Chapter 663: A vase girl plays a role in farming on a deserted island (35)

Chapter 663: A vase girl plays a role in farming on a deserted island (35)

Chapter 663: The Vase Girl Farms on a Deserted Island (35)

When three days were up, Xu Yin squatted in the melon field, flicked the best-looking melon with her fingers, and announced: "It's almost done, pick it and eat it!"

"Wow!"

Everyone burst into cheers.

The watermelon that I have been looking forward to for more than two months is finally ripe and ready!

Whether they were in love or playing mahjong, when they heard that the watermelon was ripe, they all cheered and gathered around.

Lu Chenjin took the Swiss Army Knife from Xu Yin's hand and lightly slashed the skin of the watermelon. There was a "click" sound and the watermelon split along the seam, revealing red soil and sweet juice flowing out.

It smells so strong of watermelon! It smells so good!

I think youre greedy! Doesnt watermelon always taste like this?

Its different! This smells much better than the ones I bought before!

"Needless to say! This is a truly ecological sand sweet potato! We spent a lot of time watering, fertilizing, and catching insects... To be honest, I have never been so attentive to my parents in my life. In the end, it's not Just for this bite!"

Come on, come on! Lets go together one by one!

Dry melon!

Dry melon!

Everyone was talking and laughing, what the **** is Gan Gua?

After tasting the sweet and juicy watermelons, everyone was full of confidence in the "wild" melon seedlings transplanted from every corner. They carefully tended and watered them, hoping that they would grow up, mature, and finally be enjoyed.

The days go by quickly when there is hope.

In a blink of an eye, another half month has passed.

Calculating the time, it should be late autumn and close to early winter.

But the island is still as hot as summer. The only change is that the rain is getting more abundant.

It seems to have entered the rainy season.

In the past, it only rained once every ten and a half months, but now it rains almost every other day, and it lasts all day and all night.

For a month, there were only a handful of days with clear skies.

The cooing was probably complaining to each other: Isn't this guy the bad guy who kidnapped our eldest brother a few days ago? how? Are you still trying to catch us today? Run!

While cooing, they spread their wings and soared. Some of them took off at a relatively low altitude, and even made a splash on Fang Jings head before leaving.

Fang Jing's face turned dark, but he didn't bother to wipe his baby's hair at the moment and chased him: "Brother! Brother, don't fly! Learn from the ancient flying pigeons and deliver a letter to me, brother bird! Hey! Hey, hey! You just ran away after taking a poop, do you think I'm the toilet?"

Although the others were also sorry that they could not let the sea bird send a signal for help, seeing Fang Jing in such a mess, they laughed so much that their stomachs hurt.

Emma, its so funny!

"Lao Fang, if you win mahjong today, how about I push you a little as a penalty? Your hair is already dirty, are you sure you want to keep it?"

Fang Jing was so angry that he threw the note into the sea and shouted at the sea: "What's an inch? I'll just shave my head!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The seabirds won't come back for a short time, so Xu Yin plans to shovel some bird droppings back for fertilization.

When seabirds roosted here in groups, she only dared to shovel some bird droppings secretly on the edge and pick up a few eggs. Now she can shovel openly.

In the middle part, the guano is so hard and thick that its almost catching up with the rocks.

Let everyone help.

Director Cheng inspected it again and said, "The scenery here is actually pretty good. No wonder seabirds choose this place as their habitat."

The sun only shines for half the day here. Its warm in the morning and cool in the afternoon. Who doesnt like it?

How about we clean up this place, set up a mahjong table, and play mahjong here later? Fang Jing suggested, Playing mahjong while listening to the waves, how romantic it is!

Not to mention, his proposal was approved by most people.

Sitting and playing mahjong is definitely more comfortable than sitting cross-legged on the floor in a wooden house.

When I really cleaned it up, I found that there was too much and too thick bird droppings here, so I had to clean them up in the Year of the Monkey.

This bird droppings is like stone!

Stones?

Xu Yins eyes lit up: Isnt the guano used for stone formation the guano phosphate rock mentioned in the book?

There is a small island country that once made a living by selling guano. In fact, what it sold was this phosphate rock.

Hurry to stop: "Don't touch the stoned bird droppings. They have broken down into minerals and no longer stink. Let's just clean them off."