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Whoosh

Soon there was a slight sound in the pot, the water in the pot had been boiled dry, and the aroma of potatoes and rice soon overflowed.

The aroma of potatoes is different from that of other foods, and it is difficult to describe in words, but it is very easy to whet the appetite.

Following the fragrance, Zhang Youke and Yang Sanlao walked over together and watched what Gao Zhong was doing. It was almost noon at this time, and they were naturally attracted to the fragrance quickly when their stomachs were empty.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhang Youke looked at Gao Zhong curiously and asked.

"Eat."

Gao Zhong grinned, then opened the lid of the pot, took the spatula and began to flip it.

At this time, the water in the pot has already been boiled dry, and the potatoes have been burned out of the pot at the bottom of the pot, exuding a unique fragrance.

Gao Zhong immediately asked the little scholar to put out the fire, and then the potatoes and rice were tumbling and blending.

"Alright, let's eat!"

Gao Zhong took the bowl and added a bowl of potato rice, first handed it to Zhang Youke, then to Yang Sanlao, and finally the three of them shared the food.

Zhang Youke took the rice bowl, took the chopsticks and smelled the fragrance first, and then tried to put the white taro-like thing into his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

"Huh?" Although he only took a small bite, Zhang Youke felt the deliciousness, and soon sent it into his mouth in a big gulp: "Not bad." ”

At this time, Gao Zhong walked up to Zhang Youke with a smile, and he handed the rice soup to Zhang Youke: "This is more delicious with rice soup!" ”

"Really?"

Zhang Youke handed the bowl to Gao Zhong and motioned for Gao Zhong to pour the rice soup.

Rice soup and potato rice are definitely a perfect match, the rice soup itself has a different taste from rice, and the impact on the taste buds when combined with potatoes is quite large.

After pouring the rice soup, Zhang Youke took a bite of rice, and soon it was the second and third bites, and it didn't take long to finish a bowl: "It's delicious, it tastes good." ”

Then Gao Zhong poured rice soup for Yang Sanlao, Gao Shangwu and the little scholar, Gao Shangwu directly ate three bowls of rice soup, and the little scholar did not show weakness, but after eating two bowls, he really couldn't eat it.

Gao Zhong also ate two big bowls with a rice bowl, this potato really deserves to be the king of 100 dishes, the taste is not good, as long as people with a little cooking skills can control it.

Zhang Youke and Yang Sanlao ate relatively slowly, but they also ate two large bowls, and they were obviously very satisfied with this potato rice.

"What is this?"

Zhang Youke asked Gao Zhong: "I've eaten every time before, and this is what you kid used to hold on to and not let go?" ”

"This is from Fanbang outside, I don't know what it is, I forgot who gave it to me, I just remember that the man said that this thing has a high yield, and it can improve the life of the family in the future......"

Gao Zhong began to talk nonsense, there is no way, this potato really can't be explained.

"From Fanbang?"

Zhang Youke was taken aback, the Ming Dynasty has always adhered to the sea ban, how could something from this state be directly transmitted to the southwest hinterland?

He glanced at Gao Zhong, then smiled: "This thing really doesn't look like something that I am courting, but it has a name?" ”

"I call him a potato, a bean in the soil!"

Gao Zhong replied with a smile.

"Potatoes? Vulgar, your baby has been reading books with me for so long, how can you be so vulgar? ”

Zhang Youke shook his head: "Let's take a name, since this thing comes from Fanbang, Fandou?" It's not good, it's vulgar......"

"Beans?" Zhang Youke thought about the name on the side: "No, I was brought in by your baby, this thing is as white as jade, but it looks like a taro, how can it be called a bean?" ”

After thinking of several names in a row, Zhang Heke vetoed them all, and then he smiled: "Artichoke, this name is not bad!" ”

Sure enough, it's still the name......

Gao Zhong sighed, in the southwest region, potatoes are still called artichokes, and they are really foreign.

"By the way, I saw that you only had one artichoke, and how did you give birth to so many now?"

Zhang Youke looked at Gao Zhong curiously and asked.

"These are all planted by the artichoke......

Gao Zhong said truthfully.

"What, one can sow so many?"

Zhang Youke was taken aback, and stared at Gao Zhong with both eyes: "Let me ask you again, how much does this occupy?" ”

Gao Zhong thought for a while: "It's not much, Mo is half a zhang long, and two punches wide is enough!" ”

The yield of potatoes is high, which is something that the world has agreed on.

"That's all?"

Zhang Youke's eyes widened as he looked at the potatoes in the bucket, and a smile appeared on his face: "How many seasons in a year?" ”

"I don't know, it depends on when it sprouts, and we have to try this to know!"

Gao Zhong replied to Zhang Youke.

Such a high-yield crop Zhang He can naturally know how powerful, if it is used well, then this thing will be a weapon of the country in the future, and the whole world will not be **** caused by famine.

"Ah, if this thing is produced so highly, won't the real village not have to worry about paying taxes in the future?"

Yang San looked at the potatoes in front of him, and suddenly figured out the key.

Zhang Youke nodded: "If this is really the case, then don't talk about the village, even the whole world doesn't have to worry about eating."

"Gao Zhong, do you know this method of potato cultivation?"

Zhang Youke asked towards Gao Zhong.

"Yes."

Gao Zhong nodded.

"Okay, tell me that if you take out your land, you can plant as many potatoes as you can. You don't have to worry about your family's taxes for the past two years, they are all counted in my place. ”

Zhang Youke said to Gao Zhong.

Gao Zhong nodded, and said yes to Zhang Youke.

In the afternoon, Gao Shangwu and the little scholar were still practicing martial arts in the same place, and Yang Sanlao sat under the tree and looked at the potatoes, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

Gao Zhong continued to follow Zhang Youke, Zhang Youke at this time with a smile on his face, looked at Gao Zhong and said: "I remember that the two lumps are different colors, and now I know what one and the other are, and how many can be grown?" ”

"There is also a sweet potato, if nothing else, next year I dare to guarantee that there will be sweet potatoes in the place where there is land!"

Gao Zhong said confidently.

"How's the yield?"

Zhang Youke shook his head, thinking that Gao Zhong was probably talking big, there was only one nest of seeds that germinated, how could it be so much to divide them?

"No worse than potatoes!"

Gao Zhong is still confident in the yield of sweet potatoes.

In this way, in the quiet seven years of the Apocalypse, the potato officially entered the Ming Dynasty, and it will be spread throughout the Ming Dynasty in the future, with its own strong genes!