I awakened the cultivation panel.

Chapter 92 Collecting Spirit Rice
This afternoon around 4 PM, although it rained moderately, the clouds cleared after the rain, so there will probably be a moon tonight.

This means that Chen Jingle can continue collecting Moon Dew.

Now we must try our best to seize the time and collect as much moon dew as possible.

He would rather stay up all night for that.

"There's no way around it, my need for Moon Dew is just getting bigger and bigger."

But he was very worried.

In order to prioritize the supply of certain spiritual plants, his original plan to exchange Moon Dew for personal attribute points was temporarily suspended.

We can only continue once the reserves have recovered.

Chen Jingle's next plan is to accelerate the ripening of the rice he planted, so that if another typhoon hits later, it won't affect the yield.

The period from the end of June to mid-July happens to be the rice harvesting season in Jiangbei and even Lingnan regions.

Standing on the roof of my house and looking towards the village fields, I can see a golden expanse, especially when the afterglow of the setting sun shines on it. I can almost feel the joy of harvest, like "watching the rice and millet ripple like waves".

Putting aside the hardships of farming, the harvest alone is undoubtedly a wonderful thing.

I believe that every Chinese person who sees this scene will be amazed.

The feeling would be even more joyful if I could run my fingers over those heavy ears of rice.

Of course, that's all.

If you ask Chen Jingle to go back to farming and growing rice, he won't be willing.

Thinking about this, I can't help but recall how hard it was for my family to farm.

The worst time is the rice harvest season. You have to dry the rice, turning the grains under the scorching sun. And if you encounter unpredictable weather in June, a sunny day can suddenly turn into a downpour, and you won't have time to harvest it.

Once soaked in water, the rice is basically ruined, and you'll have to go to the rural court.

Unless you can get your Tsinghua or Peking University admission letter before your parents come back.

The best way is to hear someone start harvesting rice, and without hesitation, join them and start harvesting as well.

Chen Jingle will never forget the smell of rice after it has been exposed to the sun.

This wave is about reminiscing about past hardships and appreciating present happiness.

If it weren't for testing what rice grown with Moon Dew would taste like, he really wouldn't want to grow rice.

"I hate growing rice and peanuts the most!"

These two crops are a nightmare for rural children.

Now, most of the paddy fields in the village have been contracted out, with only a few scattered areas still being cultivated by individuals.

As a rural resident, Chen Jingle wants to say that the old family-based farming model is outdated, and that large-scale, technology-driven farming is the only way forward for agriculture.

However, many people still don't understand this, clinging to their own small plot of land, unwilling and unable to adapt.

Chen Jingle shook his head secretly.

He neither thought of nor had the ability to change others.

I can't care about all that, I'm just glad I can take care of myself.

……

The weather was perfect.

That evening, Chen Jingle successfully collected two drops of moon dew. He diluted one of them and used it to water the rice.

He decided that for the next period of time, he would irrigate the rice with moon dew at fixed times and in fixed quantities every day.

Based on the current growth rate, it will take about a week for the rice to fully mature.

Store the last drop for future use.

In a few days, after the middle of the lunar month, the amount of moon dew that can be collected will increase again. At that time, we will have much more money in hand.

The premise is that the weather is good at night.

"Now we're just waiting for the rice to ripen." This is Chen Jingle's biggest concern right now.

Once mature, they will be harvested, dried, air-dried, bagged, or even used for milling and hulling.

His yield is low; I don't even know if it's 20 jin (10 catties).

Drying is fine, but winnowing is more troublesome.

In the past, rural areas had those fan-wheels, also called wind cabinets, which could separate chaff by hand-cranking a fan.

"If there's no fan, then we'll have to use a regular fan."

But it's alright, his house has a yard, so he can do it in the garden.

Bring out the floor fan and connect an extension cord, just make sure it doesn't run in the direction of the natural wind.

……

That day, Chen Wenjie had just come to pick up the scallions.

On a whim, Chen Jingle decided not to go upstairs to take a bath, but instead took a stroll along the edge of the pond.

