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

Whether steamed, grilled, or boiled, it tastes delicious.

But there are many varieties of sweet potatoes. Zhao Yan's favorite is the kind with red skin and yellow flesh, which has fewer fibers and tastes sweeter.

Curious about what kind of sweet potatoes were growing here, Zhao Yan put her basket on the ground, parted the sweet potato vines under her feet, and started digging with all her might using a machete.

Huchihuchi——

She followed the sweet potato vine downwards and easily dug out a bunch of sweet potatoes.

Wiping the sweat from her forehead, Zhao Yan looked up into the distance.

With such a large sweet potato field, she couldn't dig up many by herself in a day.

We need to call some people over to help dig.

After brushing off the dirt from the sweet potato, Zhao Yan selected a long and thin one and snapped it in two.

Seeing the yellow flesh inside, Zhao Yan smiled contentedly.

very nice.

It is a red-skinned, yellow-fleshed sweet potato.

It was exactly the kind she loved to eat.

Moreover, not only can you eat the sweet potatoes underground, but you can also pick the sweet potato stalks and leaves above ground and stir-fry them.

The sweet potato stems were peeled, stir-fried, and became crisp and refreshing; the taste was quite good.

Thinking this, she kept working, specifically targeting the tender sweet potato stalks.

Before long, Zhao Yan had picked a large bunch of sweet potato stalks and leaves.

She tied the items together with vines, put them in her basket, glanced around at her surroundings, and then turned back the way she came.

Yang Sanlang and his companions had been walking for an hour and were all exhausted. They were now sitting or lying down under a century-old tree to cool off.

Apart from Zhao Yunchen, the other children were all too tired to sleep and were put to bed in the carriage.

Yang Sanlang leaned against the tree trunk, pretending to doze off, while his two-month-old kitten, Xiao Hui, obediently rested beside his legs.

Hearing the soft sound of footsteps on tree branches, Yang Sanlang suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were clear and bright, showing no sign of fatigue.

"Who is there?"

Little Gray also jumped up and made "woof woof woof" sounds towards the thorn bushes to the west.

"it's me."

A clear, melodious voice came from the west side, and the next second, Zhao Yan pushed aside the thorns in front of her and stepped out.

When Tian Xiu'e saw her return, she went up and took the basket from her back. Seeing what was inside, she asked happily, "Yan'er, what is this? Can we eat it?"

"You can eat it."

Zhao Yan took the sweet potato stalks out of the basket, pulled one out, and showed it to Tian Xiu'e how to eat it.

"This long stem is called a sweet potato stalk. After peeling it, you can stir-fry it."

"These are sweet potato leaves. After blanching them in boiling water, they can be eaten as a cold dish. If you have wheat flour, you can also make them into pancakes."

Unfortunately, they don't have much flour left, so they can't make the flatbread for the time being.

Although Zhao Yan brought back vegetables and other food, Tian Xiu'e was already very satisfied with having something to eat.

"Give it to me, and I'll make you something to eat right now."

Zhao Yan agreed, handing the items to Tian Xiu'e while also taking out a few sweet potatoes from her basket.

"Sister Tian, ​​these sweet potatoes are edible too. After we eat, I'll take everyone to dig for sweet potatoes."

Upon hearing this, Tian Xiu'e's eyes widened suddenly.

"You mean, this thing is buried in the ground? And it's edible? How do you eat it?"

Zhao Yan couldn't help but smile.

"Yes, this is the kind of sweet potato that grows in the field, and there are quite a lot of them."

"Bury these sweet potatoes in the fire, and they'll be ready to eat in a little while. Or peel them, cut them into chunks, and boil them."

"That's really nice."

Tian Xiu'e excitedly bowed to the heavens again and again.

"Yan'er, you rest for a bit. I'll go cook now, and we'll go right away after we eat."

After saying that, she hurriedly left with her things.

