My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 560 is food

"You guys are eating and drinking!"

The two who were chatting suddenly heard Liu Mingzhi's voice, without the slightest look of surprise, obviously they had already discovered the arrival of First Young Master Liu.

Looking sideways, Wen Renzheng Liu Yier's mouth spit out the wine, and saw Young Master Liu standing on the steps of the gazebo with ragged clothes, bruised nose and swollen face, looking at the two of them resentfully!

Liu Yi put down the wine glass in his hand and helped First Young Master Liu onto the stone bench and sat down: "Master, why did you become like this?"

Wen Renzheng also put down the barbecue in his hand: "You kid got into a fight with someone, no, how could you happen to meet someone in the Jianghu in such a short time?"

First Young Master Liu grabbed a piece of tender barbecue and devoured it voraciously, looking at Wen Renzheng who looked at him in surprise.

"Old man, you've lived too long!"

First Young Master Liu said vaguely with his mouth full of roast meat, his mood almost collapsed, lightness kung fu is easy to use, but it is not stable.

It's okay to step on the branches, but you have to fall if you step on the leaves. Liu Mingzhi, who bumped and bumped along the way, almost fell into the dense forest hundreds of miles away.

Although Wen Renzheng didn't hear clearly what First Young Master Liu said, he guessed it pretty well.

He laughed cheerfully: "Your roots are fixed. It's only natural that you can't use it freely and stumble after you've just seen the way of martial arts. Just get used to it. You can ask Liu Yi, he has suffered more in martial arts than you. How many, how many good ladies do you have, are you still not satisfied?"

"Young Master. What the senior said is true, martial arts will inevitably have bumps and bumps, just get used to it slowly!"

Young Master Liu was full of grievances and could only smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach. He thought he could be as gentle as Qi Yun!
Comparing it with an old pervert like Wen Renzheng, it's just an afterimage at every turn, which is beyond ordinary people.

But it's not enough to use a little kung fu to make yourself black and blue.

"Others practice in winter and summer and in summer, the pain you have suffered since childhood is something you can't understand in your life. In order to practice martial arts in the past, you have to temper your body in the ice and snow to achieve today's achievements. No matter what it is, there is no shortcut. !"

"Yes, the students are taught!"

Liu Dashao, who had exhausted a lot of physical strength, ate two whole pieces of roast beef and mutton before regaining his strength.

Anyway, the clothes are already tattered and are no better than a beggar, so he casually wiped the oil on his body Young Master Liu lifted up the lantern beside him: "Father, come with me, the boy will show you something good."

"Okay, old man, just open your eyes!"

Wen Renzheng got up and looked at the oil stains on his hands, then at his clean Confucian shirt, and put his hands on Liu Mingzhi's tattered clothes to wipe them.

Liu Mingzhi rolled his eyes and didn't refuse, since he was going to lose it anyway, so just wipe it off.

"Grandpa, wait a minute, boy, go to the servant girl to get the key, come as soon as you go!"

Wen Renzheng looked at the quiet environment in the courtyard and nodded: "Go!"

"Ying'er, are you asleep?"

"No, young master, wait a moment, Ying'er will open the door right away!"

"Hurry up, the young master is in a hurry!"

"I'm coming!"

When the door opened, Ying'er exclaimed, "Ah!" and stepped back a few steps.

"Master?"

"Of course it's me, isn't he pretty!"

Panting, Ying'er patted her increasingly plump chest and gave the young master a white look: "Master, why did you become like this? Did you fight with someone? Come in quickly, Ying'er will give you the medicine!"

"No hurry, no hurry, where is the key to the side courtyard? Come back later and apply the medicine!"

Ying'er hesitantly took out the key from the drawer and handed it to First Young Master Liu: "Master, do you really not need to take the medicine?"

Young Master Liu waved his hands and ran out of the room like a gust of wind: "No need, remember to keep the door open!"

"understood!"

On the way, he took down two more lanterns and Liu Mingzhi joined Wen Renzheng.

"Old man, thank you for your hard work, pick up the lantern!"

no problem! "

The door was locked and opened, Liu Mingzhi carefully pulled Wen Renzheng in, and closed the door.

Wen Renzheng shook his head while looking wretched, and at the same time, he was even more curious about what made Liu Mingzhi act like a thief, and sneaked around in his own house.

"Old man, have you ever seen grain that yields twenty ten shi per mu?"

Liu Mingzhi originally wanted to say twenty shi, but in the end he said a conservative number, ten shi, even so, it was beyond the comprehension of the ancients.

Wen Renzheng frowned: "Nonsense, the yield of three stones per mu is the yield of the most fertile fertile land, and the yield of ten stones is simply impossible. You won't take the old man for a spin!"

Liu Mingzhi chuckled, grabbed the shovel at the side and walked towards the soil box for cultivating sweet potatoes.

"Old man, you'll know if you're talking nonsense later, let you see and see, you'll see it later, don't be so surprised that your jaw dropped."

Wen Renzheng also hesitated when he saw Liu Mingzhi's serious appearance, and followed Liu Mingzhi holding a lantern.

Liu Mingzhi picked a piece of sweet potato planted by Yinger in March, pulled the seedlings, nodded in satisfaction, and waved the shovel in his hand.

Wen Renzheng looked at the green sweet potato vines in the entire courtyard with some doubts. He didn't know what it was. Wild vegetables are not like wild vegetables, and food is not like food. What the hell is it!
"Hey, the ones that are carefully cared for are bigger than the ones planted in large areas. I just don't know how many fruits can be produced in one box. If there are more than three, it is not impossible to produce twenty stones per mu!"

Hearing Liu Mingzhi's muttered words, Wen Renzheng's eyes narrowed, he held up a lantern and looked at Liu Mingzhi, who was playing happily with a cuju-sized soil lump, and carefully identified the type of this soil lump.

However, Wen Renzheng exhausted his life's knowledge and couldn't recognize what the dirt lump in front of him was!
"one.five"

Liu Mingzhi swallowed his saliva looking at the five sweet potatoes of different sizes in front of him, these things are delicious no matter what.

It is extremely sweet when roasted, boiled, steamed, and dried sweet potatoes can be ground into flour to eat. It is simply a treasure in the era of lack of food.

He picked up the smallest sweet potato and went to the bucket beside him to wash it clean. He broke the thick and long sweet potato hard.

"Grandpa, how about the taste? In the past, in order to grow seedlings, the kid was so greedy that he didn't even want to eat one. It's a good thing, and the quantity is large enough to feed the people twice as long as Dalong."

Wen Renzheng took the sweet potato and held up a lantern to look at it. Seeing the white and tender sweet potato, he hesitated. Is this really edible?

However, First Young Master Liu had already set a perfect demonstration, the sweet and crisp sweet potato was chewing, and his expression was full of memories.

Seeing this, Wen Renzheng put the sweet potato in his mouth, took a bite and started to chew, his eyes lit up in the blink of an eye, the taste of the lump was beyond Wen Renzheng's expectation.

Sweet and delicious, even though he is seventy or eighty years old, the old man's teeth are no worse than Young Master Liu's.

Quickly cleaned up half of the sweet potato, Wen Renzheng thought about it for a while, and looked at Liu Mingzhi brightly: "Fruit?"

"No, food!"

(End of this chapter)