Zhou Ziyi said heartily, your rice is boiled, this is baked, and the baked things have their own fragrance.

But she didn't say it, she just wanted to spread the dots. Let's not talk about making money, it's a pity that such a good thing doesn't spread.

If it can really save lives, is it also good deeds and accumulation of virtue?

The people who were waiting to eat potatoes saw that Zhou Ziyi's family was busy, and they all went to the ground.

"Shall we help?"

"It's just that everyone is busy together, and they do it faster."

Half of the village will harvest half an acre of land in a short time. This time it's really like a small mountain, at least a thousand or more, nearly two thousand catties.

What is this concept?

They grow corn and rice, and in one season, there are at most a few hundred catties per acre of land. Who has ever seen half an acre of land, or a wasteland, that can grow two thousand catties of potatoes?

Just thinking about it, Zhou Ziyi suddenly said again, "The potatoes are ready to eat." ”

The crowd hurriedly gathered around, "Give me one, give me one." ”

It's not like it used to be, skeptical. Everyone is very busy, for fear that they will be late and be taken advantage of.

Zhou Ziyi burned a lot, and she didn't worry.

In the end, everyone was given one and tasted it.

The skin is peeled, and the fragrance is even stronger. Take a bite, soft and glutinous without sticking to your teeth. After swallowing it, it was smooth all the way to the stomach, and the stomach was also warm, but it was much better than the coarse grain that cut the throat.

Originally, this potato is starchy, similar to rice.

It was instantly loved by everyone.

As soon as the eyes of the caring person rolled, they began to ask. "When will this thing be planted? If you still plant it now, can you still harvest it once? ”

"Yes!" Zhou Ziyi said with a smile, "The weather here us, this potato can be planted for at least two seasons." Plant it now, and you can harvest it in July or August. ”

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other one after another, and they all had a plan in their hearts.

was busy here, and Zhou Laohan came over from the small river over there with a bucket. Zhou Laohan only has these few acres of wasteland now, and he is also working very hard for the harvest.

Every day, before dawn, I come to fetch water and pour it into the ground, but the speed of carrying water is not as fast as the speed of evaporation.

I pick it every day, but the corn is still getting wilting more and more. It's just that it's better than other people's.

When they saw him coming, they cried out to those who had good deeds. "Brother, what are you still carrying water? You might as well take some of these potatoes that you have always kept at home, plant them, and cut down the corn quickly! ”

Zhou Laohan didn't say anything, but someone reminded him.

"Changcun is not his family now."

The man hurriedly shut up, and Old Man Zhou's face also stiffened instantly.

Soon, though, he recovered. said lightly, "That's not possible, if the crops are planted, you have to serve them well." ”

Someone whispered, "Then why don't you take good care of your children?" Good boys are gone......"

Old Man Zhou pursed his lips, pretended not to hear, and walked over lightly.

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In the next morning, Zhou Ziyi drove the family's ox cart and pulled the potatoes back.

Looking at the mountain-like potatoes, Wang couldn't stop smiling. "This year, it looks like we won't be hungry even if we don't have corn."

Zhou Ziyi smiled, "Mother, do you mean that we should eat potatoes every day?" No matter how delicious it is, you can't eat it every day, besides, I'm still useful here, at most I'll leave a few dozen catties for you. ”

Wang was stunned, "How do you use it?" ”

Zhou Ziyi blinked, "You'll know in a moment." ”