"the pickles are thick and thick, and they don't cut." it's a dirtbag that flows like a code in a vegetable farm. Anyone who makes these three steps into a flow of water, the cauliflowers take revenge on you with a “swee yellow”, and if they actually step on each step and slit it, they will tame the land。
First of all, "caps." the root of the cabbage is like an elevator, year in and year out, and the surface is not far from "dead." before the first winter, when the night is frozen, a two-twisted layer of soil is spread out, with a bit of derelict lamb dung, which is tantamount to adding warm pants to it; and when the first knife of the spring is cut out and a thin cover is replaced with fresh sheets of sweat. Don't underestimate the two centimetres, the roots are deep, seven days early in the next year, and the colours are greener than others。
And then it's "x." fertilizers are strong, cauliflowers don't eat fast food, leaves are yellow in a sip, like they're burning their heads. It's called the "silent mix" -- decomposed manure as the staple food, grass and ashes as a small dish. As soon as potassium is in place, the blades carry their own wax layer, and the tooth pain can only be moved. The most hidden trick is “three days after the cut”: the nutrient store is empty, watered with light water, like glucose, and seven days later, the new leaf is wide enough to be a belt。
The hardest part is not cutting. At 40 degrees, the cauliflower is actually “panting”, and at this point the knife is forcing it to work all night long and to “heart trouble”. People who are experienced in old-fashioned ways tend to grow grass and do not sicken; in the rain, the scalding of the scalds is passed on, faster than the cold. The worst is the new seedlings, the first year of heartlessness, and the second year of it, when it comes to you with a big sword. The three-inch stake is for it to wear a bulletproof vest; one centimetre more and one small piece less, no one wants to do it。
It has been calculated that the same half an acre, which is based on a machine, can add three more times a year and reduce the number of knives by one quarter. Don't underestimate the three. When the market price is the highest, a kilo is five kilos of summer. Instead of talking about poetry and faraways, the vegetable recognizes the sound of the “twilight” — the amount of money spent and the joy of the land。
Open the mouth, it's the point of taking a step forward: in winter, when the earth is hidden, it starts to rise early in the spring; in summer, when the leaves breathe, in autumn, it smokes a knife; when it gets fatter, the food grows longer; and when the knife is less, it takes a basket. Growing herbs is as fast as living, blocking the road behind。
I'd like to keep the berylliard “coarse and large” so don't rush to ask the land for answers and learn to stop at key nodes. The land remembers every time you're gentle and sneaking interest into the next sound。
