Although he didn't want to say it, the people in the village would also estimate that they were wondering how much money he could earn in their hearts.

Don't look at Liu Junhao, who has been busy with the less than one acre of land in the yard in the past half a year, but he can't stand the technology, the acacia tree grows watermelons, all of them are sweet and sweet. Those few jujube trees are also bigger than other people's knots, and there are more knots, and I am afraid that there are thousands of dollars just to sell dates, not to mention yellow eels, which are a big money-making head.

However, the people in the village were red-eyed, but they didn't have any thoughts that they shouldn't have. This is mainly because Liu Junhao's personality is really good, and he doesn't care about things. Take those fruits and vegetables in the yard as an example, whoever comes to the village can pick and eat them at will, who hasn't picked vegetables from his yard in summer?

There are also those sweet dates, adults can say that they know that they are going to sell for money, so they will taste a few fresh and fresh, but the bear children of each family soak there almost every day to beat dates and eat them, Liu Junhao didn't say anything, and there are computers......

Chatting and chatting, everyone talked about the wild boars raised by Ermazi's family, and asked one by one when the wild boars would be out of the circle? Because the wild boar cubs are afraid of the living, the two of them rebuilt a pigsty in the backyard, and generally do not let the living approach, and everyone does not know what the wild boar has become of.

"What kind of cage, as long as I get out of the cage in May next year, I'll be thankful," Er Mazi said with a sad face, he now regrets that he was too impulsive and didn't listen to people's advice.

The two wild boars tossed them a lot, not to mention the medical expenses of 100 yuan at the beginning, and now they are very picky eaters when they are half old, and they eat bran every meal, and they start to hum when they mix a little chaff into it, and they don't eat it with their mouths.

The animal couldn't beat and couldn't beat, and the scolding couldn't be understood, so the two of them had to go to the town every few days to buy a big bag of bran.

After a few months, the benefits have not been seen, but the bran bought several large bags, a pack of bran is 60 yuan, and he spends four or five hundred just to buy the bran.

It can eat bran and grow meat, but wild boars are different from domestic pigs, they don't grow fat just by eating, they are long and thin, and they don't eat a pound and two taels like they told him at the beginning. But so far, this wild boar has been fed for a few months, only sixty or seventy catties, and it is still half a pile, and it will not be enough to eat during the New Year.

Liu Junhao chatted for a while and just wanted to go back, but was stopped by Er Mazi again. He said that he would come over in the afternoon to help dig a sweet potato well.

When Professor Zhao built the house, Er Mazi also helped out once, remembering Liu Junhao's perverted digging ability, like a small excavator. This time he dug a sweet potato well at home, and the first thing he thought of was Liu Junhao, and he was going to talk to him after lunch at noon, but he didn't expect to meet him here.

Anyway, there was nothing to do in the afternoon, so Liu Junhao readily agreed, and after eating at noon, he went to Er Mazi's house, only to see a large pile of sweet potatoes piled up in the hood of his house, both white and foreign.

Liu Junhao took a sweet potato in his hand, washed the soil in the bucket, and stuffed it into his mouth to gnaw.

There are two kinds of sweet potatoes here, one is white sweet potato, which is very large, and the other weighs a pound, but it tastes a little stupid and not very sweet. The other is the sweet potato he eats now. This sweet potato has been sitting for a while, so it tastes crispy and sweet, and a chill in the mouth goes down the throat to the stomach, which is particularly comfortable.

Probably because he has been eating sweet potatoes a few years ago, Liu Junhao is quite disgusted with this kind of thing, and he has never planted it himself.

But a few days ago, when the hairy child came to the house to play on the computer, he took half a sweet potato bun in his hand. He couldn't help but break a little bit and taste it when he saw it, it was sweet and sour, and it felt delicious. So he broke most of the steamed buns in the hands of the hairy boy and sat at the computer to relieve his hunger.

Now that he has the opportunity, he naturally eats a lot, and after eating two in a row, he stops and asks where the sweet potato well is selected?

In order to save trouble, Er Mazi did not choose the sweet potato well elsewhere, and was ready to dig directly in the corner of his yard.

The sweet potato wells in Liujiagou are generally dug very shallow, because they dare not dig deep at all, and if they are a little deeper, there is a possibility of water seepage, and the sweet potatoes are easy to rot if the well is too wet.

But people have a way, if you can't dig down, then pile up. After digging the sweet potato well, pile soil on the well and make the sweet potato well into a small bunker with a large high platform, so that you can store more sweet potatoes.

