Chapter 1005: Digging potatoes, the yield is amazing

Today, Ying Zilin and the others are going to make a big fuss about Kang Rong’s death!

Boom boom boom!

"The Lady Cui of Xincheng County is traveling. Please get out of the way!"

The female guards beat drums and shouted, and in front of them held a large flag with the words "Princess Xincheng" on it, leading thousands of people towards the manor.

Fortunately, this is the area outside the city gate, and Zhuangzi is not far from here.

After running for less than three quarters of an hour, I turned from the official road into the main road on the right, and after running for more than a quarter of an hour, I saw Zhuangzi.

"Yam and taro are grown in this farm? They are too close!" Wei people from various industries shouted, shocked that the potatoes were grown so close.

Mi Sanlang and his companions were not only shocked and heartbroken, but also felt angry and humiliated... The Huang family planted wild yams and sweet potatoes in a farm near the official road, but they searched for more than half a month and found nothing.

Mi Sanlang was furious. He turned and stared at Deputy General Zhao, but said nothing. Instead, he sneered at Young Master Zhao: "Classmate Zhao is so calculating. Do you think it's fun to fool people?"

Young Master Zhao was young, innocent, and foolish. How could he tolerate such sarcasm? He argued for his family, "My father has done his best to investigate. Third Brother Mi, please don't..."

"Shut up, I'm so lucky to have a son like you!" Deputy General Zhao warned, "From now on, you are not allowed to speak without my permission, or you will be the one who kills my entire family."

Young Master Zhao was frightened by his own father, but he knew that today's incident had become too serious and he couldn't say anything nonsense anymore. He nodded hurriedly to show that he understood.

Boom boom boom!

"Descendants of the Great Wei, this large piece of land you see is the field for growing wild yams and taro. The wild yams and taro are buried underground. I will start digging the yams for you right now!" Madam Cui said, pointing to a large piece of land in front of the farm.

The people of Wei were puzzled. They looked at the ground and asked, "Madam Cui, this land is covered with withered grass. Where did the yam and taro come from?"

"Yeah, isn't it said that wild yams have taro stems and wild yams vines? There aren't any leaves or vines on the ground here."

Looking around, all I saw was withered grass, a whole wasteland in winter.

"Could it be that after your family dug up the yam, they dug a cellar under this land to store the yam?"

In the north, people dig cellars in the fields to store winter vegetables in winter.

Boom boom boom!

The female guard shouted, "Quiet!"

After the thousands of Wei people quieted down, Madam Cui said, "For the past half month, Deputy General Zhao's men have been searching the city and surrounding areas of Taizhou every day, even this newly purchased farm is no exception."

"To protect the wild yam, Brother Bai Hong suggested removing the plants above the ground, leaving only the tubers underground. He then got a large amount of turf and spread it on the ground, creating the illusion that the area in front of the farm was a wasteland of weeds. This is how we saved these ten acres of wild yam!"

The female guards shouted this nine more times.

The thousands of people present were furious. A warehouse head, who had long been dissatisfied with the raids, complained with his porters, "For the past two weeks, we've been conducting raids day and night, supposedly to investigate spies, but we haven't caught a single one. Instead, we've arrested Wen Cangtou and locked him up!"

"Wen Cangtou is from the Wenchang Marquis family."

"Marquis Wenchang is still waiting at the Tianmang Prefecture pass to interrogate the Dongmo people, and Taizhou Prefecture has already arrested the Wen family. Deputy General Zhao is truly capable!"

The capable one was not Deputy General Zhao, but the powerful family... With just a few empty words of help to bring them together, Deputy General Zhao was lured into becoming a dog slave.

Shanzhang Cui had long been dissatisfied with this intrusive search. Seeing that my mother had come out to scold him personally, he also scolded her: "Deputy General Zhao, your duty is to guard Taizhou Prefecture and ensure the unobstructed flow of the four major roads to the east, west, south and north. Yet, all you do is conduct intrusive searches. This Shanzhang will report you for abusing your power!"

