Chapter 292 Rough Farmer

  A table of dishes aroused Wu Yong's great interest, so as soon as he finished eating, Wu Yong immediately pulled Jian Heng up, showing a very urgent mood to go to the greenhouse.

   It was a coincidence that the door of the greenhouse was pushed open. Both Zhao Changshan and Feng Sanzhu were there. It seemed that they were either weeding or thinning the seedlings. Anyway, the two were very busy.

  Busy enough to see Jian Heng leading the people over, the two didn't get up, and smiled at everyone as a greeting.

  Jian Heng got rid of Wu Yong at this time, pointed to Zhao and Feng and said, "You should communicate with them, the vegetables here are grown by them."

  Before Jian Heng finished speaking, Zhao Changshan opened his mouth and said to Jian Heng: "Boss, the vegetables in our greenhouse seem to change every day, and they grow very quickly?"

   "It's not good to grow fast? You have to grow slowly. I mean, are you a bit stupid?" Jian Heng said.

  Jian Heng's robbing made Zhao Changshan confused, and now he followed Jian Heng's way in his mind, thinking: Hey! That's the truth, if it grows fast, why worry about it?

  But Zhao Changshan came back to his senses soon, and thought: No, the growth of this seedling is a bit abnormal, and the growth period has been shortened by more than half.

   Just when he was about to continue to entangle with Jian Heng on this issue, he found that the friend brought in by his boss came over.

"Master, what's your name?" Wu Yong squatted beside Zhao Changshan, and while asking, he stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of soil on the ground, rubbed it twice in his hand, then stretched out the fingers of the other hand, and gently poked Start with the mud in your heart and observe slowly.

   "Good soil!" Wu Yong said.

  Hearing what Wu Yong said, Zhao Changshan replied with a smile: "Miangui's surname is Zhao, how about you? You can tell you are an expert at a glance!"

"My surname is Wu, I'm Wu Wu, Wu Yong! What kind of expert, I have a farm in Great Rapids, where I grow some flowers and plants to buy and buy. The soil on your land is really good, very oily" Wu Yong said.

   Zhao Changshan said: "It's all grown. We have natural organic fertilizer here." Speaking of this, he pointed to a pile of black and not slippery compost piles on the wall.

  As soon as Wu Yong saw it, he immediately got up and walked over. When he got to the side of the compost pile, he stretched out his hand and grabbed at the 'mud pile'.

  Jian Heng just wanted to stop it, but Wu Yong had already grabbed a handful into his hand, and then slowly looked at it.

   "What?" Seeing Jian Heng's strange expression, He Ye asked casually.

   "Do you know what organic fertilizer is?" Jian Heng watched Wu Yong grab a handful and looked at it vigorously, suppressing the nausea in his heart, and asked He Ye back.

  He Ye understood quite a lot, so he replied to Jian Heng directly: "Shit?"

   "That's right, although the pile has been fermented and dried, it is still **** in essence. Besides cow and horse dung, there is also human dung!" Jian Heng said.

  He Ye heard what Jian Heng said, and immediately said: "Damn, I can no longer walk with Wu Yong this afternoon, let alone shake hands with him."

   "Both of you, this dung doesn't smell anymore, it's not dung but fat now," Zhao Changshan said a little dissatisfied.

  Jian Heng said: "If it doesn't smell bad, it's still shit! How can you grab it with your hands."

  Zhao Changshan said: "You can tell that you are not farmers when you hear it. Look at him, he is a professional!"

  For this kind of major, neither Jian Heng, He Ye nor Sun Siwei is interested in changing.

But on the contrary, Wu Yong was very excited. He grabbed one handful after another, and finally squatted back beside Zhao Changshan in satisfaction. One centimeter looked at the roots.

   "It's quite deep and strong." Wu Yong clapped his hands and said.

  Zhao Changshan said: "That's for sure! The fertility is sufficient, the temperature is also suitable, and the natural growth is fast and good."

   "By the way, all the dishes we eat at noon are picked in the greenhouse?" Wu Yong asked.

  Zhao Changshan nodded: "That's natural. All the vegetables in the ranch are picked in the past few days. Is there any problem?"

  Wu Yong waved his hands and said repeatedly: "No, no, I just want to ask how you planted it."

