Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 487 Busy Farming in the Deep Mountains (1)_1

Chapter 487: Chapter 487 Busy Farming in the Deep Mountains (1)_1

The weather at the beginning of May was already tinged with traces of summer heat. However, for the hardworking and honest peasant families, such warmth hardly registered— a jug of water, a straw hat, and a hoe were all they needed to commence a day’s work.

This year, Mo Family’s thirty mu of dry land had once again been planted entirely with soybeans. Mo Yan watered them with Spirit Spring Water twice and had the weeds pulled once. She hadn’t paid much attention to them afterward, but they had grown so much better than those that had been fastidiously cared for, and meticulously weeded three times by others, that it was simply disheartening to look at. Thus, her being blessed by the deities was once more "confirmed" with solid "proof."

The growth of the fruit trees in Mo’s Fruit Garden was also thriving. Since March and April, various fruit seedlings had blossomed in succession. After they withered, the branches of every single fruit tree were laden with small, green fruits.

Not every little fruit could grow and mature smoothly. The trees, only two years old, could not withstand so much fruit. Under Aunt Tong’s guidance, Mo Yan hired more than twenty people to thin out most of the small fruits, leaving only about ten of the best-growing ones on each tree.

Of course, these best-growing fruits would still have to go through natural selection. Whether they could grow and mature smoothly was up to them. If these fruits did manage to grow well, half would still be removed midway; otherwise, it would be detrimental to the tree’s growth. Though with the Spirit Spring Water, this issue wouldn’t exist at all, Mo Yan didn’t want to be too ostentatious.

As for the chickens roaming free in the orchard, under the careful nurturing of the four elderly ladies, they quickly adapted to the new environment. Perhaps due to their improved physique from their time in the Space, even after they left it, each hen was able to maintain a rate of one egg per day. These fifteen hundred hens produced fifteen hundred eggs daily. Together with the ample stock in the Space, there was enough to supply the shop.

Since the eggs laid by the Spatial Chickens were larger and more delicious than ordinary ones, the egg sales at the rice shop increased every month. Last month, the money from egg sales accounted for one-tenth of the total revenue.

For the dry land, fruit garden, and chicken farm, Mo Yan didn’t need to put in much effort—she just checked the accounts now and then. However, managing the medicinal herb garden and the terraced fields required more of her attention.

From mid-March, once the temperature had fully warmed up and there were no more cold snaps, Mo Yan had people clear the wasteland and sowed the medicinal seeds she had collected from the Space. After more than a month of growth and nourishment from the Spirit Spring Water, all the medicinal seeds had sprouted. The vines among them, which grew faster, had already reached over a foot in length.

The soil in the medicinal herb garden, reclaimed from wasteland, was not of the best quality nor the most fertile. The first year was mainly to let the medicinal seeds settle in and prevent the occurrence of diseases and pests. Typically, the herbs need several years of growth before they can be used for medicinal purposes.

Mo Yan had some experience with growing medicinal herbs. In her previous life, her family owned a pharmaceutical factory with all its medicinal supplies sourced from their own land, tended to by experienced Medicinal Farmers. She often visited the fields to learn from the farmers and had picked up quite a bit of knowledge. Coupled with the boost from the Spirit Spring Water, as long as she took good care and spotted and dealt with any issues promptly, there wouldn’t be any major problems.

The medicinal herb garden was the furthest of the three barren hills from Mo Family’s home. The herbs were not yet mature, so there was no need to worry about theft, but since each type of herb had its habits, constant attention was still required.

With over thirty mu of the forty-odd mu of wasteland planted with medicinal herbs, the area was quite extensive. As no one in the village knew how to manage a medicinal herb garden, Mo Yan had recently visited several medical clinics hoping to find someone with expertise to take charge, but had yet to find a suitable candidate, despite tiring herself out running around.

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