Chapter 89 89 Tobacco and Shaking Honey

Chapter 89 89.Tobacco and Shake Honey

Song Sancheng, however, still felt a little sorry for the milkvetch: "If you rush it in such a hurry, if you don't turn it over and dry it, the milkvetch in the field will come out again. Don't you have to pull it out?"

"And isn't it blooming? I see the bees buzzing with joy, and I don't know how much honey is produced. Even if we can't sell vegetables, it's still good to leave it to the bees."

It is the nature of farmers to cherish everything they can put into their mouths. Song Tan was not in a hurry and slowly advised:

"It's okay, Dad, I plan to plant water spinach, onions, ginger, garlic, etc. in that piece of land. If I plant it now, I can start harvesting it in a month. Then I will take the time to remove the weeds... Let's make money first!"

The spiritual energy acts on the new crops, making them stronger and more capable of absorbing nutrients. Naturally, there is no room for weeds to grow.

"As for the bees... Dad, they have been blooming for a day or two. There is only one field to supply our bees, which were originally responsible for fifteen acres of flower fields - how can we supply them here?"

I bought five boxes of bees at once. After this period of feeding, I am afraid there will be more than 20,000 bees. At the end of the day, I am afraid the fields will be empty of pollen.

"But don't worry, our fields are going downwards in sequence. I think the fields above are about to bloom, so they won't be hungry."

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

Then he looked at her, hesitated for a while, and asked in a low voice: "Can I plant two rows of tobacco leaves for your father in that corner alone?"

"Our land is fertile this year and the tobacco leaves are growing well. Your grandfather is good at this. You see how busy he is with our family..."

Song Tan sighed.

Yes, they often smoke less when they are busy. The father and son have the same virtue.

But if she doesn’t grow tobacco, her grandfather will grow it at the door...

Song Tan thought for a moment and suddenly smiled meaningfully: "Okay!"

Zhang Yanping looked numbly at this fair-skinned and pretty little cousin, who opened her mouth to make so many arrangements in one meal, and could only wear a mask of pain:

“I finally know why Tao Yuanming ‘plants beans at the foot of the southern mountain, and the grass grows and the bean seedlings are sparse’…”

Because the work of farming is really not something ordinary people can do.

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Brother Yanping's painful transformation is still going on. Grandpa Song Youde went with Song Sancheng to help build the doghouse, while grandma Wang Lifen couldn't stop making money. After lunch, she stepped over the basket and rushed up the mountain!

Seeing this made Wu Lan anxious for a while. After finishing eating, he pushed the bowl away and quickly ordered Qiao Qiao to wash the dishes.

Song Tan was not idle either.

A group of ducklings and chickens occupy the corner space in the yard, chirping and quacking. They feel the lingering aura of the yard every day. They are vigorous and lively and cannot be ignored.

It's just that they grow faster as they eat more, and now they have begun to gradually lose their lovely yellow fluff, and their appearance has downgraded.

Song Tan called the king over and touched its head affectionately:

"Come, Your Majesty, watch them. Tomorrow we will start sending the chickens and ducks up the mountain. They are all in the fence. You have to watch them carefully."

"This is your job. If you do the work, you will be rewarded, enough for you to eat."

In the past two days since the king came back, he has been very well-behaved and doesn't seem to eat much. Wu Lan even murmured that he ate too little...

In fact, dogs are also spiritual.

It knew that it was given away because it ate too much and the previous owner could not afford to feed it, so it has not regained its true appetite.

After hearing this, he moved his front paws, readjusted his posture, and subconsciously shook his thick tail against the ground. Then he stared at the chickens and ducks in the circle with his bright eyes, and shouted from his throat. A low voice:

"Woof!"

"Don't be afraid of a lonely dog. When these three puppies are older, I will share them with you and teach them well."

Suddenly, another heavy soft object fell on its tail. The king looked back and saw that it was indeed one of the five, six, and seven treasures. At this moment, he was trying hard to pull the tip of its tail, shaking his head, and trying to kill it.

By the time Qiao Qiao had tidied up the kitchen, Song Tan had already brought a large cylindrical bucket out of the room.

The vat is brand new and bright, with a shaker on the side. The other hand held a basin with two layers of filters, a brush, and a thin, sharp knife inside.

Then he handed the basin to Qiaoqiao:

"Come on, Qiaoqiao, let's go harvest honey."

Qiaoqiao cheered instantly and quickly took the basin. Halfway there, she suddenly asked: "What does cutting honey mean? Do you mean cutting off the bees?"

Song Tan: ...If I had known earlier, I would have talked about shaking honey.

But this also reminded her: "Just wait a moment."

She went back inside and pulled out a mesh hood and a pair of rubber gloves.

"Here, put on your hood and gloves to avoid getting stung by bees again."

The painful memory of the last time was still before her eyes. Qiao Qiao quickly put it on and tied the gauze of the hood tightly around her neck, for fear that a fish might slip through.

The beehives are on the trail at the back of the mountain, placed in steps every five meters.

At the moment, there is enough milkvetch in the fields for them to eat and drink, but there are not many bees here.

However, this is only relative.

There was still a lot of buzzing around the beehive. Qiaoqiao stood there and hesitated for a while before following.

"Come on, study hard. When you become proficient, this task will be given to you in the future."

Everyone in the family has work to do. Although Qiao Qiao does a lot, she doesn't have a special business, so she always lacks something.

As long as the protection is done well, there is no big danger in shaking honey, which is still very suitable for Qiao Qiao.

Qiao Qiao was really excited and nodded: "Yes!"

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

Lift the asbestos tile on the top of the bellows to block the wind and rain, and then open 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 best in the world, no need."

This is the beekeeper who has posted a video before to guide every detail. Although Song Tan did it for the first time, she also acted like a veteran.

The main thing is that she has no fear of bees. At this moment, she is bare-handed and generous, and her movements seem relaxed and casual.

Each beehive has five wooden frames, and on top are the honeycombs cast by the bees.

She first picked out a piece, and then instructed Qiao Qiao to take a brush: "Come on, be gentle, brush off all the bees on these honeycombs."

The honeycombs are deep and light yellow.

The creamy yellow is the layer of beeswax on top, and the larvae are hatching under the slightly white. The deeper yellow is the unique color of honey, and the larvae have not had time to give birth to so many.

The air was instantly filled with the unique sweet taste of honey, refreshing.

There are still many bees on the honeycombs on both sides, and they have not flown away yet. You need to use a very soft brush to gently brush them away.

Qiao Qiao hesitated: "Is this their home? Should we drive them away?"

Thank you for your support!

The process of shaking honey should be quite standard if everyone follows Qiao Qiao. But...if you imitate it, you will bear the consequences at your own risk.

In addition: Since I am out of books (monthly tickets are squeezed dry), I will continue to find the next good sister and good friend to recommend tomorrow!

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