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In the space, a large patch of fog spread out next to the vegetable garden. There were lush green seedlings growing there, and they looked familiar, but Fubao was not sure what they were.

She plucked off a leaf and asked at the table while eating breakfast: "Grandpa, look at what this is?"

He handed the leaf in his hand to Li Huaiqing, who took it and said, "This is a sweet potato seedling."

Fubao suddenly realized that they were sweet potatoes. His mental power worked frantically in the space, and he pulled out a basket of them in a short while.

Li Huaiqing: "Fubao, come eat, why are you daydreaming?"

As we were talking, a basket of sweet potatoes suddenly appeared on the table. They had the fragrance of soil, were smooth in color, uniform in size, and looked very sweet.

Zhou Qiaoping was stunned: "You kid, you scare me every day."

Li Chongwang weighed a few sweet potatoes and said, "Fubao, don't go to the construction site today. I'll give you some roasted sweet potatoes."

Fubao was already feeling very tired, and after hearing what his eldest cousin said, he immediately agreed: "Okay! I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes."

Fubao looked at the basket of sweet potatoes thoughtfully. It would take him forever to eat them all.

Li Chongwang: "Fubao? What are you thinking about? Come on, follow me out."

He picked up Fubao, followed by Yisheng and Yiqiu, and walked to the earthen stove in the yard.

Li Chongwang: "Yisheng, go get some firewood."

Yisheng obediently pulled out a few pieces of firewood from the whole row: "Here, brother."

Fubao watched Li Chongwang skillfully light the fire and put the sweet potatoes behind, praising him: "Big brother is amazing."

Yisheng: "I will learn too. When I grow up a little bit, I will also bake sweet potatoes for you."

Yi Qiu: "Then I want to learn too."

Fu Bao said with a smile: "Okay, then you guys grill them all and I'll eat them all."

Yi Qiu laughed: "Eat your sister like a baked sweet potato, hehe."

Fu Bao pouted and said, "Humph!" Then he thought of all the sweet potatoes in the space and said to himself, "How can I eat all these sweet potatoes?"

Li Chongwang: "Where are there lots of sweet potatoes? I can make vermicelli with them."

Fubao's eyes lit up: "Can sweet potatoes be used to make vermicelli?"

Li Chongwang nodded: "My father and I went to the town to eat, and there was a vermicelli stew, and they said it was sweet potato vermicelli."

Fubao nodded: "So that's how it is. Do you know how to do it?"

Li Chongwang shook his head: "I've only heard of it, but I don't know how to make it. You can go ask grandpa, he knows how to make a lot of things."

After a while, the sweet potatoes were baked. Li Chongwang took out one, broke it open, blew on it, and handed it to Fubao: "Eat it, be careful of the heat."

Sweet potatoes are sweet and soft and taste great.

Yisheng: "It's delicious. I've never eaten sweet potatoes so delicious before."

Yi Qiu was so absorbed in eating that he had no time to talk.

Fubao: "I'm going to ask grandpa about the sweet potato vermicelli." As he said that, he was about to run into the inner room with the sweet potato.

Yi Qiu shouted, "Give one more to Brother Chongxi."

Fubao: “Oh, okay.”

He ran to the inner room and first gave Chongxi some roasted sweet potatoes: "Brother, my brother just roasted some sweet potatoes. They are so fragrant and sweet. Come and eat them."

Chongxi took it with a smile and touched her head: "Thank you Fubao."

Fu Bao smiled sweetly: "Eat it quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold. I'll go find grandpa first."

Chongxi nodded.

Before he even entered the door, Li Huaiqing heard Fubao's voice: "Slow down, Grandpa is here, you can't run away."

Fubao jumped from the threshold, and the old man was so scared that his heart jumped into his throat.

Fubao: "Grandpa, do you know how to make sweet potato vermicelli?"

Li Huaiqing smiled and pinched her little nose: "Little greedy cat, you want to eat vermicelli. Grandpa will buy it for you in town."

Fubao shook his head: "I just want to know how to do it?"

Li Huaiqing: "Making vermicelli is quite troublesome. The key is that we only have your basket of sweet potatoes, which is not enough."

Fubao said excitedly: "I have lots and lots of sweet potatoes. Don't worry about that."

Li Huaiqing looked at her seriously and said, "Why do you want to sell vermicelli again? This doesn't make money."

Fubao: "How do you know you can't make money?"

Li Huaiqing: “My grandfather used to sell this.”

Fubao was surprised and said, "Grandpa, then you know a lot of things!"

Li Huaiqing was amused by her expression: "Yes, I can do a lot, but I can't make much money."

Fubao: "Believe me, you will definitely make money this time."

Li Huaiqing: "Okay, if you want to eat or sell it, Grandpa will make it."

Fubao took out fifty kilograms of white-fleshed sweet potatoes at one time, and the first step alone kept the whole family busy for half a day.

Almost all the containers in the house were used to grind the evenly shaped sweet potatoes into powder, and finally two large basins of powder were filled.

Li Huaiqing took out the familiar cloth and began to filter slowly, and then rinsed it several times with clean water.

Fubao: "Grandpa, why do you need to wash it again with water?"

Li Huaiqing wiped the sweat off his face: "This way more powder will come out, otherwise it would be a waste."

The filtered water was left to sit until the evening. Before dinner, Li Huaiqing poured out all the floating water, revealing a layer of white starch.

Li Huaiqing: "Wait two or three days. We need to dry all of these."

Fubao nodded, not quite understanding.

Somehow, Li Huaiqing suddenly looked at Fubao and sized him up for a few seconds. Hesitantly, he said, "Why do I feel like Fubao is growing so fast?"

Zhou Qiaoping didn't think so at first, but after hearing what he said, she stared at Fubao for a long time: "What's going on? Why does he look like a three-year-old child?"

Fubao was chewing on a piece of pork ribs and looked back in confusion: "Grandpa and grandma, what are you looking at?"

Li Huaiqing shook his head: "It's okay, you seem to be eating happily."

Back in the inner room, Li Huaiqing said, "I'll go ask Taoist Qingyang if growing so fast is bad for your health, right?"

Zhou Qiaoping also became worried: "Then go and come back quickly after dinner. Let Chongwang go with you."

As soon as Zhang Ercui came back, she rushed into the inner room with her money bag: "Mom! We sold out all the food today! But when I came back, I passed by the butcher's house and bought some beef offal. He also gave me some pig blood."

Zhou Qiaoping: "What beef offal and pig blood? I don't know how to cook it."

Zhang Ercui: "It's okay, I saw he was selling it cheaply, so if I couldn't do anything else I just fed it to Xiaohui."

Zhou Qiaoping shook her head: "Put them outside first. It's cold, so they won't spoil easily if you put them outside."

So he put the pile of beef offal and blood clots that he bought for five cents on the shelf outside the house.

The old man took Chong Wangdong away right after dinner and didn't come back until an hour later.

Zhou Qiaoping had been waiting at the door early. As soon as she returned to the house, she asked anxiously, "How is it? What did the Taoist priest say?"

Li Huaiqing: "Master Qingyang only said that it will not harm her health, and that it is not a bad thing. Well, as long as it has no effect on her health, it is good. As long as she is safe and healthy."

Zhou Qiaoping felt relieved after hearing what he said.