Chapter 109: Auspicious Snow Heralds a Good Harvest
When the hot bowl of potatoes was brought in, it was still smoking. The heat brought with it a fragrance, and Du Zhiyi was fascinated by the aroma.
Smells so good!
It smells even better than sweet potatoes!
The cold wind blows gently, and the bowl in my hand is like a little sun, spreading the warmth from my fingertips to my whole body.
As soon as Du Zhiyi entered the house, she put the bowl of potatoes on the table. The skin of the potatoes was cracked by the steaming, revealing the yellow core inside. She couldn't wait to reach out and pick up the one on top, and with a gentle force, the palm-sized potato was cut into two.
His fingertips dug into the potato and it hurt. Du Zhiyi screamed, "Hot! Hot! Hot!" Then he threw the two pieces of potato back into the bowl and rubbed his earlobe with his hand.
"Be careful. I know you are curious and anxious, but you are too anxious!" Yu Chengyan took Du Zhiyi's finger from her earlobe with heartache and checked carefully for burns.
I saw her fingertips were red and I felt very distressed.
"Mother Yi, the potato is right here and it won't run away. I'm so sad that you got burned! How can I leave with peace of mind?"
Du Zhiyi changed her previous demeanor and became a little bit feminine, "This potato smells so good, I can't wait just because I smelled it."
Xu Zhao did not interrupt the couple's love affair. She was no stranger to such scenes in modern times. Only when the couple lived in harmony would Mr. Yu try hard for the sake of his wife and children.
What surprised her was that when she first met Mrs. Du, she had the demeanor of a strong woman and was calm, but now she showed her gentleness and thoughtfulness.
On the other hand, Shen Lingge, who had never experienced sex, felt very embarrassed when facing such a scene. It was a bit hurtful to be so affectionate in front of a young boy like him!
In the words of Sister Zhao Zhao, this is torturing single people!
“Ahem,” Shen Lingge coughed lightly, signaling them to be more careful.
In the past, they were used to being casual in the village. The women and children in the village had seen them being affectionate more than once or twice, so they had long been accustomed to it. At this moment, they had forgotten that there were outsiders around.
Du Zhiyi quickly shook off her husband's hand, her face slightly red.
"Your Highness, it was my husband and I who lost our composure." Yu Chengyan bowed apologetically.
Shen Lingge was not a person who cared about every little thing, and waved his hands repeatedly, "It is a good thing for a couple to be harmonious. The husband cares about his wife, which makes me envious."
His mother passed away early, and loving couples did not exist in the royal family. Sometimes, he still envied the children of ordinary people, who had loving parents and children sitting at their laps.
The temperature in the room was not high to begin with, and within just two or three sentences, the heat from the potatoes was dissipating.
"The temperature is just right now. Why don't you try these potatoes, sir or madam?" Seeing the dejection on Shen Lingge's face, Xu Zhao calmly changed the subject.
As expected, as soon as the topic changed, as long as food was mentioned, Shen Lingge immediately changed his expression, "This potato is really delicious. I was shocked when I ate it for the first time."
The potato that had been split was still half the size of a palm. Du Zhiyi picked up one half, broke it in half again and handed it to her husband, "Husband, try it and see how it tastes!"
The inside of the steamed potatoes is soft and sticky, unlike the core of sweet potatoes which has strips of thread-like fibers.
Yu Chengyan and his wife took a bite and their eyes lit up, "Delicious!"
The steamed potatoes are soft and dense, melt in your mouth, and have a sweet aftertaste. It is truly a rare delicacy!
Shen Lingge naturally did not miss the expressions of the two of them. He had the same expression when he first ate the potato.
While it was still hot, he would not miss the potato. He picked up the remaining half, broke it gently, and gave half to Xu Zhao.
Good things are meant to be shared.
Xu Zhao took it, thanked him, and started to eat it in small bites. The familiar taste burst in his mouth, and it was indeed soft and sticky.
Shen Lingge ate it with big mouthfuls, "This potato is amazing, it was crispy when fried, but now it's soft and sticky."
He still remembered the spicy and sour potato shreds that Sister Zhaozhao had made for him. He had missed the taste for a long time.
"There are many ways to cook potatoes. You can study and develop them carefully." Xu Zhao said with a smile.
Du Zhiyi finished the potatoes in her hand. "These potatoes are really magical. Although I only ate a few, I feel no longer hungry now."
After learning what happened in Songfeng Village last night, she had no appetite this morning and couldn't eat. She was just stimulated by the fragrance and hurriedly picked up the potatoes. Besides feeling novelty, she was mostly hungry.
There were still two potatoes left in the bowl. "Yiniang, take these potatoes out for everyone to taste."
"Hey, I'll go right away!"
But these two potatoes are not enough for so many people.
However, as long as these potatoes are planted next year, by the end of the year, everyone in the village will be able to eat such delicious food. Thinking of this, a happy smile appeared on Yu Chengyan's face.
It was getting late, so Xu Zhao stood up and said goodbye. If he didn't go back, someone might rush into the village in a hurry.
Xu Zhao opened the door and saw heavy snow falling.
She stretched out her hand, and a white snowflake fell on her palm. She turned around and said, "Auspicious snow means a good harvest. I think this is God's hint to us that you are the one we are looking for."
Before leaving, Xu Zhao still reminded him worriedly: "These potatoes must be stored properly. The ones that have sprouted can only be used as seeds. If you peel them and find that they are green inside, remember to cut off the green part quickly, as it is also poisonous."
"I'll keep this in mind!"
Xu Zhao: "Mr. Yu, I look forward to seeing you next time!"
She also didn't know when she would "die", maybe the next time they met would be when she traveled through time again.
"Farewell, Crown Prince!" Yu Chengyan handed an umbrella to the two of them and respectfully saw them off.
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Chen Yu, who was far away at the foot of the mountain, originally returned to the carriage to rest, but he could not let go of Xu Zhao and could not sleep, so he got out of the carriage, sat on the carriage board, and waited quietly for Xu Zhao to return.
A soldier came back halfway and wanted to inquire about Xu Zhao's recent situation. He learned that Xu Zhao asked everyone to stay outside the village and he took Shen Lingge into the Lihua Village. As for what the situation was like inside, he was clueless.
At that moment, he was upset.
He wanted to follow the soldiers to Lihua Village at all costs, but then he thought that if Xu Zhao saw that he did not get a good rest, she would probably be angry with him. He could only keep calm and wait for her to come back silently.
The sky was gloomy and snow began to fall without warning. The snow was like goose feathers or catkins, floating down slowly.
The north wind gradually rises, and the cold is biting.
An hour later, when Shen Yu's patience was about to run out, he saw a group of familiar figures appearing on the mountain road. The two people in the lead were holding umbrellas. They were Xu Zhao and Qinghe!
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