After fleeing famine, I have thousands of acres of fertile land

When they arrived at Tushan, the two stopped. It would be unsafe to go any further because ferocious beasts might appear.

Wu'an City is vast and sparsely populated. Few people came to Tushan before. Only after the people of Kaoshan Village settled here did more and more people come here.

The fallen leaves on the mountain are spread out layer upon layer, and the ones at the bottom have already rotted into mud. This kind of soil is the most nutritious.

The two men loaded the fallen leaves and soil into the car and drove it to the wasteland.

A pit had been dug at the edge of the wasteland, and the two men dumped the contents of the truck into it. They loaded several trucks back and forth before stopping.

I went back home and brought back cow dung, chicken and duck manure, and the rabbit entrails that I usually dealt with, and threw them all in. I also threw in the grass that I had pulled out from the wasteland. Finally, I sealed the top with mud and waited for it to ferment slowly.

The same is done on dry land. A large hole is also dug and pond mud cleared from the pond is put into it.

Soak the bean stalks and wheat stalks in water, place them on the pond mud, and then sprinkle a layer of fine dry soil.

Then add pond mud, followed by wheat straw and fine soil, and then some livestock manure.

Finally, seal it with pond mud, turn it over after a month, and seal it again to continue fermenting.

"Qingya, this is quite a lot. Is it enough?" Boss Ye was doing it for the first time and was not very clear.

Ye Qing wiped the sweat off his head and said, "Dad, it's almost done. The fertilizer from both places should be enough for each of us to use."

Ye Qing asked again: "Dad, how did you use fertilizer before?"

"We just use wood ash or what's in the toilet at home. If we raise chickens and ducks, we can get more fertilizer."

That's what Boss Ye and Old Man Ye did, and so did the villagers.

"Brother, what are you and Qingya doing? It's so weird." When Ye Laoer came back from the pond, he saw the two of them busying around.

"As for composting, I don't know if Qingya's idea will work."

"Whatever Qingya thinks, it will definitely work. I will do the same thing the same way." Ever since fleeing famine, Ye Laoer has begun to believe in every decision made by Ye Qing.

"Second brother, please wait a minute. Wait until I get the results, then you can try again." Boss Ye was still a little uncertain.

"Brother, if you succeed, it will delay more than a month, and we may harvest fewer bags of grain next year. It's just a waste of effort, and it won't work if it doesn't." Ye Laoer thought his elder brother was too long-winded.

"Uncle will definitely be able to do it. My father is too careful." Ye Qing cheered from the side.

Ye Lao Er smiled proudly, "Brother, teach me. I will go back to get the tools and call San Lang to work with me."

"Uncle, dig the hole first, find a place where it won't get in the way, and then put the straw in after it's done."

"I'll go back first. We can still dig out two more today, so it won't waste time." Ye Lao Er left in a hurry.

Ye Qing was a little hesitant, but thinking about how his family members usually cared for him, he still mustered up the courage to ask. "Dad, why don't you ask me how I know so much?"

Boss Ye was stunned for a moment, as if he was recalling something, and it took a long time before he spoke. "When you were born, Qingya, the elders in the tribe all dreamed of a white-bearded immortal holding a baby and sending it to the village. He also left a message, saying that he would give your village an opportunity, and then disappeared."

Ye Qing couldn't believe it. "Dad, why haven't you heard about this from the villagers?"

"The clan leader won't let us say it, just let everyone know in their hearts. The Ye family has no power and influence to protect you. Qingya, you can do whatever you want in the future. Don't worry about the consequences. Just remember to help the clan members when there is benefit."

Ye Qing was a little touched, and the stone in his heart was finally put down. "Dad, I will definitely help the villagers when I have the chance in the future."

Boss Ye and Ye Qing went for a walk in the woods. The cotton in the woods had almost been harvested. The last batch of cotton bolls would grow for two more days and would be taken home together with the cotton firewood.

On the way home, Ye Erlang met Sun Dazhui, and after discussing it, they decided to build a few.

When Ye Sanlang sent Ye Chenze home at night, only Ye Xi was at Ye Laoer's house. "Xi girl, where are your parents? It's already dark and they haven't come back yet."

Ye Xi came out of the kitchen, "Uncle San, my parents went to the field to dig a hole and prepare to start composting tomorrow."

"What do you mean by composting? I don't understand what you mean." Ye Laosan felt that he had missed a lot by not being at home for a day.

"It was Qingya who came up with the idea. We can make our own fertilizer and can make fertilizer for several acres of land at a time."

"You two eat at home first, I'll go take a look." Ye Laosan didn't go home either, but went to the field to find Ye Laoer first.

The Ye family's movements attracted the attention of the entire village. Those who were close to the family stopped the Ye family and asked them why they were digging the pit.

After Boss Ye explained it, those who heard it also joined in. The most important thing for farmers is fertilizer, and strength is the least valuable.

Some people didn't believe it, but when they saw others working so hard, they couldn't help but join in.

Ye Li came to Ye Lao's house during dinner time and said, "Wen Ning, why didn't you tell me earlier that you have a good composting method? This can also help the village to have enough food."

"Uncle Village Head, it's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that Qingya just thought of it, and it may not be successful yet." Boss Ye was a little amused.

"No, no, we don't have much to do these days. Once the pit is dug, you can come to the village and teach everyone."

"If it doesn't work out, don't blame me. This needs to be made clear to the villagers."

"I'll go with you. If they have any problems, let them come to me. I'm willing to help with composting." The village head made the final decision.

Boss Ye called people to Boss Ye's field and demonstrated both methods. The villagers were skeptical.

The next morning, the villagers took baskets and pushed carts to Tushan. Tushan was very large, and each family occupied an area to carry the soil out.

There were only old people and children left in the village, and the older children had gone to the mountains to help. There was less smoke from cooking in the village at noon, so in order to save time, we took food with us to the mountains.

Boss Ye dug another hole at the location of the paddy field, and took Ye Dalang and Old Man Ye to start piling up waste.

After a few days, Tushan became much cleaner and everyone was busy.

Zhou also had time to think about Ye Erlang. "Is his father Erlang used to it? Will he miss home?"

Boss Ye also missed his son. He used to be always around him, but now he is suddenly not around, and he misses him very much.

"I'm going to the city to deliver snails tomorrow. You go to the vegetable garden to pick some vegetables, and I'll take some to Master Zheng."

Zhou nodded in agreement and gave her son a pair of shoes she had made so that he could have several pairs to wear alternately.

"Master Zheng is busy. The dishes at home are ready and look fresh. I'll bring you some." Boss Ye greeted at the door.

"Brother Ye is here, he misses his child, Erlang is doing well here. I like this child very much, he is diligent and perceptive."

"You're such a grown-up boy now. I'm worried that you won't study hard and cause you trouble." Boss Ye said politely.