Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 467 - Chapter 467 467. Soybeans and Cage Trap_1

Chapter 467: 467. Soybeans and Cage Trap_1 Chapter 467: 467. Soybeans and Cage Trap_1 Following the continuous sunny days after the heavy rain, the moisture on the land quickly evaporated.

Early in the morning, Song Tan dragged a fishing trap out by the pond and found that although it was full of fish and shrimp, it was noticeably less abundant than when it had first been set.

But there was nothing that could be done about that.

Initially, the fish couldn’t resist the temptation of the Spiritual Energy, but now she spread some of that energy all over the hills every day, wringing herself dry until not a drop was left, and even the pond wasn’t spared…

Look, not only had the fish become fussy eaters, but the lush aquatic plants around the pond had grown thick and verdant.

Nowadays, anyone walking by the pond had to carry a stick to sway the grass aside and scare away snakes slithering in every direction.

The Spiritual Energy in this area was gradually becoming more abundant!

True enough, there were ducks by the pond in the back mountain, and now even wild ducks were flying to the pond at the front door, amidst the overgrown water plants.

Every day, Song Sancheng had to haul out two big baskets of them, chopped up and fed directly to the pigs and chickens.

Of course, things like the tender shoots of the water hyacinth were occasionally eaten by people as well.

And with so many fish being dragged back, it was enough to keep everyone busy for an hour or so.

Seventh Uncle, Seventh Grandma, and Aunt Lianhua sat there preparing them–aunt Lianhua’s mother-in-law had recently gone with Song Tan’s grandfather to weave grass mats. The old couple, both unable to walk well, found they had quite a bit to talk about.

Unawares, Aunt Lianhua got slapped on the back of her hand by a fish’s tail with a “smack”, and the hand that had grown somewhat pale and lustrous showed a red mark immediately–

“This fish has some strength!”

For her, this pain was nothing at all; she just marveled at the grass carp in her hands.

“Indeed!”

Seventh Uncle also gave his opinion, “The taste has been improving over time.”

However, as tasty as it was, no one really thought much of it. There were always people in the village who didn’t seem to do much in their fields, yet their crops grew better and yielded more than others.

What was there to reason about?

People are different from one another, after all.

Besides, having eaten so much and grown used to it, they had actually become less sensitive to this delightful flavor.

In contrast, Song Sancheng came down from the mountain and said to Song Tan, “Tantan, you and Qiaoqiao come with me later to pick the soybeans.”

Qiaoqiao was stunned, “But the leaves haven’t all turned yellow yet, mom said we should wait until the stalks, leaves, and pods have all turned yellow before picking.”

In the Chestnut Woods, aside from the silver fungus and black fungus, there were more than three acres planted with soybeans. Although they had grown a bit leggy due to not getting as much light as open areas, the heavy soybean pods that hung from them seemed to herald a bountiful harvest.

Thinking about the upcoming bountiful harvest, Song Sancheng’s smile was unstoppable, “They’re ripe. It’s so hot these days that a day without harvesting turns a large patch yellow; it’s time to harvest now.”

“Harvesting now, the beans have turned yellow but haven’t completely fallen off. If we wait until they are completely dried out in the field, they’ll easily fall to the ground when we reap… and we surely can’t go through the trouble of picking them up again, right?”

To hire someone for this task wasn’t worth it.

But watching those beans fall to the ground and getting lost was quite disheartening.

It’s better to just cut them now while they have turned yellow but are not yet that dry and bring them home straight away.

Moreover, soybeans can enrich the soil, so the chestnut trees will certainly grow better next year! By then, if the branches can’t bear the weight, he’d have to prop them up with poles, right?

Imagining such a bright future, even though harvesting soybeans wasn’t easy, Sancheng was still brimming with joy.

For the current Song Tan, this bit of work was really nothing much to speak of.

“Okay.”

