We have separated, what does it have to do with me if my husband's family eats bran?

Cheng Yue nodded and explained, "Potatoes mature quickly, in about two months. The first crop is planted in March or April, and the second crop can be planted around August."

It is indeed colder here than in the south, but the four seasons are distinct. Only winter is particularly cold, while the temperature in spring and autumn is still suitable.

Feng blinked stiffly, "It's unimaginable that these potatoes can be cooked in two months."

All they can grow are wheat, corn, sorghum and sweet potatoes. It is impossible for any kind of grain to mature in such a short time. Sorghum is already considered to have a short maturity time, at least three or four months!

Zhang Dajiang couldn't believe it. "Two months. Is it ripe? Can it be eaten?"

It wasn't that he didn't believe Cheng Yue, but he simply couldn't believe that food could mature in such a short time. Vegetables from the vegetable garden could be grown, but food, that was unlikely...

"When I bought it before, the vendor said it would take two months to mature, but I didn't believe it. But I've grown it myself, haven't I? I can't help but believe it!

And potatoes are like sweet potatoes, one plant can produce several fruits, but the fruits are bigger and more numerous than those of sweet potatoes, you see."

Cheng Yue took the potatoes out of the basket and put them on the table. She knew that this amount of time was unimaginable for them and that they would definitely need a buffer period.

The village head picked up a potato and rubbed it repeatedly. "Indeed, it looks smoother than sweet potato."

The potatoes in the basket were big and small, some were as big as a fist, and some were as big as an egg. If he hadn't seen Cheng Yue planting them in April with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that they would be mature in two months.

Cheng Yue pushed the bowl on the table and said, "Try it first!"

Everyone is really curious about what it tastes like and whether it will be astringent. After all, two months is too short!

Wang Chunmei trotted into the kitchen and took out chopsticks. The village head first picked up a fried potato and stuffed it into his mouth. His drooping eyelids immediately lifted up, "Delicious! Fragrant and soft!"

The village head rarely makes this kind of expression, and when he does, it usually means he is quite surprised.

Feng knew him best, so she quickly took a piece and put it in her mouth. It was so delicious that she couldn't speak, and she just nodded and said "Hmm!"

Zhang Dashan, Zhang Dajiang and the others swallowed their saliva, picked up a piece of potato with chopsticks and put it into their mouths, praising it non-stop, "It smells so good! This potato is much better than sweet potato!"

After taking a bite, Qian Yulan asked again, "Can we steam or cook this like food?"

The dishes made by Cheng Yue are rich in oil and seasoning. Even the tree roots are delicious. But what if there is no oil and seasoning? What will it taste like?

Cheng Yue smiled and said, "Of course! This is food, you can eat it in any way you want. You can steam it directly or cook it with rice."

Potatoes themselves have no taste and go well with any seasoning. They are also good eaten alone. The food itself is very fragrant.

Qian Yulan said cheerfully: "That's really good stuff! Let's steam it and eat it tonight!"

The head of the village became more and more excited as he ate more potatoes. He was now eager to know the actual potato yield!

He is old and has experienced two famines. He is still frightened when he thinks about them now. Therefore, he has the strongest desire for food, which is the guarantee that they will not starve!

If the yield of potatoes is really higher than that of other crops, how many lives can be saved!

He lived his whole life, and although he was only a village head, he always had the simplest wish in his heart, which was to hope that more people could have enough to eat and not have to endure the pain of hunger!

"Cheng Yue girl, have you dug up all the potatoes in your field? How many kilograms are there in total?"

"I was afraid they weren't fully ripe, so I dug a basket first. We should have finished digging the rest this afternoon. I'll let you know after weighing them."

Cheng Yue could hear the anxiousness in the headman's voice and could guess what he was thinking. They didn't plant much, only two mu of land, so they could definitely finish digging it in one afternoon.

As for the yield, she is not particularly clear about it. She never calculated it when she planted it before. However, this potato is a modern improved variety, so the yield per mu is definitely high.

Li Zheng stood up immediately and said, "Then I'll go with you to take a look!"

It's not dug well yet! He couldn't wait to see it with his own eyes. Food is the most important thing for farmers!

Zhang Dashan and the others were also eager to go. Who wouldn't want to see how potatoes grow? "How about we all go and take a look?"

As a result, the village head rolled his eyes and said, "Why are you joining in the fun? Everyone is going up the mountain to pick herbs. Can you really see the flowers when you go?"

He knew that Cheng Yue didn’t plant much, and now that Chen An’s leg was healed and he was able to work, he didn’t need their help at all.

If they all ran over, they certainly wouldn't be able to just stand there and watch. If they helped with the work, Chen An and Cheng Yue would definitely feel uncomfortable.

Zhang Dashan scratched his head and said, "Okay, let's go collect herbs!"

Mrs. Feng also wanted to go and see the potatoes, but the whole family was out and she had to stay at home. After all, there were medicinal herbs drying on the wall and a lot of money hidden in the house!

It just so happened that her two sons and daughters-in-law went out to collect medicinal herbs, so it was a good time for her to take a rest while looking after the house.

"Uncle Lizheng, let's go up now!"

"Hey! Good, good, good!"

As soon as Cheng Yue called out, the head of the village immediately followed with a smile on his face, making the brothers Zhang Dashan and Zhang Dajiang shake their heads.

Come on, in front of my parents, not only is my daughter-in-law’s status higher than theirs, but now Chen An and Cheng Yue also surpass them!

But it's still good! Although Chen An is not their biological brother, he is the brother they chose themselves, better than a biological brother!

Besides, if it weren't for Chen An and Cheng Yue, how could they have such a good life today? In the final analysis, they are the ones who benefited!

After Cheng Yue and the village head went up the mountain, they saw that Chen An was not at the old house, and Chen Tong and Chen Ning were not at home either. All the baskets in the house were gone, so they went straight to the fields.

Chen Tong and Chen Ning were pulling potato vines, and Chen An was wielding a pickaxe to dig potatoes. They were not surprised to see Cheng Yue coming up with the village head.

He immediately greeted him, "Uncle Village Chief, you are here! Look at these potatoes, one plant can produce so many!"

The village head trotted over and looked at a potato plant that had just been dug out. He was extremely surprised and said, "Great! Judging from this, the yield will be high!"

As they were all used to growing crops, they could roughly calculate the yield, but he didn't know whether every plant could produce so much, so he could only wait and see.

Chen An had an idea in his mind. After all, potatoes were the food in there, so they must be high-yielding! But he couldn't say too much, so he just said, "It shouldn't be a small amount. We can only wait until they are all dug out and weighed."

"Then dig quickly!" The head of the village was so excited that he couldn't stop his hands and helped pick potatoes.

Cheng Yue and Chen An looked at each other, and they knew that the village head would not just sit there and watch, and he was indeed restless.

Don't stop me, let's work together!

Chen An and Cheng Yue worked hard to dig potatoes, Chen Tong and Chen Ning were concentrating on pulling potato vines, and the village head was happily picking potatoes. It was a clear division of labor.