Chapter 126 High yield of sweet potatoes

Author: That sour candy

Chapter 126 High yield of sweet potatoes

There were many villagers in the field, who recognized Zhang Ci and saw the group of children.

"Who are they?"

"Are they Mr. Zhang's family?"

"Do Mr. Zhang's family have so many children?"

"I heard that Miss Chen has adopted several younger brothers and sisters."

The villagers communicated one after another.

Zhang Ci took the children down the mountain. Chen Fan and the others had already prepared lunch. A large pot of tomato noodles, hot meat buns, stir-fried meat slices and vegetables. If that's not enough, the scallion pancakes can also be eaten cold.

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The children all like the taste of tomatoes, which are sour and very appetizing. When Zhang Ci came back from outside, what Chen Fan took out from his carriage was actually taken out from her space.

The two tomato plants were planted in the courtyard, and the children liked the red fruits very much.

"What is this?" Chen Zhongliang asked.

"I don't know either. I just thought the red color was very festive, so I brought it back." Zhang Ci said.

"The red fruit, let's call it red fruit." Chen Xiu gave it a name.

"It looks very similar to a persimmon, both in shape and color," Chen Ying said.

"How about calling it Red Persimmon?" Chen Xiu thought of another name.

Everyone reacted in displeasure and talked about several names. Finally, Chen Fan decided: "Just like watermelon and pumpkin, let's call it tomato."

"Why not call it Eastern Tomato, Southern Tomato, or Northern Tomato?" Chen Ya asked.

"The rhythm of tomatoes is better," Chen Yue said.

Chen Fan didn't tell them the name "tomato" because its shape was very different from that of eggplant, so they couldn't connect it.

Then, the genes engraved in the bones of Chinese people began to think: "Can it be eaten? Is it delicious?"

Everyone's eyes turned to Zhang Ci, and he shook his head: "Don't look at me, I don't know. I just think it is bright red, which symbolizes prosperity. It feels auspicious and festive to put it in your home."

"Would you like to give it a try?" Chen Zhongzhu suggested weakly. Everyone immediately objected, fearing that something might happen to him.

Chen Fan picked the ripest and reddest fruit, went to the kitchen to wash it, cut it into slices, took it out, and took a bite first. Everyone stood up in fright, stretched out their hands, and looked like they wanted to pick it.

Don't dare to pick it.

"I've eaten it before, and it's delicious." Chen Fan said.

Everyone still couldn't believe it.

"I'm well-informed, trust me."

Chen Zhongyan took a piece first and said, "I believe in you, eldest sister."

After the second chapter, the other children also picked up a piece and started eating it.

Just one tomato, if eleven people eat it, each person only gets a small slice.

"Sour!" This is the unanimous feeling of everyone.

"Fresh!" Several people said their new experience.

"I still want to eat it," Chen Ya said. Chen Fan cut another one.

Chen Fan picked two more tomatoes and made them a tomato and egg soup. A group of children drank the soup like little pigs. Chen Zhongyan looked at everyone with disgust while holding the bowl and drank the soup in one gulp.

In the next few days, tomato scrambled eggs and tomato noodles conquered the children's stomachs again.

After lunch, the children rested for a while and then started digging sweet potatoes.

Many villagers gathered around, and four Li Zheng also came.

"We haven't dug this sweet potato yet, so we're not sure whether it will grow well," said Du Lizheng from Shangma Village.

"You guys can really keep your composure." Chen Fan smiled and asked, "Is the sweet potato vine delicious?"

Some people said it was delicious, while others said it was not delicious and were scolded: "That's because you didn't cook it well."

Chen Fan first cut off a piece of sweet potato vine, leaving only a few centimeters of stubble, and then gently dug the soil with a hoe. Soon something red was revealed, and the eyes of the villagers shone with light.

Then the soil was peeled away bit by bit along the sweet potato, and a huge sweet potato was revealed in front of everyone!

Everyone took a breath and exclaimed.

"Wow! So big!"

“What a big sweet potato!”

"Bigger than a baby's head!"

Someone rushed forward impatiently, picked up the big sweet potato, laughed, and held it up for everyone to see.

Two more people squatted down and dug up the soil eagerly, and more sweet potatoes were exposed. The one who was more impatient grabbed the vine and pulled it out. The sweet potatoes hung on the vine one by one and were lifted up.

The exclamations on the field became even louder.

"One sweet potato vine can bear so many vines? I have planted a hundred vines." Someone shouted.

Everyone remembered that they could harvest hundreds of kilograms of sweet potatoes. The more lively ones jumped up on the spot, and the quieter ones clapped their hands and patted their thighs, all laughing.

Many people cried excitedly: "You don't have to go hungry in winter. With so many sweet potatoes, the whole family can be full."

Chen Fan looked at it, pinched it, and said: "While it doesn't rain in the past two days, we will seize the time to harvest the sweet potatoes. If it rains and the temperature drops, the sweet potatoes will rot easily. Let's cut the vines today and let the water disperse.

Let's dig it out tomorrow. Remember to dig it gently and place it gently so as not to break it."

Jiang Li was thinking a lot: "There are so many sweet potatoes that I can't finish them in a day or two. Is there any way to preserve them?"

Chen Fan smiled: "Are you digging a cellar? Dig a cellar to store some, and put the rest in a dry and ventilated place." As for the shade or the sun, it is up to the villagers to decide.

Jiang Li was looking at the terraced fields and said, "Girl, this rice is different from anything we have seen. I have been farming for decades, and I have never seen such short rice. I was a little worried at first, but there were strong winds for two days recently."

, the rice we planted before fell to a large extent, but the rice on this terrace is still in good condition."

Chen Fan smiled: "The shorter the rice is, the less likely it will fall." She did not mention terms such as resistance to lodging.

"The ears of rice are also very full, and today's yield must be very high." Jiang Lizheng was very happy.

Chen Fan nodded and didn't say how much the output would be. Let's give them a surprise then.

The villagers dispersed one after another and went home to work.

The children couldn't wait to pick up the hoes and start working.

"Ah!" Someone screamed in distress, and a piece of a big sweet potato was hoeed off.

The children were hoeing while observing other people's sweet potatoes, wanting to see who had more and bigger sweet potatoes.

After working for an hour, everyone dug out a lot of sweet potatoes. They were all panting from exhaustion and their faces were bright red.

"This acre of land must weigh several thousand kilograms, right?" Zhang Ci looked at the sweet potatoes dug out.

"Yes, if you plant it well, you can have four to five thousand catties, or even two or three thousand catties if you don't grow it well. It's possible to have a higher yield," Chen Fan said.

"The food problem can be solved. The villagers in Yema Mountain and Qijiadu can live a good life for two years, and the rice production there will be amazing. Someone from the county government will come here soon." Zhang Ci looked at it.

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"What will they do?"
Chapter completed!