Why don't you just dig up a potato? As for such a big battle? Yile muttered.

"The auspicious time has come, Shaojun will enter the incense!" Zhongbo shouted at the top of his voice.

I saw Liu Bei walking from the pavilion to the incense case as if he had been rehearsed, just nine steps. Why Nine Steps? Yile looked at Liu Zisang beside him suspiciously, Liu Zisang was solemn and didn't say a word, he had to look at Zhang Fei, Zhang Fei shook his head and didn't know why.

Liu Bei finished loading incense, finished the salute, thanked the sky and the earth, and thanked the Shennong clan by the way, but there was no mention of Yile's credit, his grandmother's, obviously brought by himself, why did he give the credit to the old man Shennong?

The fence of the potato field was removed, and the harvest began with tears in his eyes. These potatoes are carefully taken care of by this old man, fertilizing and loosening the soil, catching insects and weeds, and they are not so good to their children.

"Ah Le, you are familiar with potatoes here, so let's come!" Liu Bei, who didn't know how to start, turned around and saw Yile like a savior after a few comparisons and still had nowhere to start.

Yile glanced at Liu Bei with disgust, stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand, grabbed the potato stems and leaves and pulled them up, and the Zhongbo who watched it trembled and almost knelt down, and everyone also exclaimed.

Yile looked at the hanging potatoes in his hand, glanced at Tang Zhou who was standing in the corner, and saw Tang Zhou's understanding and nodded, so he shouted loudly: "Five potatoes in one plant, weigh them and weigh them." ”

Liu Zisang quickly ran over with this title at this time. After weighing, four catties and two taels.

"Hey, no, there are usually seven or eight, why are there only five?" After Yile finished speaking, he threw the potatoes in his hand on the ground, Zhongbo's eyes were quick, and he pounced on the potatoes with a "whoosh", and everyone at the same time "Ah! "Cooperate with the actions of the Loyal Uncle.

Yile ignored everyone's reactions, picked up the wooden fork on the side, and poked it into the soil hard, until the two potatoes that had fallen behind were revealed, and he motioned to Liu Zisang to reweigh with such a look.

Five catties and three taels, everyone took a breath of cool air, isn't planting a thousand plants per mu five thousand three hundred catties?

Tang Zhou's eyes widened in disbelief, Yile had mentioned the yield of this potato before, he thought that the child was exaggerating, and he didn't take it to heart, at this time, he witnessed the birth of new grain with an amazing yield, and secretly rejoiced that he didn't act rashly at the beginning.

When Liu Zisang finished harvesting the remaining potatoes, seeing that Zhongbo and a few teenagers were still carefully digging the soil, Yile had already concluded that these people had gone mad. In a few years, it is estimated that even pigs will not want to eat this thing.

Seeing Tang Zhou trembling over, Yile waved his hand and said, "Tang Angel, don't be in a hurry, why don't you sit down quietly and taste the taste of this new grain first." ”

After speaking, he ignored the complaining eyes of Uncle Zhong and his party, picked a dozen of the largest potatoes in a pile, and took the cook into the kitchen.

It didn't take long for a burst of fragrance to waft out of the kitchen, perhaps with the blessing of a hundred stones per mu, this fragrance was exceptionally fresh and refined.

"Lamb stewed with potato wedges, stir-fried pork with shredded potatoes, braised pork ribs with potato chips, mashed potatoes ......"

While listening to Yile introduce the dishes, everyone stared at the yellow, orange and orange potatoes, swallowing their saliva desperately. Yile filled a bowl of various dishes and brought it to Mrs. Liu: "Uncle, you try it first." ”

Mrs. Liu nodded with satisfaction, took the porcelain bowl and tasted it carefully.

"It's auspicious, it tastes so good, it melts in your mouth, it's not only delicious, but it's also more filling than noodles and rice."

"Mother, Ah Le also said that this potato is not only suitable for growing in various soils, but can also be stored for up to a year if handled properly." Liu Bei waited for his mother to put down the bowl in his hand, added, and then picked up the chopsticks and ate quickly.

Yile served two bowls, one bowl was handed to Tang Zhou, and one bowl was naturally treated to himself!

Neither of them spoke, because they both knew that if the new grain was to be put on the political shelf, it would become a weapon against the opponent, and once such a confrontation was formed, food satiety would become secondary.

After fighting with Uncle Zhong again, he took two potatoes and handed them to Tang Zhou, explaining that they could be simply cooked and peeled to eat, and it would be more delicious if they could add a little salt or sauce.

Tang Zhou already knew the yield and characteristics of potatoes, as for Zhang Jiaoxiang not believing him, it depended on how much Zhang Jiao longed for this world.

The future is unpredictable, not even Yile, he is just one of many ordinary people who follow history. No one knows how to grow potatoes, and with limited resources, no one dares to try them. Success can only be achieved after countless failures.

Yile has no extra patience to experience failure. So it became inevitable to prepare with both hands.

