It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 239

The weather this winter is really strange. Not only is there more snow than in previous years, but the temperature is also rising quickly.

Jiang Yan secretly calculated that the snow melted about ten days earlier than in the previous two years, and he didn't know what impact it would have.

She waited patiently for a week and felt no signs of temperature fluctuations. She pinched her rounded cheeks and arms and confidently took out the seeds that had been placed there for the entire autumn and winter from the utility room.

Wheat, millet, beans, and sorghum... Jiang Yan checked each bag of seeds to see if they were damp or damaged. If they didn't feel good, he would take them outside to dry in the sun.

"I'm so stupid." Jiang Yan walked outside with the bag in hand, then suddenly slapped his forehead and turned back. The snow outside had just melted, and the ground was wet, making it impossible to dry the seeds.

Jiang Yan collected the wheat seeds, took a hoe and continued to plow the land.

A few days ago, the snow melted and the snow wall outside the door began to drip. After she pushed it down with a shovel, she thought of the snow on the ground. If she could shovel it away earlier and dry it earlier, maybe she could have a few more days to fertilize and sow.

The snow on the two and a half acres of land that had been cleared earlier has been cleared, and today she plans to turn over the soil and dry it out to reduce the moisture content.

As for the remaining acres of land on the edge, the shrubs and weeds have not been cleared away, and there is still some waiting.

After waiting for another eight or nine days, young rapeseed plants had grown in the ceramic pots that Jiang Yan moved from the kitchen, and he had tasted the fresh wild vegetables that had just emerged from the mountains twice.

That morning, she stood in the field and relaxed her stiff body. When she looked into the distance, she found that there were thick smoke rising from different directions.

...It's time to burn the wasteland.

Jiang Yan took a torch and lit the dry bushes and weeds on the ground. Then he walked to the firebreak that had been dug in advance and observed carefully. There were several wooden barrels filled with water at his feet just in case.

The land affected by the flood is extremely barren, and even the shrubs and weeds do not grow lushly.

Jiang Yan looked at the situation in front of him where a small area was burned out without affecting other areas at all, and suddenly he wanted some wind.

It doesn't need to be too big, just a gentle breeze to carry the flame to the next piece. This way she doesn't have to light the fire again and again.

The burning lasted for five days. On the sixth day, Jiang Yan waited for the smoke to rise in the distance, and knew that the burning was over.

Jiang Yan couldn't help but feel lucky. Fortunately, she was worried that she was slow and short on time, so she burned it from morning to night without stopping. Except for the roots hidden in the soil that needed to be turned over, everything else was almost burnt.

Jiang Yan also had some arrangements for the ashes from the burning. She scooped a lot of it with a dustpan and sprinkled it on the previously tilled soil as a supplement of potassium fertilizer.

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On February 26, the 15th year of Jianguang, the weather was fine and the temperature was suitable, which was a good time for sowing.

Jiang Yan used a charcoal pencil to make a note on the yellow mud wall of the kitchen, then took out the wheat seeds that had been exposed to the sun for a day and a half and soaked them for half a quarter of an hour. After taking them out, he added a little wood ash and mixed them well. After leaving them in a cool place for an hour, he took them to the field and planted them.

Jiang Yan learned this process from the elders in Dongshan Village. She could analyze the reasons for soaking and mixing with wood ash, but she had no idea how to estimate the soaking time based on the seed's condition.

She could only compromise and choose one and a half days, between one day and two days.

Jiang Yan couldn't plant wheat on all the two and a half acres of land. She only had enough wheat seeds for one acre, which she had to save from her food rations. She planned to plant millet and sorghum for the remaining one and a half acres.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan felt resentful towards herself again. Why did she think that half a pound of seeds could sow an acre of land, and then spend most of the money on buying a little here and a little there...so that the seeds bought from the grain store really became trial plantings of new varieties for her.

As for beans, Jiang Yan planned to plant them in furrows or other areas of land awaiting cultivation, depending on the situation. There was no way they would fall. She had memorized the fact that soybean rhizobia fixed nitrogen and increased nutrients, not to mention that it could enrich the dish.