Fu Huang: Husband, here is a ginseng

"Where did you know this?"

Huo Jinqian was finally certain that Gao Zhijun was no ordinary girl. She was a rural girl who was not only literate but also knew about these strange plants. He absolutely did not believe that she was a rural girl.

Knowing that Huo Jinqian was suspicious of her, Gao Zhijun did not panic, but said calmly: "Of course I read it in a book."

Huo Jinqian was not satisfied with this answer. He pressed on, "What about that book?"

Gao Zhijun said without thinking: "Strange Stories!"

She didn't know whether there were such magazines in this dynasty, but it was impossible for a scholar in a county town to read all the books in Daliang. What's more, a scholar who only read the Four Books and Five Classics would not like to read such weird books.

Huo Jinqian muttered to himself, "Strange Tales? I haven't read this book, what is it about? Is there any other version of this book?"

How could she know if there was such a deceptive book? She could only continue to lie: "It's not surprising that you haven't read it. There are always people better than you. There are thousands of books in Daliang. How could you possibly have read them all?

Zhiyi Guaitan is mainly a travelogue, in which the author records the mountains, rivers and streams he has traveled through, the strange plants he has seen, and interesting stories.

"This book was written because a tourist passed by our village and was robbed by bandits. I happened to be passing by and saved him. This book was a gift from him.

He also taught me how to read and explained the contents of the book to me, and only then did I know that it was called sweet potato."

Except for Huo Jinqian who was half-believing and half-doubting, the other Huo brothers believed it firmly and felt that their sister's (sister's) experience was really rare and they could not envy it.

"Where is Yuzhong?"

Huo Jinqian still did not give up his doubts and continued to ask.

Gao Zhijun was not impatient or unhappy, because she knew it was not easy to deceive such a smart person: "Of course, when traveling, the whole world is my home, and I travel everywhere. After he taught me, he left."

Although Huo Jinqian didn't believe her, he didn't find anything suspicious, so he had to believe her.

In fact, if you think about it, it doesn't really matter whether you believe it or not, whether you are suspicious or not. He is not investigating a case in the Dali Temple, and she has not broken the law. There is no need to interrogate her or ask her too many questions.

All you need to know is that she won't harm her own family or the people in Huo Village. Nothing else matters.

After thinking it through, he did not press the issue any further, but said: "Since we are going to let the people have enough to eat, why not let the villagers dig it back."

Hearing that the villagers were asked to dig sweet potatoes, Gao Zhijun objected without hesitation: "No, if we can grow these sweet potatoes well and promote them, the people will definitely no longer suffer from hunger."

"We are now fleeing from famine, and we don't know when we can settle down. We can't let the villagers destroy these sweet potatoes. When we settle down, we will come back to dig up the sweet potatoes and cut the vines to plant back.

The book says that sweet potato vines can be planted.”

Gao Zhijun explained the function of sweet potato vines and the reason why villagers were not allowed to dig sweet potatoes.

"I see. Well, let's dig up some sweet potatoes and bring them back to try."

Huo Jinqian temporarily believed Gao Zhijun's words and watched Gao Zhijun dig sweet potatoes.

Gao Zhijun followed the method in the video and carefully dug up a nice sweet potato. After digging it up, she saw six or seven sweet potatoes of different sizes. Some weighed almost one kilogram, and the smallest was as big as a potato.

I weighed it and it was about five or six pounds.

Huo Jinqian and his brothers were so surprised when they saw several big sweet potatoes on one plant that they almost dropped their jaws.

Gao Zhijun cut the sweet potato vines, planted them, and used the little water she had on her body to water the sweet potato seedlings.

After doing all this, he made some marks nearby and then continued forward with Huo Jinqian and the others, carrying the sweet potatoes on his back.

Not far away, we saw cassava, which is also a very good food.

Sure enough, all the sweet potatoes grow together, including sweet potatoes and its good partner cassava.

"Sister, what's wrong? Can I eat this too?"

Huo Jinhao saw Gao Zhijun staying and staring at a strange, tall branch, and asked curiously.

Gao Zhijun quickly adjusted her mindset and said, "It's true that it's edible, but it's not easy to digest."

In the past, cassava was sold everywhere on the streets.

She also tried it and found it to be soft and sticky and very delicious.

However, cassava cannot be eaten on an empty stomach or raw. It must be cooked thoroughly before eating, otherwise it will cause poisoning.

The problem is, if you dig it up and eat it as food, you will easily get drunk.

Gao Zhijun said tactfully: "This is indeed edible, and it can help you stay hungry, but it hurts your stomach a bit, and it's a bit difficult to eat. If you use it incorrectly, you can easily get poisoned."

Hearing that it would be poisonous, the Huo family man was so scared that he trembled and did not dare to dig it up and eat it: "If it is poisonous, don't eat it."

When fleeing famine, cassava is actually the best food.

Because after a full meal, you won’t feel hungry for the whole day.

“Although it can be poisonous, if handled properly, it is the best food for those fleeing famine.

A full meal of cassava will keep you from feeling hungry for the rest of the day.”

"Is it really so magical? If so, we can dig it up, process it and feed it to the villagers, which can save a lot of food."

Oh my god! I won’t feel hungry for the whole day, but I saved two meals of food.

If we eat it every day, the remaining food can be eaten in Chongzhou.

"I am worried that some villagers will be greedy and come here to dig it up and cook it themselves. If they do it incorrectly, they may get poisoned."

Gao Zhijun was worried about this. After all, with this food, there would be no villager who would not be tempted.

Food is the foundation of human survival, and no one is not greedy.