Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen

Chapter 227 - 227 Lin Zhiqing Had Already Left

227 Lin Zhiqing Had Already Left

After Mother Jian went out to investigate, Jian Qingqing continued to wander around the village, recording the data of those crops.

There were already many sweet potatoes and corn that had sprouted. Perhaps the soil in this era was relatively barren, and there was no modern fertilizer to serve them. These crops were generally listless, and they still looked relatively thin and small at the moment.

The seeds of this batch of crops were all left behind after Jian Qingqing had planted them once or twice. Simply put, they had already lived in this era for two generations and were gradually adapting to the conditions of this era. The yield might decrease year by year, it was just that she did not know how much it would decrease.

Looking at the barren soil, Jian Qingqing thought of a way. She suggested that the villagers cut some grass on the mountain before planting the land and burn it into ash. They would first sprinkle it in the ground for a few days before planting the crops.

The villagers usually used their own farm manure to fertilize the soil. They would also sprinkle the ash from cooking. Most of the time, they would burn the grass they cut while clearing the land and sprinkle it on the ground. However, there were almost no people who used to cut grass to burn ash, this was too tiring.

Jian Qingqing said, “Now that you have served the land well, the soil is fertilized so that the food will grow better. Do you want to eat your fill? If the land is not fertilized, you can’t grow anything.”

After hearing this, everyone looked at each other and hesitated to go up the mountain to cut the grass.

The grass on the mountain was tall and dense, and there were snakes and insects in it. It was very difficult to cut it down. Usually, they only needed to cut enough to cook their own food. If they were to burn it to fertilize it, then they would have to cut more. It was really tiring work. However, thinking about the grain that would grow well during the harvest, it was still worth it.

After recording the latest batch of data, Jian Qingqing sent the records to the county town to inform Ming Zhiyan.

Only when she arrived there did she know that Lin Zhiqing had already left. She asked in surprise, “Has he recovered so quickly?”

Ming Zhiyan nodded. “It’s almost done.”

As he said that, he took out a letter and handed it to Jian Qingqing. “This is the letter he left for you. Take a look.”

Jian Qingqing opened the letter and there were some words of farewell and gratitude written in it. He said that Wei Wusheng said that Granny Lin’s illness was very difficult to treat and that there were not many years left. She did not want to stay in Shifeng County either, hence, he brought Granny Lin and Li Baode on a trip. He went to look for doctors from all over the world to see if they could treat Granny Lin’s illness.

At the same time, he also went to the place where he had stayed all these years to take a look, if there was anything that needed his help, he could write a letter to ask him to come back.

Jian Qingqing thought about it and felt that it was quite good. Shifeng County should be Granny Lin’s sad place. She had always been unwilling to stay here. In the last days of her life, she would be able to be together with her son, it should be the best ending for her.

However, her good friend had left. In ancient times, transportation was inconvenient and communication was difficult. She did not know if she would be able to see him again after he left. Jian Qingqing was still a little melancholic.

Ming Zhiyan comforted her, “There is no banquet that does not end. If we are fated, we will meet again one day.”

Jian Qingqing exhaled and smiled. “I am not sad. On the contrary, I am quite happy for him. However, it is still a little sad for a friend to go to a faraway place.”

Ming Zhiyan replied with a grunt. He wanted to ask if she would be sad if he left. However, he still held it in and said, “What are you here for today?”

Jian Qingqing took out her notebook and showed it to him. “This is the growth of the crops I recorded yesterday. They are smaller than the ones I planted last year. It may be because the land is not fertile.”