Alpine Orchard - Chapter 240

[Chapter 240]

Back home.

In the mango orchard outside the house, the ditch in the garden has been flooded, and the dog is lying in the muddy water…

Seeing Ye Mo coming downstairs, Xiao Mu raised his head, shook his body vigorously, and ran over.

The gate was closed, and Xiao Mu couldn’t get in. When he saw Ye Mo, he yelled at him, ‘Oooohoooh’.

Ye Mo stared at it fiercely, making it stop, and then opened the door. Ye Mo smiled and rubbed Xiao Mu’s head, went in and took an umbrella…

Among them, only Lin Xiaomian was not exposed to the rain, and held an umbrella for her.

Lin Shan grabbed Xiao Mu: “Come here.”

Xiao Mu was reluctantly dragged by Lin Shan to the faucet: “Look at your dirty body, don’t move around, I’ll give you a bath.”

Before six o’clock, the sky was as dark as same.

Ye Mo checked that there was still no power outage: “Mom, there may be a power outage at night, first turn on the air conditioner in the room…”

“Okay.” Xiao Mian’s mother went back to the room and turned on the air conditioner, packed her clothes and went to the bathroom.

Ye Mo also went upstairs, turned on the air conditioner first, and then went to take a shower.

The rain is getting heavier.

Ye Mo took a shower, took the dirty clothes downstairs, soaked them, and washed them together tomorrow.

Lin Xiaomian was cooking in the kitchen, and the rice was already cooked.

Xiao Mu had just taken a shower, when he saw Ye Mo, he pulled him over. Ye Mo tapped its head lightly…

“What’s delicious?”

“Stir-fried bacon with dried bamboo shoots, fried bacon with wild garlic, cold clover, and tomato and egg soup.” Lin Xiaomian said, “How are you doing?”

Lin Xiaomian While cutting bacon, Ye Mo went up to help: “Where did you get the wild garlic?”

“My second uncle gave it to you.” Lin Xiaomian said, “There are a lot of wild garlic growing on both sides of the ravine.”

Xiao Mian’s mother was washing wild garlic in the sink behind.

There are actually a lot of wild vegetables on the mountain. Such as dandelion, shepherd’s purse, gray vegetable, bitter vegetable and so on. As for clover, it is the grass in the orchard, alfalfa.

There are many types of alfalfa. The grass on Ye Mo’s side is not clover, but it has three leaves… The name is just a title.

Tender alfalfa can be eaten, and the taste is not bad after blanching.

Ye Mo cut the bacon, and then chopped the soaked dried bamboo shoots. These dried bamboo shoots are dried in the sun by Tang Xun and his family, mainly water bamboo shoots…soaked and used to stir-fry meat, it is also a must.

Lin Xiaomian started cooking.

The rain outside is getting heavier. Suddenly, the lights in the house went dark.

It’s only after six o’clock…

If it’s usual, it won’t be dark until after eight o’clock.

The kitchen is dimly visible, but not completely dark.

Lin Shan also took a shower and came over with a flashlight.

Xiao Mian’s mother washed the dishes, took them to the kitchen, and said to Ye Mo, “Go out and wait for dinner.”

“Hey.” Ye Mo smiled and went under the eaves.

The old man was lying comfortably on a chair, and there was a teapot next to the chair, with tea in it.

Ye Mo poured a cup of tea and took out a cigarette: “Dad.”

Lin Shan took the cigarette, yawned, and lit it: “After this heavy rain, will it enter the rainy season?”

Ye Mo nodded: “It should be later It often rains.”

“Well, that’s comfortable.” Lin Shan smiled. There have been a few rains before, but the biggest rain just moistened the soil.

It’s the rainy season.

In the later time, there is no need to specially irrigate.

Heavy rain, accompanied by approaching thunder.

The closer the thunder, the heavier the rain.

It was already a torrential rain outside.

“What do you think of Carpenter Li’s work?” the old man asked.

“Very good.” Ye Mo nodded and said, “If I can make money here, I will definitely give everyone a salary increase. At least, it won’t be less than being a plasterer.”

