Armed with a machete and a gun, armed with a system, they fled the famine.

Chapter 475 The Taste Is Strange

Shen Yu naturally also received a sweet potato from Yang Sanlang.

After tasting the sweet potatoes grown in the sandy soil, he suddenly had a new idea.

He pulled Yang Sanlang aside and secretly asked him, "Sanlang, did you bring back a lot of sweet potatoes? Could you share some with me?"

Yang Sanlang naturally knew what he wanted to do, but they hadn't brought back many sweet potatoes this time, so they really couldn't give him too many.

He apologized, "We only brought back a few bags, and after distributing them to each family, they're all gone. If Brother Shen wants these sandy soil sweet potatoes, I'm afraid we'll have to wait until they become widely available in the north."

After thinking for a moment, he added, "But Brother Shen, don't worry. We were just discussing planting sandy sweet potatoes on the farm first. Maybe we can get them planted this year. You can wait a little longer."

Shen Yu knew he was asking too much of Yang Sanlang, but after hearing what Yang Sanlang said, he didn't feel any regret.

Hearing Yang Sanlang say that they were planning to try planting sweet potatoes in sandy soil at home, I was immediately delighted.

"Okay, I think you will definitely succeed in this trial planting. Let's wait and see."

Whether it will succeed or not is anyone's guess.

The next day, Yang Sanlang went to the back mountain to find sandy soil.

After wandering around in the mountains all day, on his way back, he found a piece of land on the outskirts of the mountains that looked very similar to sandy soil.

It was already dark when he tied a strip of cloth to a nearby tree and hurried back.

After returning and telling Zhao Yan about it, the two decided to go to the back mountain again at dawn.

So the next day, after breakfast, Zhao Xiaomi and Zhao Yunjie went to school. Zhao Yan sent Xiao Fu Niu and Xiao Fu Bao to Tian Xiu E's place, and then went to the back mountain with Yang San Lang.

Upon arriving at the location, Zhao Yan examined the soil and said uncertainly, "The soil here is quite different from the sandy soil in the north. I wonder if sweet potatoes can grow here? And if they do, will they taste good?"

"We can give it a try first. This year, we'll just plant a small patch."

Yang Sanlang was also unsure.

However, he felt that planting a small plot of land wouldn't be too much trouble.

Zhao Yan thought for a moment and replied, "Well, let's try planting a small plot first."

Yang Sanlang naturally had no objection to this.

After discussing the matter, the two immediately began to tidy up the land beneath their feet.

They hadn't planned to plant much, and in less than an hour, the two of them had finished preparing the land.

Having brought nothing with her, Zhao Yan simply searched the system's shop and bought a small plow, making plowing the land incredibly easy.

Of course, she wouldn't do it.

She taught Yang Sanlang how to use it, and then went to sit aside.

Let's get on the recliners and drink some yogurt.

Lying comfortably under a big tree watching her husband work, she was enjoying a blissful life.

During a break from work, Yang Sanlang glanced over at her and saw that she looked relaxed and content, which made him feel cheerful and open-minded as well.

He was more comfortable living on the farm.

He worked for almost half an hour before he was able to clear out two plots of land.

Seeing that he had finished his work, Zhao Yan slowly got up and walked over, handing him a bottle of beer that had already been opened.

"Here, have a taste and see if you like it."

Yang Sanlang suppressed his curiosity, took the drink, and tried a sip.

Instantly, a rich, indescribable flavor filled my mouth.

He asked Zhao Yan, "Yan'er, what is this? I can't describe the taste."

Zhao Yan explained with a smile, "This is called beer. It's made from fermented grains. You should be very familiar with it."

She had tasted the wines of this era, and although the taste was slightly different from the ones she had brought out, they were actually quite similar.

Upon hearing that it was alcohol, Yang Sanlang exclaimed in surprise, "You mean this is beer? How come it tastes... like this?"

He felt something was off.

"You might not be used to this taste."

Zhao Yan took the beer bottle from the man's hand, and the beer disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Two minutes later, a bottle of yogurt appeared in her hand.

"Then drink this, it can help you regain some energy."

She handed the yogurt to Yang Sanlang.

Yang Sanlang had drunk the yogurt before. He took the yogurt and finished it in a few gulps.

Next, Zhao Yan bought a lot of food from the system store and handed it to Yang Sanlang until he waved his hand and said he had had enough.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, Zhao Yan put all her belongings into her spatial storage cabinet and slowly walked back with Yang Sanlang.

Thinking of the plowing machine from earlier, Yang Sanlang couldn't help but ask Zhao Yan, "Yan'er, that plowing machine you gave me earlier was amazing. It could move by itself as soon as you pressed the switch. Did a deity use some kind of magic on it?"

Even now, he still believes that the reason Zhao Yan can conjure up all sorts of novel objects is because she has been blessed by the gods.

Upon hearing this, a glint of shrewdness flashed in Zhao Yan's peach blossom eyes.

That wasn't some kind of magic from a deity; it was clearly because the plow was powered by electricity.

However, there was no electricity at that time, and the people had no concept of it at all, so it was troublesome for her to explain.

After thinking for a moment, she explained to Yang Sanlang, "Actually, it's not some kind of divine magic. I don't believe in any gods or immortals in this world. Just think of that machine as having a power source that makes it move."

Honestly, this is too complicated to explain. I should have just bought a manual ploughing machine.

Yang Sanlang narrowed his dark eyes slightly, racking his brains for a long time but still couldn't figure out what his motivation was.

However, although he didn't know exactly what the ploughing machine was, he was certain that what happened to his daughter Yan'er had absolutely nothing to do with gods or anything like that.

Yang Sanlang curled the corners of his lips and softly replied, "Yes, I understand."

A few days later, Zhao Yan asked Yang Sanlang and Chen An to take the first batch of sweet potato vines to the back mountain to plant, and also to plant sweet potatoes in the newly cleared sandy land.

The villagers of Huaihua Village also planted their second batch of sweet potato seedlings at almost the same time.

Outside of the farm, almost every household in the village grows sweet potatoes.

Because of the weather in the north, only one crop of sweet potatoes can be grown each year. Therefore, Dou Huai'an did not take any action. He simply followed Dou Qingran's instructions and had people take good care of the sweet potatoes, waiting to plant them again next year.

A few days after the second batch of sweet potatoes was planted, Qi Caixia's stomach began to hurt.

Seeing that she was in a lot of pain, Zhou Renbin realized that his wife was about to give birth!

So his expression changed, and he took off running towards his mother.

Running and shouting, "Mother! Mother! Caixia is about to give birth! Come quick!"