At the same time, the Wang family also expressed the same sentiments as the Wan family.
"Old man, what is this thing?! It tastes so good!" Aunt Wang couldn't help but exclaim.
The elderly couple also divided all the meat among the younger and stronger members of the family, and they didn't seem to care much about the potatoes left in the bowl.
This thing looked like a hard lump of meat, so how delicious could it be? But who knew, one bite and it was so delicious they almost swallowed their tongues!
Chief Wang had once worked as a helper in a restaurant in the county town and had eaten many good things; he was not an ordinary, uncultured farmer.
But even he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "How can these pieces taste so good? I've never seen anything like it before!"
Aunt Wang and the other two daughters-in-law of the Wang family were curious when they heard how exaggerated the situation was.
"Is it really that delicious? It's not meat. Even if it's delicious, can it taste better than meat?"
Then, after taking a bite with their chopsticks, they all exclaimed in surprise.
Although this stuff isn't as delicious as meat, it's still a delicacy they've never seen before. The delicate and soft potatoes are coated with the aroma of meat and oil, making it incredibly delicious!
And more importantly, this thing is honest!
They ate only three or four pieces, and their empty stomachs were finally satisfied.
"This stuff is really filling! The whole bowl of wild vegetable porridge I had last night wasn't as filling as these few pieces!"
"This is stewed with meat, and it's even topped with oil. How could it not be filling!"
"Yes, anything with meat and oil is very filling!"
The wives and Aunt Wang all believed that the filling effect of potatoes came from meat and oil.
But the royal patriarch knew that it was all thanks to Potato himself.
He used to eat a lot of things stewed with meat and oil in restaurants, but none of them were as filling as this!
I have no idea what this is. It's neither meat nor grain, yet it's so filling.
I heard that the wealthy wife has been going up the mountain a lot lately; I wonder if she found some treasure there.
If the villagers could also find this treasure to eat, wouldn't they all be free from hunger?
Chief Wang was preoccupied with this matter and didn't sleep well all night. As soon as it was light, he got up and couldn't wait to head towards the Liang family's house at the end of the village.
It's still early, and Wan Shu is still sleeping.
There's nothing she can do; as a modern person accustomed to a modern lifestyle, she simply can't get up at four or five in the morning to start working.
Dazhu, the most diligent person in the family, had already taken advantage of the early hour and the short queue to fetch water from the village entrance.
Er Ya was also busy in the kitchen.
My mother has been cooking for them every day lately, working so hard. At least she should have porridge to drink as soon as she gets up!
Sam-soon was chopping firewood in the yard to burn for the day. When he saw that the firewood in the stove was almost gone, he would add a few more pieces every now and then.
The two youngest, Siya and Wuping, were assigned the easiest job: feeding the chickens.
Si Ya and Wu Ping pulled two eggs out of the henhouse, their eyes shining: "They laid two more eggs! We can finally boil eggs today!"
These two old hens diligently laid two eggs from the very first day they entered the Liang family home.
Dazhu, Erya, and Sanshun originally intended to leave the two eggs each for Siya and Wuping.
After all, they were the youngest and their mother's own children, so they deserved to eat better.
But when their mother found out, she told them seriously that no matter whether they were her own children or not, they were all the same to her, and she would treat them all equally.
Since we're going to eat eggs, everyone must get some!
So they stored the eggs away.
We've saved up six eggs today, enough for one for each of us, including my mother!
Si Ya and Wu Ping each carried one egg into the kitchen with great joy. When Chief Wang entered the courtyard, he only saw San Shun.
After all, they came to ask about food issues.
The clan chief was a little embarrassed and coughed twice before speaking: "Ahem, San Shun, where is your mother?"
As soon as Sam-soon saw the clan chief, she knew he had come to ask about potatoes.
“Mother is still sleeping. I’ll go wake her now.”
Wan Shu, who was woken up by San Shun, was slightly dazed before remembering that she had given potatoes to Chief Wang the night before.
She originally thought she would have to go to Chief Wang to explain, but unexpectedly, Chief Wang came to her early in the morning. It seems that Chief Wang understands the importance of potatoes to the villagers, and she should be able to explain things to him much less today.
Rural people don't have many formalities. Wan Shu hurriedly put on her coat, casually tidied her hair, and went out.
"Clan Chief Wang, what brings you here so early?"
"Rich and noble wife, I just want to ask you, what exactly were those chunks in the dish you brought us last night made of? Did you find them on the mountain? Are there any left on the mountain?"
After speaking, the clan chief realized that he had spoken too hastily, so he quickly added a sentence.
"Of course, food is life these days. If you don't want to talk about it, I will never force you!"
Wan Shu laughed: "Clan Chief Wang, you're overthinking it. The reason I had San Shun deliver the vegetables to you last night was to tell you this."
She answered the clan chief's questions one by one: "That thing is called a potato. It was indeed found on the mountain. There are still many left on the mountain, probably tens of thousands of kilograms."
"What! Tens of thousands of kilograms!!!"
Chief Wang's eyes widened suddenly: "Rich wife, you're not joking with me, are you? There are 80 households in our village. If there are tens of thousands of catties, each household can get more than 100 catties!"
Wan Shu: "I wouldn't dare joke about the food supply, but..."
When Chief Wang realized this wasn't a joke, his smile stretched almost to his ears. But upon hearing the word "but," his heart leaped into his throat, and he urgently asked, "But what!?"
“But I’m worried that the villagers won’t dare to eat potatoes.” Wan Shu took one out of the stove and placed it in front of Chief Wang: “This is the potato I was talking about.”
Chief Wang exclaimed in horror: "Isn't this something that grows from the roots of a poisonous plant? Isn't this thing poisonous?!"
As early as last night, Wan Shu had already told Da Zhu and the others how to explain things in a way that wouldn't arouse suspicion.
Before Wan Shu could speak, they began to explain, one after another.
"The leaves and buds of the poisonous plant are poisonous, but the roots are not!"
"At first, we also thought it was poisonous. We accidentally ate it once and thought we were going to die, but after a long time, we were still alive and kicking, and there was nothing wrong with us!"
"Later we discovered that as long as it's cooked, the roots of the poisonous plant are edible!"
"And it's also very filling and tastes great, even better than many grains!"
Wan Shu: "That's how it is. There are still many potatoes on the mountain. Whether or not to tell everyone is entirely up to you, Chief Wang."
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