“I’m not talking about remuneration They are still very satisfied with the current treatment.” Lin Shan said: “I just want to ask if you have any comments on their work.”

“Everyone has done a good job.” Ye Mo said.

“It’s time to eat.” Lin Xiaomian came out with the dishes, and there was a bright lightning, followed by a loud thunder… The thunder seemed to explode above the head, and the whole Gaoshanping seemed to be shaken.

Lin Xiaomian trembled in fright, and almost dropped the plate in her hand.

Three dishes and one soup in the evening.

Living with Xiaomian’s parents, Ye Mo feels pretty good. Someone cooks three meals a day… Xiaomian’s mother will help wash her own clothes… It

‘s Lin Xiaomian, she likes to sleep late, and every day Being nagged by mom.

“The raspberries are starting to mature, and they can be picked in large quantities in two or three days.” Lin Shan asked, “How much can you sell for a catty of those raspberries?”

“About 30 yuan.” Ye Mo said: “The exact amount depends on the height The price can only be set after the boss comes to see it.”

When selling raspberry seedlings, the boss said they were raspberries.

But they are called ‘Shan Pao’er’, ‘Sting Pao’er’ and ‘Pao’er’ locally.

The scientific name should be called raspberry.

Ye Mo searched for raspberries on the Internet, and he gave a lot of pictures…

Ye Mo’s raspberries have 7 acres. It used to be 5 mu in Gaoshanping, but after transplanting here, the planting density is much lower because of the extra land.

Specially cultivated wild fruit, raspberries… are big, and then cultivated by Lingquan. Ye Mo also applied organic fertilizer and compound fertilizer when the raspberries bloomed.

Last year, those raspberries were bigger than your thumb. This year’s raspberries are bigger, about the size of larger cherries. The pulp is very plump…

There are many wild fruits called ‘pao’er’, such as thorny pao’er, black pao’er, yellow pao’er and so on.

The raspberry Ye Mo is also a kind of pau’er, which is called mountain pao’er or thorn pao’er in the local area.

Raspberry is a plant of the genus Rubus in the Rosaceae family, and its branches have thorns. These are improved varieties with fewer thorns. It’s big…it’s easy to pick.

Fruits irrigated by Lingquan seem to take longer to grow. This is true of watermelon, and so is the prickly pear.

On their side of the climate, the wild prickly pear begins to ripen in early May.

Wild thorns are small, and most of them are about the size of a girl’s little finger, or even smaller.

Prickly pears, a wild fruit, are rarely planted. Moreover, it is troublesome to pick, and it is not easy to store… It is rare to see it for sale in the city, and even if it is, the price is not cheap.

“Can Pao’er sell for 30 yuan per catty?” Lin Xiaomian looked at Ye Mo.

“30 yuan per catty is very cheap.” Ye Mo said: “Immature thorns, the best can sell for 50 yuan per catty.”

Some people specially collect immature wild thorns, and the worst can sell for two More than ten yuan per catty. The best ones cost dozens of dollars per catty.

Those prickly bubbles are dried or dried to make medicinal materials.

The price of prickly bubbles is expensive, mainly due to the trouble of picking. Just like cherries…

one person can’t pick many cherries in a day.

Ye Mo’s manual contracting is high, if the price is low, he would rather not sell it.

“Immature thorns can be sold for up to 50 yuan?” Lin Xiaomian said, “Why didn’t you sell them earlier? It’s only 30 yuan now, which is not worth it.” The

immature thorns are collected in April.

“What they want are wild thorns.” Ye Mo said, “The thorns grown on the mountain are too big.”

The immature thorn bubbles are easier to pick.

Ye Mo had seen someone collecting watermelons in the town before, but he was too busy collecting watermelons at that time, so he didn’t ask. In fact, Ye Mo didn’t know whether the other party would accept the prickly bubbles here.

It should be harvested. The planted thorn and wild thorn are both of the same species.

But it’s different. The thorn bubble on the mountain is an improved variety, and it is obviously much bigger. But it doesn’t matter if you can’t sell it for a few acres of thorns.

(end of this chapter)