Ermazi's family planted a lot of sweet potatoes this year, and they harvested one or two thousand catties, so this sweet potato well was dug very large.

After choosing the address, the two of them took the small head to replace the excavation, and dug to a depth of more than two meters after a while, Liu Junhao saw that the two pockmarks were digging too slowly, so he let him pull the soil on the top, and he put on a straw hat and squatted in the well with a small head "whirring and huh" to plan.

The space in the well was cramped, and the air was impermeable, and soon his body became hot and dry. In order not to stain his clothes with the wet mud, he simply took off his shirt and dug up underneath his shirtless. Liu Junhao's hands and feet were indeed much faster than Er Mazi's, and after a while, there were two large piles of soil in the yard, until Er Mazi said that it was almost over, and Liu Junhao grabbed the rope like a monkey and climbed up.

As soon as he stopped working for a long time, he was sweating, and he ate a cold sweet potato to be thorough.

The sweet potato well that has just been dug is not immediately put into the sweet potato, but also has to be dried for a few days to allow the well to dry out a little.

Er Mazi saw that Liu Junhao seemed to like eating sweet potatoes very much, and when he left, he deliberately asked his mother-in-law to get a snakeskin bag for him to take back to eat.

Liu Junhao didn't shirk either, just remember this favor in the future. The snakeskin bag was not tied to the mouth, so he grabbed the snakeskin bag and threw it on his shoulder, and walked towards home with one hand. This bag of sweet potatoes is only seventy or eighty pounds, and it is very easy to carry.

In the evening, he gave Professor Zhao a small half basket of sweet potatoes and asked them to cut them into pieces and cook them in a pot when cooking.

Then I went back to the house and started to cook my own food, which I haven't eaten for a few years, and now I miss it a little. I'll eat cold shredded sweet potatoes tonight, and I'll lose two in the rice porridge later.

After Liu Junhao finished thinking, he neatly took a white sweet potato and cut it into strips the thickness of a little finger, and then threw it into cold water to rinse. Generally, the white sweet potato shreds used to make cold sweet potatoes are used, mainly because the sweet potato tendons contained in it are more than other sweet potatoes, although it is a little stupid to eat raw, but after boiling a half-cooked sweet potato tendon in boiling water, take it out with a fence and sprinkle some tender ginger with vinegar and salt, and then use sesame oil to adjust it to eat, it is absolutely delicious.

After adjusting it with chopsticks a few times, Liu Junhao added a piece and put it in his mouth, it tasted crisp and raw, there was no sweet potato tendon at all, the taste was a little like a potato, but it was more refreshing than potatoes, and there was a hint of sweetness in the saltiness, the taste was quite unique, and it was a good meal.

Sweet potatoes are not particularly sweet when eaten raw, but they have no bones, and they are completely boiled after being cut into strips and put in boiling water, and they can't be scooped up at all.

At this time, there was a "gurgling" sound in the cauldron, and the sweet potato rice porridge was almost cooked. So, with steamed buns, I sandwiched a chopsticks with vinegar and tender ginger and sweet potato shreds, and then drank two sips of sweet potato rice porridge...... He let go of his stomach and ate violently, but he accidentally ate the accumulated food, and his stomach kept screaming in the middle of the night, so he had no choice but to put on thick clothes and get up to find a red appetizer in the mountains.

This year's weather is significantly colder than usual, and a few days into the 11th lunar month, people are wearing thick clothes for the winter.

Even if the weather is cold, it has been foggy for a week, and when you get up in the morning, you can't see people clearly when you are five or six meters apart from each other.

Zhang Qian was afraid that something would happen to the children going to school in such a big fog, so she discussed with Teacher Wang and asked them to review their homework at home in the morning, and then come back to class when the fog completely cleared.

Naturally, such a foggy weather can't talk about basking in the sun, although he can't go out, but Liu Junhao will also have fun for himself.

In the past few days, his cat has been at home, playing with the computer, playing games, teasing rabbits and dogs, and roasting sweet potatoes under the stove to eat.

As soon as he ate in the morning, he took out the big sweet potato roasted under the stove, knocked off the charred ash on the top and gnawed it, the yellow, hot, fragrant sweet potato meat was mouth-watering just by looking at it.

He was eating deliciously, but he heard Zhang Qian calling him outside the courtyard in a hurry, asking him if he had seen his own Qiuqiu, Qiuqiu seemed to have run away.

To say that since she had this water duck, Zhang Qian has treated it like a baby. As long as you can bring it to the occasion, you will generally bring it to class in Qiuqiu, even every time you go to school, Zhang Qian walks in front, and the water duck "quacks" follows behind.