Wear ancient times with a house

Chapter 117 Collecting Potatoes [Monthly Ticket Added]
In the end, the twists and turns are the occasional waves in life. Most of the time, the days always pass by calmly.

The matters of the Sun family, or the old affairs of the Zhao family, have no effect on Song Yun. She still goes to and from school very regularly, takes exam breaks, and almost forgets the potatoes she worked so hard to sow half a year ago.

It has to be said that Song Yun has a "bear breaking a stick" temperament, and often does other things, leaving behind the things he was concerned about before.

It seems that apart from occasionally going to her parents' yard to look for them, Song Yun would take a look by the way to make sure that "germinated" and "flowered", she hardly cared about this small potato field anymore.

That is to say, Baisui was stable enough, and he worked tirelessly to take care of the few seedlings, and simply recorded the growth process with symbols. Finally, one day in July, Baisui saw that the leaves were turning yellow and withered. After a bit of digging, I dug out a few heavy "fruits" wrapped in soil.

With some hesitation, she rinsed it with water, revealing the yellow skin inside, and then confirmed that it should have been planted, and quickly showed it to Mrs. Chen.

Shen didn't know potatoes either, so she vaguely thought about the basket of strange-shaped fruits her daughter bought last year. It seemed that there were indeed such things, but the ones she grew at home were a little smaller than the ones she bought.

Bai Sui asked:
"Madam, do you want to dig them all out? I see that there are quite a lot."

After thinking about it, Shen still refused:
"Forget it, sister Yun will definitely want to take a look when she comes back, and maybe she wants to dig it out herself. If we dig it out, she won't be happy."

It must be said that she really is the mother-in-law Mo Ruomu. After Song Yun came back from school, she heard that the potatoes had grown, so she ran to Shen's yard excitedly, and even followed along curiously with Song Ce and Song Zhen.

Song Yun looked at the potatoes that Bai Sui had dug out, and finally had a solid understanding of the matter: she was real!Potatoes were really grown in ancient times!
This is one of the crops that made the population of ancient China explode!
To be more utilitarian, isn't this potato seed and this output worth changing your family?

Song Yun fantasized about the good days when he would send slaves to call his maidservants, eat delicious food, drink spicy food, cuddle up to the fragrance and lean on jade, and decided to dig these precious potatoes himself.

Seeing her eyes, Shen knew what she wanted to do, and said quickly:

"The three of you go change your clothes first, and come digging after changing your clothes. We won't touch it anyway. Today's land belongs to you."

The three little ones were driven away, and the old lady Song, who had won the letter, came to join in the fun. She was worthy of being the daughter of a small landlord's family. She changed into light and old clothes early on. Looking at the plants, he weighed the potatoes dug out by Baisui and asked:
"How much did you plant in total?"

"Going back to the old lady, Sister Yun bought seven of them. After removing the ones that had been spoiled all winter, there were five left. When planting, they were cut into small pieces to grow buds, and some of them didn't grow out or were broken. .In the end, thirteen plants were planted."

The old lady Song counted, and it grew to eight plants, but it was not too bad. After all, it was a new crop, and no one knew how to plant it. She smiled and praised Baisui:
"I can't tell, but you are quite good at growing crops."

Bai Sui said shyly:

"It's not that I know how to plant it. The main reason is that it's really easy to grow. It just needs to be watered and weeded."

"No fertilization? Can it grow like this without fertilization?"

After hearing this, Shen's face froze, as if she had thought of something, and felt a little nauseous.

Bai Sui looked up at Shen Shi, and then replied:

"I applied a little bit later, but the smell was relatively strong, so I stopped."

Only then did Mrs. Song realize that it was not planted in the field, but in her son's yard.

She looked at the few flowers next to her, and then at the ugly fruit in her hand, she felt that her girl was really doing all kinds of tricks when she was tossing around.

Mrs. Song asked Bai Sui to go to the kitchen to ask for a knife, took a potato at random, cut it in half, and said to Shen Shi:

"Hey, do you think it looks like a pumpkin? It grows in the ground, so let's call it sweet potato."

Song Yun happened to change clothes and rushed over, when he heard the phrase "sweet potatoes", he felt shocked instantly, what kind of sweet potatoes, the sweet potatoes haven't been planted yet!

She didn't even wait for her two elder brothers, she ran over quickly and said to Mrs. Song:

"Grandma, how can it be called a sweet potato? It doesn't look like a melon!"

Mrs. Song was puzzled, but it was just a name, call it whatever you want, maybe you will find out that it is a product of another place after a while, and then you must call it according to others.

"Look at this round one, which grows in the soil. Why don't you call it a potato."

"Heh, the round ones are beans? If you can find me a bean this big, I can call you grandma."

Seeing that the grandparent and grandson were about to quarrel, Shen felt a bit of a headache, but it was just a name, and it was worth worrying about whether it was called or not.

She said decisively:
"Come on, let's call it sweet potatoes. Sister Yun, don't waste your time, just dig if you want, it's time to eat later."

Song Yun was wronged, she had been ordering potatoes for more than 20 years, and it became sweet potatoes in minutes, but after school, she was also quite hungry, so she was too lazy to argue with the old lady, so she hurriedly greeted her two brothers:
"Big brother and second brother, come and help me dig, we can cook it after digging."

Song Zhen is willing to dig and play, but he is not willing to eat this thing. He is a life-saving person. Hearing what Song Yun said, he looked disgusted:
"Can this stuff be eaten? It won't be poisonous."

Song Ce didn't want to eat too much, but he still said something for the younger sister:

"Otherwise, let's go to the back kitchen to ask for a chicken, feed it a little, and eat it if it's not poisonous."

Song Yun thought brokenly:
"Of course it's not poisonous. The Hu merchant who sold it to me said it's their staple food, and it can be eaten as a vegetable."

Song Zhen is habitually talkative:
"Believe him when he says, you're not stupid."

Song Yun didn't bother to pay attention to him, and cut a small piece of the potato that Mrs. Song had just cut, and handed it to Bai Zhi:
"Sister Bai Zhi, go feed her, be careful not to get pecked."

Bai Zhi took the order to go, and the old lady laughed:
"You girl, you're taking it seriously. You won't be able to eat anymore today. Why are you in a hurry?"

"Why can't I eat it? I can make a plate in a while. Grandma, just wait and taste it. It's absolutely delicious."

Seeing that the three children were digging dirt, Mrs. Shen went up to help the mother-in-law:
"Mom, let them play here, let's go to the kitchen to see the situation."

After the elders left, the three brothers and sisters felt tired after digging for a while. Song Ce and Song Zhen called their boys over to help dig. After a while, Mo Zhu also came to help.

Fortunately, less than ten plants have been planted, and the output is limited. When there are more people, they are all dug out in minutes.

Silan has been doing farm work at home for several years, and she was quite shocked when she saw the potatoes on the ground:
"This sweet potato can grow so much. If it can be eaten, then it will be great."

　I have only broken corn cobs, picked strawberries, grapes and apples, but I really don’t know much about potato planting, which is basically done by Du Niang.Well, let's all take a look.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)