It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 318

"You can't drink anything you haven't seen before! Jiang Yan is being naive and reckless. Why are you two still playing along with her at such an old age?"

Jiang Wang exchanged land with someone else, and he was beside the three of them, turning the soil with a hoe and giving them earnest advice.

Jiang Xing, who came over after hearing the noise, listened for a while and suddenly asked, "Jiang Fa, is your leaf tea delicious?"

Jiang Wang got angry when his lecture was interrupted: "I'm talking about business... Uncle Xing, why are you joining in the fun?"

The others who had been listening intently asked loudly, "Jiang Fa, tell me, how does the leaf tea taste?"

Jiang Fa looked at Jiang Wang, who looked fine, and said cheerfully, "It's good. It tastes sweet, but it's a little off-putting. The aftereffect is so strong it keeps me awake most of the night."

"You drank too much and ran to the toilet!" Sun Yun teased.

"It's really refreshing." Li Yue felt relaxed all over when talking about this. There are always some difficulties when getting older. Although it was a bit tiring to get up every once in a while last night, it was because she drank at the wrong time, not because the food was bad. If she drank it in the morning, there would be no problem.

At the end, he recommended it to Sun Yungaohua and others who had the same trouble: "Go get some from Jiang Yan later and try it. I will definitely not cheat you."

"Is this true..." Sun Yun looked at Jiang Yan, who was completely distracted and only working on the machine, and asked, "Yanzi, did you also have a bowel movement last night?"

Jiang Yan was stunned when her name was called. What? Oh, a little, but it wasn't a big deal. She didn't have a stomachache this time.

However, after drinking this cliff fruit leaf tea, she felt extremely excited all night, just like real tea leaves. Even now, she can still feel a nerve in her brain jumping around from time to time.

Jiang Yan shared her own discomfort after drinking the tea, and she also felt that older people might not be able to withstand the stimulation after drinking it for the first time. She repeatedly emphasized: "You have to drink the leaves in moderation. It can't be too concentrated, and it's not good to drink it too often. Too much is not good for your health."

"I know, I know. As long as it works, that's fine."

After work in the morning, many people came to Jiang Yan's house one after another. In addition to some grandparents and aunts who really needed it, there were also several brothers and sisters who wanted to taste the sweet water.

Jiang Yan divided the small can of citrus fruit leaf tea into pieces, and just before sunset, he took a thin bamboo pole and went to the field.

Regardless of whether the leaf tea worked or not, the grandparents and aunts who had tried it would praise Jiang Yan's product whenever they saw her.

Then one morning when Jiang Wang went to the fields, the elders were even more energetic and urged him to organize people to go up the mountain again in the next two days to pick more leaves to make tea.

Jiang Yan rubbed her temples, which were still a little uncomfortable due to insomnia, and vaguely realized a fact - she seemed to be the most fragile person in the entire Dongshan Village.

Insert a bamboo pole with all the nodes connected into the soil, stuff a few millet seeds into it, pull it out, and then gently level the hole with the sole of your shoe...

Although it was not his first time, Jiang Yan, who stood upright, stood out among the group of people who were bending over to plant seeds.

After Jiang Xing finished sowing a row, he straightened his back and gasped for breath. Seeing Jiang Yan slowly turning around and sowing another row, he suddenly felt that her method was actually quite good.

Last year, when they were busy replanting, Jiang Yan presented them with the bamboo pole as a treasure, but these old hands didn't take it seriously at the time. They just thought that the young people were trying to save time. Using a stick to sow seeds was not only slower than theirs, but also difficult to control the depth, which delayed the seeds from emerging.

Now thinking about the few acres of land that Jiang Yan was responsible for planting, there were also many crops that appeared late...

Jiang Xing made up his mind that he must make two for himself and his wife when he got home in the evening... If it really works, others will follow suit.