The new book of the burning prairie star

Yang Biao rented a house with a yard near the cloth shop and bought two women in their thirties from a dealer. The calluses on their hands were thick, and they were hardworking farm women. It was just that Yang Biao didn't know why they were sold as slaves. He left the steaming and cooking to them, and was only responsible for making the batter. He helped to light the stove from time to time and guided them to work. Steaming the cold skin was not difficult except for keeping an eye on the temperature at all times, and they quickly got the hang of it.

It is already mid-August, and the cold noodles cannot be made for much longer. Yang Biao decides to work until the end of October, and then focus his main energy on his studies and concentrate on reviewing. After passing the examination to become a scholar, he can meet officials without bowing, and enjoy benefits such as tax exemption for 50 acres of land.

"Brother Biao, you're back!" This time, he was standing at the gate of his yard watching Yang Biao drive home, his face full of worry, "Last time, the cow of Bajin's family was sick, I heard that you helped to milk it. I tell you, that milk can't be eaten."

"Uncle headman, I know that milk from a sick cow cannot be consumed. Don't worry, I didn't drink it. I have another use for the milk." Yang Biao smiled. It had been almost half a month since this happened, so how come the headman only knew about it now?

"Well, that's good." After hearing what Yang Biao said, the headman nodded and felt relieved. He came back from the fields today and heard a group of women in the village chatting under a tree. That's when he learned about this. He was worried that the young man didn't understand, and that little Zhang was a person who didn't care about things, so he stood at the door of his house waiting for people to come back so that he could let the child know that milk from a sick cow cannot be consumed.

"Thank you, uncle village head!" Yang Biao felt that this old man was enthusiastic and willing to care about the villagers. He was a very good elder.

"Well, what do you mean, brother Biao?" The head of the village was puzzled when he heard him thank you.

"It's nothing, I just want to thank the village head uncle for his care and concern for me, Yang Biao thought.

"Brother Biao, do you know how to make the best fertilizer from sheep manure?" The head of the village then remembered that he had a flock of sheep that had just given birth to a few lambs. Recently, due to lack of timely care, a lot of the sheep manure had dried up.

"Uncle village head, is there too much sheep manure at home? Do you want to pour it into the fields as fertilizer?" Yang Biao knew that the village head's five sons were not at home. Yang Jinmen was taking care of Yang Shuiqian in the county clinic, and he used to help with the work.

"Well, I'm the only child at home, and I'm still building a house at your house. We're short of manpower recently, and the sheep manure can't be cleaned up in time. We can only shovel it aside to dry it to reduce the weight..." Before the head of the village finished speaking, Yang Biao understood, "Oh, Xiaohua, you go home first. Uncle head of the village, you go to the side, and boy, drive the car into the yard, and we will clean up the sheep manure together."

"That's great," the village head rubbed his hands. In the past, when he was at home, the father and son did these things together and didn't feel tired. Now he was the only one weeding and loosening the soil in the fields, and cleaning up the sheep manure. He was old, and he obviously felt unable to do these things.

"Well, Brother Biao, where should we pour this sheep dung?" Soon, the two of them filled a mule cart with sheep dung.

"Isn't there a hole dug in the wasteland that my family bought? Just pour the sheep manure into it." Yang Biao thought that there was an unused pit in his own home, so he wanted to pour it there.

Without waiting for the village head's consent, he drove to the foot of the mountain, dumped the sheep manure, and came back to pick it up. It took him five trips back and forth to clean up all the sheep manure.

"Uncle, the village head, aren't you curious about where the kid put the milk that he couldn't eat?" Yang Biao said mysteriously.

"Where have you been?" The head of the village was indeed very curious.

"Mom, I..." Yang Biao hadn't finished shouting when the courtyard door was opened by Xiao Zhang. "Uncle Lizheng, why are you here?"

"Take Xiaohua to chat with your aunt. She is in the house and hasn't gone out." The head of the village said to Xiao Zhang. He was very curious about what the good thing Yang Biao was talking about, but he couldn't live in the same yard with a young widow, so he had to let her go find her old partner.

"Well," Xiao Zhang was stunned for a long time. Seeing her eldest son winking at her, she knew that the two of them had something to do, so she agreed, "Okay, I'll go change my clothes and chat with auntie."

"Brother Biao, now you can tell me what good stuff you have." Seeing Xiao Zhang's mother and daughter go out, the head of the village couldn't help but laugh. This little thing is still so mysterious.

"Well, kid, take your uncle Li Zheng to have a look and you'll know." Yang Biao led the way in front, with Li Zheng following behind.

"Ten pounds of rice water, ten pounds of milk, and four ounces of brown sugar, mix them evenly, and put them in the corner of the kitchen to ferment for half a month, and you will get this thing, which we call liquid." Yang Biao pointed to a large vat in the corner of the kitchen and said to the head of the household.

"Liquid?" the village head asked in confusion. It was a new word that he had never heard of. "Can it be used to irrigate the vegetable garden?"

"No, we need to filter it with fine cloth. We don't want some residue." Yang Biao said, and went to get two wooden barrels and a large piece of fine cloth. "Uncle Lizheng, you scoop and I'll filter." He spread the fine cloth on the mouth of the barrel and clenched the cloth. "Let's get started."

The headman put the ladle into the vat, scooped out the water and slowly poured it onto the cloth covering the mouth of the bucket, watching it slowly seep through the fine cloth, and then repeated this action many times.

"It's okay, the tank is empty." The village head stretched his waist and felt okay, without any pain, which meant he was not old yet.

After filtering, all were put on the mule cart, and the two drove down to the foot of the mountain, added a small amount of soil to the sheep manure in the pit, mixed it with crushed rice bran, and then spread it flat in the dug pit, and finally covered it with soil. The sheep manure and soil must be covered tightly so that no smell will come out.

Pour the clarified liquid that has been fermented and filtered previously into the bottom of the sheep dung soil, and make the soil half dry and half wet so that the fermentation can be faster and more complete.

Then spread the fallen leaves on top, spread them thickly, and finally cover them with oilcloth, wrap them tightly, and then leave it to time to wait for the fertilizer to ferment.

"Brother Biao, why hasn't Xiaoran come back?" Xiao Zhang asked Yang Biao. She had asked Yang Xiaohua before, but the little girl hesitated and asked her to ask her brother.

"I asked her to stay in the county town to work. Mother has packed up today. Tomorrow morning, our family will go to the county town to make cold noodles. I have rented a house in the county town." Yang Biao has been feeling uneasy since Yang Zian came to his house. He would stay away from these idiots if he had the ability to do so. He didn't want to have anything to do with them at all.

"I live very well here. Our house at the foot of the mountain is about to be completed..." Xiao Zhang didn't want to move to the county town, but she was troubled about how to tell her eldest son.

"Mom, Yang Lin should have a good learning environment. The teaching resources and teachers in the county are much better than those in the town, not to mention the school in Changping Village." Yang Biao could only use his younger brother's future to persuade Xiao Zhang.