Disguised as a man: Watch me create a new dynasty

"Food! Brother Yan, this is not a joke." The village chief's hand holding the potatoes was trembling slightly. He changed from holding it in one hand to holding it in both hands, held it in front of his eyes, and looked at it carefully.

Looking at the red-eyed village chief, Yan Nansheng spoke up: "Village chief, this thing can indeed be used as food. It has a strong sense of satiety, and the yield of this potato is very high. Why don't we ask the villagers to dig it up first, and we can discuss the specifics tomorrow."

The village chief had just come back to his senses from the joy of having food when he heard Yan Nansheng say that this thing had a high yield.

I was so excited that I almost passed out.

Azhe behind him helped the village chief and he did not fall over.

"Yes, yes, yes. Take this thing back first. No matter whether it is productive or not, we can talk about it later."

The village chief stepped forward and tugged at Old Man Yan's sleeve, "Brother Yan, where is this thing growing? Take me over to have a look."

Ah Zhe pointed to a patch of green on the ground in front of him and said, "Grandpa Village Chief, this is it."

Upon hearing this, the village chief walked forward, looked at the green leaves on the ground, reached out to pull them out but failed, then started digging with both hands.

Yan Nansheng was about to step forward to hand him the tools, but her grandfather grabbed her and shook his head gently.

The village chief stared at the dug-out rhizome and the five or six large, round lumps of earth on it in a trance.

He stood up suddenly, pointed at the land in front of him, and choked with excitement: "This, these, these are all?"

It’s not that he isn’t calm enough, it’s that he simply can’t calm down!

He was born and raised in Youzhou Prefecture, where his ancestors had lived for generations. As far as he could remember, every winter, he would hear people in the village talking about which family had starved to death, which man had gone out in the snow to look for food and never came back, and which elderly had gone to the mountains together...

The things in my hand are said to be food. One fruit weighs about half a pound, and a rhizome full of fruits weighs at least two or three pounds.

And this field is full of them!

How much food does this require!

There is salvation! Qinghe Village is saved!

The people of this world are saved!

No one will die this winter, will they?

The village chief was squatting there, but he got so excited that he lost his balance and sat down on the ground.

Then he covered his face and cried...

His mother went up the mountain by herself last winter...

When the village chief calmed down a little, Old Man Yan stepped forward and helped him up.

"Village chief, call the villagers over. There is strength in numbers. We can transport these potatoes back quickly."

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll go get them, I'll go get them right away!"

The village chief left in a hurry, leaving the Yan family members looking at each other in bewilderment.

They were also very shocked.

Only Grandpa Yan and Yan Wu are left of the older generation of the Yan family. They have experienced many ups and downs, but what they see now still shocks Yan Wu.

The other members of the Yan family had been hungry since they were born. Before, they only knew that this thing could be eaten, but they were still excited about the fact that it could be used as food.

Food...

So much food!

When the village chief led everyone here, the Yan family had already gone down the mountain.

When I got home, Mrs. Yan had already steamed the potatoes. It was Yan Nansheng who told me that they could be eaten after they were steamed.

This is the fastest way to let people know that potatoes can be eaten as food. Ordinary people can be full by eating one potato weighing half a pound, but children cannot even finish one.

Yan Nansheng held half a potato in his hand and went to the kitchen to pour some soy sauce to dip it in.

Several sisters at home also learned to eat it with dip, "Yeah, it really tastes better."

The eldest sister Yan Zhaoran is from the eldest branch of the Yan family, the second sister Yan Guidi and the third sister Yan Qingwu are from the second branch of the Yan family.

My third aunt received the news of her husband's death when she was just over seven months pregnant. Due to loneliness and sadness, her child died at birth.

The fourth branch of the Yan family is Yan Nansheng's branch. When the Yan family encountered trouble, Yan Nansheng's mother Yuanniang was only five months pregnant. Although she was frightened, she grew up safely to full term and was born.

Yan Nansheng handed the bowl to his eldest sister, took another bowl, poured some soy sauce on it and placed it on the stone table for his grandfather and the others to taste.

Old Man Yan felt full before he finished eating one potato. He looked at the remaining half of the potato and the potatoes piled up in the yard and fell into deep thought.

If this thing were presented to the emperor, it would be such a great achievement!

I heard from my granddaughter that there are many ways to eat potatoes, and they are all delicious.

Just steaming it like this and dipping it in soy sauce is delicious. If you add oil, salt and seasoning...

The benefits here are also huge.

The Yan family cannot keep these potatoes.

It is a crime to possess a treasure!

I have to write a letter to my cousin and ask him to find a solution.

He did what he said, "Sheng'er, come with grandpa."

Azhe, who was happily eating half a potato, glanced at Yan Nansheng and continued eating silently.

Well, Ah Sheng said that only by eating enough can one grow tall and strong, so he has to eat more quickly, the potatoes smell so good.

The Yan family members were silently chewing potatoes in the yard. It had been a long time since they had felt full...

The lights in the house had been lit. Old Man Yan looked at the oil lamp with concern, took out paper and ink, and began to write a letter.

"Sheng'er, your great uncle will not believe this letter easily. He will definitely come here to see it with his own eyes. This is an opportunity, you must seize it."

"I know grandfather, I have some business to discuss with my great-uncle, it's just right that he can come."

When Old Man Yan looked up at his granddaughter, he knew that they were thinking the same thing.

Just after I finished writing the letter, I heard a noise outside the door.

"Maybe the village chief and others are here." When the grandfather and grandson came out, they saw the village chief coming with several respected elders in the village.

The people from the Yan family's side branches had not left yet, and the yard suddenly became crowded.

When they saw Grandpa Yan and Yan Nansheng coming out, several elderly people immediately knelt down in front of him.

The old man was so frightened that he quickly stepped forward to help, "Old man, you can't do this!"

Yan Nansheng was so frightened that he jumped to the side.

Mrs. Zhang also hurried forward to help lift the elderly people up.

Several of the elderly people are over 50 years old, their hair is already gray, and long-term hard work and lack of food make them look particularly old.

After helping them sit on the stone bench, Old Man Yan spoke.

"Old man, have you tasted the potatoes?"

"I've tried it, and I didn't even finish one before I felt full!"

"This is truly a divine object..."

"You're right, it can be used as food. Our Qinghe Village is saved this year!"

As they spoke, the elderly people became more and more excited, and some even wiped away tears quietly.

"But we have never seen this kind of potato before, and we don't know how to grow it. What should we do?"

Yan Nansheng glanced at his grandfather and saw him nod, so he said, "Don't worry, grandpas. I have seen the method of planting potatoes in a book, and I have written it down."

As he said this, he handed the recipe in his hand to the village chief.

"It's still not too late to plant. The elders can go home and prepare."

"The elders present here are all experts in farming. The method is very simple and you will definitely learn it after just one look. If you really don't understand, you can always come to the Yan family."

It was the first time for several elders to see the legendary child prodigy of the Yan family at such a close distance. He was indeed extraordinary. Who else's five-year-old child could speak to elders like him without being humble or overbearing, without being timid, but generous and polite.

The Yan family is indeed a noble family from the capital.