farming tycoon

Chapter 87 Do You Raise Radishes?

The processing steps of loquat leaves are complicated, so it is impossible for Zhao Huaiming to do it completely in Yueyingshan Village. After all, the people here are not so professional, so don't turn good things into bad things.

After thinking about it, he simply hired someone locally to process the picked leaves first, and after the processing was completed, they were packed and sent to the pharmaceutical factory, where there would naturally be professional personnel to do the next step. Concocted.

The first step of picking and washing the leaves is much simpler. You only need to pick off the loquat leaves completely, then remove the impurities and branches, brush the fluff, spray with water, moisten, shred, and dry in the sun.

Although it looks simple, it needs to be done carefully, but this work is not too tiring, and the old people in the village are willing to come and do it, and it can make a little more money for the family. Jin Nanfeng is also happy to see the success.

Zhao Huaiming stared at it for two days, and when he saw that there was no problem, he threw the matter to a boy. He went for a walk up the mountain with Mr. Cheng, and asked as he walked, "Mr. Cheng, you have been here for half a year. Have you seen it?" How about other medicinal materials, wild ones are best, the more the better, hey, look how well this bamboo grows."

Mr. Cheng thought his nagging was too annoying, so he scolded impatiently: "Stinky boy, what do you do with me? I'm a gourmet, not a medicinal material dealer. I don't know what medicinal materials are here."

Zhao Huaiming was not angry when he was scolded, and said with a smile: "It's all for food. You don't know anything about it. I just look at this mountain. The water is very good. If it has medicinal materials, it must have strong medicinal properties."

Mr. Cheng was so annoyed by him, he came up with a way to divert trouble, and reminded with a smile: "You ask me, how do I know, you have to ask Jin Nanfeng, that kid is familiar with this mountain, even with his eyes closed If you know where it grows, go and ask him, maybe there are ginseng and ganoderma in some valley.”

Zhao Huaiming laughed when he heard this: "Old man, don't tease me, this is not a place where ginseng and ganoderma should grow at all."

Old Master Cheng rolled his eyes, and said angrily, "How do you know that you don't have one? Among other things, that boy Nan Feng is still growing three ginsengs. I think the old man looks pretty good."

Hearing this, Zhao Huaiming became even more embarrassing, and he still grows ginseng, but their place is not suitable for the growth of ginseng at all. He smiled, seeing that the old man was really impatient to follow him, so he simply walked down the mountain.

I happened to meet Cheng Xun on the way. This kid is usually not very talkative, and he is especially unwilling to play with their older generation. Now he is walking around eating and eating, and he still holds a long grass pole in his hand , wearing a row of raspberries on it.

Zhao Huaiming walked over with a smile and asked, "Xunzi, how long has it been since school started, and you won't go to school anymore?"

Cheng Xun was most displeased when people asked him about his studies. He turned around and pretended not to hear. Who knew that Zhao Huaiming quickly snatched the bunch of raspberries from his hand, and said: "Our son is filial. This is for your Uncle Zhao."

Cheng Xun almost vomited blood, and was about to snatch it back with a wave of his hand. You must know that the bunch of raspberries was the biggest, best, and sweetest.

But Zhao Huaiming's movements are so good, he stroked his mouth from the head to the place, and the raspberry was eaten directly, and Cheng Xun jumped his feet in anger.

Zhao Huaiming, who had succeeded, went down the mountain happily, and did not look at Cheng Xun's jumping feet. He had already eaten all the left and right things, and strolled down the mountain, just in time to see the Lion King and Alexander looking for them in the raspberry bushes food.

Seeing their distressed appearance, Zhao Huaiming burst out laughing, and his appearance was comparable to Zhang Jingtian's. Jin Nanfeng, who was watching all this, thought that the two might be related by blood.

"Okay, don't laugh at my big dog, I don't care if they chase you and bite me later." Jin Nanfeng squinted his eyes and reminded, it's almost May, the weather is getting hotter, and the sun is starting to glaring up.

Zhao Huaiming laughed and said, "Don't be afraid, I've never seen any big dogs when I traveled all over the world. They are much more vicious than your two dogs, but your two dogs are well-raised and spiritual. Sometimes they seem to understand Human words."

Jin Nanfeng smiled, and said casually: "That's not true. I usually eat well and exercise a lot. It can't be compared with those in the city who stay at home all day as pets."

Zhao Huaiming just mentioned it casually, and said his thoughts by the way: "I'm serious, do you still have any good medicinal materials on the mountain, preferably wild ones, the longer the age, the better the price."

This made it difficult for Jin Nanfeng, he had the big bug of the heart of life, but he didn't know many medicinal materials, even if he knew the mountainous area well, it was useless.

But aside from other things, there is one thing that he knows very well. In the past, people who did not dig medicinal materials came here. do not know."

After thinking for a while, he also mentioned: "I heard that there are some iron maple trees growing nearby, why don't you go and have a look?"

When Zhao Huaiming heard it, he said, "You are talking about the next county. Where is the iron maple bucket planted? It is a petunias plant. Every household uses flower pots and so on. Can it be eaten?"

Jin Nanfeng clicked his tongue and asked, "Why, you still look down on flower pots?"

