Age: My Small World

Chapter 8 Germination
Dinner was better than lunch, and I specially stir-fried some cabbage.

The vegetable garden is right in front of the house. The cabbages are very juicy in summer. Picking one is enough for several meals.

The amount of oil cannot be any less.

If the oil quota is 4 taels per person per month, ordinary people can occasionally eat a few bites of oily food.

But the family obviously failed to buy enough oil every month.

Fortunately, there was chili pepper, so the aroma of the oil seeped into the cabbage, making the taste much better and it went well with rice.

After dinner, Yang Jun went outside on the pretext of digesting his food.

His house is dozens of meters away from the nearest Uncle Fan's house, so the area is quite quiet.

Summer nights are the coolest. The moon hangs high in the sky, and its silver light turns the entire Fanjiazhuang into a frosty forest.

Occasionally, one or two dogs barked and some lights flickered in the distance. Since lamp oil was not cheap, not many people lit lamps at night.

After enjoying the night view for a while, Yang Jun found a secluded corner and instantly entered the small world.

"what?"

As soon as he walked to the newly planted black soil, his attention fell on a few exposed seeds.

After getting the river water today, he immediately made it rain on the land. For the purpose of experiment, he also mixed the remaining spiritual water into it. At this moment, the black soil has returned to its original state.

These were not Yang Jun's main concerns. At this moment, his eyes were fixed on the soybeans that had already sprouted.

In theory, it takes about four or five days for soybeans to germinate under suitable temperatures.

Now it sprouted in less than twelve hours. What does this mean?
"It's true that crops can be grown in this small world, and the growth rate of crops seems to be much faster than outside."

By comparing it with the experience of growing bean sprouts in his memory and calculating the time, he found that the efficiency of the small world was about ten times that of the outside world. In other words, if he planted crops in this space, he could easily achieve ten harvests in a year.

Suddenly he saw something and frowned slightly.

"No, the cabbage seeds next to it don't seem to have changed much."

"I remember that the soybeans used spiritual water from the river, but the cabbages didn't. So, is all this due to the spiritual water?"

After reaching the conclusion, Yang Jun breathed a sigh of relief. This result was not too bad.

"Spiritual water can actually promote plant growth, but the amount is too small."

You have to know that spiritual water is also useful to humans, and he can't use all of it on planting.

"I hope I can find a way to increase the amount of spiritual water in the future. For now, I can only use it urgently."

Currently, the amount of spiritual water on the stone platform only increases by one drop every day. Yang Jun has tried several methods but to no avail, so he can only take things one step at a time.

He went back to the small pond and started new excavation work, continuing to expand the scope of the pond.

As a result, an unintentional glance startled him again.

"Has the water in this pool become clearer?"

The river water these days is not always clear, and it often contains a lot of germs, so it is easy to get sick if you drink raw water.

The river water collected by Yang Jun this year was relatively clean, but impurities in the water could still be clearly seen. At this moment, the water quality in the space was different.

He tried to pick up some and tasted it, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"The water is sweet, and it tastes much better than well water."

Yang Jun vaguely understood something. The space was automatically filtering out some impurities.

"Now that you mention it, there seems to be something unusual happening around the stone platform."

He found that the things he stored near the stone platform had almost no change. They remained the same as they were when he brought them in, but the things outside the range of the stone platform on the top of the mountain were automatically filtered out.

"So, it's best to store things on the stone platform first."

Yang Jun was quite excited to have figured out some of the functions of space. While it was still early, he decided to plant all the remaining seeds before continuing to dig the large pond.

According to Yang Jun's idea, the small world of the future must be one with small bridges, flowing water and houses.

Although the place is small, it has all the necessary facilities.

"Tomorrow I have to get some grass seeds to plant on the hill, and transplant some trees, otherwise it will be too boring to be bare."

The grayish look of the small world is a bit depressing, and it would be much better if it turned green, mainly because it is pleasing to the eyes.

When he got home, it was pitch black. Only some sparks were still coming from the small stove. His mother was boiling water waiting for him to come back.

"Are you back? Wash your feet and go to sleep."

"Well, Mom, you should go to bed early too."

Silent all night.

The next day.

After getting up in the morning, brush your teeth with tooth powder as usual.

As he washed his face with a towel, he took a closer look at his current appearance for the first time.

A teenager with short hair, a pair of almond-shaped eyes under thick eyebrows, and a vaguely formed facial contour.

Perhaps because he didn't eat well since childhood, Yang Jun's facial features are quite three-dimensional, or to put it bluntly, he is thin.

Fortunately, the lines are good and I can just fix it later.

"good."

Breakfast was corn porridge as usual, but there were no eggs today because the two old hens at home didn’t lay eggs yesterday.

"Mom, I'm almost well now. Let me go to the fields with you today."

He felt that he was in good health, and that a grown man couldn't stay at home every day, letting his mother and two sisters do all the big and small things. If he did that, how could he be considered the head of the family?

Li Xiaohua subconsciously refused, but could not resist Yang Jun's firm attitude.

Besides, it’s not that he didn’t go out in the past, it’s just that he did it less frequently.

So naturally, I finally agreed and told him to sit down and rest when he got tired, and that she and her two sisters would do the work.

Yang Jun just smiled when he heard that.

When he went out, he still carried the kettle with him, secretly filled it with some spiritual water, and sprinkled the rest on the land of the small world, trying to make the seeds germinate sooner.

But it feels like a drop in the bucket.

According to his estimation, one acre of land needs one drop of spiritual water to be irrigated at a time, so he cannot take care of all of it and can only take half an acre at a time.

The family of four each took up their tools.

Since it is harvesting crops, the sickle is the main tool, and the rest are the backpack and the bag for food.

After all the grain is harvested, it has to be carried back home manually, which is really a physically demanding job.

There are two backpacks in the house, one is on my mother's back and the other is carried by my sister Yang Hongmei.

Two women, one big and one small, are carrying the entire family on their backs.

While walking on the street, acquaintances passing by looked at Yang Jun in surprise.

Everyone knows that Li Xiaohua dotes on her son, so why is she willing to let him do the heavy work today?
"Xiaoshan, why are you here too?"

A young boy's surprised voice was heard, and then Yang Jun's arm was grabbed.

The person who came was none other than his good friend Fan Yuanjie since childhood.

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