Datang Nongwang

Chapter 214
Li Chongyuan forgot.

Without the blessing of fertility, it is absolutely impossible to have a harvest of nearly a thousand catties.

and.

Just the pile of taro piled up in front of his eyes.

Among them, the size is still the main one.

The big one only accounts for less than one-third of it.

Such a harvest, in the previous life, would probably be laughed to death.

Yield per mu of taro.

That's more than four thousand catties.

Even if Li Chongyuan planted one acre, the yield would be two thousand catties at most, and it was only with the blessing of horse manure that such a huge harvest could be achieved.

I don't know why Li Chongyuan was so happy standing there.

Qiao Su approached Li Chongyuan and pushed Li Chongyuan who was still living in fantasy, "Little Lang, Xiao Lang."

When Li Chongyuan came back to his senses, he laughed again, "Haha, good harvest, what a good harvest, old Qiao, hurry up, tell them to get these taro back quickly."

"Okay." Qiao Su responded happily after receiving the order.

Although taro is a bit difficult to see in the north.

But my little man has really spent a lot of effort since he planted it a few months ago.

Even he, Qiao Su, would come to the taro field from time to time for a walk.

But now with this output, Qiao Su finally saw the spilled copper coins, and finally turned around.

When Li Chongyuan saw those helpers throwing taro into the basket carelessly, he became anxious immediately. "Be careful, don't break the skin, otherwise, I won't have any seeds."

"Xiao Langjun, there is still some mud on the outside of this taro, and it won't be damaged." A helper didn't care about Li Chongyuan's reaction, and shook a taro covered with some mud at Li Chongyuan.

Li Chongyuan was not at ease, and still nervously said: "That's not okay, handle it with care, I will choose these taro seeds for next year, if the skin is broken, it will be ruined."

Everyone got what Li Chongyuan said, so they could only handle it carefully.

An hour later.

In Li Chongyuan's small courtyard.

The taro spread all over the ground.

The big yams are arranged in one piece, the medium ones are arranged in a ball, and the small ones are spread out in another piece.

By this time, it was time for breakfast.

Those helpers who finished their work had already gone to get the pancakes.

"Xiao Langjun, are these yams just placed in the small courtyard? If it rains, won't it be broken?" Dadu looked at the yams all over the small courtyard, and then looked at Li Chongyuan, who was getting carried away with joy.

At this moment, Li Chongyuan is planning in his mind to try a taro dish for breakfast.

after all.

In the process of digging taro just now, at least dozens of catties were dug up.

The taro that has been dug up cannot be planted.

Even if it is a good taro, it is impossible to plant as many as possible.

According to the memory of Li Chongyuan's previous life.

Taro seedlings cannot be selected large or small.

You have to choose a moderate one.

And this moderate one is naturally the one that is not too big or too small.

As for whether there are other methods, Li Chongyuan really doesn't know.

This also made Li Chongyuan regret why he studied aquatic products instead of agronomy and seed science in his previous life.

Even if you study gardening, that would be fine.

This time it is good.

Everything has to recall the books I read in my previous life, and I also have to think about agriculture from the major I have studied.

This is really embarrassing for Li Chongyuan.

and.

As far as Li Chongyuan knows.

The methods of growing crops are also different in the north and the south.

It's like growing soybeans.

In the north, the method of planting beans is generally adopted for large-scale planting.

In the south, because it is not planted in a large area, it is generally used to plant soybeans by first raising seedlings and then transplanting.

This is just one of them.

Others are more.

For example, potatoes are planted whole in the north and cut into pieces in the south.

and many more.

There are many differences.

For now.

Because Li Chongyuan was from Jiangxi province in the south in his previous life, he only knew how to plant in his hometown.

So this selection of seedlings is also the same.

Li Chongyuan didn't care about Dadu's words, and picked out some of the spoiled yams, "Dadu, wash these yams for me, and I will make a pot of dishes that you have never eaten before."

Dadu got the instructions, and began to wash the taro in the pressurized well.

It's been half an hour.

In the kitchen, there was a faint fragrance.

"Okay, take out the taro and soak it in cold water, then peel off the skin and put it in the basin." Standing outside the kitchen, Li Chongyuan felt that the time was almost up.

Dadu got the order again, and started to work again.

And this time.

Qiao Su came to the small courtyard with a cane, and saw Dadu and the others busy at the pressurized well, "My lord, the food is ready, do you want to have breakfast first?"

"Old Qiao, you came at the right time. Let's go eighth. You follow Lao Qiao to get some staple food. Old Qiao, you can ask your sister to come over later, and I will make a taro dish for you to try later." Li Chongyuan saw Qiao Su After coming over, the face is also happy.

The reason for his joy is, of course, that he wants these people to be his guinea pigs.

Is the taro dish good?

Li Chongyuan really didn't know.

Although I have done it myself in my previous life, people in different places have different tastes.

Some people like it, and some people don't.

At this time, there are not too many seasonings, and there are no green vegetables. If you want to make a pot of green vegetables and taro dishes, you really need some ingredients.

Just with these people around, Li Chongyuan can also try his hand.

If it succeeds, there will be another delicious dish in the Yingbin building.

Qiao Su also nodded happily when Li Chongyuan was preparing a new dish, and then took Xingba to his house.

For Li Chongyuan to do new dishes.

Qiao Su is definitely happy.

Every time Li Chongyuan just cooks, even if it is not a new dish, Qiao Su's mouth waters.

Everyone in the Li family, and everyone in Li Zhuang, didn't know that the dishes made by Li Chongyuan were delicious.

There is no one who does not want to taste the dishes made by Li Chongyuan.

After a moment.

Brother Qiao Hui came over.

A bucket of ready-made soup cakes by Xingba has also returned.

Soon after.

In the kitchen, the smell is frequent.

It made no matter whether it was the helper or the people in the small courtyard, they all swallowed their saliva fiercely.

"Okay, it's time to serve." After a while, Li Chongyuan put all the taro dishes in the pot into the basin, clapped his palms and shouted that the dishes are ready.

As soon as the taro dish is served.

There is no need for Li Chongyuan to say much, as long as Li Chongyuan starts first, everyone is like a hungry tiger rushing to eat, scrambling to scoop up the taro vegetables in the basin.

And then.

The sound of sucking soup cakes and taro dishes can be heard endlessly.

Li Chongyuan began to wonder if these people were reincarnated from starvation.

This is not eating, this is fighting.

(End of this chapter)