[Seventh Five-Year] Great Song Small Landlord

After discovering that sweet potatoes are a good thing, both Mr. Xue and Mu Yingniang were very excited. Even in affluent areas, there are still people who starve to death. If sweet potatoes can replace the staple food to fill their stomachs, wouldn't they never People will starve to death.

But just what they said was not enough to make others believe them, so Mr. Xue decided to farm by himself.

Mu Yu stared at the sky speechlessly, this is really the rhythm of crossing over to farm...

"But we don't have so many lands to grow sweet potatoes." What Mu Yingniang thought was that there were not so many lands to implement the plan. She had some dowry back then, and only a few shops, so it was impossible to have land.

"Don't worry, there is plenty of land. After winter, you can grow sweet potato seedlings." Xue Lao said indifferently.

"Grandfather, where did you come from so many places?" Mu Yingniang asked curiously.

"As a miraculous doctor, and a famous miraculous doctor, rich people often come to me. I don't like money, so they give me land." Xue Lao said, if he didn't have any land, how could he call himself a miraculous doctor, " Then I will rent it to those farmers at a low price."

Mu Yu said that he was only four years old and could not understand anything, and was only responsible for eating.

The sweet potatoes grown by myself are really delicious. After waiting for several months, I finally ate a bite. I will plant potatoes and corn later, and my life will probably be complete.

It's no wonder that Mu Yu has no big ambitions. He's a short-legged brat. If he wants human rights but doesn't have human rights, he can't make money if he wants to.

That night, Mu Yu's house was crowded with people, not to mention the Lu and his wife from the empty island, as well as the Ding's couple, all of them showed up at their house for the sweet potato.

In the afternoon, the Ding brothers took their younger sister home. Naturally, they cooked the sweet potatoes for their parents to taste as if they were offering treasures. After tasting it, the Ding couple's eyes lit up, and they heard from their son that the production of this product is not small. Where could he still sit still, he rushed directly to Mu Yu's house.

Lu Fang and Min Xiuxiu came here for the same reason, and they were astonished by sweet potatoes.

"You are all here." Mr. Xue was sure that these people would come, and asked Xiaomei to prepare tea early. When they arrived, Xiaomei immediately came up to serve tea and water for everyone.

"Old Xue." The four of them saluted to Elder Xue. To Miracle Doctor Xue, whether it was because the other party was an elder or otherwise, the respect they should give couldn't be less.

"It seems that you all ate sweet potatoes?" Mr. Xue said while stroking his beard with a smile.

"Yes, it tastes good and can satisfy your hunger." Ding Zhenxiong nodded, and said with bright eyes, "If it's really as good as my two sons said, this is a godsend."

"Indeed, Xiaomei, go to the medicine field and dig one." Mr. Xue felt that nothing he said was as convincing as seeing it with his own eyes. Anyway, the medicine field was just behind, so it was very convenient to dig a plant.

"How can you bother Miss Xiaomei, we'll do the hard work." Ding Zhenxiong had the nerve to ask the little girl to dig sweet potatoes for them in the mud.

"Okay, let's go together." Mr. Xue was right when he thought about it, and asked everyone to bring a few torches together, which was enough to illuminate.

A group of people held torches, and those who didn't know thought they were going to burn the mountain. When they came to the backyard, they happened to see sweet potatoes on the edge of the medicine field. In order not to spoil Lao Xue's medicine field, Mu Yu only dared to go to the edge of the field. A circle of sweet potatoes was planted.

After confirming that they were sweet potatoes, Ding Zhenxiong and Lu Fang dug quickly, digging out the two sweet potatoes completely with a posture of three times, five times and two divisions. That technique is definitely much better than that of a few brats.

"That's really a lot... I'm afraid it's more than two buckets?" The sweet potatoes dug out by the two of them were weighed in their hands, and they were almost green.

"I just don't know, plant it..." Lu Fang asked subconsciously.

"This sweet potato was planted by my Yu boy." Xue Lao stretched out his hand to touch Mu Yu's little head, and said proudly.

As soon as Mr. Xue said it, everyone understood that three-year-old children can grow it, let alone adults.

To this, Mu Yu said, hehe...

If he's really a three-year-old kid, he'd be damned if he could grow sweet potatoes.

Ignorant humans...

"Please also ask Yu'er to teach us how to grow sweet potatoes." Ding Zhenxiong and others bowed to Mu Yu in unison.

"Ah..." Mu Yu didn't expect that the four adults would come to ask him for advice seriously. It seems that he still underestimated the ancients.

"Brother Lu, Brother Ding, and sister Xiu, sister Lian..." Mu Yingniang said in surprise.

"This is what we should do. Yu'er discovering such things that benefit the country and the people is truly a blessing in the world." Ding Zhenxiong looked at Mu Yu and said sincerely.

"Okay, next year, when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, we will start planting sweet potatoes." Mr. Xue nodded. Even a eccentric person like him is not immune to this matter that benefits the country and the people.

In Mu Yu's view, his great-grandfather can't be said to be eccentric, but different from some hypocritical people, he is more free and easy, being true to himself, and doesn't care about fame and fortune.

