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Chapter 140: The Unstoppable Light

There are many plants that repel insects, and neem is just one of them that is simple and easy to obtain.

Trumpet stalks, willow leaves, oleander, yellow vine roots, sulfur, arsenic, etc. can all repel insects, but for the people of Duanjia Village, sulfur and arsenic are not easy to obtain materials.

Putting aside the dosage per acre, if you want to sprinkle an acre of land with pesticide, you will probably have to spend a lot of money.

Farming is not easy for farmers. They don't have the extra money to buy these things. They can only find simple and easy-to-find items around them.

It was a sunny day when the first batch of neem juice was sprinkled into the rice fields.

This sunny day is not a good time to come. It rained a lot a while ago, and the sun and rain make it warm and humid, which is conducive to the survival of borer larvae.

If there are many sunny days in the coming days, it will be a time for borers to have a feast.

Qiao Lan stayed up late these past two days reading, gaining a clearer understanding of borers and biological control, and also understood the dangers mentioned by the system.

Qiao Lan doesn't need to worry about her own land. Aside from pest control work, there is still a small amount of insect-proof rice seeds in Qiao Lan's land.

What she needs to worry about is the land of the people in the village. If a large area of ​​the village's land is destroyed, their land will not be saved.

The agricultural officials were no longer at Duan's house at this moment, and simply packed their luggage one by one. Taking the prescriptions given by Qiao Lan, some went to the county office to find the county magistrate, and some went to Tongzhou to find the prefect to save the entire rice fields in Tongzhou.

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Qiao Lan gave the pesticide prescription and the proportions, but Qiao Lan couldn't control how the rest could be achieved.

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At the end of June, a hot wind blew, blowing up a wave of golden wheat in the rice fields.

Two carriages were driving on a country road, followed by several burly men.

The big men looked at the neat rows of crops in the field, and their eyes stayed on them for a moment.

The car curtain was gently opened, and the person inside stuck out his head to take a look, and then retracted his head.

"Master, the rice on the roadside is growing well."

"Really? Let me take a look..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the curtain was opened again, and a young man with a curvy appearance, red lips and white teeth revealed half of his face.

He looked at the rice fields on the side of the road and sighed, "It doesn't look like the rice has been damaged."

Chen Shu smiled: "Yes, Master, the old lady is really powerful."

He Feng nodded and sighed at the old lady's incredible ability.

Even if he returns to his hometown to farm, he will still be famous in Jiangnan.

The master and servant talked for a while in the carriage, and the carriage gradually slowed down. The noise of people was mixed with the sounds of livestock. After a while, the sound of reading was heard.

"Master, the Duan family has arrived." The guard outside said.

Chen Shu got off the carriage first and was waiting for his son to get off. After that, he went to Duan's house to knock on the door and call for someone.

"Is anyone here?" Chen Shu asked.

"Who is it?" A clear child's voice sounded.

After a while, several little girls called the adults in the room.

This time it was Duan Mingqing who opened the door. He was surprised when he saw He Feng himself, but still invited the distinguished guest into the room.

Two little girls were standing under the green trees in the corridor, each with a straw basket of different shapes around their waists. When they saw the guests, they looked over with bright eyes and said, "Dad, we have a new uncle at home."

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He Feng smiled kindly, "I'm not a new uncle. We've met before? Don't you remember me?"

The little girl pursed her lips and smiled, shaking her head. She really didn't remember.

Duan Mingqing held up his hands to apologize, "My little girl is rude, I will apologize to Mr. He on my behalf."

"Third Master, there is no need to be so polite between you and me. We haven't seen each other for a long time. It's common for children to not remember people. It's my fault that I didn't come to visit more often."

The two were polite, and Duan Mingqing sat down facing He Feng.

Mrs. Song heard that there were distinguished guests coming in the front yard, so she scooped out the herbal tea she had brewed in the morning, added a small spoonful of soup to each bowl, and stirred it up.

This is the highest standard for the Duan family to entertain guests!

The prefect came over to drink this tea a while ago.

Mrs. Song thought to herself, I wonder who is so lucky today.

When she arrived at the hall, she suddenly saw her master sitting on a wooden chair on the left. Mrs. Song's heart skipped a beat, and she almost lost her grip on the chopping board. She tried to calm down and walked to the table.

He put down the tea bowls one by one and whispered, "Guest, please have some tea."

Chen Shu glanced at the Song family. The two parties pretended not to know each other, and the Song family quietly retreated.

Duan Mingqing: "I don't have any good tea to entertain guests at home. This is herbal tea made from herbs picked from the mountains. It tastes a bit bitter and is very good at dispelling summer heat."

He Feng looked at the bowl of gray-brown tea that looked like medicinal soup, and took a sip. It was bitter yet sweet, with a refreshing aftertaste.

He has been taking medicine for many years, and this is the first time he has tasted it like this. It is not bad.

"I wonder where the old lady is?" He Feng asked.

After entering the house for so long, he didn't see Qiao Lan's shadow. He Feng guessed that Qiao Lan was not in the old house, but maybe in the fields or somewhere else.

"My mother is in the fields! Mr. He, please wait a moment. My mother will go home after finishing her work in the fields. The melons grown at home this year are good. Mr. He, please try the melons!" Duan Mingqing saw her sister-in-law bringing melons.

, quickly changed the topic.

Qiao Lan has been going to the ground much more frequently recently than before, and she doesn't listen to anyone who calls her home.

He Feng nodded, picked up a piece of peeled cucumber from the plate and tasted it.

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Qiao Lan took two Qianguo classes at the same time, and she was very busy. She was either taking notes in class or looking at crops in the fields.

Fortunately, there are many bugs in the rice fields, so she has an assignment for the fourth period.

Besides doing homework in class, Qiao Lan also worries about another thing.

The good seeds sown in the ground this year have grown.

Qiao Lan originally thought that the nine-in-one method would be able to conceal the truth.

Who would have known that when the improved seed grew, it would not only be taller than other rice plants, but also the ears of rice would be fuller than others.

When people walk by the fields, they can not only see the rows of strong and neat rice in the field, but also recognize the few top-growing rice at a glance.

What was not obvious a few days ago will become more obvious as you grow taller. For example, if you are 1.5 meters tall or 1.9 meters tall, you can't hide your excellent genes no matter what.

People passing by will take a look at it and sigh in their hearts. If every rice in their fields is like these tall rice, then they don't have to worry about next year's food!

Facing the envious and adoring looks of the villagers, Qiao Lan silently wiped her sweat.

The matter of high-yielding rice seeds is something that God knows, earth knows, and the system knows. For them, experienced agriculturists can see the problem at a glance and know that the rice varieties in the fields are wrong.

Fortunately, there is no one here who has more complete agricultural knowledge than Qiao Lan, so Qiao Lan can take good care of her.

As Qiao Lan said, she is the only old lady who knows how to fertilize the land with insects. Isn't it normal for the crops in the land to grow well?

Qiao Lan lied a few words, and no one believed that this was her ability.

After finishing today's homework, Qiao Lan walked home wearing a straw hat, carrying a basket and a hoe.


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