I Just Want To Farm

  Chapter 20 Planting Plan

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  Qin Yuan is indeed preparing for the next season’s planting. Farmers rely on the heavens and the earth for their food. The day cannot be delayed. It’s already February.

  "Dad" Qin Yu came downstairs and sat upright in front of him. Putting the pen and paper in front of him, Yu Sheng was boiling water and making hot tea. When he saw his daughter's attitude, he felt solemn.

  This is the habit of the Qin family’s parents. They value the only daughter very much.

   values ​​her opinion so much that she cares about it.

   "Dad, what are you going to grow? Potatoes?" After writing this paragraph on the paper, Qin Yu glanced at the potato sprouts that had grown under the corner of the wall.

  Qin Yuan was surprised that her daughter, who had never cared about these things, would mention this, but nodded.

  He does plan to grow potatoes. Potatoes are easy to plant, easy to manage, and the prices are good. They can be regarded as the farming habits that farmers here have continued over the years.

Qin Yu tapped his finger on the table, peered at the potato sprouts, thought for a moment, and wrote on the paper: "Dad, some things are not worthwhile for everyone to grow. Didn't you find that the price of potatoes last year was lower than the year before? Counting up for a few years, because potato seeds are improved and planted in the right way, everyone grows them and produces more. The price will not only go up, but will drop, and this year will be no exception."

  Her words and rhetoric are gentle, which is a tone that only adults can have, but it is easy to be trusted.

Language and writing are both art. Zhou Yun's tone of voice is derived from the confidence and calmness of a cutting-edge scientific researcher, while Qin Yu's confidence comes from her looking into the future, and her calmness comes from the importance of her. .

  This is her father, she will respect him, and he will treat her as well.

  Qin Yuan looked at Qin Yu's continuous writing of a long paragraph, pondered for a while, and said: "But planting other things is not as good as planting potatoes."

  Sometimes planting habits are nothing more than choosing the most suitable one among several options.

  "You can also try yam." Qin Yu finally put forward his own suggestion.

  But she saw the doubt in the faces of her parents.

  Yam, what is it?

   "Uh, yam is yam."

The name   Yaishan may be more appropriate to their place, but it is not well-known. Qin Yuan knew about it because his grandfather was a shopkeeper in his early years. He traveled north and south, and brought back a few sections to give his family a taste.

   But for Yai Shan, he knew nothing more.

"People in the mountains here don’t eat it because they can’t afford the price and can’t keep up with the trend. But in fact, eating yam has long been popular in the city. Because of its medicinal value, eating it is good for the health and popular in cities. Yes, the wind will rise sooner or later in the town"

Qin Yu thought for a while and wrote: "If the fortune is bad, only a few hundred thousand yuan of potatoes sold this quarter will be lost. If it is approved, it will at least bring profits by at least three times. I can broaden the way for the future and set a stable sales route with the boss of Bao Bao, Dad, I hope you can think about it."

  Bao Ren Bao is an opportunity. Qin Yuan is a man and he is mostly involved in farming. He has simple and effective experience in this area. He is indeed thinking about it, but his father and daughter soon smelled the fragrance of tea.

  Yu Sheng poured a cup of tea for each of them. The tea is not good, but it is from the mountain, so it smells close.

  Qin Yu warmed his fingers with the hot tea. Before drinking it, he heard Qin Yuan say: "Without seeds, there should be none in town."

Qin Yu was taken aback, and then reacted. It is not that his family father is unwilling to plant, but he is afraid that he will not have seeds. Also, they are still very backward in rural areas, and the planting method is not popular to buy bagged seeds. Instead, they are used to the original Graft or take seedlings on the crops.

  It seems that yam is not a bag of seeds, but cut into pieces, but that’s okay. There must be some in the city’s agricultural and sideline market.

  "We don’t have one here. There must be some in the city. When I have a holiday this weekend, I will go to the city with Dad once."

  They are not far from the nearest Quanzhou city. Two hours by bus is enough, and one day is enough to go back and forth.

  Qin Yuan nodded, even if this matter was settled, but after a while, he stared at Qin Yu again, his eyes burning.

  Qin Yu is a little nervous for no reason. Is there anything wrong?

   "Did you finish your homework?"

  "."

  Done, done! Qin Yu smiled dryly, and Yu Sheng, who had been listening, couldn't help but smile, and reached out to touch Qin Yu's head.

  Sure enough, parents all over the world belong to the same family, and no matter how they are restocked, they will have to do their homework.

The next day, Qin Yu went to school with the two friends as always, but on the way, she and the two of them got the answers to the small test papers. Some of them were wrong. She didn’t paint and correct them, but circled the wrong places. When I got up, I asked Li Yuan about the correct way and wrote it on the side. The comparison between right and wrong will make the memory more vivid.

  Li Yuan looked at it and didn't say anything, but he was obviously relieved, as if his stupid daughter finally got the hang of it.

   Li Xiaoyun was a little surprised. Like Qin Yu, she used to learn blindly. There was no way to learn at all. She was accustomed to listening to Qin Yu since she was a child. Watching Qin Yu do this, she followed.

  But Qin Yu frowned: "Lack of red pens, we are not on duty today. Why don't we go to the store to buy red pens. The red pen remarks look more eye-catching and easy to remember."

  Qin Yu’s proposal was good, and Li Yuan agreed.

  It was another intensive day of class, but Qin Yu felt a little more relaxed when going up and down than before, and at least some knowledge points were understood.

She suddenly understood why people with good grades will learn better, because they have "learned" this feeling is a sense of pleasure and satisfaction, as if making money, the more you earn, the more you want to earn, on the contrary, the more you can’t learn. If you don't want to learn or understand, the more you don't want to listen.

  After school, the three of them carried their school bags and walked to a stationery store outside the school.

  There are two middle schools here. The business in this street is nothing more than meals and stationery. The three people Qin Yu entered the largest and most lively Xinhua Stationery Store.

"Today, Teacher Lin brought up the monthly exam again. It's been only a week. I'm a little scared, Xiaoyu." Li Xiaoyun is relatively introverted and reluctant to talk, but she will tell Qin Yu some things. After all, she is her only friend—Li Yuan It's a man, not counting.

   "There is nothing to be afraid of, isn't it another week?" Qin Yu took her to the shelf where the pen was, and said while holding the pen.

  "Just a week"

"As long as you are better than you were a week ago, then you are successful now." Qin Yu picked out a pen, opened the cap, and used it to write a few words on the white paper below. Down.

  The color is too thick.

   "Ah, I don't quite understand, but I can't get good grades, so I won't be able to pass the high school entrance exam in the future." Li Xiaoyun was still worried.

Qin Yu did not comment directly on this, but said inexplicably: "There is a small circular water pool with a depth of 0.5 meters. There was a carp. Someone wanted to scoop the water to catch the fish and stew it. The fish was very anxious when he knew it. Then, do you know what happened?"

  Li Yuan also listened carefully at this time. He cared about the data and thought it was a math problem. Li Xiaoyun responded intuitively: "How is it?"

  Qin Yu smiled slightly: "It made itself anxious to death."

  In desperation?

  Everyone: "."

  There is no air-conditioning in this shop, so I suddenly feel a bit cold.

  (End of this chapter)