Chapter 262
"Cut potatoes?" Blue asked in confusion. How come he could understand every word the young patriarch said? When they were put together, it sounded weird. Why did he have to cut potatoes after planting them? Wouldn't the cut potatoes die?
Yu Sui guessed that planting potatoes here must mean planting the whole potato, so he patiently explained it to him for a long time.
The Tauren knew how to farm, and they could understand what was explained to them. As for the small orcs, Yu Sui didn't explain it in too much detail, and they would naturally figure it out when it came time to plant.
Although Blue understood, he was genuinely puzzled. "Little Chief, are you serious? Potatoes can survive if you cut them open? And new potatoes can grow from each piece?"
This really subverted his understanding. Any other minotaur who came here would definitely be surprised.
Yu Sui nodded without saying much. After all, it would be a few days before they would plant potatoes in the fields, and it would soon be clear whether they could survive.
"Okay, you always come up with such amazing ideas. By the way, you can try cutting a little less. It would be terrible if it doesn't survive."
Blue shook his head and persuaded him that although the young patriarch had always been very magical, this was no joke. If these seeds were cut open, they would be wasted if some of them could not survive.
"It's okay, it will definitely survive, and I've already asked them to cut it open over there, it will be done in a few days."
Yu Sui couldn't say for sure whether everyone had grown this way in their previous lives, so he had to say it with certainty.
Blue frowned in pain. Why didn't anyone care about the Black Map Tribe? If any cubs in the Red Grass Tribe dared to cause trouble like this, they would have their legs broken by the adults.
But who made Yu Sui the young chief? He didn't know what the two chiefs he knew, Heiyan and Bangbo, were busy with, so they just left such a big tribe to the cub. Now he just hoped that the potatoes could survive even if they were cut into pieces.
Otherwise, even the Red Grass Tribe would not be able to trade so many potatoes to the Black Picture Tribe as seeds this season.
"I'll go take a look too, and I can help you with something by the way." Blue walked over silently and took the cart from Yu Sui's hand.
Yu Sui thought about it, asked Blue to wait for him there for a while, and called the other small orcs over.
The tribe had too many potatoes left for seeds, and it would be too tiring for the dozens of orcs to cut them. It would be better to call the other orcs over to help cut them together.
He also thoughtfully left some rabbits behind to help dig underground pipes.
After arranging all this, he took the orcs and Blue back to his house.
Maomao also came with Hui this time. After he returned, the small beastmen in the tent realized that the beastmen had gone to work and cut beans. Their worries gradually dissipated, and they did not resist when they heard Yu Sui calling them.
With the addition of these orcs, the process of cutting potatoes became faster, but the fish scale knife was obviously not enough. Yu Sui ran to the kitchen and asked Ashan for a bunch of sharp fish scales. After returning, he distributed them to the rats and rabbits whose claws were not so sharp.
Fortunately, the tribe also caught a lot of fish and shrimp today. Although not as much as at the beginning, it was enough to add to the meal. Now the fish in the river have a sense of danger and are not as easy to catch as at the beginning.
There is a kind of big black fish with catfish-like whiskers on its face. The scales of this fish are the most useful. Before Uncle Robert made a kitchen knife for him, Yu Sui had always used the knife made from its scales.
Blue walked over and looked at it for a while, carefully picking up the cut potatoes and examining them. His expression became more and more cautious the more he looked. "Young Chief, are you sure you can really survive like this? You cut the potatoes into such small pieces."
Yu Sui walked over and pointed at the eyes on the potato in his hand, and said to him seriously, "This is the eye I just mentioned. In fact, the growth of potatoes into seedlings depends entirely on these eyes. From these eyes, they will sprout and shoot out. A whole potato has several such eyes. It would be a waste to bury the whole thing in the soil. It is better to cut it open. Each potato piece with a bud where there is an eye can grow a seedling."
Blue didn't care that his hands were covered in ash. He picked up the potato and looked at it from left to right. He couldn't believe what Yu Sui said was true. If that was the case, how many potatoes could be saved every year? At least two-thirds of the seeds could be saved.
"But," Blue looked worriedly at the busy little orcs, "what if we cut all of these and nothing works? All those seeds will be wasted."
Yu Sui knew he was thinking about the Black Figure Tribe, so he lied and comforted him, "It's okay. I've already experimented with natural magic, and it really works, don't worry. If it really doesn't work, we can just wash them and use them as food."
After he said that, Blue felt a little relieved, but he still felt worried.
But during the time they spent together, he also knew that although this young patriarch was young, he would not change his mind easily once he made up his mind.
And since so many miraculous things have happened to him, this one doesn't seem to be a big deal.
Deep down in his heart, Blue really hopes that this is true. He also hopes that this method can succeed, so that the Red Grass Tribe can save so many potatoes every year and create great value for the tribe.
"You cut it so small, it will go bad in a few days. Should we plant it quickly?" Blue suddenly remembered that ground beans are more likely to rot after being cut, and asked hurriedly.
Yu Sui guessed he would ask this, so he replied, "Didn't I wrap each potato in wood ash? This prevents them from rotting. Freshly cut potatoes can't be planted right away. If you plant them directly in the ground, they'll rot and get infested with insects. Wrap them in wood ash and leave them for two days until the skin is dry before planting them. This way, they won't rot and will also help the potatoes sprout quickly."
"Can the ashes from burnt firewood and hay have such a great effect?" Blue asked half-doubtfully.
Yu Sui laughed. "Of course, wood ash not only prevents potatoes from rotting, it also has many other uses. Haven't you seen the dwarves coming to get wood ash these past few days? They use it for forging glass and other things."
Blue opened his mouth wide in sudden realization. "No wonder, I was wondering why your tribe didn't dump the ashes far away, but had to pile them up there. It can easily blind my eyes when the wind blows. So it turns out they have uses. I only knew you could use this for washing clothes, but I didn't expect you could find so many uses for it."
Yu Sui smiled shyly. It wasn't that he was particularly smart, but the Internet was so developed in his previous life that he learned it by looking around. In the past, if poor families were injured, they could use wood ash to stop bleeding, but that was only needed by humans. Snow wolves would not have much use for it.
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