As for why Zhao Yan knew this thing was called a sweet potato and why she didn't doubt it at all, it's a mystery.

In Tian Xiu'e's mind, Zhao Yan had become an all-around person.

If she says it's edible, then it's edible.

The good news that Zhao Yan brought back surprised Yuan Yutang and the others for a long time.

Yuan Yutang felt a renewed sense of doubt.

He had once tasted something called sweet potato, which was quite similar to the one that Yan Yatou brought back.

He pondered for a moment and asked, "Yan'er, what's the difference between the sweet potatoes and yams you mentioned? The sweet potatoes you brought back look a lot like the yams I've eaten before. Are the flesh inside sweet?"

Ok?

Does this mean that sweet potatoes already exist in this era?

How come she has no recollection of it at all?

Zhao Yan raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"It's sweet. I don't know if it's the same food as sweet potato. I used to secretly eat this when I was at my parents' house, so I know what it looks like."

Ha ha.

No matter what happened to her in her parents' home, as long as she denies it, no one can say she's lying.

"I see."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Yutang said no more.

As long as they can eat it, regardless of whether it's the same or not, they don't need to worry about food for the time being.

Seeing Zhao Yan's calm gaze, Yang Sanlang's doubts deepened.

How can a girl who has been mentally challenged since birth really remember what she has eaten since childhood?

Yang Sanlang had a big question mark in his mind about this.

Following Zhao Yan's instructions, Tian Xiu'e quickly stir-fried a plate of dried pork and sweet potato stems, and cooked a pot of sweet potato leaf and dumpling soup.

Finally, they threw five fist-sized sweet potatoes into the stone stove.

When it was almost time, Zhao Yan hurriedly used tree branches to pull the charred sweet potatoes out of the fire.

Zhao Yunjie and the others woke up and gathered around, their eyes fixed eagerly on the sweet potatoes on the ground.

Yuan Tianbao couldn't wait to reach out and grab it, but Zhao Yan slapped him down.

"Don't rush, let it cool down a bit before you eat it, it's hot right now."

Startled, Yuan Tianbao quickly withdrew his hand, then asked expectantly, "Auntie, is it really that delicious?"

Zhao Yan smiled, pursing her lips, "Of course, when has your aunt ever lied to you?"

The three Zhao brothers firmly believed this.

Zhao Yunchen: "Tianbao, don't rush, you'll be the first to eat later."

Zhao Yunjie: "I believe what my aunt said. If my aunt said that sweet potatoes are sweet, then they must be sweet."

Zhao Yunqi: "Yes, I believe in my aunt too."

Needless to say, Chen Qingjiao and Zhao Xiaomi trusted Zhao Yan completely.

After a while, Zhao Yan felt that the sweet potato skin was no longer so hot, and then she distributed the sweet potatoes to everyone.

Ignoring his dirty paws, Yuan Tianbao peeled off the skin of the sweet potato and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Mmm~ Delicious! So sweet!"

He had just taken a bite when he grinned and praised it.

The sweetness of the roasted sweet potatoes is fully brought out, so sweet it's almost like drinking sugar water.

Everyone was full of praise.

Although our hands were covered in black ash from eating it, the sweetness was undeniable.

Yuan Yutang exclaimed with delight, "This is a sweet potato!" (Hereafter, "sweet potato" was used to refer to yams.)

Zhao Yan simply smiled in response, not daring to reveal too much.

Yuanbo is right, this is a sweet potato after all.

After eating roasted sweet potatoes, everyone tried stir-fried pork with sweet potato stems and sweet potato leaf soup.

Sweet potato stalks are refreshing and crisp, and dumpling soup is filling and satisfying; they are indeed good things to fill your stomach.

After the meal, Yuan Yutang asked Zhao Yan, "Yan'er, is that sweet potato field you mentioned far away? Shall we go there together?"

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Yan immediately said, "Let's all go over there. That sweet potato grove isn't close to here, and going back and forth would be a waste of time."