There is no shortage of fish in the river, daily cooking, and wild vegetables picked from the fields.
Because the aunt who cooks in the ancestral hall was influenced by the Shen family, the taste is not inferior to the most famous restaurant in Fucheng.
Cheng Xi was dragged back home by Chen Xingluo.
"Thank you for your hard work. You have to be busy cooking for Master and coming over to barbecue."
"Mr. Xu is an elder, so he should be, and I didn't even do the barbecue just now. The aunts know everything about it, and their skills are very good."
When she entered the door, she was startled by the aroma wafting from the kitchen.
"You and Master haven't eaten yet?"
"Mr. Xu means that the whole family must eat together."
Cheng Xi felt warm in her heart. When she stepped into the living room, she saw Mr. Xu flipping through some pieces of rice paper and contemplating, serious and focused.
"Master?"
After a long time, he raised his head and asked, "Did you write this?"
It was a manuscript mixed with a medical practice record. In his early years, Mr. Xu traveled all over the country and treated many people. He recorded most of the illnesses and experiences he encountered. A few days ago, he gave part of it to Disciples learn from scriptures.
He never expected that his apprentice would hand over such an answer sheet.
Cheng Xi nodded, "Master, do you think there is something wrong?"
"No, fine."
The manuscript only contains a few thin pages, but it makes a detailed summary of the two medical practice records, and attaches a meaningful and even shocking analysis.
Mr. Xu always thought that this apprentice was smart, but he never knew that this cleverness could be used in this way.
"How did you come up with this when you were looking at my records?"
"......"Occupational habits?
Isn't it just a work summary plus analysis of reasons? As for looking at her like this?
Cheng Xi's expression was dull. Could it be that I have to tell you that the most intuitive way to understand an industry or thing is to look for relevant data summary and analysis posts?
"Hey, I found that Master often encounters similar illnesses in the same place. I think this may be related to the region, such as the food they eat and the water they drink, etc."
Mr. Xu nodded, accepting the explanation, "Then what is this?"
"......"line chart?
So when did she develop the habit of putting things away?
Cheng Xi could only explain the contents of the manuscript honestly. At this time, Mrs. Xu once again sighed in her heart at her intelligence.
Doesn’t he understand these things?
No, he understands, but he has accumulated it bit by bit through decades of stumbling.
Practitioners in this world pay attention to inheritance, and will not pass it on to non-disciples and family members, which also leads to some important prescriptions and experiences being lost in time.
Mr. Xu had always taken it for granted before today.
But is this really good for the development of medical skills?
After entering late June, the weather in Lin'an Prefecture became hotter day by day.
The sun was shining brightly, but everyone in Shenjia Village gathered around a field with excited expressions, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
"Xingluo, do you want to dig?"
"Dig it."
Shen Mantun was eager to try with the shovel. He gestured left and right but never dared to put his foot down. In the end, he threw the shovel into the arms of the person next to him.
"What are you digging for? Potatoes are so fragile, what if they break?"
"..."
Chen Xingluo was rarely speechless. He took a half step back and stood with Cheng Xi, not wanting to care.
"Uncle Li Zheng, you should dig it. If you don't dig it, I will dig it!"
"Yes, yes, we are all waiting here!"
"Hey, I'm so worried. What's going on underground?"
Seeing the anxious expressions of the surrounding villagers, Shen Manyun rolled up his sleeves and said, "Why are you so anxious? This thing is a treasure. Aren't I afraid of hurting it?"
Young people have no patience at all, hum!
Uncle Six did not come today. Shen Mantun, who was in charge of the overall situation, squatted down, grabbed the potato plant and pulled it up.
Thanks to the recent rain, the soil was very loose, so this pull didn't take much effort. The plants were quickly uprooted, and four or five potatoes of different sizes were also brought out.
"Ouch!"
"What a big potato. This is bigger than what we tasted at that time!"
"Didn't Xing Luo say that? He picked up a few small ones before leaving them for us to try."
"One, two, three, four...four?"
Shen Manyun laughed loudly, "It's not four. Someone can help. There are still others below."
He just broke one, and he felt it!
The original plan today was to dig out one to see how it was going, so no one else touched the potatoes next to them. They squatted down and dug out along the pit, and not long after, another one was pulled out.
"Five, five! So many potatoes..."
"Good guys, the largest one weighs half a catty, and the smallest one is bigger than an egg!"
"What Xing Luo said is true, this thing is really high-yield!"
Several people stared at the plant in Shen Manyun's hands with burning eyes, wishing they could rush to snatch it home and offer it as ancestors. The person involved subconsciously hugged it in his arms.
"What are you looking at? Where is the steel scale I asked you to hold?"
"Here, here, Uncle Li Zheng, we have been ready!"
Five pieces of soil of different sizes were collected and placed in containers, and the weight was weighed one and a half kilograms using a steelyard.
Shen Mantun was stunned, and after a long while he mechanically turned his neck to one side, "Xing Luo, how many seedlings did we use for one acre of good quality land when we planted it?"
"3,000 plants."
One plant produces one and a half pounds, so 3,000 plants...
"boom!"
Shen Manyun sat down on the ground in shock, his eyes widened, "Oh my God, am I dreaming?"
When my nephew said that the yield per acre was large, he thought it was similar to other grains. If one acre of land could produce 500 to 600 kilograms, it would be as high as the sky. He never expected that there would be so much.
Ridiculously many!
Four thousand pounds, what is that concept?
Cheng Xi coughed lightly, leaned to his side and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you tell Uncle Six and the others at first?"
"unnecessary."
"What's the meaning?"
Chen Xingluo looked indifferent, "Do you think they would believe me when I told the truth?"
"..." No, they think you are crazy.
Cheng Xi silently gave him a thumbs up, "What about the output?"
To be honest, she was said to be wealthy in her previous life. Although she liked to grow vegetables in the yard, she didn't know much about yield. If you asked her about wheat and corn, she might be able to tell something about it. Potatoes were too special.
However, Chen Xingluo had read books on agriculture when he was raising seedlings, so he knew more about it than she did.
"It's okay, it's what I expected."
"You want?"
“Don’t rush anything.”
understood.
Cheng Xi understood that being too pushy was not a good thing.
"This is the best farmland in the clan, and the soil quality must be the best. The potatoes we chose to raise seedlings at that time were also large and plump. The weather in the past two months has been good... so fertilization and daily maintenance are important. Do you still have a hand?"
