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Chapter 120 The busy Ouyang Yiyun
Ouyang Yiyun has a lot of potato seeds and yam in his hands, but compared to the land of several Zhuangzi, it can only be said to be a drop in the bucket.

Even though he had asked his subordinates to give him a lot more gifts a year ago, it was still a drop in the bucket.

Fortunately, he had people collect all the leftovers outside Li Xiao's house. At least this year, we can grow more yams.

Thinking about the sweet potato, Ouyang Yiyun took out his pen and ink and wrote a letter to Li Xiao of Liuning Mansion.

Five days later, Li Xiao looked at the letter in his hand and began to think.

She had never eaten yam vermicelli in her previous life, but she seemed to have heard of it. She really didn't know how to make it.

Now that Ouyang mentioned it, it seems that he can give it a try?
Li Xiao was not in a hurry to reply to Ouyang Yiyun, but planned to try it himself first, and if it works, then talk to him!

Li Xiao didn't know, she wasn't in a hurry, but Ouyang Yiyun was a little anxious waiting for her reply.

Ouyang Yiyun's letter not only mentioned the potato vermicelli, but also some gossip about daily life. He expected Li Xiao to write back and chat with him.

Unfortunately, Li Xiao, a straight woman, has no such awareness at all.

Li Xiao, the straight daughter, is currently selecting some yam that are not suitable for seed saving, intending to use it to practice making yam vermicelli.

Before making it, she did a good search of her past life memories, trying to find any trace of inadvertent browsing, but she really had no impression.

However, because of Ouyang Yiyun's letter, Li Xiao thought of another thing that could be made into vermicelli: sweet potatoes.

In the countryside, there are a lot of sweet potatoes grown, but not too much. The main reason is that they cannot be sold at a high price, and they cannot eat too much at home. The sweet potato leaves can be eaten by livestock.

Speaking of which, although the yield of sweet potatoes is not as high as that of potatoes, it should not be a problem to produce three thousand kilograms per mu, and according to the climate of Liuning Prefecture, two seasons a year is not a problem.

Thinking of this, Li Xiao summoned Li Kui and Li Cunliang and asked them to go back to the countryside to collect some sweet potatoes as much as possible to use as seeds.After giving these instructions, Li Xiao took the yam and started making the yam vermicelli.

Following the instructions for making potato flour, Li Xiao first tried to steam and crush the yam noodles and mix them into the noodles. She tried it with her dough squeezer. She personally believed that the texture of the yam noodles was better than that of potato flour. The taste is a little worse, but there may be many people who like it. You can tell shopkeeper Liu about this method.

In another way, Li Xiao planned to make some starch like potatoes, but in the end, it didn't feel right.

After pondering for a while, an idea suddenly struck me, and I thought that I had heard of yam powder in my previous life. It seemed like dried yam slices were ground into powder.

I hurriedly washed, peeled, sliced, steamed, and dried the remaining yams. Half a day passed in just one operation.

Fortunately, it wasn't much. Li Xiao used a stone grinder to crush the dried potato slices.

After struggling for two days, she finally made some yam vermicelli. It wasn't until she added vegetables for dinner and everyone commented well that Li Xiao felt relieved.

The next day, the unhurried straight girl Li Xiao finally remembered to write a reply to someone.

Looking at Ouyang Yiyun.

After sending the letter, Ouyang Yiyun began to count the time and wait for a reply, but he couldn't wait for the reply. He was a little sulky and had to devote himself to Zhuangzi wholeheartedly.

There are almost two or three Zhuangzi visits every day to supervise the progress and ask the Ministry of Works to follow. Old Liu and the craftsmen are busy with the workshop.

At the end of February, potato seeds and yam sprouts sprouted, and all the farms became even busier. Ouyang Yiyun went out early and came back late every day. When he returned to his yard, he didn't want to move.

On this day, Ouyang Yiyun, who was leaning on the chair, cursed Li Xiao in a low voice as "little heartless" as usual. After he finished speaking, his entourage knocked on the door and came in with a letter.

(End of this chapter)