She originally wanted to take Nan Xing to spring hunting, because the old lady was in good health and wanted to join in the fun. It was inconvenient for Du Ruo to appear in front of the old lady, but she didn't expect that at noon, Nan Xing ate some tofu mixed with green onions. The tofu was overnight. I ran to the hut ten times in the second half of the day, and when we set off, I was still complaining of stomachache.
She had no choice but to hire a doctor for Nan Xing, let her stay in Chaoyu Pavilion to look after the house, take Du Ruo out, and let Du Ruo avoid the old lady.
As soon as Yin Ruzhu took a look at the formation, without waiting for Zhen Qing and Yin Fuli, she shouted with a smile: "Come and show me what good things are in such a big basket."
Following Zhen Qingyin's instructions, Du Ruo put the big basket down carefully, for fear of getting bumped.
Song Xian ran over, knelt down and picked up a sprouted potato. After a closer look, he threw the potato out in fear: "Ah, it's so scary! Cousin, what the hell is this? It's covered in sprouts, like a hedgehog. I'm covered in sprouts." Goosebumps!”
Song Xiang has trypophobia. When he was a child, he would get goosebumps when seeing bugs flying around the lamp.
She rubbed her arms and face, her face numb.
Du Ruo quickly caught the potato with quick eyes and hands, carrying it in his skirt for fear of knocking off the sprouts: "Miss Xiang, be careful. This is called a potato. If it sprouts, it means it is ready to be planted. We girls are very precious about it!"
Song Xiang huddled in Nanny Zeng's arms, not daring to come close.
In her previous life, Zhen Qingyin saw potatoes as commonplace, but this was the first time she saw sprouted potatoes. The green shoots were hard and grew in a circle. At first glance, they looked quite scary.
In the past few days, she watched it three times a day and saw green buds sprouting from the little green buds, but Song Xian didn't react so much.
Yin Ruzhu managed the huge government palace, and every year the head of the farm would come to report the harvest to her, so she knew a little about the crops, took the potatoes from Du Ruo's hand and asked: "Hey, Qing Yin, why haven't you seen this potato before? This red potato The red one is something I’ve never seen before. Are these two things edible?”
"My aunt is still well-informed," Zhen Qingyin said with a smile, "Cousin, this is not a ghost, but a life-saving thing! The yellow one is called a potato, and the red one is called a sweet potato.
It is a rare item that I accidentally bought from a passing vendor. It is said that it came to our Dajing from overseas and its output is extremely high. I asked carefully and found out that these two are eaten as staple foods in overseas countries. Potatoes are cooked and pink, like steamed buns, and sweet potatoes are sweet when cooked. "
If the plot cannot be changed and Song Jian assassinates the prince and Xiti confiscates the family and exterminates the clan, potatoes and sweet potatoes will be the life-saving straw.
Song Xiang shook his head hurriedly: "I won't eat it, I won't eat it, it's too scary! It looks like a weird little monster, and I even picked it up with my hand. I must have nightmares at night."
Grandma Zeng felt sorry for her and rubbed her hand on her body. After rubbing her hand, she took her to wash her hands.
Yin Ruzhu heard something was wrong and asked softly: "Qing Yin, isn't it just two kinds of food? Can it be compared to our rice and wheat? Where does the word "help" come from? "
Zhen Qingyin asked the maids to exit and said softly: "Aunt, the yield of potatoes and sweet potatoes is very high. According to the vendor, the yield per mu can reach at least three thousand kilograms. If you plant it in the south, the yield per mu will be higher. In the mountains and barren lands, the yield will be even higher." , you can still plant it, but the yield will definitely be reduced.”
Yin Ruzhu shook her hands, this is really a life-saving thing, and they can be eaten as staple food overseas: "Can both of them achieve this output?"
Zhen Qingyin nodded.
Yin Ruzhu's heart was trembling and her brain was hot. She calmed down after a while: "The yield of pumpkins is also high, but pumpkins cannot be stored well. Qing Yin, are potatoes and sweet potatoes easy to store?"
