As they walked out of the cellar, the Zhao family father and son said, "If the young lady has nothing to do, we will go back first!"
Li Yan sent the two out the door and returned to the yard. Looking at the many damaged sweet potatoes, she couldn't help feeling sorry.
This pile of sweet potatoes weighs at least 500 kilograms, so the loss is quite large.
Mrs. Lin watched her daughter sighing at the sweet potatoes placed in the yard and stepped forward to comfort her, "Don't be sad, there's nothing we can do about it!"
Li Yan came back to her senses and said, "Mom, I just feel sorry!" How many melon seedlings can be grown from these more than 500 kilograms of sweet potatoes, and how much land can be planted!
Wu, who was standing nearby, squatted down, picked up a sweet potato, and asked, "Is this the high-yield crop the county magistrate was looking for that day?"
Li Yan nodded and said, "Grandma, take some home and try it. If you keep it like this, it will go bad in no time!"
Mrs. Wu was a little hesitant. She had found this thing with great difficulty, so how could she eat it like this?
Li Yan looked at the hesitant Wu, turned around, found a large bamboo basket, and filled it up: "Take these back and eat them as soon as possible, otherwise it will rot!"
To let Wu know how to eat it, Li Yan went back to the kitchen, got a knife, peeled the skin, and distributed it to everyone in the courtyard: "This thing can be eaten raw, steamed or roasted, the flavor is different. You can take it home and try it!"
Mrs. Wu took the sweet potato peeled by Li Yan and took a bite. It was crispy and sweet, and surprisingly delicious.
Mrs. Wu thought that if this thing really has a high yield, then she should plant some at home next year. With this in mind, Mrs. Wu asked her granddaughter, "This thing is not picky about the place, it can be planted anywhere, right?
The family still had a few acres of low-quality land, and Dalang worked hard to cultivate it every year but could not get a stone of grain. If he planted sweet potatoes, the family would have much more food.
Li Yan nodded and replied, "It doesn't matter where it is, it can be grown anywhere in the mountains or on the farmland!"
Wu was delighted and went home carrying the big bamboo basket.
Li Xiaomei looked at the pile of sweet potatoes left and asked, "There are still so many, we can't finish them all at home!"
Li Yan thought for a moment and said, "Auntie, I'll pick up some and send them to the second lady next door, and also send some to the Guo and Zhao families down the mountain. The leftovers can be cut up and dried, so they can be stored for a long time!"
There was no other choice but to do this. Li Xiaomei delivered the sweet potatoes to several families as Li Yan said. When she came back, Maomao was making trouble for Li Yan.
Maomao had a sad face and said, "Second sister, you said you would bring me something delicious, but you didn't keep your word."
Li Yan hugged the little one and coaxed him so hard that she forgot about this matter on the way to the town!
Maomao pouted his little mouth, sat in Li Yan's arms with a sulky look on his face.
As Li Yan was stroking the little guy's fur, she suddenly thought of sweet potatoes and said to Maomao, "Don't be angry, Second Sister will make you something delicious. I guarantee you haven't tasted it yet!"
When Maomao heard Li Yan say this, he sat up straight and looked at his cousin eagerly.
Li Yan put the little guy on the ground with a smile, took the little guy's hand and went to the kitchen.
Li Yan quickly processed a few sweet potatoes, and found some sugar from the cupboard to make a candied sweet potato dish for the little one. The little one would surely like such sweet food.
Li Yan cuts the sweet potatoes into chunks, deep-fries them in a frying pan, and sets them aside. Pour the sugar from the sugar jar into the pan, stir-fry over low heat until it melts, and then pour the fried sweet potatoes into the syrup. After stir-frying for a while, the candied sweet potatoes are ready!
He scooped it out in a small bowl and handed it to his cousin who had been waiting eagerly for a long time, warning him, "Be careful, it's hot!"
The little guy didn't care about that. He happily took the small bowl, found a small stool, sat down and started eating.
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