"More than 1,700 kilograms, village chief grandpa!" Yuntao said.

She was calculating next to her.

"One thousand and seven!" Shi Fang gasped for air, his face turned red, and he looked at Yun Huachun's unstoppable smile.

You can grow 1,700 kilograms on half an acre of land. What does this mean?

They will never go hungry again!

"Yun Xiucai!" Shi Fang walked over and grabbed Yun Huachun's arm, his body trembling.

"Village Chief, don't get excited!" Yun Huachun saw something was wrong with Shi Fang.

There is a contingency if the old man is too excited.

Shi Fang panted for a long time and finally managed to say something.

"Isn't this a dream?"

"It's not a dream, it's real! If you don't believe it, just touch it and see for yourself!" Yun Huachun said.

They also have grain yields of 10,000 kilograms per acre.

These sweet potatoes have just been picked out of the ground. There are a lot of soil on them, and there is a little moisture in the 1,700 kilograms.

But counting these small sweet potatoes, it's almost the same.

Also, the one acre of land in Dajin is larger than the one acre of land there.

Yun Huachun estimated it with his naked eyes, and he didn't know the exact size.

In short, this output is quite satisfactory and not outstanding.

"God bless you! God bless you!" Shi Fang clasped his hands together and muttered.

"I won't be hungry anymore!" Shi Fang's sons said happily.

The Yun family doesn't have many potato seeds, and they don't have much land to plant them.

Together with Shi Fang's sons and grandsons, they dug them all out after a day's work.

A group of people were so happy thinking about the yield of this land that they used all their strength.

After digging, they were sent to the cellar of the Yun family for storage.

"Village chief, let me pick some for you to try!" Yun Huachun said.

Shi Fang's family helped him dig the ground, and it was a hard work. He was prepared to treat them to a meal.

There were so many sweet potatoes dug out, and it would be too stingy for him not to let anyone taste them.

"Hey, how can you eat this? Don't you plan to grow potatoes next year?" Shi Fang refused.

Yun Huachun had told him long ago that this batch of sweet potatoes would be reserved for distribution to the villagers as potato seeds next year.

How can you eat such precious sweet potatoes?

"Uncle Shi, you have saved several thousand kilograms, which is definitely enough for the people in the village!" Yun Huachun advised.

"Besides, aren't sweet potatoes grown just for eating? Don't you ever want to taste what these sweet potatoes taste like?"

"Uncle Shi, don't be polite! Just stay at our house for dinner tonight! Let me tell you straight, there are a lot of them in my kitchen, and they have been cleaned and put into the pot!" Wan Hongmei said.

Thinking about it, the sweet potatoes are all cooked!

Shi Fang sighed, "Why are you doing this? Why do you have to give it to me to taste? Wouldn't it be better to taste it yourself?"

Shi Fang's heartache is heartache, but more importantly, he is looking forward to it.

After washing the soil from the sweet potatoes, Wan Hongmei added some water to the bottom of the pot and steamed them directly.

There are two large iron pots in the Yun family's kitchen.

On weekdays, one pot is used to simmer firewood rice, and the other pot is used to stir-fry vegetables.

Not to mention the small stove next to it that is specially used for simmering soup and heating hot water.

Two large pots can steam dozens of kilograms of sweet potatoes.

Simmer over high heat for ten minutes. Open the lid and poke with chopsticks to see if it's done.

After the sweet potatoes were steamed, Wan Hongmei was carried in a large basin and filled with several basins.

The men, women, and children of the Shi family were all in the house, and each of them took a bowl and picked up a sweet potato.

"You're welcome, everyone grab it hard, there's still more in the pot!" Wan Hongmei yelled.

Yun Tao was holding tea beside him.

This is the tea that was boiled at noon and has been left to cool down.

She had just returned home and boiled another pot, mixed the two pots of water half and half together, and the temperature was just right.

Yuntao helped pour water and handed tea.

The children of the Shi family were sitting in a group, and the adults were sitting in the main room.

The Yun family didn't have that many stools, so everyone sat on the floor.

Country people are not so particular. The Yun family's house has wooden floors, which looks cleaner than their tables and chairs.

When I got the sweet potatoes, they were a little hot.

But I couldn't wait to smell the sweet smell in my hand and wanted to swallow it in one gulp.

The skin of Yun's sweet potatoes is very thin, and it peels off easily, revealing the sweet, soft and waxy orange-yellow to reddish potato flesh inside.

One bite, it's very sweet.

Not bad compared to sugar!

The Shi family has never eaten sweets. Now holding this sweet potato in my hand, I feel that eating sweets is not that bad!

It smells so good!

Shi Fang had disliked Yun Huachun before, so why did he steam the sweet potatoes?

It wasn't until he had this sweet potato in his mouth that he realized what it meant to be delicious!

Shi Fang is old and has several loose teeth.

When cooking at home, he usually makes soft rice according to his appetite and just steams it for a while.

We didn't have much time to cook during the escape, so everyone just ate whatever they wanted.

Chewing hard pancakes every day knocked out several of his teeth.

Only by settling down in Nantong Mansion could he save his few remaining teeth.

"Yun Xiucai, these sweet potatoes are very sweet, you should eat them too!" Shi Fang did not forget to urge Yun Huachun while holding the sweet potatoes.

"Uncle Shi, you eat! I actually tasted a lot of it secretly myself!" Yun Huachun said.

This is true. He has been eating sweet potatoes since he fled.

In addition, the sweet potatoes in the fields were ripe these days, and he often dug some back to eat.

Made steamed sweet potatoes, sweet potato pancakes, sweet potato crisps and other types of things.

Her daughter complained bitterly after eating it, saying it was too sweet and she couldn't stand it.

Shi Fang thought, yes, Yun Xiucai said it, and he even went to dig a piece in the ground to take a look.

In this way, he no longer forced himself to eat the sweet potato in his hand.

Later, Wan Hongmei went to steam a pot, and everyone in the Shi family went home with their bellies in their hands, feeling extremely happy.

"Auntie, please take some of these with you." Wan Hongmei escorted the Shi family members out of the yard, holding a basket in her hand.

These are small sweet potatoes, the largest ones are no more than two or three knuckles thick.

It was a bit smaller and was not sent to the cellar, but it was still edible.

"Why is this so embarrassing?" Shi Fang's wife said.

"We are all our own people. Besides, you helped dig out these sweet potatoes, so why are you embarrassed?"

"Save it until the morning and steam it twice, then it will be finished." Wan Hongmei advised.

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you."

It was getting late, and the afterglow of the setting sun was not even visible.

Dim oil lamps flickered in the dotted houses in the village, and the Shi family slowly walked toward their home in the darkness.

My heart is full of expectations for the future.

People in the village also grow sweet potatoes and buy them from farmers around Nantong.

Shi Fang's family also planted sweet potatoes. After harvesting the Yun family's sweet potatoes, he quickly went to harvest his own.

Shi Fang doesn’t understand the difference between Northwest sweet potatoes and Nantong sweet potatoes.

Thinking that Yun Xiucai bought the sweet potato seeds from Nantong, he estimated that there would not be a big difference.

Even if they don't produce as much as the Yun family, they must be soft and delicious.

The children of the Shi family also think so.
Chapter completed!