The three koi he had previously released into the pond were now surfacing, circling around. Compared to the other fish around them, they were undoubtedly much more eye-catching and beautiful.

Chen Jingle looked at them and felt that they seemed to have grown a little.

"The large body of water makes all the difference. You can raise animals however you want without fear of them dying. Just throw them into the pond and they'll thrive."

Fortunately, we didn't build a fish pond in the yard or a fish tank at home.

I don't know how long I can keep it, but I'll keep it for now.

Of course, compared to fast-growing plants and hairy plants, koi carp grow much slower, so there's really no extra moon dew to feed them.

It's just that it's grown quite a bit since I first bought it.

Chen Jingle suddenly thought, "After I harvest the rice and mill it, I can mix the excess rice bran with some diluted moon dew to feed the fish, right?"

Rice bran is used as animal feed, and the husks removed from this spirit rice are superior to ordinary rice bran.

After all, it's a spiritual rice.

Even these straw stalks can be chopped up and used to feed the fish.

Chen Jingle had a sudden inspiration, slapped his forehead, and sighed, realizing that his thinking was still limited.

For fish, anything they can digest is food, so why worry about feed?

"You three just wait, you'll be in for a treat in a few days!"

First, draw the pie chart.

It doesn't mean we won't feed them, but rather that we should feed them slowly, gently, and in a rhythmic and planned manner.

……

It's Wednesday.

Because the rice was growing much faster than originally expected, Chen Jingle decided to harvest it today to avoid any unforeseen complications.

The ripe rice attracted many birds, including sparrows, but fortunately, the two red-feathered chickens faithfully performed their duties, playing the role of guardians of the wheat field and driving away all these uninvited guests.

Therefore, the loss is not significant.

Without combine harvesters, or even foot-operated threshing machines, Chen Jingle could only rub the grains off by hand after harvesting.

After all the grains were threshed, they were weighed on a scale and found to weigh a whopping 40 jin (20 catties)!
Be nice!

"Such a tiny place, less than a third of an acre, can actually produce 40 jin of rice?!"

It was much more than expected.

Moreover, Chen Jingle was surprised to find that the rice he planted was all plump grains, with very few empty grains.

That's great. It saves the trouble of winnowing the grain multiple times. After drying, you can directly shell it.

The weather has been nice these past few days.

Chen Jingle prepared a red, blue and white rainproof tarpaulin in advance, and placed the rice directly on it to dry. If the weather changed, he would immediately roll up the four corners and move it into the house without worrying about it getting wet in the rain.

Things went much more smoothly than he had imagined.

It didn't rain on Thursday and Friday, and the rice was dried out by the sun for two consecutive days. Without considering its long shelf life, it can be hulled directly.

Chen Jingle has made up his mind: he will take the rice to the rice mill in town tomorrow!

Then I received a message from Li Shiming: "Are you free tomorrow? It's my turn to treat you to dinner."

Teacher Li has been sending him a lot of messages these past few days, mostly sharing everyday moments.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't looking forward to seeing Chan King-lok after not seeing him for a week.

Unfortunately, this guy doesn't like to go out, and she's busy with work, so they can only meet on Saturdays and Sundays when she's off.

Even though we're in the same city, it's like we're in different places.

But it's alright, distance makes the heart grow fonder, right?

Chen Jingle hesitated, then replied, "I'm sorry, I really have something to do tomorrow."

"Oh."

Li Shiming was disappointed, but then her spirits lifted: "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Chen Jingle almost laughed: "I need to go mill the rice, you probably can't help me."

Li Shiming was stunned; she had forgotten how many years it had been since she had heard anyone say the word "milling rice."

"Milling rice? Do you grow rice?"

Chen Jingle thought for a moment and replied, "It's not farming in the traditional sense. It's a bit complicated and I can't explain it in a short time. I'll explain it to you when I have the chance. Anyway, I won't be able to go out tomorrow."

Li Shiming was a little unwilling: "What about Sunday?"

I should be free on Sunday.

However, just as Chen Jingle was about to agree, Sister Xin suddenly sent him a message.

　One more chapter first.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)