Locked: God is the matchmaker, neither you nor I can escape
Chapter 87: Uncle Comes to Dig Sweet Potatoes
The magistrate and the legal advisor personally took hoes to dig sweet potatoes. Although they came from poor families, they had been officials for more than ten or twenty years and had never been to the fields. Their hands were numb, but they still remembered some of the postures for holding the hoe and how to apply force.
"Why do we have to remove the vines first? Aren't these sweet potato vines edible?" the magistrate asked without hesitation.
"These vines are old. They are not sweet or tender enough to eat. Unless there is a famine year, they are usually used to feed livestock." Xin Ye explained patiently.
"Brother Li, what if I dig up bad sweet potatoes?" The lawyer held the hoe and was afraid to go down. These were rare foods!
Xin Ye smiled gently: "It's okay. If it's damaged, we can just cook it for ourselves at noon. There are many ways to cook sweet potatoes. I will make a sweet potato feast for the two cousins at noon. How about that?"
"Hahahaha, good!" The magistrate laughed and urged the lawyer, "Arnold, go ahead and dig. Look, everyone else has already started digging."
The lawyer stood up and saw that the other villagers behind him had indeed started digging. It was the first time for most of them to dig sweet potatoes, but they were veterans in farming and understood what was going on once they were told. They were very capable and could not compare with them.
With Xin Ye's assurance, the lawyer adjusted his mindset, picked up the hoe and started digging.
"Wow~ I dug it up. Ayong has about ten sweet potatoes in this bunch, and many of them are quite big!"
"Oh my, it's really big, bigger than what we ate before!"
"I didn't expect that such a small vine could grow so much food. No wonder it's so productive!"
"I think this acre of land is worth more than a thousand pounds."
After hearing the conversation between the two, Yan Yiyi secretly complained: How many times did these two uncles add filters?
The sweet potatoes given to them to eat are grown in modern times with sufficient fertilizers. Although the seedlings are good, there is no fertilizer to use here, so how can they compare?
They had indeed calculated correctly. This acre of land indeed produced more than one thousand kilograms, estimated to be no less than two thousand kilograms. After all, this seed was the improved version provided by Yoyo, not the old version provided by Ni Ni.
The villagers watched them dig out radish-like cylindrical objects from the ground and were very curious: "Dahong, what are these things in your field? How do you eat them?"
Father Li looked at the two adults and saw that they were immersed in the work of digging sweet potatoes. He smiled and said, "You can eat it, but I can't tell everyone for the time being. I need to ask the county magistrate for permission."
"What? Your family's planting of this is related to the county magistrate?"
When Chen Yong heard someone calling him, he subconsciously raised his head and almost responded, but found that it was the man from the Li family talking to the villagers. He did not interrupt and just listened quietly.
"After all, no one has ever eaten this. I grow so much for my own consumption, so if anything goes wrong, it's our own business. But if everyone wants to grow it, don't we have to ask the county magistrate for permission?"
Chen Yong didn't expect that the man from the Li family could fool people so easily. What puzzled him was that after the villagers heard what he said, they immediately gave up most of their desire to try planting. Was he so easily fooled?
"Don't listen to his nonsense. If he couldn't eat it, how could he have gotten so much?" an elderly man pointed out.
"Ah! Dahong, this is not very kind of you." The man immediately yelled when he heard it.
Father Li smiled and said, "I won't stop you from planting."
These words left the villagers on the opposite side speechless. They didn't even know what these were, where did the seeds come from, and how did they know how to plant them?
"Dahang, we are all from the same village, why not share some seeds with us?" The old man was dissatisfied with Father Li's attitude and tried to use moral blackmail.
"Do I owe you something?" Father Li's face darkened and his eyes showed a fierce light. The villagers' hearts skipped a beat. They immediately remembered that he used to be a bodyguard and probably killed people. They dared not say anything anymore.
Father Li continued to dig sweet potatoes and ignored the villagers. He said what he needed to say. As for what would happen next, it would depend on how the county magistrate reported. He didn't dare to make any decisions or promises at will.
Chen Yong was very satisfied with Li Adie's attitude. He was indeed a bodyguard. His knowledge was much higher than that of ordinary country men. Their family was all good.
The men and Yan Yiyi were digging sweet potatoes, the women and children were responsible for picking the sweet potatoes into bamboo baskets, and Xin Ye was responsible for leading the donkey to deliver the sweet potatoes back to the family warehouse.
It took more than a dozen people nearly a morning to complete the work on one acre of land.
At noon, Xin Ye really prepared a sweet potato feast, including steamed sweet potatoes, sweet potato porridge, fried sweet potato cakes, sweet potato soup, braised sweet potatoes, roasted sweet potatoes, fried sweet potato meatballs, and finally a large plate of garlic fried sweet potato leaves.
There was no meat, but these were all delicacies they had never eaten before. Moreover, sweet potatoes were very filling. He didn't make many steamed and baked sweet potatoes, calculating the amount exactly two for each person. No more, because if they ate too much of these two, they would feel full and he was afraid that they wouldn't be able to eat anything else.
The children like the sweet sweet potato porridge and sweet potato soup, as well as the delicious fried sweet potato balls and fried sweet potato cakes, roasted sweet potatoes and steamed sweet potatoes, and they only tried half of them.
Only then did the Gu and Wang families realize the deliciousness of sweet potatoes and the secret behind their yield. Father Li also promised to leave some seeds for them next year, but not many. However, he could share some with the Qi and Zhang families.
When they went to Aunt Qi's house and Uncle Zhang's house to dig sweet potatoes in the afternoon, they realized that although sweet potatoes are all sweet potatoes, they also have different varieties.
The crops grown by their two families were obviously not as large as those of the Li family, but they were equally sufficient to provide enough food.
It was also clear that they did not have any extra seeds before, because both the Zhang and Qi families could only plant half an acre of land, and the same variety of sweet potatoes as the Li family only had one ridge per person.
The magistrate, his legal advisor, and the two yamen runners did not have dinner at Li's house in the evening. When they returned after dinner, the city gates were closed.
The two yamen runners each received a basket of sweet potatoes given by the Zhang and Qi families, while the legal advisor and the county magistrate each received two baskets of sweet potatoes from the Li family. Everyone knew that they wanted to save seeds, and they were very happy to have so many sweet potatoes to return with.
That evening, after dinner, the magistrate went home to write a memorial. The next day, he took ten kilograms of sweet potatoes and the memorial to the prefect of Liangguan County.
As a result, he was told that the prefect was inspecting other counties and was not in the prefecture, so he was asked to leave his things behind.
Chen Yong said nothing and left his things obediently. He left Liangguan County and returned to Guyang County that day. After returning, he wrote another memorial, a letter, packed five pounds of sweet potatoes, and asked Wang Yayi to go to the capital to deliver the letter and sweet potatoes to his former classmate.
He and that classmate were just gentlemen, but their friendship was not deep. They occasionally exchanged letters, but he became the Forest Magistrate in the Sinong Temple.
Although promoting grain is not within his responsibilities, this is a grain yield of 1,000 kilograms per mu, which is a clear credit to him. Of course, offending people will offend people. Opportunities and crises coexist, and it depends on what he chooses.
If there is no decree from above before the beginning of next spring, he will think of other ways.
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