When Yao Qian saw the dirt in the broken frame, his eyes suddenly widened.
What is this?
He said that in his entire life, he had never seen such a strange thing.
Shi Yao Qian's eyes moved from the lumps of soil in the broken basket to the purple-red-skinned sweet potato in his daughter's hand.
What does this thing look like after being cleaned?
He took a closer look at the place where Shi Jiang had bitten him, and his heart skipped a beat.
"I don't even know if this thing is poisonous. Why did you just eat it? Quick, spit it out."
Shi's father and Shi's mother hurried forward and checked Shi Jiang's body to see if there was anything wrong.
Shi Jiang was a little dumbfounded, and said helplessly: "I ate what I had this morning, so it's fine!"
"Damn it, don't put this mess in your mouth in the future."
Shi's mother patted Shi Jiang's arm gently, and glared at her fiercely. Shi Jiang quickly nodded honestly.
After all, Shi's father felt sorry for his daughter, so he stepped forward to stop Shi's mother, preventing her from doing anything again.
"Just spoil her!"
Shi's mother rolled her eyes at Shi's father, and Shi's father quickly coaxed Shi's mother to let her calm down, then took the washed one from his daughter's hand, and then carefully inspected the lump.
Thinking that his daughter had already taken a bite, Shi's father thought for a moment and took a bite of the sweet potato.
The sweet taste swept through the taste buds in my mouth. I have to say, this taste is very good.
"Dad, I think this thing should be cooked and eaten."
When the father heard this, he glanced at his daughter, and then hesitated.
"How about giving it a try?"
"Well, try it!"
Shi Jiang nodded vigorously, and the father and daughter happily took out half of the dirt lumps in the broken basket and cleaned them. After removing the dirt, these dirt lumps revealed their true appearance with purple skin. Each one looked like an adult.
Fist size.
After putting it in the pot, pour a lot of water in and start boiling.
After about half an hour, the sweet potato fragrance came out.
"It's so fragrant. I didn't expect the earthen lumps to be so fragrant when cooked."
When Yao Qian couldn't help but lift the lid and look at the sweet potatoes in the pot, he saw that the skin of the sweet potatoes had cracked, revealing the golden color inside.
Shi Jiang immediately put out the fire in the stove and watched Shi's father take the sweet potatoes out of the pot one by one.
When the heat subsided a little, Shi's father picked up one and broke it in half.
The aroma and heat of the sweet potatoes came out immediately and hit the nose. It was so fragrant that people couldn't help but salivate.
When Shi Fu took a bite, he felt that the fragrant, glutinous, soft and sweet taste was completely different from the sweet taste when eaten raw.
Obviously, these cooked dumplings are not only delicious, but also filling.
But, I don’t know what the yield will be if this thing is grown?
Seeing the expression on Shi's father's face, Shi Jiang knew what he was thinking.
"Dad, these lumps of earth all grow out from under a rhizome. It seems that if you plant these lumps of earth in the future, you should have a lot of yields."
When Shi's father heard this, he was a little excited.
"Is there anything else behind the yard? If there is anything else, dig them all out."
When Shi Jiang heard what Shi's father said, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Is it possible that she should be asked to find a way to replant the sweet potatoes in the bag into the ground behind the yard?
He quickly shook his head and replied: "Dad, I'm afraid I don't know who brought this thing here, and it accidentally grew a clump behind the yard. I've checked before, and there are no such lumps in other places."
When Shi's father heard what Shi Jiang said, he felt a little regretful, but it was better to find a new grain than nothing.
I just regret a little bit. I washed half of the lumps and cooked them before, just to see if they were edible.
If the remaining bits were planted, there would only be four or five clumps at most!
Even if the yield of this cluster is about ten, it is still too few for seeds.
If you have enough seeds, you can plant these lumps of soil in your own field, and you will be able to increase your yield ten times. This is a good thing for the country and the people!
Seeing Shi's father frowning again, Shi Jiang couldn't help but scratch his forehead. It seemed that he had to find a way to cultivate the sweet potato seedlings.
"Dad, leave one for me and I'll put it in the room to play with."
Shi Jiang said to Shi's father coquettishly.
Although Shi's father was a little reluctant to part with it, his daughter had brought him all this trouble.
Anyway, it’s not enough to make seeds. If you have one more and one less, you won’t actually see any difference.
With this in mind, Shi's father picked the smallest lump and handed it to Shi Jiang.
Shi Jiang happily went to find a bamboo tube. After filling it with water, he put half of the lump in the bamboo tube with water and half exposed.
When the father saw his daughter doing this, he just thought she was having fun and didn't say anything more.
The precious one hid the remaining lumps of dirt in his and Shi's mother's room.
These remaining lumps must not have the chance to make my daughter Huo Huo!
After hiding the dirt, Shi's father still went out and went to An County to find a job.
After all, whether it is these lumps or what my daughter said is making garlic soybean paste to sell, it takes time.
But now, his wife is worried that the money in her hands is getting less and less. He saw it all last night, so naturally he has to find a way to make money first.
However, it is difficult to find a job suitable for him.
It was almost evening, but Shi's father still had not found a suitable job.
There was no other way, so Yao Qian could only go to the bookstore and ask the boss if he needed to copy the book.
The boss finally said that he needed it, but he only needed the simplest three hundred thousand.
And for this kind of three hundred thousand, if you copy a copy, deducting the cost of pen and ink and paper, you can earn at most a dozen pennies.
But if he didn't copy it, he wouldn't earn a penny. After much thought, Yao Qian nodded and agreed to copy three hundred thousand.
No matter what, as long as you have income, you don't have to worry about going hungry.
The bookstore owner took a deposit of 50 yuan for the paper, and Yao Qian bought the pen and ink himself when needed.
As long as Yao Qian writes out the three hundred thousand and gives it to the bookstore, the bookstore will return all the remuneration and deposit to him.
Of course, if you want to keep copying, you can just bring the finished book and get paid.
At that time, Yao Qian bought the cheapest pen and ink, but it cost almost sixty yuan, plus a fifty yuan deposit.
He didn't make a penny, but instead spent a hundred and ten coins. This made Shi Yao Qian feel a little uncomfortable.
However, when he got home, he saw mother and daughter sitting in the living room waiting for him, and Yao Qian's face suddenly showed a happy expression.
Shi Jiang and Shi's mother looked at the pen, ink and paper that Shi Yao Qian had bought, and looked at each other. They knew in their hearts that Shi's father had not found a job and was preparing to make money by copying books!
The two of them were afraid of hurting Shi's father, so they didn't ask him more about finding a job today. Instead, they opened all the covered bowls on the table and let Shi's father eat first.