!"

Butcher Jiang ignored him and said, "How can this manure not be good? Human manure, chicken, duck and pig manure, who wouldn't collect them like treasures? How can you compost without manure? How can you not use fertilizer when you farm? You think it's disgusting after reading two books! Why don't you think it's disgusting when you eat it?"

"Dad, you..." Jiang Xiugao was speechless: "Can you not put these two things together?"

"cannot!"

Jiang Xiugao: “…”

Manure is indeed an indispensable part of the traditional ecological cycle.

In fact, what Jiang Xiubai is trying to do now is a very classic agricultural production model, called mulberry-based fish pond, which is a highly efficient artificial ecosystem - "planting mulberry trees at the pond base, feeding silkworms with mulberry leaves, raising fish with silkworm feces, fertilizing the pond with fish manure, and mulberry trees with pond mud."

Mulberry trees are usually planted in winter and spring, so they are relatively cold-resistant at that time. But the weather is indeed a bit cold now, so some warming measures should be taken when planting, such as covering the roots with a layer of rice straw.

It had been a long time since Jiang Xiubai came out, and his broken body couldn't bear it anymore. He asked someone to help him back to Jiang Xiumian's room, and then asked him to wait for Jiang Xiaomi to come back and call her over.

Ever since Chunya taught him a lesson, he never broke into Jiang Xiaomi's bedroom for no reason again. But he was not so particular about Jiang Xiumian, so every time he wanted to find Jiang Xiaomi, he would wait for her at Jiang Xiumian's place.

Chunya: “…”

My dear masters, please tell me, what is the difference? What is the difference? It's just a change of room!

Jiang Xiaomi was called over just after she got home from get out of class, but Jiang Xiubai had already fallen asleep on the couch. Jiang Xiaomi made a "tsk--" sound and walked over to pat his face: "Wake up, wake up! You have to sleep on the kang! If you catch a cold, I don't know when you'll recover!"

"Stop it!" Jiang Xiubai chased her away like a fly, then rolled over in the quilt, muttering, "I'll sleep a little longer—"

"Eh--"

If Jiang Xiaomi hadn't been quick enough to grab him, he would have rolled to the ground. No one knew what he had done in the fish pond. He was so tired that he almost fell down but didn't even wake up.

"I really owe you!"

Jiang Xiaomi said this with a dark face, then straightened the quilt and tucked it under Jiang Xiubai's body. After making sure it was wrapped up, she grabbed the head and foot of the quilt, lifted him up, and carried him onto the kang.

Jiang Xiubai was sleeping like a pig, not moving at all. Jiang Xiaomi was kind enough to pull down the quilt covering his head and went to the dining room to eat.

In the Jiang family, except for Qin who was in confinement and ate five meals a day, the other masters ate three meals a day, and the servants ate two meals a day.

So, the servants of the Jiang family live better than many ordinary people!

They are naturally grateful, and do their best whether serving or doing things.

They also followed their masters on their work outside, and saw and remembered the cruelty outside. Even ordinary people lived a miserable life, let alone servants like them. When they met a Bodhisattva like their master, they were already very happy. How could they not do their best?

After class, at Lao Jiang’s house.

"I'm home?"

Jiang Xiubai was crunching a bag of potato chips. He had just woken up and was starving.

"What do you want from me?" Jiang Xiaomi reached into the bag, grabbed two slices and put them in her mouth, then asked, "You were sleeping like a dead pig. You didn't wake up when I got home from get out of class, and you didn't wake up when I was about to go to class."

"I'm so sleepy! There's no way I can hold on when it's time for my nap. Here, give it to you. I don't want to eat anymore." Jiang Xiubai handed the bag of cucumber-flavored potato chips to Jiang Xiaomi, then took out a bag from the space and threw it on the table two meters away from him, as if he was throwing something dirty.

"What? You look so crazy." Jiang Xiaomi asked while eating, without rushing to open it and take a look.

"Silkworm seeds." Jiang Xiubai clapped his hands and patted his clothes, fearing that silkworm seeds would fall on him.

"What kind?" Jiang Xiaomi didn't hear clearly.

"Silkworm seeds! We are raising fish and silkworms, right? These are silkworm seeds. You... and Brother Mian, you came back just in time. You should be responsible for raising silkworms. It's actually quite difficult to raise silkworms. These little creatures are very fragile, and there are many things to pay attention to. You have to explain them clearly to the people who raise silkworms. I've written them down in this little notebook. Here you go—"

Jiang Xiaomi took it and frowned: "You can teach it yourself. We don't have the time! I am worried about the class every day."

"I'm scared!" Jiang Xiubai reacted violently. He rolled up his sleeves pitifully and said, "Look at me, I get goose bumps just talking about silkworms. Just imagine, if I saw so many silkworms, I would be stuck in the silkworm house."

"That's all you can do!" Jiang Xiaomi said with a smile, "What are you afraid of, little bug? It can bite you!"

"I don't know if it bites or not, but it makes me sick! Ah..." Jiang Xiubai shook his head, trying to get rid of the image of the fat white silkworm from his mind: "Don't talk about it anymore!"

"I'm busy like a dog every day. How can I have the time to help you teach people how to raise silkworms?" Jiang Xiumian was so tired every day that he didn't even want to cross the threshold. As soon as he got back to the house, he collapsed on the recliner, and meals were brought to him by the servants.

If it weren't for his southern shame, he would have even wanted a servant to help him take a bath.

"Time is like milk..." Seeing Jiang Xiaomi, Jiang Xiubai immediately changed his words: "Time is like a sponge, if you squeeze it, there will always be some. At most, you can just work overtime tonight!"

"That's easy for you to say. Why don't you overcome your mental barriers..." Jiang Xiumian felt angry and powerless. These days really exhausted him.

In order to speed up the progress, bricklayers from more than a dozen villages in the surrounding area were called over.