   Speaking of this, Wu Yong paused for a moment, organized his words and asked: "How did you grow the vegetables with that taste, without the vacuoles, and taste almost the same as the seasonal vegetables?"

After hearing this, Zhao Changshan said: "Oh, your problem is really difficult for me. We have been planting like this all the time. The seeds are purchased from outside, and the organic fertilizer is also produced in our own pasture. It may be because the soil is so rich and rich. The vegetables are particularly good."

   As he said that, Zhao Changshan turned around and grabbed two red tomatoes from the tomato stalk behind him, took one and handed the other to Wu Yong.

Biting on the tomato, Zhao Changshan said: "I didn't notice any difference from others, but something happened, and the things I planted are delicious! Let me tell you this, I am also in the town. I bought a small piece of land, which was originally a horse farm and now it has been replaced by a small farm, but no matter how I plant it, I can’t grow the taste here, and it doesn’t grow as fast as here, so I think it’s because of the Feng Shui here.”

  Jian Heng and He Ye saw that Wu Yong took the tomato, wiped it on his body, and started to eat it with his hands. Suddenly, he felt nauseous again.

   "Forget it, let's leave quickly, I won't be able to eat dinner any longer," Jian Heng said, then turned and walked out of the door.

  He Ye and Sun Siwei saw it, and they also walked out.

   Walking to the door of the conservatory, Jian Heng remembered that he met that silly eagle at noon, so he took He Ye, Sun Siwei and the bodyguards to the old man's dormitory.

  When I arrived at the old man's dormitory, I knocked on the door. When I heard someone coming in from inside, I turned the doorknob, pushed the door open and walked in.

  Mr. Yao seemed to be reading a book at this time. When he saw Jian Heng coming, he closed the book, took off his glasses and stood up from the small table: "Sit down, I'll make tea for you."

   "Don't bother, we'll be leaving later," He Ye said politely immediately.

  Jian Heng just came to ask, so he stretched out his hand to stop Mr. Yao: "Don't worry about it, we just came to ask, how is the golden eagle that Dahui brought over this morning?"

   "Oh, that golden eagle, did it fly away?" Mr. Yao said immediately when he heard that it was the case.

   "Fly away?" He Ye was a little suspicious.

  Not to mention He Ye, Jian Heng couldn't believe it, he was almost in free fall when he was photographed by the silver carp, so he could still fly away?

  Jian Heng said: "Don't make trouble, old man, we are not here to ask you for the golden eagle, but to ask."

Mr. Yao said solemnly: "Who is making trouble with you? I'm so old. What's the trouble with you three hairy children? It really flew away. Once the big gray was put down at the door, I saw it could stand up. After drinking, Dahui took a bowl from the kitchen and filled it with some fish slices, and fed it, almost like a small bowl, and it flew away after eating.”

   "This guy is pretty strong!" Jian Heng smiled and said to himself.

   "Okay, we know that Diao Fei is gone, so let's go too." Jian Heng stood up and stretched out his hand to pat his leg, signaling that he was going to leave.

  Mr. Yao said at this time: "You can't be lazy today, you are good at work and hard at work! Today from 4:00 to 5:30, you must come to the massage room to practice. It just so happens that some students have come back...".

   Before the old man finished speaking, Jian Heng immediately waved his hand and said, "I still have friends here. After two days, will I be able to practice after they leave? I will temporarily use the tricks I have learned for the past two days."

Jian Heng felt that the old man wanted to give him a free press now. He pretended to be proficient in industry and industrious and playful. In fact, he wanted to use himself as a free labor. With this feeling, Jian Heng would not listen to the old man. In any case, the tricks learned now are enough to deal with barley and wheat, as for the others, it will not be too late to learn when I am in a better mood.

  Amid the old man's awkward coughing, Jian Heng left the old man's dormitory.

  As soon as he went out, He Ye asked, "Do you still know how to massage?"

"Grandpa Yao's massage skills are good, but he's just a bit of a thief, always trying to trick me!" Jian Heng was talking here when he suddenly heard a sound of horseshoes, and when he looked up, he found someone along the fence. On the patrol road, a person and a rider were galloping towards him.

  (end of this chapter)