The Su family noticed Su Hua's unusual behavior, but they had never seen the object on the ground before. They looked at it from all angles but couldn't figure it out. They just assumed it was some wild fruit that the wild ox hadn't finished eating.

Seeing Su Hua step forward to pick up the fruit, Su Sanhu picked it up first. Smelling the pungent smell of saliva on it, his stern brows furrowed. "Hua'er, this fruit has been in the mouth of a cow for who knows how long. It's filthy. If you like wild fruit, I'll go find some for you when I get back from the county today. You absolutely cannot eat this."

Su Erhu nodded, glancing furtively at Su Baishi, and lowered his voice considerably, "Although we've never seen this fruit before, the fact that even wild oxen could find it means there must be more in Fuhu Mountain, and quite a few at that. If it's in the mountains, we're sure to find it... Ouch..."

He was speaking when he received a solid slap on the forehead.

Immediately following was Su Bai's lioness-like roar, "Su Erhu, Su Erhu, do you think I'm deaf or deaf? You dare to instigate your sister to go to Fuhu Mountain right in front of me? No wonder Hua'er likes to run up the mountain, it's all because of you, you scoundrel! I'll teach you to teach bad things instead of good ones!"

Without saying a word, she swung another solid slingshot at her.

Su Erhu didn't dare to dodge either. He was afraid that if he did, the storm that awaited him would be even fiercer, and he was even more afraid that if he dodged, his mother would lose control and fall to the ground. Only after Su Baishi had finished beating him did he dare to force a smile and beg for mercy.

“Mother misunderstood me. I meant that my brothers and I went into the mountains to find fruit for Hua’er, not that Hua’er would go by herself. And we won’t go into Fuhu Mountain, but will just wander around the outer hills. After all, birds like to eat fruit, and maybe the seeds left over will be spat out.”

Madam Qian nodded repeatedly, "Mother, my husband is only doing this for Hua'er's own good. It's not right for you to hit her like this..."

"Why can't I hit my own son if he does something wrong?" Upon hearing this, Madam Su raised her slanted eyes and glared at Madam Qian, then gave Su Erhu another flick on the forehead. "You came from my belly, I can tell what kind of shit you're going to poop just by looking at your butt."

What do you mean, "You only wander around outside and never go into the mountains"? You're trying to fool me.

It started wandering around the small hills when it was still barely out of its shell, and now it's been wandering for eighteen years. If it could find this fruit, it would have found it long ago, instead of waiting until now!

Su Erhu was so scolded that he looked dejected, his lips trembled slightly, but he didn't say a word.

Seeing her second brother's pitiful state, Su Hua quickly took the purplish-red object from Su Sanhu's hand and explained gently, "This is not a fruit from a tree, but a sweet potato that grows in the soil. It is generally difficult to find unless the top layer of soil is dug up. Even if you brothers go to Fuhu Mountain to look for it, it will be like looking for a needle in a haystack."

The Su family was even more astonished upon hearing this.

This thing isn't a fruit, but grows in the ground?

The name "sweet potato" is especially unfamiliar to me.

Su Erhu thought for a moment, then examined the sweet potato carefully for a long time before licking his lips. "Hua'er, can this sweet potato be used to make dishes similar to snails or spicy hot pot?"

Things are valued for their rarity, and since this sweet potato has never appeared before, it has the perfect timing.

Hua'er has always been ahead of the game when it comes to food, and she has one trick after another to make money. The way her eyes lit up when she saw the sweet potato just now was almost as if she was saying that the sweet potato was a great treasure.

Su Hua wasn't too surprised by Su Erhu's sensitivity, and just smiled and nodded, "Second brother is right. Sweet potatoes can not only be eaten raw, but also steamed, roasted, boiled, or sliced ​​and dried into sweet potato chips."

It can also be processed into delicate foods, such as candied sweet potatoes, sweet potato cakes, sweet potato puddings, and even sweet potato noodles.

Sweet potato noodles are absolutely divine in mala tang (a type of spicy hot pot). Simply boil the noodles in the broth, and they absorb the spicy sauce, becoming like translucent gemstones with a rich, vibrant color. Not only are they beautiful, but the taste is also irresistible.

The mala tang they sell mainly consists of meat and vegetable skewers. Eating ten or so skewers isn't very filling, so many customers have to buy noodles and wontons to go with their mala tang.

But whether it's noodles, wontons, mutton soup, or sesame flatbread, none of them are as well-suited to sweet potato noodles and spicy hot pot.

If sweet potatoes can really be grown, their spicy hot pot business will also take off.

As soon as Su Hua finished speaking, a series of swallowing sounds rang out at the doorway. The adults were relatively restrained, but the three little ones had already started whispering to each other, their heads touching.

Su Erlang tugged at Su Dalang's sleeve, "Dalang, I want to eat every kind of sweet potato dish that Auntie mentioned, what should I do?"

"You have no respect for elders! You have to call me Big Brother!" Su Dalang put his little hands behind his back, glanced at him lightly, and after reiterating his authority as the eldest brother who was born half an incense stick earlier for the umpteenth time, he sighed heavily, "There's only one sweet potato in the cow's mouth. Steaming it, roasting it, or drying it are not very reliable. Maybe boiling it would be able to give it a taste."

Hearing this, Chunhua frowned slightly. "It's a pity there's only one sweet potato in the cow's mouth. If only there were three or four more, we could try all the foods Auntie mentioned..."

Su Hua almost laughed when she heard this. The reason why the bison had this sweet potato in its mouth was probably because when it got up to eat its midnight snack, it was caught by the tigress and the others, and didn't even have time to swallow the food.

One is already a pleasant surprise, how could there be three or four more?

She waved her hand, signaling her eldest and second sons to bring over a basin of clean water.

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