The influence of Taizhou Academy was so great that the president, vice president, and even famous scholars and teachers such as Jing Lao were qualified to write memorials to the court to express their grievances.

Deputy General Zhao's body was already cold, like a dead body... It was over, it was over. Once such questions were asked, even if he was not beheaded by His Majesty, he would be stripped of all his official positions and go back to his hometown to farm!

Young Master Zhao couldn't stand seeing people blaming his own father, so he shouted, "It's not my father's fault. My father did it all for my marriage!"

"Shut up!" Deputy General Zhao stared at him. "Remember my warning. You don't have to take care of my business. Just take care of yourself."

Dad, wuwuwu, it’s your son who harmed you.

Young Master Zhao stopped shouting and just cried with guilt and regret.

When Mi Sanlang saw that the father and son did not reveal the affairs of the Ban family, his pale face returned to normal... The matter of helping the Zhao family to match the girl of the Ban family was just nonsense made up by the Mi family, and the Ban family didn't know about it at all.

Boom boom boom!

The drums sounded, and thousands of people fell silent again.

"The tools are here. If you are interested, you can lift up the grass and dig up wild yams with me. We will weigh them on the spot to see how many kilograms of wild yams can be produced per mu?" Mrs. Cui invited, and Xiaobai took the Chen family members to start.

Hiss—!

He lifted up pieces of turf two meters square, squatted down and groped around, and when he felt the bulge of the taro head, he shouted, "Mrs. Cui, the taro is right here, underground. You can dig it up now."

"Hmm." Mrs. Cui used a small hoe to dig more than ten times and dug out a complete taro as big as a bowl, with a few small taro the size of eggs hanging on it.

"Look everyone, this is taro, each one weighs half a pound!" Mrs. Cui held up the taro and showed it to everyone.

Ying Zilin shouted, "There really are taro and sweet potatoes. Everyone, come dig together and dig out all the taro and sweet potatoes. We'll weigh them and taste them right here!"

The servants, martial artists, and assassins of the Ying family echoed: "Let's dig up yam and sweet potato together!"

With someone taking the lead, thousands of people immediately took action, lifting the turf, digging up the yam, bringing buckets and stoves, making fires and setting up pots, peeling and cutting the yam, and starting to boil, fry, and roast the yam.

“Raw yam has a juice that makes your skin itchy, but when it’s cooked, it doesn’t make your body itchy!”

"When peeling, if your hands get red and itchy from the juice, soak them in hot water for thirty counts. This will stop the itching and return your skin to normal!"

"Yam should not be eaten raw. Eating it raw will make your throat itchy and uncomfortable. Cooking it will not cause any discomfort!"

"After steaming the yam, add multi-grain flour and you can make fried meatballs, potato cakes and other snacks. They are very satisfying!"

On the land where wild yams and taro are being dug, someone has been shouting these words to educate the people of Wei about the characteristics of wild yams and taro.

Everyone listened, smelled the aroma of fried potatoes coming from the edge of the field, swallowed their saliva, and decided that no matter whether the two potatoes were poisonous or not, they had to eat a piece or two today.

You certainly won’t poison yourself by eating so little.

The Cui family also brought a lot of doctors with them, who stood guard by the pots. If there was anything wrong with the food, the doctors would provide immediate treatment.

Feeling completely safe, the people of Wei are even less afraid.

Thousands of people dug potatoes together, and in less than half an hour, all the wild potatoes and taro in the land were dug up, and the potatoes were piled into two potato mountains.

Boom boom boom!

"The big scale is here, put the potatoes into the basket, put them on the big scale, and weigh them!"

The large scale had fifty poles, and with the help of several thousand Wei people, it took only two quarters of an hour to weigh the two mountain potatoes.

"Twenty-one thousand and forty-six pounds!"

"From ten mu of land, we dug out a total of 21,000 kilograms of taro, sweet potatoes, and wild potatoes!"