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It's noon now, and the villagers have all gone home for lunch and rest. We haven't encountered many people along the way.

On the way up the mountain, Ye Caiping explained how to process the bitter cassava.

Ye Caiping explained things very clearly, and the three old men couldn't help but gasp. The process was so complicated! No wonder it could remove the toxins!

This time, Old Man Ye and the other two were 90% convinced.

Soon, they arrived at the cassava forest.

The cassava bushes are lush and green, stretching across half the mountainside.

This thing is inedible and unusable. Even if it were cut down for firewood, people were afraid it would release poisonous fumes, so no villager had ever cut it down.

Old Man Ye saw several broken trees on the ground, which looked like they were the ones his daughter and two granddaughters had broken off a few days ago.

"Big brother, dig this one." Ye Caiping pointed to a large one.

Ye Daquan spat twice into his hand, picked up the hoe, and shoveled it hard next to the cassava plant, then flicked it up.

The old man and his wife pulled on the tree trunk and pried it up, uprooting a cassava plant. The large cassava was exposed to the sunlight.

There were eight or nine tubers, thick and long, weighing about thirty kilograms in total.

"The yield is huge!" Ye Daquan swallowed hard.

The old man and his wife were quite frightened.

If it's poisonous, that's terrifying! But if it's food, that's a wonderful surprise!

"I'll teach you how to peel it." Ye Caiping casually chopped off one of the stalks.

She sat down on the ground, and slowly sliced ​​the cassava diagonally downwards with the sickle. With a final lift, she revealed the snow-white flesh.

The three old men, with trembling hands and hearts pounding, picked up a cassava.

After all, since childhood, their elders had warned them that this was a poisonous root that could kill people, so they subconsciously felt some fear and resistance.

They followed Ye Caiping's method to peel the cassava. Then, they chopped the cassava into small pieces.

Soon, the nine cassava roots were processed.

The group arrived at the mountain stream, and Ye Caiping, just like last time, tied the cassava to the water.

"Actually, you can soak it in a basin, but you need to change the water every hour. Rinsing it directly under running water saves the trouble of changing the water and the effect is even better," said Ye Caiping.

The three old men listened and nodded, firmly memorizing the key points.

"Soak it for a day and a night, and it will be ready to eat tomorrow."