She adeptly found two big bamboo baskets from the miscellaneous room and then called out to Qiaoqiao:

“You go up the mountain with the dog food and start cutting with dad first, I’m going to ride the tricycle over from the back mountain.”

…

Qiaoqiao had been looking at the Chestnut Garden every day, and wasn’t as shocked by the environment anymore.

Song Sancheng only came once in a while, and each time, he felt the green, spikey husks of the chestnuts were especially delightful.

Then, he glanced at the Golden Sakura–this wasn’t the peak fruiting season for the Golden Sakura, so the blossoms were blooming with extra noise. With a gust of wind, the white petals fluttered like butterfly wings, an incredibly stunning sight.

He couldn’t help but stop and sigh, lamenting, “200 a pound.”

“Not at all!”

Qiaoqiao looked at him, “Sister said that’s the lowest price, it’s not set yet. Moreover, these are dried fruits, they need to be deseeded, cut open, and stripped of thorns. You need 4 pounds of fresh fruit to dry into one pound.”

“So what?”

Nowadays, Song Sancheng didn’t at all resemble the person who initially couldn’t bear to spend money on the Golden Sakura.

“What we paid was just the money for the saplings and a few laborers’ wages to help with the planting, right? But look, how well the Golden Sakura are growing? Think of how much fruit they will bear! It’s like picking up money for nothing.”

“There’s no such thing as for nothing.”

Qiaoqiao wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction, “Clearly a lot of effort has also been put in…”

In the eyes of Song Sancheng who had truly toiled on the land, that effort seemed almost like nothing.

In any case, he cheerfully picked up a basket, not bothering to argue with his son, and went into the Chestnut Garden first.

…

On the other hand, Song Tan had already made her way to the back mountain.

Zhang Bo was getting somewhat anxious:

“Tantan, you’ve rented this mountain for quite some days now, why haven’t I seen any move? Do you have a plan in mind?”

Song Tan wanted to make a move too!

But right now, she was caught up in the busiest time, with rice planting, setting up surveillance, peaches nearing harvest, watermelons and vegetables still being sold, and soybeans about to ripen…

Moreover, with the hot weather fast approaching, hiring labor at this time would be extraordinarily expensive.

All she could do was to wave her hand dismissively, “No rush, I’ll find someone to plan it out properly later.”

And she was indeed looking for someone.

Meanwhile, Zhang Wang’s family glanced jealously at their neighboring plot that was still temporarily theirs and the green vines twisting and climbing over it, feeling quite cheerful:

“My Kudzu root is definitely going to grow well this year, look at this stem, so robust!”

“Indeed!”

Song Tan unreservedly agreed, as she had quietly given it a bit of Spiritual Energy. Taking the matter seriously, she responded, “I previously tested some new fertilizer on it–Uncle Zhang, I will make sure the Kudzu root is well-tended this year, and later I’ll have Qiaoqiao promote it on her livestream to help you sell.”

“If things really don’t work out, hire a couple of people to help you with the harvest.”

Harvesting Kudzu root was pure physical labor, it was too much for one person to handle alone.

“If you earn a big sum this time, let’s see if your children will regret it or not?”

Nobody is a saint, and upon hearing this, the corners of Zhang Wang’s eyes definitely showed a hint of satisfaction.

Seeing this, Song Tan could only heave a sigh.

Today, this once closely-related father and his children, had now developed deep-seated hatred for each other.

She hastily changed the subject:

“However, Uncle Zhang, do you really not plan on farming this land anymore? You could keep some Kudzu root for propagation, and it could bring in some income every year.”

“No more farming for me.”

Zhang Wang shook his head, “I am getting on in years, even if I could make a million, I can’t do this kind of physical work anymore.”

Besides, he was working for Tantan now, getting a salary, provided with meals, and it wouldn’t do to keep busy with his own affairs year after year, right? Harvesting Kudzu root wasn’t something that could be done in a day or two anyway…

That would be totally unreasonable.

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