"Well, Father, this doesn't look good. Come and taste the sweet potatoes first!"
Zhao Chen looked at the charred sweet potatoes in the basin. At first glance, he was really unappetizing!
He reached out and picked up the largest piece of sweet potato, cut it with a dagger, and handed it to Zulong.
"Ah~ hot, hot, hot! It doesn't look good, but it does smell good!
Is this called sweet potato? Very sweet! Soft and glutinous! Don’t be dumbfounded, both dear friends, come and try it! "
Zu Long looked at the sweet potato handed over by Zhao Chen, hesitated again and again, and finally failed to resist the temptation of the aroma.
I still took it and took a big bite. I was burned and screamed after just one bite.
Then he gave a very high evaluation and invited Wang Ben and Zhang Han to taste it.
"Father, please slow down! There are plenty of them! Eat slowly and don't burn them!
You two adults, you can cut it yourself. You can’t eat the skin, but the pulp inside is edible! "
Zhao Chen patted Zu Long on the back and inserted the dagger in his hand on the table.
"Chen'er, where did your sweet potato come from? I've never heard of it!"
Zu Long quickly finished chewing the sweet potatoes in his hand, and then took the freshly cut potatoes from Zhang Han's hand.
"Father, what you ate just now was sweet potatoes, and now this is potatoes!
Although they look similar, they are two completely different things! "
"Oh, these potatoes are not as delicious as sweet potatoes! They are neither sweet nor bland, but quite soft and glutinous! Burp~"
Zulong gnawed on potatoes, but they didn’t taste as good as sweet potatoes!
But adhering to the principle of not wasting, I still finished it!
The feeling of satiety is quite strong. Zulong has only eaten a few pieces and already feels almost full.
"Roasted potatoes do not taste as good as roasted sweet potatoes! But the yield is higher than sweet potatoes! Father, do you want another one?"
Zhao Chen peeled half a piece of sweet potato and handed it to Zulong
"High? How high? No matter how high it is, is it as high as a sweet potato?"
Zulong took the sweet potato, looked at it, and put it in Zhang Han's bowl.
"Absolutely! How many kilograms?"
Zhao Chen thought for a while and said, anyway, the yield is higher than sweet potatoes!
"How much more? Cough cough cough!"
Zhang Han just stuffed the piece of sweet potato given by Zulong into his mouth and heard Zhao Chen's report about the yield.
In shock, I forgot to chew for a moment and swallowed it directly.
Now my face is flushed, my eyes are wide open, and I can't stop coughing.
Bang bang bang~
"Master Zhang, are you okay? Eat slowly. It's easy to choke on potatoes and sweet potatoes!"
Zhao Chen saw his appearance and quickly got up and came behind Zhang Han.
She used all her strength to suck the milk and slapped her back hard.
"Thank...Thank you, Mr. Sir, I'm fine! You just said that the yield is the same as sweet potatoes, and how many kilograms are there?"
Zhang Han felt like his back would be broken by Zhao Chen's slap, but he couldn't care less!
He turned around and looked at Jiang Lai with wide eyes. He looked at Zu Long and Wang Ben as if he had seen a ghost.
"That's right! It weighs several thousand kilograms! And these potatoes are easier to grow than sweet potatoes, and the maturity period only takes more than 60 days!"
Seeing that Zhang Han was fine, Zhao Chen sat back to his original position.
"Chen'er, you can't joke with my father! Are you telling the truth?"
Zu Long took Zhao Chen's hand and was very excited.
"Of course it's real! It's more real than real gold!"
"Chen'er, what have you experienced these years? Where do all these auspicious things come from?"
Zu Long said excitedly, and Wang and Zhang also looked at Zhao Chen expectantly.
They only knew that Zhao Chen suddenly came back from the dead, but they didn't know the secret of his ten-year disappearance!
"I have been here all these years, guarding this hut! As for those crops, I found them from this mountain!"
Zhao Chen stood up, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the endless mountains in front of him, looking like a master from this world.
"Sir, what on earth is the toilet bag you gave me? It's not easy to use at all, and it wears out as soon as you exert force!"
Just when Zu Long and others looked at Zhao Chen's back in a daze, dressed as 13,
An unpleasant voice came from the door. The person who came was none other than Meng Yi!
"Meng Yi, why have you been there for so long! I thought you fell in!
Come and try these sweet potatoes, they are soft and glutinous, sweet and delicious! "
Zulong looked at Meng Yi who had returned, picked up a sweet potato and greeted this man.
He had been in the latrine for so long, he really thought he had fallen into the latrine!
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward."
Meng Yi stepped forward, took the sweet potato with both hands, and stood aside respectfully.
"Master Meng, don't stand, sit down! Master Meng, how did you use the toilet seat I gave you?"
When did so many people come to this hut? There are not enough chairs!
Zhao Chen could only give up his small bench to Meng Yi, and then asked Jin Yiwei to bring in the tree stump used for splitting from outside the courtyard to use as a stool!
"Master, how can I let you sit up there? Let me sit there!"
Meng Yi saw Zhao Chen sitting on the tree stump and quickly stood up and said
"Sit down if I ask you to! You should answer Chen'er's question first!"
Zu Long said with an unkind look, "It's just a toilet chip!" Why can’t I use it anymore?
Zhao Chen is his precious son. To question Zhao Chen is to question him!
"No... Your Majesty, Young Master. I used the toilet chip as usual, but with this force... it broke!"
Meng Yi lowered his head and said with a red face, the papyrus was pierced!
As a result, I could only pick a few leaves to make ends meet!
I was back a long time ago, but I wasted a lot of time washing my hands!
"Hahaha! Master Meng, forgive me, it's all my fault! I forgot to remind Master Meng not to use too much force!
Mine is straw paper, which is different from ordinary toilet chips! The tissue paper needs to be wiped gently! "
When Meng Yi said he had been stabbed just now, Zhao Chen had already thought of it!
He laughed so happily! In this era, going to the toilet is simply a nightmare for Zhao Chen!
As for the toilet chip, I would be in tears if I talked about it too much! Fortunately, the system has rewarded [Papermaking]
But the paper made by Zhao Chen is good for writing, but not so good for use as straw paper! I don’t know which step went wrong!
In the end, the system couldn't stand it anymore and promised Zhao Chen that if he could do 10,000 push-ups every month, he would be rewarded with a box of tissue paper!
"Chen'er, Meng Aiqing! What are you talking about! What toilet chips or toilet paper? Why can't I understand a word?"
Zu Long looked at Meng Yi, who was blushing with shame, and then at Zhao Chen, who was laughing with tears in his eyes.
Confused! Isn’t it just a toilet chip? What other tricks can Zhao Chen come up with?
"Oh, that's it! This is what I call papyrus!"
Zhao Chen took out the few remaining pieces of tissue paper from his body and placed them on the table.
"That's it? A thin piece, can it be used as a toilet chip?"
Zu Long picked up one and looked at it. He now understood why Meng Yi stabbed it through!
"Yes, not only can it be used as a toilet seat, but it can also be used for wiping some other things!"
Zhao Chen deliberately put some sweet potatoes on his fingers, then wiped the feeling with tissue paper and demonstrated to everyone while sitting down.
"This papyrus is actually the lowest type of paper. I also have a good kind of paper here. Just wait!"
Zhao Chen got up and walked towards the hut