"I'm the first one to support in Sky Island." Lu Fang said immediately.

"It's also part of my Dingjiazhuang." Ding Zhenxiong said not to be outdone.

"Not enough sweet potatoes." Mu Yu was in a hurry. Your family casually said that one portion counts as two portions. Have you asked him about this person?

"Not enough?" After hearing Mu Yu's words, everyone couldn't help asking dumbfounded.

"Not enough to make seeds." Mu Yu said seriously with a sullen face.

"Yes, it was planted by Yu'er. Listen to him, why is it not enough to make seeds?" Ding Zhenxiong liked Mu Yu before, and the first two brats in the family, compared to Mu Yu's well-behaved, naturally treated them differently.

"Bumps, sprouts, plant." Mu Yu said helplessly, grabbing a sweet potato and saying directly, what are the crowds doing to join in the fun, leaving the field empty to plant sweet potatoes, are they out of their minds?

Sweet potatoes are delicious, so there must be so many seedlings. He didn't plant many before. Even if he had a hundred catties for seeds, there are so many fields, but there are not so many seedlings. He is still planning to get potatoes to plant. , that is really a good thing that can replace the staple food.

Sweet potatoes are just a way to relieve hunger. If you eat them as snacks, you can't stand eating them every day.

Speaking of eating, as a qualified foodie, of course, you have to develop different ways to eat sweet potatoes, but...the reality is cruel. Ever since they knew that the fruit is a seed, Mu Yu has never touched sweet potatoes, let alone eat them. Yes, it is also miserable.

After working so hard to grow it, I only ate one, not as happy as Bai Yutang and the others, so depressed...

To be honest, after time travelling, what Mu Yu couldn't get used to the most was that there was no soy sauce, and all the dishes were white, and the food was bland, and eating like this every day was unbearable for anyone.

For the ancient seasoning, Mu Yu felt very desperate. It seems that this kind of land needs to be one kind to the end. Soybeans are needed to make soy sauce. Want to eat, speaking of it, it seems that they have never seen pork on the table.

It seems that mutton was more popular in the Song Dynasty. The rich not only showed their status, but also because mutton was better than pork at that time, and only the poor would cut some pork to satisfy their greed.

Since Mu Yu's family got acquainted with their great-grandfather, their standard of living has been pretty good. In addition to chicken and duck, they occasionally have the opportunity to taste beef, fish, shrimp and other seafood.

Otherwise, a foodie like Mu Yu would have been irritable a long time ago, and he can still bear it until now.

You know, in ancient times, it was not easy to eat a piece of beef. If it was not done well, it would be against the law. rich.

Most of them are mutton and pork. Basically, their family has nothing to eat. Pork in this era is not very delicious. At this time, Mu Yu misses it very much. Other seasonings, I am tired, at least, there is no chili, there is no chili in the ancient free shipping area.

Mu Yu is a fan of heavy flavors, and his specialty dishes are boiled fish, boiled meat slices, boiled fish slices, no... just thinking about it makes his mouth water.

I don’t know what to eat during the Chinese New Year. No matter what, I’m still looking forward to it. After all, it’s the Chinese New Year.

When the good food was put on the table, Mu Yu's eyes were shining with gold. Unfortunately, he has a small appetite, so he gave such a small bowl. After he finished eating, he could only watch other people eat.

What surprised Mu Yu was that hot pot was served at home. It was not a real hot pot, at least it was different from what he knew. There were vegetables and meat dishes in it, and they were stewed in a small stove. Mu Yu ate a little. Children have weak stomachs, so they can't eat too much or too much.

Mu Yu could only shed sad tears silently. Grandpa Xue's face was full of red. This was the first time since his daughter got married that he had a New Year's dinner with his relatives, drank Tusu wine made by himself, and let his granddaughter fill a glass to accompany him. drink with him.

Mu Yingniang glanced at Xiaomei and said, "Sit down quickly, don't be so busy, I'll fill you a glass."

"My lady, you can't do it." Xiaomei quickly waved her hand and said.

"Whatever you can do, just sit down like my own sister." Mu Yingniang looked at Xiaomei and said with a smile.

"Aunt Mei, eat." Mu Yu looked at Xiaomei eagerly. If he was an adult, he would definitely eat with his cheeks off. What a pity...

Although there was a shortage of materials in ancient times, it was not as rich as the seasonings in the future. You must know that in the future, it is soy sauce. Salt, steamed fish, braised in soy sauce.

That taste, not to mention how beautiful it is, anyway, after Mu Yu arrived here, he didn't eat braised food anymore, and he seldom stir-fried, but steamed and boiled more.

Gary didn't have an iron pan before, but after his great-grandfather lived with them, the family finally had an iron utensil, and that was the shining iron pan!

Obviously, the two adults in his family are not very good at cooking, they can only steam and cook in iron pots, which is simply reckless, but Mu Yu is still too young to stand up and tell them their mistakes, and he is also depressed in his heart. He wants to eat Stir-fry!