"We'll wait another ten days, and once we get the silver, we'll set off back to Jinling."
"Jiaojiao, are you coming back with us, or will you take the land route back to Jianzhou Prefecture?"
"I'm going back to Anping County!"
Once we get the silver, we'll keep what belongs to our family, and I'll take the rest that should go to Chi Yu.
Father, you still need to help me get some more grain to Anping County.
By the way, you should also stock up on more food and such.
The news that Lord Fang received was of extreme heat and severe drought.
"From what the Sixth Princess is saying, this is the case in many parts of the Great Chu Kingdom. You should make preparations as soon as possible."
"Yes, your father has lived for decades, I know what to do."
"Alright, you take a rest. I'm going out for a walk to see if I can bring back some things to sell."
In Qiao's father's opinion, since they were already in the capital, they might as well buy some reasonably priced items and resell them back home.
Every extra bit of money counts.
However, judging from today's situation, it was right for him to give up most of his wealth and get on the good side of the Marquis of Zhenbei.
The empress's legitimate daughter, the princess, and the mistress of the Grand Tutor's mansion are not people anyone can just see whenever they want.
Today, he has certainly broadened his horizons and gained new knowledge.
When he returns to Jinling, he'll have enough to brag about for years.
*
Chi Yu in Chijia'ao had no idea what price the items she took out of her spatial storage could fetch.
On the day of their wedding, Qin Mu led Fang Shizhong and others into the Beilian Mountains, giving her several days of time.
She didn't rest, but continued working.
It's just not like before, working day and night.
When Fang Shizhong and Qin Mu returned, not only had the land in her space been planted, but even the wood ash and cement had been made.
As soon as Fang Shizhong returned, he didn't care about his fatigue. After washing his face, he looked at Chi Yu with bright eyes.
"Mr. Chi, Amu said you have sweet potatoes here?"
Chi Yu had already prepared the food. Upon hearing this, she took out a basket of sweet potatoes that she had stored beforehand and handed it over.
This basket probably weighs only about ten kilograms.
"Sir, this food is called sweet potato. It can be steamed, boiled, roasted, or stir-fried."
When farming, there aren't many requirements for the choice of land.
Even in mountainous areas like our Chijia'ao, it can be grown.
It's just that the output might not be that good.
However, even at its lowest, it is still higher than that of crops such as rice and wheat.
Under normal circumstances, a yield of two to three thousand catties per mu is not a problem.
However, sweet potatoes have two drawbacks: one is that eating too many can cause heartburn.
Secondly, eating too much can easily cause flatulence.
Fang Shizhong didn't care about burning or exhaust; all he knew was how high the yield per acre was.
His eyes immediately lit up, and he checked again in disbelief.
"Two to three thousand catties per mu?"
Chi Yu didn't elaborate, but simply smiled and nodded: "Yes, that's how it is normally."
If planted well, it might grow even taller.
However, the cultivation of sweet potatoes is different from that of wheat, rice, and potatoes.
It is planted whole after it sprouts. Once the vines have grown, they are cut and propagated by cuttings.
Furthermore, these vines don't need to be pruned all at once; a second pruning can be done after a period of time.
Upon hearing this, Fang Shizhong was overjoyed, exclaiming "Good!" several times.
In the pond, there were steamed sweet potatoes and roasted ones.
However, there weren't many, only two of each.
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