Anything with moisture is not easy to store. She thinks sweet potatoes and potatoes are the kind of food that perishes easily.
"It's definitely not as good as rice and wheat, but it has a high yield and can fill your stomach. Pumpkin can't be compared with them at all." Zhen Qingyin picked up a sprouted potato and gestured, "Cut it into pieces and plant them one bud at a time. It will be harvested in three months, and my aunt will taste it then. I copied a copy of the planting methods and eating methods to my aunt."
Yin Ruzhu took the booklet she had compiled and flipped through it from cover to cover. It detailed in detail what season to sow in the north and south, what season to harvest, how to save seeds, plant vines, how to store them, and various ways to eat them. She also repeatedly reminded that potatoes are poisonous when they sprout. ,can not eat.
She secretly praised her niece for her carefulness. After reading it, she clutched the booklet tightly, suppressed her ambition to make great achievements, and asked worriedly: "Qingyin, if the spread of potatoes and sweet potatoes spreads, it will be a great merit. Why don't you keep this merit for yourself?" , and gave it to my aunt instead?"
She always felt that Zhen Qingyin was hiding something from her, as if she was holding back some big trick, which made her panic.
Zhen Qingyin smiled and said: "The vendor's words are ridiculous. I don't know whether they are true or not, and I don't know how to plant. My aunt has many people, so I will let the old farmers who are familiar with farming take care of them. I will actually plant them and make sure that the yield per mu is stable. Then my aunt will report her merits." , take me one.
If the vendor told lies and deceived me, or even said that the potatoes and sweet potatoes were inedible - my aunt would just treat me as a child and make a fool of myself. Don't blame me for wasting the manpower and material resources of the Duke's government. "
Only then did Yin Ruzhu's heart fall back to her stomach. She patted her with a booklet and said, "What's the point of delaying? There are just a few potatoes and sweet potatoes, and we can't plant three-thirds of the land. You said it so seriously. It shocked me. I thought What happened? Just wait and see, my aunt will definitely grow potatoes and sweet potatoes!"
Potatoes are ready to be planted.
Yin Ruzhu pulled out a bunch of peonies in Hanxu Courtyard, carefully cut two potatoes, planted them in separate buds, and asked the gardener to take care of them carefully. She had to guard them every day, and called a village head to explain the other eight carefully, and they would be done tomorrow. Plant.
The sweet potatoes are left to germinate first, and they can probably be planted when they come back from the spring hunt.
Zhen Qingyin stayed away from the whole process.
The system asked sadly: [Host, aren't you afraid that others will spoil your crops and waste the natural resources? 】
Zhen Qingyin didn't care: "I don't know how to plant. I have high vision and low hand. I can only talk on paper. I copied it from your instructions. If you let me plant, it will be easier for the plant to spoil."
The system stared at the seconds in the constantly beating countdown with a sluggish expression. It could no longer flap its wings and lay on the ground like a dead bee.
Zhen Qingyin stepped directly over it.
The system cried: [You are ruthless, you are cold-blooded, you are unreasonable! Humph, you didn’t want the male protagonist’s big red envelope and donated it all. Why did you give all the potatoes and sweet potatoes to your aunt? 】
Zhen Qingyin said confidently: "My aunt has planted it and presented it to the palace. He can also eat it. His bite is indispensable. At worst, I will give him hundreds or thousands of them."
The system snorted, but it was not enough, so it snorted again: "Don't your conscience hurt?" Can that be the same? 】
"My conscience was eaten by dogs."
system:【……】
Sure enough, after staying with unqualified people like Aunt Zhang and Zhen Qingyun for a long time, those who get close to each other will become black and white, and the host will become a ruthless person.
Song Xiang came to share a few bags of Lao Li Zhai's snacks with Zhen Qingyin.
Zhen Qingyin cleaned her hands, twisted a sesame candy, and asked her, "Where is your elder brother?"
