Female-to-male: I live on farming

Pei Xiu looked at Qin Ke and felt that she was more and more speechless since she met him.

Qin Ke didn't know that Pei Xiu was silently complaining about him in his heart at this moment. When he finished explaining everything, he clapped his hands and set off to go back.

The yield of sweet potatoes is very considerable. Under suitable conditions, its yield per mu has reached several thousand kilograms, which is even better than that of potatoes.

This is because sweet potatoes have strong adaptability and can grow in different soil and climatic conditions. Secondly, its planting technology is relatively simple, does not require too much manpower and material investment, and has a short growth cycle, and can generally be harvested within a few months.

Sweet potatoes have a high starch content, and when they become popular in the future, we can consider making some starch from them. However, Qin Ke must save seeds from this batch of sweet potatoes, so except for a part he kept, all the rest were saved for seeds.

He only kept a few hundred kilograms, part of which was sent to the princess's mansion, and he kept part of it.

"My dear, is the cooking method for sweet potato the same as potato?" Han Qi was a little curious.

Qin Ke picked a well-proportioned sweet potato from the box, weighed it, and said, "It's a little different. This sweet potato can actually be eaten raw, but it's best to roast it."

"Roasting?"

"Yes," Qin Ke nodded, turned to look at him and asked, "Go get some charcoal, let's try this roasted sweet potato."

Roasted sweet potatoes were Qin Ke’s favorite winter delicacy in his previous life. Even modern people cannot resist this delicacy, let alone in ancient times when resources were scarce.

The freshly baked sweet potatoes exuded an alluring aroma. The skin was a deep caramel color with slight wrinkles. Qin Ke waited for it to cool down a little and then gently peeled off the skin. The sweet potato flesh inside was golden yellow and looked mouth-watering.

"My dear, this smells so good!" Han Qi smelled the fragrance in the air and swallowed uncontrollably.

"You guys try it too." Qin Ke raised his chin towards him and Lei Zhong.

He never puts on airs in front of people he knows.

Qin Ke smelled this familiar flavor and took a bite. The soft texture and sweet taste melted in his mouth. The sweetness of sweet potato and the faint burnt aroma blended together.

These seeds are truly worthy of being produced by the system. He had hardly come across such sweet potatoes in his previous life.

Compared to Qin Ke's slow and leisurely manner, Han Qi and Lei Zhong were much more rough when eating.

"My dear, this sweet potato is so sweet!" Han Qi couldn't wait to praise after swallowing the sweet potato in his mouth.

Qin Ke smiled and boasted: "I'm right, and if the roasted sweet potatoes are in winter, they will taste even better."

After all, holding a steaming hot baked sweet potato in your hands in the cold winter is the ultimate enjoyment.

After all, it is the autumn harvest season and the weather is cool, which is a comfortable season.

After Qin Ke taught the kitchen various ways to cook sweet potatoes, he stopped caring about it. He used to cook frequently, but he was too lazy to cook when Lu Youqing was not around.

The sweet potatoes have been harvested, and the main thing left is cotton.

When the manager of cotton in the farm saw cotton for the first time, he couldn't help but wonder: "What is this? Why does it look like a flower?" His brows were deeply furrowed, and his eyes were full of curiosity and confusion.

But he didn't dare to act rashly. After all, this was a species that had never appeared in the Great Yan Dynasty. He could only follow the instructions from above. It was not until Qin Ke came to inspect that he dared to ask.

Qin Ke looked at the vast cotton fields. The white cotton was as light as clouds, swaying gently in the breeze. She smiled with satisfaction.

Qin Ke bent down, quickly and deftly picked a cotton flower with both hands, held it in his hands and squeezed it, saying: "This new crop is called cotton because it looks like a flower, but strictly speaking it is still a crop."

"So what should we do next?"

Qin Ke handed over a ball of cotton and instructed: "Arrange someone to pick the cotton tomorrow, just like I did just now. Note that it is best to pick the cotton in the early morning to avoid leaf debris getting on the cotton when the sun is at its peak."

The person next to him took the cotton from Qin Ke's hand and put it into the basket beside him, trying to imitate Qin Ke's actions and picked a few cotton balls.

"Then Qin Sinong, what do you do with the cotton you picked?"

Qin Ke touched his chin, thought for a moment and said, "Remember not to dirty the cotton you picked. Store the cotton in a cleaner room, and it's best to spread a layer of cloth on the floor."

Nowadays, only the mansions of the nobility are paved with blue bricks. Even the floors of ordinary families are made of mud. Cotton can easily get dirty if it is thrown directly on the mud.

Before leaving, Qin Ke suddenly stopped, turned around and warned: "By the way, remember to be careful of open flames where cotton is stored. Cotton is flammable!"

Now that the cotton is harvested, the next step is to remove the seeds from the cotton, which requires a cotton gin. The cotton gin is a machine for removing cotton seeds. Compared with farm tools such as harvesters and water wheels, the production process of the cotton gin is much simpler.

All you need is to install a wooden shaft and an iron shaft horizontally on the top of the wooden frame, a crank on the right side of the wooden shaft, and a cross-shaped wooden frame with a flywheel function on the left side of the iron shaft. Just turn the crank and step on the pedal with your left foot, then the mill shaft and the lower shaft will move at the same speed in opposite directions. During this time, add seed cotton between the shafts, and the cotton will be taken out in front of the machine, and the cotton seeds will fall behind the machine.

Moreover, he could only plant 20 acres of cotton now, which was not a large amount, so he needed not many cotton gins. The Ministry of Industry made them in less than two days.

Qin Ke prepared to make the processed cotton into cotton clothes. Gu Lanxi had a ready-made clothing store, and the technology for making cotton clothes was not advanced. Once cotton planting became popular, it would be easy to copy, so it was not cost-effective to build a cotton clothes factory by himself.

So Qin Ke directly chose to cooperate with Gu Lanxi's clothing store.

However, the style of the clothes is a problem. If you add cotton directly to the original clothes, it will look bloated. Qin Ke has no talent in fashion design. After thinking about it, it is better to leave professional matters to professionals.

He explained his idea of ​​putting cotton inside clothes to the owner of the clothing store.

The shopkeeper had already received Gu Lanxi's order. Now, after hearing Qin Ke's request, he gently stroked the cotton that Qin Ke brought over and exclaimed, "I've never heard of this kind of thing. It feels soft and warm to the touch. It's really eye-opening. If it is sewn into clothes, the warmth-keeping effect will definitely be excellent. If it can be sewn into quilts, then..."

"The shopkeeper is very quick-witted. Please make the design and the finished product as soon as possible according to my requirements."