NOVEL NEXT Chapter 172
Chapter 172 – What Are Sweet Potatoes?
Chapter 172 What is sweet potato?
Seeing that its wound was recovering well, she changed its medicine again and bandaged it again.
The little white tiger ate all the meat in a short while.
Nangong Anshan hugged it, stroked its head and said: “Be good, don’t harm the things I planted, I’ll come and see you when I have time, okay?”
Little White Tiger nodded.
Nangong Anshan said: “Don’t worry, your mother didn’t give up on you, this roe deer meat was sent by your mother.”
The little white tiger nodded again.
Nangong Anshan talked to it for a while, went to harvest what should be harvested in the field, plant what should be planted, and left the space.
She originally thought that the big white tiger would only send prey for one day, but she didn’t expect that for seven days in a row, the big white tiger would release prey at Nangong Anshan’s house every day.
Wild goats, roe deer, wild boars, pheasants, hares, etc. are delivered in different styles every day, which saves her a lot of time hunting for the villagers, and the family members rarely go to the city to buy meat.
Because the big white tiger came every day, everyone in the family knew that a big white tiger came to bring them food every day, and the meat they ate every day was also brought by the big white tiger.
After everyone in the family knew about it, they were a little panicked at first, but seeing that the big white tiger brought so much meat every time, and every time it left after delivering the meat, Nangong Anshan also seemed to understand everything when talking to it, and it also seemed to be a big white tiger. Gradually let go of defense.
Especially Nangong Cheng, Nangong Mo and Nangong Yao, after hearing that the big white tiger was coming, they got up early every day and waited at the door, just to take a look at the big white tiger.
As long as they see the big white tiger coming, they will be extremely satisfied.
During this period of time, many villagers’ houses have been built. Although they are a little smaller, they are mud-brick houses, so keeping warm in winter is not a problem.
Nangong Anshan also fulfilled her promise, as long as they built the house, they would be left to work in the field, and a job was arranged for each of them.
On this day, Nangong Anshan planned to go to the field.
On the way, she met Zhou Lizheng, and went to the sweet potato field with him.
Arriving at the sweet potato field, Nangong Anshan did not let others do it for the time being, but picked up the **** for digging sweet potatoes and started digging.
A villager hurriedly said: “Little Boss, how dare you let you do it yourself, why don’t you let me do it?”
Nangong Anshan said: “It’s okay, I’ll just dig a few times, so I won’t tire myself.”
After speaking, she continued to dig.
Others saw that she was digging more easily than them, as if they were playing. Thinking of her divine power, they let her go.
Not long after, Nangong Anshan dug out some sweet potatoes.
Seeing that there were indeed sweet potatoes, she hurried forward to check.
The sweet potato vines produced by the space are different. Each sweet potato grows to the same size, and each one is bigger than her two palms combined.
Nangong Anshan held two sweet potatoes, turned her head and smiled and said, “Grandpa Lizheng, come over and have a look, this is a sweet potato. This sweet potato grows really well, and it hasn’t been bitten by insects at all.”
Zhou Lizheng stepped forward and took a look at the sweet potato, and said, “Is this edible?”
“Yes, this is delicious.”
“Then how do you eat this?”
“It can be eaten raw, roasted, cooked with rice, or steamed.”
“Can it be eaten raw?”
“Yes.” As Nangong Anshan said, she began to peel the skin with the knife she carried with her, then tasted it for everyone around her, and said, “It’s a bit hard when eaten raw, but it’s softer when cooked.”
Everyone present tried it.
Cao Zhenya said: “It’s sweet.”
Zhou Lizheng said: “It’s delicious.”
“The taste is very good.”
“I didn’t expect this sweet potato to be so delicious.”
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Nangong Anshan smiled and said, “Actually, I like roasting this sweet potato best.”
Zhou Lizheng said: “Ashan, why did you grow this sweet potato?”
Nangong Anshan said: “Soon you will know that these sweet potatoes are ready to be harvested, Aunt Cao, call some people from other places over, try to get all the sweet potatoes from the four mu of land within one day After harvesting, weigh the yield per mu again.”
Seeing her anxious look, Cao Zhenya said: “Okay, I’ll call someone right now.”
Soon, hundreds of villagers started digging sweet potatoes at the same time.
Many people are powerful and fast. It took less than half a day to dig out all the sweet potatoes.
Nangong Anshan asked people to put them all in sacks and weigh them while loading.
Zhou Li was looking at the sweet potatoes in the field, and said in surprise, “Ah Shan, the yield of these sweet potatoes is estimated to be over a thousand catties per mu.”
“Well, there must be thousands of catties.”
This is an understatement.
Zhou Li was looking at Nangong Anshan excitedly.
This girl’s luck is also very good, she can get thousands of catties in return by planting anything she wants.
At this moment, a strange middle-aged man came to Nangong Anshan and asked, “Girl, what are you doing?”
Nangong Anshan turned her head and glanced at the middle-aged man, frowned and asked, “Uncle, who are you?”
The middle-aged man coughed lightly and said, “I’m a rich businessman from the city. I came to hunt in the mountains. I saw how lively your place is, so I came to see the situation.”
Nangong Anshan glanced behind him and saw dozens of guards standing in the distance, the corners of her mouth twitched violently.
This person’s ostentation was too great, and he actually brought twenty or thirty people out.
The middle-aged man saw that Nangong Anshan did not speak, and continued to ask: “Girl, can you tell me what you plant?”
Nangong Anshan’s intuition told her that the person in front of her was not a bad person, and Boy Tai Le also said that there is no need to be wary of this person, just say what you want, and said, “I planted sweet potatoes.”
“What is a sweet potato?”
“A kind of food that can be eaten as a staple food.”
“Eat it as a staple food? Isn’t there rice? How do you eat fruit as a staple food?”
“This is different. For ordinary people, rice is still too expensive, and the yield per mu of rice is far from that of sweet potatoes.”
“You mean the yield per mu of sweet potatoes is higher than that of rice?”
Zhou Lizheng heard the words and listened carefully.
“That’s right.” Nangong Anshan said, “It’s much taller than rice, and it’s easy to store in the cellar. It won’t be a problem for half a year. And the sweet potato vines and leaves are the green ones you see right now. , can be fed to pigs, but pigs like to eat pig food cooked with sweet potato vines and leaves.”
Zhou Lizheng said: “If you say that, this sweet potato is really a treasure.”
“Yes, the specific yield per mu will be known later.”
The middle-aged man did not leave after hearing the words. He also wanted to hear how high the yield per mu of sweet potatoes was.
Those who needed to write halfway, Zhou Lizheng went to help.
(end of this chapter)