Because the children are young, all you need to do is put the sweet potatoes into the basket until it's full.
After the women and men finished their work, they came together to carry the baskets full of sweet potatoes to the brigade headquarters.
Then some older women sat there picking out the best sweet potatoes.
If the skin is broken, put it in a separate pile.
Sweet potatoes with cracked skin like these cannot be stored through the winter and are prone to mold; eating them can cause diarrhea.
The best way, of course, is to eat it as soon as possible.
Generally, Tan Dingguo would distribute a small portion to each household first.
Of course, some people also boil these sweet potatoes and then dry them into sweet potato chips.
This is much easier to store than raw sweet potatoes, and because of the sun exposure, the sugar in the sweet potatoes is locked inside.
Take a bite, and if you chew it for a while, a sweet taste will linger on your taste buds.
When Ning Jing arrived, it was harvest season, and these things had long been wiped out.
Even if they weren't completely wiped out, people would almost never easily give them to others to eat.
"Sister Guihua, why don't you just make sweet potatoes into noodles?"
Looking at the pile of sweet potatoes that resembled a small mountain, Ning Jing asked with some curiosity.
"We don't have that much free time. Making sweet potatoes into vermicelli is delicious, but it will reduce the quantity."
Moreover, even if you want to make those dishes taste good, you have to be willing to use a lot of spices.
Otherwise, boiling glass noodles in plain water is not only a waste of time and effort, but also tasteless; a bite of sweet potato is much more delicious!
Wang Guihua wiped away her sweat and looked at the sweet potatoes she had harvested, estimating that there would be around 100,000 jin (50,000 kg).
Each household will receive at least 500 jin of sweet potatoes. Although 500 jin of sweet potatoes is not much, there are still corn and soybeans to be harvested next.
Once all of those have been harvested, we can buy some more from the village and make it to the autumn harvest season of the following year.
If next year is a good harvest, there will be plenty of grain, and we won't have to worry about going hungry.
Ning Jing never expected that the reason would be like this.
She had previously thought that people here didn't know how to make vermicelli.
Actually, you can understand it by thinking about it. When the harvest is bad and people are hungry, they just need to be able to eat their fill, regardless of whether the food tastes good or not.
"Ning Jing, why did your Hong Xing take so long to walk?"
Seeing Ning Jing and Wang Guihua whispering to each other, Wang Dingxiang couldn't help but feel displeased and asked with a hint of malice.
Everyone around listened intently to Ning Jing's response.
After all, the women and children in the village had all heard what Fu Jianguo had said before.
Of course, some people believe this kind of thing, and some people don't.
Now that someone has brought it up, how could they not be curious?
"Sister-in-law Dingxiang, I haven't even kept track of how long my Hongxing has been gone, but you've calculated it so clearly!"
Besides, he was sent to do errands at the coal mine, not to play around.
He had no choice but to obey orders.
Moreover, nothing major happened at home.
"Why are you asking so specifically, sister-in-law? Is something the matter?"
Everyone chuckled and couldn't help but stare intently at Wang Dingxiang's face.
Ning Jing's words made Wang Dingxiang's face instantly turn bright red, then darken in an instant.
She is indeed gossipy and likes to talk about everything, but only when she talks about others, not herself.
Besides, he was related to Wang Guihua in some way.
Even if Ning Jing is only doing this for Wang Guihua's sake, she shouldn't have lost face like this.
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