"Juxian Pavilion? Too targeted. Got a restaurant? The bad taste is a bit heavy. All over the world? It's too much like the underworld. Yile muttered to himself, it is still good to pay attention to the name of the restaurant.

Too many choices are sometimes not a good thing, and it's easy to make the foolish mistake of losing a watermelon and picking sesame seeds, especially when it comes to choosing a name.

The birds were chirping happily in the yard, and Liu Zisang went to prepare breakfast after cleaning.

Zhang Fei will come over for breakfast every day after delivering the goods, and today is no exception. As soon as he entered the door, he looked at Yile with two dark circles under his eyes, and shouted with a cheap smile:

"Zi Yan has already started to warm up the bed? Be temperate, young man! ”

Yile thought about it for a night and still couldn't get a satisfactory name, and when the rooster crowed, it was too late to sleep.

If you sleep less, the liver fire will be vigorous, and when the liver fire is vigorous, the anger will burn at a moment's notice. When I heard this, this guy couldn't spit out ivory. First, he was a sage and a great truth, followed by all kinds of foul language in later generations, and Zhang Fei, who was scolded, had no power to resist, so he had to admit it stupidly.

It is not a shame to admit Yile, but it is a shame not to admit it.

"Ah Le, what's stumped on you, a little fairy!" The speech returned to its normal state.

"I wanted to give the restaurant a name, I thought this was good, that was good, and then I found out that none of them worked." Yile said with a yawn.

"I thought it was something, why don't you just come up with a name, it's not a big deal."

"It's better to say than to sing, you can get up and take a look." Yile said disdainfully.

"A restaurant is a place to drink, why do you drink? As soon as you get drunk, you are drunk with our wine before, so let the drunken immortal not bully people. ”

Yile looked at Zhang Fei with a "huh", this big hatou really has a good name, and said happily: "Brother Fei today, the name of Drunken Immortal Building is really good, Drunken Immortal Building, Drunken Immortal Building, Drunken Immortal is not intoxicating." ”

The matter was settled, and the sleepy bugs poured in, and now there was nothing more urgent than a good night's sleep.

When I woke up again, I found it dark outside, and thought I had slept until the evening. When I came out, I found that the sky of Lousang Village was shrouded in a dozen balls of black cotton, and the black pressure hung over people's heads, which felt like an alien invasion in later science fiction films.

The first rain of autumn came later than usual. There were no cars during the Han Dynasty, so Yile had to sit on the threshold of the gate and feel the loneliness from his heart.

Loneliness never comes from whether there is anyone around you, but from values, from judging criteria, from your view of the world, from whether you can find someone to share with, in fact, it is not necessarily human.

So many times, the object of Yile will be a tree, and the moon will be stiff for a while, and I recently found that the threshold is a good place.

Sitting on the threshold are generally old men and old ladies, or guards, and earth dogs like Yile are usually regarded as outliers, Yile does not intend to be a normal person, just as resolute as if he did not intend to leave alive when he came to this world.

Such a resolute determination is very much like an anomaly.

No one wants to be an outlier, most people are actually the same, the same egg and jingzi's combination, the same childhood, a rebellious and disobedient teenager, young and middle-aged old people have always been used to miss childhood and youth, and death is used to end this nostalgia. Human life cannot be vaguely summarized in the past, human beings need details, so details have become the standard to distinguish different from normal people.

Resolutely becoming an outlier is resolutely rejecting details, so Yile has been eating rice, sleeping a lot, talking big, but not doing big things, the two worlds are forty years old, how much should know a little bit of destiny, how should the rest of the road go, which class of people it belongs to, it's time to summarize.

The son has a hard time, and there is a high probability that the father will not be much better, so the grandfather can only be difficult, the biggest reason for this problem is not the money that most people think now, knowing that life has always been a skill, and money is just one of the tools to improve skill proficiency.

In fact, Yile can't be an outlier, this will make him get out of this society, it's not a good state for everyone to be drunk and I am alone, it's good for everyone to wake up and I am drunk alone. I heard that people who read books are very good at living, they are very comfortable and easy to have life skills, in their eyes, most of them are normal people, they themselves are outliers.

In the past, when it rained, the people of Lousang Village had a sense of urgency, which came from a man running around with his trousers and shouting: "There is a thunderstorm, it is raining, everyone quickly collect their clothes." ”

Yile hasn't done such a bad thing for a long time, and being with a group of teenagers often makes him feel that he is still that child, Teacher Wang, which can somewhat satisfy the memories of his past life.

When I first came here, I used to fantasize about many beautiful things, thinking that I no longer had attachment to my previous life. But I don't know that the kind of longing that comes from the soul is the most painful.

Looking at the people walking by in front of the door, a tear quietly flowed from the corner of his eye, and Yile knew that he would never go back.

When it gets dark, then the wind picks up, and the rain comes. I don't know when Liu Zisang sat next to him, and the loneliness of the two people sometimes does not form a hedge, but will become more and more intense. (To be continued, please collect)