Chapter 256 Sweet Potato Yield per Mu
Ye Mingzhu first helped Aunt Jiang into the room and let her rest, then took Ye Yun'an to the sweet potato field again.
As soon as the two of them left the main courtyard, they saw Uncle Yan coming back from outside.
On the way here, Uncle Yan had already agreed with them that when they got to the farm, there would be too many people and too much gossip, so he would not eat with them. He would eat alone in his room.
"Where are you two going?" Uncle Yan looked at the two people who were walking hurriedly.
"Uncle Yan, my sister's sweet potato garden has grown sweet potatoes, and they are delicious. Oh, I ate them all just now. Let's go over and get a few more, and I'll roast them for you." The expression on Ye Yun'an's face changed from joy to frustration, and finally to coquettishness.
Uncle Yan and Ye Yun'an had a good relationship. He tapped Ye Yun'an's head gently and said, "You little guy, you only think about eating."
Ye Yun'an touched his head, his face looking hurt: "I'm not doing this for myself, I'm just thinking about you, Uncle Yan, you haven't eaten yet."
Uncle Yan was a little amused and said, "Speak properly."
Ye Mingzhu patted Ye Yun'an on the back and said, "Don't make trouble with Uncle Yan."
She looked at Uncle Yan again: "Uncle Yan, come with us to the sweet potato field."
Uncle Yan didn't quite understand why the siblings wanted him to go see the sweet potatoes, but he had nothing better to do, so he simply accompanied them.
Over in the sweet potato field, everyone was gathered together, talking about something. Some of them were only wearing tattered cloth clothes, with half of their arms exposed, and were laughing loudly.
Uncle Yan was sharp-eyed and was very surprised to see this scene. He deliberately slowed down his pace and coughed loudly.
The people outside heard the cough and turned around inadvertently. Seeing the three people walking towards them, they immediately pulled the disheveled people and said, "The boss is here, the boss is here."
The disheveled people looked back, the smiles on their faces froze, and they immediately started to put on their clothes. In their panic, their clothes became even more messy.
Ye Mingzhu noticed the embarrassment of the few people, slowed down her pace, and waited for them to put on their clothes before walking over.
Wu Jiang had just put on his clothes, and beads of sweat still covered his face. "Boss, boss, we've weighed all the sweet potatoes. The land here is one acre and one mu, and all the sweet potatoes together weigh 1,430 kilograms."
At the beginning, it was just a guess, but now it has been confirmed that one acre of sweet potato land can produce 1,300 kilograms. My God, no grain has ever reached this yield.
What an amazing discovery.
Uncle Yan's eyes were filled with shock. He looked at Ye Mingzhu with his mouth slightly open and said with difficulty, "Mingzhu, they just said how much per acre of sweet potato land here is?"
Ye Yun'an answered loudly: "One acre of land produces 1,300 kilograms."
Uncle Yan's mouth trembled with excitement. "One thousand three hundred kilograms, one thousand three hundred kilograms, how is it possible? How can there be so much?"
Wu Jiang was a little unhappy when he saw him questioning, but knowing that he was Ye Mingzhu's elder, he did not say anything. However, the other old farmers were unhappy, especially Uncle Peng.
"How can it be impossible? We planted the sweet potatoes and dug them out with our own hands. All the sweet potatoes are piled there. Look for yourself."
Wu Jiang helped Uncle Peng, fearing that Uncle Peng would anger Uncle Yan.
Uncle Yan was not angry. He looked in the direction Uncle Peng pointed and saw a hill of sweet potatoes piled there. The soil on the sweet potatoes was still fresh, proving that they had just been dug out.
He even walked over, picked up a sweet potato, rubbed the dirt on it with his hands, and weighed it.
Although everyone was unhappy with his questioning, they could see his excitement from his actions, so no one said anything.
"Mingzhu, Yun'an just said he would treat me to some roasted sweet potatoes?" Uncle Yan turned around and asked.
"I'll treat Uncle Yan to some roasted sweet potatoes later." Ye Mingzhu said with a smile.
She then looked at Wu Jiang standing beside her and said, "Wu Zhuangtou, are there any damaged or broken sweet potatoes you dug today?"
Wu Jiang's smile faded a little. He asked everyone to move aside and pointed to a small pile of sweet potatoes nearby. He said with some guilt, "All of this pile was dug up today. It was just the beginning. We didn't have much experience and accidentally dug up the pieces."
Ye Mingzhu looked at the gap between the two piles of sweet potatoes and believed that no one did it on purpose.
"Wu Zhuangtou, please share this pile of rotten sweet potatoes with everyone. We can use the remaining good ones as seeds and continue to grow sweet potatoes."
As soon as Ye Mingzhu said this, a light flashed in the eyes of everyone present.
The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and every household has a lot of expenses. If we take these sweet potatoes back home, we can at least have them for a few meals.
"These sweet potatoes can be roasted, washed, steamed, boiled, or cooked with rice. Anything is fine." Ye Mingzhu told them how to eat them, and everyone nodded vigorously.
Wu Jiang divided the small pile of sweet potatoes. Almost everyone got five or six pounds. He took the largest pieces of sweet potatoes and said, "Boss, these are for you."
He looked at Uncle Yan while he spoke. He still remembered that the boss had just said that he would treat Uncle Yan to roast sweet potatoes.
Ye Mingzhu did not refuse and asked Ye Yun'an to take the sweet potatoes.
Wu Jiang also arranged for people to push carts and take baskets to move all the ripe sweet potatoes to the cellar in the main courtyard.
Although everyone in the village is familiar with each other, there is such a large pile of sweet potatoes there. If someone comes to steal one or two, everyone will be embarrassed. It is better to give up the idea from the beginning.
In addition, the cellar in the main courtyard is large and dry, which can easily store these sweet potatoes.
Uncle Yan nodded and thought that the head of Ye Mingzhu's manor was not bad. He was not the kind of greedy person who had no plans.
Seeing that everything was arranged, Wu Jiang asked Ye Mingzhu to go back and rest early. After all, they had taken a carriage all the way back today. He would supervise people to move the sweet potatoes to the main courtyard to ensure that they were not bumped or lost.
With his reminder, Ye Mingzhu did feel tired and agreed.
On the way back, Uncle Yan was in deep thought. When he was about to reach the main courtyard, Uncle Yan called Ye Mingzhu.
"Mingzhu, the yield of these sweet potatoes is really high. Have you ever thought about letting others grow them too?"
Ye Mingzhu heard Uncle Yan's tentative intention and nodded. "I plan to bring some sweet potatoes to Yu Jiaming when I go to the county town tomorrow. I'll let him taste them and tell him about the sweet potato yield."
Uncle Yan looked at her blankly: "Are you going to give this credit to Yu Jiaming?"
"Uncle Yan, it's just planting a few sweet potatoes. What kind of achievement is that?" Ye Mingzhu did not admit it, but did not deny it either.
"How many sweet potatoes can I grow in this small village? Besides, I'm just a fisherwoman who grew up by the sea. Who would believe me if I said I discovered such a high-yield crop? It would be better to tell Yu Jiaming about this from the beginning and rely on the power of the government to promote it. Only then will sweet potatoes be truly accepted by everyone."
Ye Mingzhu not only gave credit to Yu Jiaming, but also used him to promote the sweet potatoes.
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