Entering the house, my father and the others had finished dinner and were clearing away the dishes.
"Dad, the land next to the woods is full of clay, so you can't grow salvia." Shen Chi said to his father.
If this land could be planted, others would have planted it long ago. Who would get their house?
"It's okay, our family now raises a lot of chickens and pigs, and the fertilizer is enough to create an acre of land." Shen Changlin said confidently.
Shen Chi was once again impressed by his father's enthusiasm. After thinking about it, he went to the room and took out the book "Essential Prescriptions for Qi Nong" given to him by Teacher Huang. He pulled out a section of the text about fertilization and pointed it out to his father: "Dad , look at this ancient book that Teacher Huang gave me, it contains the content of retting, and if you study it, you can improve the wasteland."
"Let me take a look." Shen Changlin took it from Shen Chi and looked at it carefully.
After reading the first paragraph, Shen Changlin frowned and said, "Alfalfa is chopped and fermented. We haven't seen this kind of grass here."
"You can buy some seeds and plant them. This kind of grass is pasture, and the seed company should sell it." Shen Chi replied.
Shen Changlin nodded and continued reading. Less than a minute later, he asked again: "Why are there still bones of various animals?"
"You can buy bones and other things from the butcher in town. It's cheap anyway." Shen Chi continued to lobby.
"It's too cumbersome to grind it." Shen Changlin was about to give up.
"You haven't seen the decoction that promotes crop growth yet. It is more complicated. It not only requires bones, but also animal offal. There are more than ten kinds of Chinese medicinal materials to make soup." Shen Chi turned to the content at the back and pointed to his father. look.
"Plants still drink medicine? How come they look like humans?" Shen Changlin lowered his head and looked at it carefully.
"Of course, if you want things to grow quickly, don't put in a lot of effort and energy. Think about it, this is something that promotes crop growth. What others take a month will mature in half a month. If you seize the market a day earlier, it will be money. When everyone is on the market, what price can you sell it for?" Shen Chi deliberately exaggerated.
Shen Changlin was really interested when he heard this: "Tomorrow I will dig out the fertilizing pond. Let's put in the fertilizer first."
"That's how it should be." Shen Chi put away the book and went back to his room with satisfaction.
After participating in the competition, Shen Chi was free for a while and asked his father to go to Xinhua Bookstore to buy himself a set of textbooks for the third grade of junior high school. Shen Chi began to study the contents of the third grade of junior high school.
Under Shen Chi's daily training, Sun Tao's grades always remained in the top three, and Shen Chi gradually felt relieved. Sun Tao's grades stabilized, and he began to pester Shen Chi to tell him stories after class.
Shen Chi thought for a while and then started to talk about Jin Yong's "Dragon and the Eight Parts". Of course, he couldn't remember the content completely, so he could only add some branches and leaves based on the general content.
Originally it was just for Sun Tao to listen to, but other students gathered around him, and the more they listened, the more interesting it became. As soon as it was time between classes, everyone stopped playing games and gathered around Shen Chi to let him teach.
So Shen Chi, who told stories to his classmates every day, came back.
Because Shen Chi can tell stories and sing, when Teacher Wang asked the students to recommend people to perform on stage during the Children's Day, the students all called out his name in unison.
Shen Chi was shocked. Time passed so fast, and it was almost June 1st in a blink of an eye. At the teacher's request, Shen Chi signed up for a solo.
In addition, the girls in the class also performed a dance.
After school in the afternoon, the singing of "Panda Mimi" came from a corner of the playground. Shen Chi looked for the sound and saw the elder sisters in the sixth grade rehearsing the dance. The "Sanyo" playing the tape was borrowed from the school radio room.
Surrounded by students from all grades watching the fun, Shen Chi pulled Sun Tao to perform "Deer Running" and ran straight home, thinking that he also had a show.
"Shen Chi, run slower, I can't even keep up." Sun Tao shouted from behind.
The two ran back panting. Shen Chi immediately took out the piano from the box, adjusted the tone, played a few tunes, and then asked Sun Tao: "How was my performance? Does it sound good?"
Sun Tao tilted his head and thought for a while: "It's similar to the sound of the chicken crow when my dad kills the chicken."
Shen Chi knocked on his forehead: "Go and do your homework, you don't have any musical acumen."
Sun Tao snorted, grabbed his schoolbag and went to the room. Shen Chi moved a stool and crossed his legs and began to learn to play the erhu. He planned to use the erhu during the June 1st performance, which was a kind of memory of Teacher Huang. Bar.
It's a pity that he doesn't know how to play the erhu, so he has to try it one note at a time. First, he can practice the intonation, and then he can play it against the music score. It should be no problem.
He played for a while, and Gui Shuzhen, who was digging beside the woods behind the house, suddenly walked to the front yard and said to Shen Chi: "Xiao Chi, can you go farther while playing the erhu? Your erhu is so annoying." I want to whip you."
Shen Chi had no choice but to go to the small fish pond he made to pull it.
Just after pulling for a while, Shitou's mother came looking for the voice: "I said who the short-lived guy is killing chickens here, it turns out to be you Xiaochi, Xiaochi is begging you, please change the place, ah~ you This makes my chickens stop laying eggs."
If it were anyone else, Shitou's mother would have scolded her. Shitou's mother is a very fierce woman. Because of the incident of Shen Chi falling into the lake, the scene of the fish holding him up was too fantasy, and it had already spread throughout the country. , saying that Shen Chi was a fairy boy descended to earth, which caused people in the village to look at Shen Chi with a sense of awe.
No matter how loud a person is, they don't feel like lowering their voice when they meet Shen Chi. Shitou's mother is such a fierce person, and she can't help but calm down her temper when she sees Shen Chi.
Shen Chi had a dark look on his face. At this time, Grandpa Yuan San also came over: "It turns out that Xiao Chi is learning to play erhu here. Come to Grandpa San's house and Grandpa San will teach you."
"Really?! Third Grandpa, can you play the erhu?" Shen Chi was overjoyed: "Thank you, Third Grandpa."
"Don't be too busy thanking me. Third Grandpa is also thinking about my chickens. My chickens won't even enter the cage after hearing the erhu you played, and they will run all over the yard." Third Grandpa said hurriedly.
Shen Chi: "..."
The two sons of the third grandpa’s family are doing business in the city, so the third grandpa’s family is one of the first families to have a TV. After dinner, many people still come to his house to watch TV.
Third Grandpa moved a chair and sat down, and under Shen Chi's gaze he began to play the famous erhu piece "Horse Racing".
The exciting music made the listeners' blood boil, and Shen Chi decided to learn this piece on the spot.
The third grandfather first taught Shen Chi the correct fingering of the erhu and the correct posture of playing the erhu, step by step, until Shen Chi's movements and fingerings were correct, the third grandfather asked Shen Chi to go back and continue teaching him tomorrow.
Shen Chi thanked the third grandfather, and then happily walked home. Seeing his grandma working in the kitchen, Shen Chi quickly went to help and said, "Grandma, my dad and the others still have the backyard digging?"
"Your father said that if you dig more acres of land, you can sell it for more money," Hu replied.
Shen Chi cursed: "By then, the ginseng he planted will be harvested well."