Chapter 89: Tobacco and Shaking Honey

Song Sancheng was still a bit heartbroken about the Chinese milk vetch: "So rushed, don't plow and dry it, the Chinese milk vetch in the field will sprout again, won't it have to be pulled out?"

"And isn't it blooming? I see the bees buzzing happily, I don't know how much honey is produced. Even if it can't sell vegetables, leaving it for the bees is good."

Cherishing everything that can be eaten is the nature of farmers. Song Tan wasn't in a hurry, just slowly persuading:

"It's okay, Dad, that piece of land I plan to plant hollow cabbage, green onions, ginger, and garlic, etc. If I plant it now, I can start harvesting in a month, and I can remove the weeds when I have time... let's earn money first!"

Spiritual energy acts on new crops, making them stronger and better able to absorb nutrients, naturally leaving no room for weeds to grow.

"As for the bees... Dad, it's been blooming for a day or two, just that piece of field, supplying the bees that are responsible for fifteen mu of flower fields—how can this be supplied?"

Originally bought five boxes of bees, after this period of feeding, I'm afraid there are more than twenty thousand, and in a day, I'm afraid the pollen in the fields is empty.

"But don't worry, our several pieces of fields are arranged downwards, I see the several pieces of fields above are also about to bloom, they won't be hungry."

Song Tan had already arranged it, and Song Sancheng had no choice but to agree.

Then he looked at her, hesitated for a while, and asked in a low voice: "Then can you plant two rows of tobacco leaves in that corner for your grandfather?"

"Our family's land is fertile this year, and the tobacco leaves grow well. Your grandfather likes this mouth, look at how he is busy for our family..."

Song Tan sighed.

Yes, he is busy and hasn't seen him smoke less, this father and son are the same.

But she doesn't plant tobacco, her grandfather will plant it at the door...

Song Tan thought for a moment, then smiled meaningfully: "Okay!"

Zhang Yanping looked numbly at this beautiful little cousin who was fair-skinned and beautiful, but who made so many arrangements in the time of a meal, and could only put on a painful mask:

"I finally know why Tao Yuanming 'planted beans under the southern mountain, the grass is lush and the bean seedlings are sparse'..."

Because farming is really not something ordinary people can do.

Brother Yanping's painful transformation was still continuing, Grandpa Song Youde followed Song Sancheng to help build the dog nest, and Grandma Wang Lifen couldn't stop the pace of earning money, crossing the basket after lunch and rushing to the mountain!

Making Wu Lan anxious, pushing the bowl after eating, and hurriedly ordered Qiao Qiao to wash the dishes.

Song Tan wasn't idle either.

A group of little ducks and chicks in the courtyard occupied the corner space, chirping and quacking, feeling the spiritual energy lingering in the courtyard every day, both vigorous and lively, truly not to be ignored.

It's just that they eat a lot and grow fast, and now they have begun to gradually shed that yellow fluff that makes people love, and their appearance has dropped.

Song Tan called Dawang over, and now affectionately touched its head:

"Come, Dawang, watch them, send the chicks and ducklings to the mountain tomorrow, all in the fence, you must watch them well."

"This is your job, if you do the job, you will get a reward, enough for you to eat openly."

Dawang had been back for two days, very obedient, and its appetite didn't seem big, Wu Lan was still muttering that it ate too little...

Dogs also have spirituality.

It knew that it was because it ate too much, and the previous owner couldn't afford to raise it, so it was sent away, so it hadn't restored its true appetite until now.

Hearing this now, it moved its front paws, readjusted its posture, its thick tail subconsciously stuck to the ground and wagged, and then its eyes were fixed on the chicks and ducklings in the circle, letting out a low sound from its throat:

"Woof!"

"Don't be afraid of a dog being lonely, wait for these three little dogs to grow a bit bigger, and then divide them to you to lead, teach them well."

The tail suddenly fell with a heavy soft object, Dawang turned its head to look, and it was indeed one of the five, six, seven treasures, now working hard to pull its tail tip, shaking its head and tail, desperately killing.

After Qiao Qiao finished tidying up the kitchen, Song Tan had already brought a large cylindrical bucket out of the room.

The large bucket was brand new and bright, with a rocker on the side. The other hand held a basin, inside which were two layers of filter screens, a brush, and a thin and sharp knife.

Then she stuffed the basin to Qiao Qiao:

"Let's go Qiao Qiao, we're going to cut honey."

Qiao Qiao cheered instantly, hurriedly took the basin, and walked halfway before suddenly asking: "What is cutting honey? Is it to cut the bees?"

Song Tan:... I should have said shaking honey.

But this also reminded her: "Wait a moment."

She returned to the room and took out a gauze head cover and a pair of rubber gloves.

"Come, wear the head cover, wear the gloves too, so as not to be stung by bees again."

The painful memory of last time was still before her eyes, Qiao Qiao hurriedly put it on, tying the gauze of the head cover tightly at the neck, fearing that a fish that slipped through the net would get in.

The beehive was on the mountain road on the back mountain, and a beehive was placed in a stepped manner every five meters.

At this moment, the Chinese milk vetch in the fields was still enough for them to eat and drink, and there weren't many bees here.

However, this was only relatively speaking.

There were still many bees buzzing around the beehive, Qiao Qiao stood there, hesitated for a while before following.

"Come, learn well, wait for you to be skilled, this task will be specifically handed over to you in the future."

Everyone in the family has work to do, Qiao Qiao although does quite a bit, but without a specialized business, always lacks a little.

The matter of shaking honey, if the protection is done well, there is no great danger, and it is still very suitable for Qiao Qiao.

Qiao Qiao was indeed excited and excited, nodding heavily: "Hmm!"

The two walked to the mountain, first found a flat stone to put the basin on, and then placed the large bucket to the side.

Lifting the asbestos tile used to block wind and rain on top of the beehive, then opening the lid, the next moment, Qiao Qiao screamed "Ah"!

Then he looked at Song Tan: "Sister, don't you want a hat?"

Song Tan shook her head: "Sister is the most powerful in the world, no need."

This was the guidance that the beekeeper had sent in the video before, and although Song Tan was doing it for the first time, she also performed like an old hand.

Mainly because she had no fear of bees, and now she was on the field with bare hands, generous and generous, and her movements looked relaxed and casual.

Each beehive had five wooden frames, on top of which were the nest combs cast by the bees.

She first took out a piece, and then directed Qiao Qiao to take the brush: "Come, be light, brush all the bees on these nest combs down."

On the nest comb were deep and shallow yellows.

The milky yellow is a layer of beeswax on top, the slightly white below is hatching larvae, and the deeper yellow is the unique color of honey, the larvae haven't had time to grow so many.

The air instantly permeated with a unique clear and sweet taste of honey, refreshing.

There were still many bees clinging to the nest combs on both sides, and they still hadn't flown away at this moment. It needed a very soft brush to gently brush them away.

Qiao Qiao hesitated: "Is this their home? Are we going to drive them away?"

－－－－－－Author's Note－－－－－－

Thank you all for your support!

The process of shaking honey, everyone follows Qiao Qiao, it should be quite standard. However... if you imitate, bear the consequences yourself.

Also: Since you are all short of books (monthly tickets squeezed dry), I will find the next good sister or good friend to recommend tomorrow!

Gone, the rest come to the comment section!

Staying up late is really in a bad state, I will definitely not stay up late tonight.

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