Only then did Zhao Huaiming remember what Old Master Cheng had said. Knowing that this person still used flower pots to grow ginseng, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Flower pot, flower pot, the name of the family determines that it can only grow flowers. How can it be used to grow ginseng? What about the medicine?"

Jin Nanfeng was not happy anymore, he felt that his three ginsengs grew quite well, and now he poured the extra energy of his heart of life into the ginseng every day, so he only had such a little patience when dealing with his own son.

That ginseng is also very competitive, it looks so lush, not to mention anything else, at least its ornamental value is in: "That's because you can't raise it well, if it's me, the more you raise it, the better."

Zhao Huaiming did not dispute this question. As a medicinal material merchant, he knew what medicinal materials were and what appreciating flowers was: "Yes, yes, yes, it will definitely work if it is yours."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Jin Nanfeng's reaction, he immediately asked: "Think about it again, do you really not have any good medicinal materials here?"

Jin Nanfeng racked his brains to think whether he thought of something, and asked, "Do you need Ge Gen?"

Pueraria lobata is cheap, and it can grow on hillsides, in grass, beside roads, anywhere that is damp and humid. It is rainy and watery here, so it is naturally suitable for growing. However, this thing is not very valuable and tastes bitter.

According to Grandma Jin, when the family was poor and had no food to eat, the villagers also went to dig kudzu root for food, but later everyone had white rice to eat, and few people ate this bitter thing.

By Jin Nanfeng's time, there were fewer and fewer people in the village who would eat this. He vaguely remembered that Uncle Lin's family dug it when he was a child, and every time he dug a piece, he could cook a big pot. Anyway, he didn't like the taste.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Huaiming said with a smile, "Yes, wild kudzu root is a good thing. Where can I find it? I'll dig one and try it."

Jin Nanfeng took him directly to the bamboo garden, and said as he walked, "There are a lot of them over there. If you like, you can dig them yourself. They are everywhere in the village, and no one eats them."

When I walked to the bamboo garden, I found that there were kudzu vines near the river bank. Zhao Huaiming rolled up his sleeves and dug one up. It would be great, hey, it looks quite big, well, I'll take it back and cook it later to have a taste."

When the two returned home, Grandma Jin became very happy when she saw it: "Where did this kudzu root come from? Boss Zhao still likes to eat this. I will wash and cook it for you. Hey, no one has eaten it for many years. .”

Zhao Huaiming thanked him, and said with a smile: "It's hard to find wild kudzu these years. It's said to be wild everywhere. In fact, most of them are artificially cultivated. This thing can grow anywhere you see it, but it takes a long time to grow." Long, the economic value is not high."

In terms of medicinal value, kudzu root is indeed good, but in terms of economic value, it is so-so. This is why there are so many kudzu root in Yueyingshan, and no one digs them. The main reason is that the input-output ratio is not good. .

Jin Nanfeng smiled, thinking of the three ginsengs he planted at home, he quickly asked: "Boss Zhao, please help me to see my three ginsengs, they are all wild ginseng seeds, and if you plant them with your heart, they will definitely not make much difference. go?"

Zhao Huaiming couldn't bear to beat this Boss Jin anymore, so he went up to take a look. It can be seen that Jin Nanfeng was very hardworking, and the flowerpot he used was as thick as a grown man's waist.The soil inside is also very good. It is probably specially selected brown forest soil. It is fertile and loose, with excellent drainage. It is the favorite soil quality of ginseng.

Not to mention, if you only look at the leaves, the appearance of this ginseng is still very good. It is green, oily and tender, and it can be seen at a glance that it is growing very well, with strong vitality and pleasing to the eye.

But no matter how prosperous it is, Zhao Huaiming is not optimistic about this kind of flowerpot cultivation. He can only say sideways: "Ginseng, a medicinal material, usually blooms in 3 years and bears fruit in 5 years. It grows at altitudes between 33 degrees and 48 degrees north latitude. The [-]-meter-long mixed coniferous and broad-leaved forest or deciduous broad-leaved forest dominated by Korean pine, so the ginseng on the Changbai Mountain side is praised by everyone."

Jin Nanfeng stroked his chin for a while, then asked, "You mean, I want to put this flower pot on the top of the mountain, so that it is suitable for the growth of ginseng?"

Zhao Huaiming didn't know how he deduced this result, so he could only say: "I mean, the artificially bred ones are always inferior to the wild ones, otherwise how would I go around thinking about wild ones."

Jin Nanfeng felt that this made sense, but he was very superstitious about the heart of life, so he said with a smile: "Forget it, I'm just growing it myself for fun. It's best to eat it when the time comes. If you can't eat it, just keep it for fun." gone."

Zhao Huaiming nodded, and said, "It's best not to worry about gains and losses, but if you really want to grow medicinal materials, I can help you. Your area is large, and you can plant them in a wild state. Although medicinal materials are consumed It takes a little longer, but the final income will not be less, and there is generally no conflict with planting fruit trees."

When Jin Nanfeng heard this, he was a little concerned. It was impossible for his generation to only grow fruit trees, so he asked Zhao Huaiming to consult carefully. The two of them came and went, but they talked a lot.

After the big pot of kudzu root was cooked, except for Grandpa Jin and Grandma Jin Yi Kusi Tian took a bite, Agnelli took a bite out of curiosity, and gave the rest to Zhao Huaiming. Said it was a good thing.