Traveling through the farm, I just want to earn money by farming

Xu Minglang arranged for people to go to the county town, buy the required oilcloth, and pull two trucks, which made the manager of the shop very happy.

Qing Ning took people into the mountains to cut down a lot of bamboo, and asked the grandparents in the village to help and twist a lot of straw ropes for use.

Moso bamboo is thick, tough and can be bent at will.

The oilcloth is not as transparent as the plastic film in the world today, so considering this factor, a gap needs to be left so that it can be lifted up during the day to allow the crops to be exposed to sunlight.

Once everything is ready, it's time to dig up the dregs and bury the bones.

The place to build the greenhouse was chosen on the few acres of land in the yard. Firstly, it is sheltered from the wind, and secondly, the soil is fertile and easy to care for.

At this time, the field yard was full of people, all coming to see the novelty.

"Second Master, Third Uncle, take your men and split the bamboo into four pieces, making sure they are of similar thickness."

"Okay, leave it to us."

Qing Ning turned around and said to Chen Changjiang and the others, "Father, take Grandpa Yu and the others and dig holes according to the points we agreed on. They should be deep, narrow, and straight on both sides. Then, dig a few deep holes in the middle and bury the whole bamboos there."

"Okay, leave this to us."

Qingning went to look at the oilcloth she had bought, and measured its length, width, and thickness, before she knew how many layers she needed to cover it with.

Then he checked to see if the straw rope was enough, and then rolled some thin hemp rope to secure it.

The scene was so lively that everyone was sweating and full of energy.

The children from the Meng and Xu families looked on in amazement. They had never seen such a scene before.

Apart from anything else, Prince Fu and Prince Fu rolled up their sleeves and worked selflessly.

Looking at other people, it seems they are also busy, and everyone, young and old, can help out.

They seem to be in the way, standing here as a group.

"Please give way."

Villagers holding straw passed by them and had to warn them.

"Please give way."

Just as I moved aside, the man carrying the bamboo came over.

Please make way.

Please make way.

Please make way.

The few of them felt uncomfortable standing anywhere, but they couldn't move.

"Uncle, let me help you move."

Xu Huai really didn't want to stand there and get in the way, so when someone passed by him again, he immediately went up to help.

When the Xu family's children saw someone moving, they immediately looked around to help.

When Prince Fu looked up, he saw only his own children standing there in a daze.

I felt a little uncomfortable watching it, so I just turned my back on it and thought out of sight, out of mind. It turns out that all the good kids are from other people's families.

At this time, some of them also realized that their fathers were disliked by them again.

Fortunately, everyone wanted to save face, and seeing that everyone was busy, it would be inappropriate for them to stand there like that.

They also learned to help pass and move the grass, while a few girls went to the kitchen to help boil water and make tea.

"Dad, drink some water, take a rest and wipe off the sweat."

A hand towel appeared in front of Prince Fu. He turned his head and saw his little girl holding water and a hand towel, looking at him.

I took the water, drank a few sips, wiped the sweat off my face, and felt much better.

Looking at others, I know they are not idle, which is good and they are making progress.

"Qing Ning, the ditch is ready. Do you think it's feasible?"

Mr. Yu called Qing Ning.

Qing Ning looked at the depth and found it was about half a meter. "This depth is fine."

He turned towards the bamboo splitting area and called out, "Second Master, have you finished splitting the bamboo over there?"

Chen Lin kept working, saying, "It's almost done, it's almost done, it will be done soon."

"Grandpa Yu, first bury the thick bamboo that's fixed in the middle."

Qing Ning pointed to the ten thick cut bamboos and indicated that they should be buried first.

Thick bamboos are selected from moso bamboos of similar thickness, and are cut into pieces about two to three meters long above the bottom for use as pillars.

After it was buried firmly and the splitting on the other side was almost done, they were asked to bury one side in a deep pit first, one thread every ten inches.

Repeat this process until you reach the top, then backfill with soil and tamp it down with your feet.

Then I picked one and tried to bend it to see the depth of burial and the strength of compaction. I only moved on to the next step when everything was normal.

Two people pulled the bent bamboo, and two people buried and backfilled the other side. This process was repeated and soon a long, arched bamboo corridor was formed.

Then use bamboo strips to make it horizontally and tie them tightly with hemp ropes. At the top, make a hole at the top of the thick bamboo of the pillar, pass the hemp rope through it and then fix it to the top.

"All right"

After Qing Ning finished speaking, the group finally had time to look up and see the results.

"Lime, is this okay?"

"Sure. We'll put a tarpaulin over it, bury one side with soil, and press the other side with gabions. This way it's convenient and warm, and it won't affect the sun."

"This is the first time I've seen anything like this."

Yes, this is the first time for everyone here.

"It's just like a greenhouse. It's warm in the winter, and you can grow some non-seasonal fruits and vegetables. The only difference is that the tarpaulin blocks the light, so it needs to be adjusted manually."

"Really? Can you grow fruits out of season?"

Xu Minglang became interested when he heard this. If this happened in the north, wouldn't it be a great deal to be able to eat fruits and vegetables in winter?

Seeing him like this, Qing Ning probably guessed something and said with a smile, "That's right, but it would be even better if we could have some translucent oilcloth."

Xu Minglang thought for a while, this is better than a good business.

The oilcloth had been spread out over there, with ropes tied at both ends.

Two people pulled the two ends, and the rest of the people held sticks to support it from the middle. With their combined efforts, the tarpaulin soon covered the bamboo shed.

Those on the north side quickly buried the end of the tarpaulin with soil. To make it easier to lift the lid, holes were drilled every meter on the south side, and straw ropes were tied through them. The other end of the ropes were passed over the top and placed on the north side, with a small stone tied to the end.

This way, when you put it down, there is something weighing it down, and when you lift the oilcloth, you just need to pull it, which is labor-saving and convenient.

"Wow, this place is habitable."

Wang Fu went in and found it large and spacious. Moreover, the oilcloth was not completely opaque, so he could still see clearly inside.

"Well, it's cold outside, but now it's actually warmer inside."

Everyone should go in and feel it.

"My family won't build a house anymore. This shed is just fine."

The old man was very satisfied no matter how he looked at it.

Qing Ning hurriedly said, "Third Grandpa, this won't do. This shed is fine during the day in winter, but it can't retain much heat at night. It's not as warm as the house. And in the summer, it's even worse. It's too hot to live in."

The old man laughed and said, "I know. It just looks clean and spacious. Great Grandpa just said that. I don't really want to live here. Besides, this oilcloth can't withstand the constant wind and sun."

Qing Ning felt relieved when she saw that he was not sincere.

They also had a crossbeam added in front of each main pillar so that lanterns could be hung at night or in bad weather.

After everything was ready, we started digging holes and planting the seedlings. The fruit tree seedlings were a little wilted, so we had to plant them quickly.

After planting the fruit tree seedlings and asking the adults to bring water to water them thoroughly, the busy work came to an end.

"Thank you all for your hard work today, grandpas and uncles."

"This kid is just saying nice things. How can he be so hardworking?"

"That's right, since everything is fine, we'll leave first."

The villagers who came to help went back one after another.

Mr. Yu and his companions looked at the half of the shed that was still empty and asked, "What are you going to plant in that other half?"

Planting sugarcane

"How to plant? We will help you."

Prince Fu was very happy. Apart from anything else, he felt a lot more relaxed these days and found a lot of fun in it.

"Let's plant it tomorrow. It's getting late today and everyone is tired."

Qing Ning didn't dare let them do that, it would be bad if they got too tired.