The King of Quick Transmigration took the wrong cannon fodder script!

Chapter 77 The Pocket Sister of the School Belle (76)
Hundreds of photos from the digital camera were developed immediately after going down the mountain.

The stunning scenery, the stunning golden body of the Bodhisattva, and the interesting expressions of the members of the group of relatives and friends captured by Youyu.

Hundreds of photos were distributed to each family, and two more copies were added to Grandma You's photo album, which were circulated immediately after returning to the village.

Elderly old lady, who is not confused when looking at the golden body of Bodhisattva?

See how the old lady Renyou lives?You can run to the mountains to escape the heat in summer!

It's still that their sons are not up to date, they lack a granddaughter of the God of Wealth than the old lady!

It’s not that they don’t want to go, they have to stay outside for one night to watch the sunrise, most of them retreat, the older they get, the more they can’t leave home.

You Yu's ears became hot for another two days, and this day he received a call from Yang Erwa:

"Sister, my red sweet potato can't grow any longer. I dug a few and tasted it. It's very crunchy and sweet when eaten raw!"

Ah?Sweet potato!

You Yu slapped his head, having had so much fun playing on the mountain, the red sweet potato forgot the back of his head, "You dig out all the red sweet potato first, wait for my call, and let my uncle go up the mountain to find you in a few days."

The old man listened to the general idea, and happily went to the sandy field with a hoe on his shoulder.

He went happily, and was still angry when he came back.

"Where's the bang?" He took a large stalk of red potato that the old man was carrying. It didn't look big, there were about three or four, and the biggest one probably weighed half a catty.

The skin of the sweet potato is purple, and it is grown in fine sand, and the surface looks very smooth.

Another fruit and vegetable that looks good, except for its size.

"Our family dug late, and many of them were bitten by mice!"

The red sweet potato vines were all over the ground, and they were not checked next to each other.

The old man probably walked around before digging, and found the clue when he uncovered the sweet potato vine.

"Let's dig out all of them today. If a mouse steals their mouth, it means that our sweet potato must be very sweet!"

The newly dug red sweet potato has a lot of water vapor, so the old man let it hang on the ground for a few days.

In terms of identifying the quality of sweet potatoes, it must be the elder brother Fang Hongbing, who used more than 20 years of experience in the industry to do science popularization for his niece:
"Sweet sweet potato meat is too dry, it will get stuck in your throat; too powdery, you can't eat it if you don't drink water; too watery, it will become rotten after cooking; there are too many silks on the surface, it will get stuck between your teeth; it is neither sweet nor tasty. ;It doesn’t smell good after roasting, and it doesn’t have the same taste as when I was a child!”

You Yu nodded straightly, her uncle is a professional!

In the Tibetan oven, a charcoal fire is raised on a hot day.
It's not yet ripe, but the unique smell of sweet potato is so strong that you can smell it in the yard.

The baked skin is not sticky at all, and it peels off quite smoothly.

Open it while it is hot, and the orange-red sweet potato is covered with caramel-colored molasses, which is quite attractive just by looking at the color.

The family members who ate it said:
One word, sweet!

Two words, delicious!

Three words, still want to eat!
To sum it up: the taste is dense, the meat is delicate, there is no silk or gluten, and it melts in the mouth.

Fang Hongbing shouted, "Extreme red sweet potato! The leader in the roasted sweet potato world!"

He is really not a person who refuses to delve into it. He has roasted red, yellow, white and purple sweet potatoes before.

In order to buy a good sweet potato, I also heard that the sweet potato from which mountain is sweet, and which mountain I ran to.

In this category right now, the sweetness and taste of roasting surpasses everything.

And the small size also has the advantage of being small, so you don't need to cook it first and then bake it.

If it is in his big oven, it can be cooked through medium and high temperature for [-] minutes at most half an hour.

It's so delicious, if a baked sweet potato doesn't sell for a dollar, he's incompetent!
Youyu’s fertile sandy land yields 6000 catties of fresh potatoes per mu, while Yang Erwa’s mountainous and hilly land yields half that.

Fang Hongbing only bought 4000 catties in total.

The rest, of course, will be used to save seeds!
He patted his thigh excitedly, "As long as next year's sweet potatoes sell me tens of thousands of catties, I can rent a shop to roast them!"

The original intention of You Yuzhong's sweet potato was to do business for his family, so he nodded and said, "It's really possible, uncle, you have a small try this year, and next year you will do it big! If you are willing to buy my family's sweet potato seeds, I will help you too. Let's talk together!"

In You Fengxian's heart, it is as sweet as the red sweet potato that she just ate. This is really a dear niece, and she can buy high-priced fine varieties specially for her family's roasted sweet potato business.

The old man is not the one who does good deeds without leaving his name. He told the eldest daughter clearly that the 120 catties of sweet potato seeds, plus the shipping cost, cost more than one yuan per catty.

The couple said words of thanks over and over again.

The children have the ability to make a fortune, and the happiest thing is the parents. The old man and the eldest son-in-law got drunk happily.

Yang Erwa's father looked at the money his son took home, and couldn't believe his eyes. His family's bright red sweet potatoes were actually sold for [-] cents a catty.

That is to say, planting two acres of sweet potatoes can sell tens of thousands of catties of sweet potatoes (Shage) on top of a mountain in his family!

In addition to returning 1000 catties of red sweet potatoes to the Goddess of Wealth for seedling money, and selling 1000 catties to the relatives of the Goddess of Wealth, the rest will be kept as seeds, and will be planted next year!

How much money do you have to make!
Yang Erwa was also very excited, the Goddess of Wealth really lived up to her reputation, so he just asked a question, and pointed out a way to get rich for his family by mistake!
Regardless of Yang Erwa's family's gratitude to You Yu, every move of You Yu's family has attracted the attention of the villagers, and the red sweet potato harvest has also received a wave of hot searches.

When asked about Grandpa You, he couldn't help but feel complacent: "It's not that her eldest uncle's roasted sweet potato business is out of business, Xiaoyu is also a good variety of sweet potato bought through various relationships!"

"What's the result?" Everyone raised their necks and waited for the next sentence.

The old man took his time, smacking his mouth and reminiscing about the sweet potato porridge in the morning: "Anyway, I haven't eaten such a sweet sweet potato in the past 68 years, and it was bought by her uncle for eight cents a catty."

"hiss!"

"Sweet sweet potatoes are becoming more expensive."

"I just want to taste it, how sweet it is!"

It's useless to think about it, the sweet potato seed is the sweet potato itself, which was hidden by the old man like a golden treasure.

As far as the villagers' enthusiasm for growing greenhouse vegetables is concerned, they will definitely not grow sweet potatoes, which last for half a year and are not very profitable.

Who do you sell it to?You Yu hasn't figured it out yet, anyway, it's still too early to raise seedlings next year, so let's let it go.

The family didn't stick to food, relatives and friends each gave dozens of catties, and even You Ci, who was far away in Beijing, received "hometown specialties".

It wasn't that Youyu wanted to give it away, but her grandma thought that this thing could go through postal parcels, and it was no worse than cherry radishes and tomatoes.

When the Su family saw the red sweet potato, they didn't know what they were thinking, and they said, our grandma Zhezhe is being polite.

The hands were very honest, and no one touched the plate of sweet potatoes that was steamed that night.

The one-and-a-half-year-old boy didn't understand adults' lawsuits. After his grandmother peeled off a small piece of sweet potato, he ate it up to save face.

(End of this chapter)