"I have three brothers, these three brothers are doing well, there are a lot of children in the family, although there is no man to help, but my three younger siblings and nieces and daughters-in-law, nephews and grandchildren, all of them are capable, Ming'er, I will bring them to you to give you a palm, see if this business can be handed over to our family." Aunt Qin was extremely excited, and she wanted to take it all in her heart, but she sensibly didn't let herself say anything too absolute.

Now, Ding Xuewei felt that this was in line with her: "Go back and make some cages, it's best to compare them to the cart, so that it is easy to add two layers when you are less, and it is not difficult to add two layers when you are more." ”

She made a promise, as long as her family was okay, she would let her family come to this business.

"Miss Xuewei." Aunt Qin was so excited that she didn't know what to do.

It happened that Old Man Ding, Wang Dazhu and others came over with sweet potatoes, patted her hands that had nowhere to put them, and Ding Xuewei gave her some private space.

At that time, when making paper, Chen Yu asked people to send a lot of stone mills, which included small mills driven by manpower, and large mills suitable for cattle and horses.

Originally, she wanted to make a water mill, but she never had time to tinker, no, until now, she has to push and grind... Cattle and horses contribute.

I didn't use this side when I made chili sauce before, because the people in the village now use this grinding plate, for fear that the spicy taste will affect everyone.

Sweet potatoes don't have a special taste, and besides, sweet potatoes are not as good as chili peppers, so they must be livestock.

When the people arranged by Old Man Ding went to inform Aunt Bai'er, Ding Xuewei and Wang Dazhu and others cut the sweet potatoes into pieces, and when Aunt Qin and others went to Bai's house, Wang Dazhu and others set the horse wheel.

"It's delicious."

There were no outsiders, so Old Man Ding carefully handed the boiled sweet potato hidden in his arms to Ding Xuewei.

Having already tasted raw sweet potatoes, she didn't have much expectation for this ripe, but she still had to do it on the surface.

I saw her take it in surprise, and then bite down halfway.

"Nobody chokes on you"

“··· Belch! ”

The result of being too rude is choking.

"You!" Old man Ding's face was speechless.

patting her chest, Ding Xue slightly revealed a reassuring look, and burped a few times to be comfortable.

"Grandpa, this sweet potato burp... Yes, burp, burp is much better than green cabbage, if you plant a season, you can eat burp for a year, and all the rice can be sold burp ~ go! ”

If you don't know her well enough, you really can't understand what she's talking about!

"If you plant it this fall, you can have it next year... With a slightly better yield, the people will no longer have to worry about their belly. Halfway through the words, it was time for Old Man Ding to speak.

This sweet potato, although it is not as sweet as she said, but the taste is good, even if it can't be made into flour, it is steamed like this, it is all good grain, but if you can harvest two or three thousand catties in the spring of next year, the lives of the people will undergo earth-shaking changes.

"You have to plan for it." An He looked solemn.

I haven't dug it out to see that I can still feel at ease, I've seen it, and what should be done must be done: "I'll go into the city tomorrow." ”

An He was willing to be responsible, Ding Xuewei and Old Man Ding did not plan to participate, so they divided the work between words.

Wang Dazhu and others beckoned to the cattle and horses grinding the plate, Ding Xuewei and the three of them squatted and muttered on the side, and next to them, the sound of pigs, cattle and poultry continued, until Zhang Qiang and others turned the corner and shouted people, Ding Xuewei and others found that someone was approaching.

With just one glance, An He confirmed the identity of the person who came, and when Ding Xuewei's grandfather and grandson stood up, he whispered: "Lord Prefect." ”

“！”

Ding Xuewei's grandfather and grandson were dumbfounded.

Nervous.

Not because of the arrival of the prefect, but because of the guys who were struck by lightning not long ago.

"Don't be nervous, that didn't get out." Ann and whispered.

Grandchildren put away the tension for a second or two.

"Big brother~" Zhang Qiang squeezed his eyebrows: "Come with me to meet the adults." ”

At this time when Zhang Qiang approached, the low-key and simple carriage stopped, and a slender and tall middle-aged man with sharp eyes lifted the curtain.

The man with the saber who was originally standing next to the car hurriedly stretched out his hand.

The middle-aged man got out of the car with his arm strength, and his inquiring gaze fell straight on Ding Xuewei.

Zhang Qiang, who gave Old Man Ding a look one second, straightened his posture the next second and strode back to the car.

"My lord, this is Ding Shaoqi, who has put forward the idea of benefiting the people several times, and this little girl is Xue Wei, who designed the waterwheel."

"Grass people Ding Shaoqi, meet the prefect."

Old man Ding knelt down, Ding Xuewei kowtowed to An He, and Wang Dazhu and others.

Old man Ding is the head of the family, and he is the only one who has the qualifications to speak at this time, and because he is only a child's voice, he can only call himself a grass man.

"Up."

A simple word, spit out from the sickly white lips of middle age.

There is no picture of the family of the government and the people on TV, and there is no bad thing for people to kneel and reply.

When the head is knocked on the kowtow, it is shouted.

Afraid of trouble, Ding Xuewei kept hanging her head, yes, she didn't notice that the gaze that fell on her was longer than that on Old Man Ding.

"I heard, you have grown a lot of other crops?" The prefect got straight to the point.

Old man Ding can be regarded as having seen the world, and he is not in a hurry: "Lord Hui, there are several kinds of experiments, and one of them is being verified." ”

As he spoke, he turned to the side of the millstone, and when the prefect's eyes turned to him, he explained: "This crop is called sweet potato, and it can be eaten raw, boiled, and it is said that it can also be made into flour." ”

He said this very clearly, in addition to the powder, it has been verified to be eaten raw and cooked.

The prefect walked to the millstone, and after the mill rolled away, he reached out and picked out a piece two fingers wide and half a finger long.

Old man Ding blessed his soul: "Edible." ”

The adult was not disgusted by the fact that the stone had been crushed, but carefully studied it and sent it in.

Obviously, the crisp texture of the sweet potato struck him wonderfully.

"I've boiled some in front, please allow the grass people to send someone to fetch it." Old man Ding bent down: "The heavy rain washed out some fruits before, and looking at the ripeness of the fruits, I felt that it was about the same, so I dug up some attempts." ”

It's not because you came to prepare it on purpose, but because you came by coincidence.

The prefect's careful tasting action paused, stared at Old Man Ding for a few seconds, and then swallowed the food in his mouth: "Then take it and taste it." ”

Not to mention the prefect, it is a county order, Yuequan Village should sweep the village to greet each other, a look, peace and retreat, not long after, more than a dozen boiled sweet potatoes appeared in front of the prefect, two moments later, the village chief with all the villagers and Qin Damiang and others who were about to leave but did not succeed arrived, and a moment later, all the laborers also came to kowtow.

The prefect said something routinely, and then dismissed the crowd, and he didn't ask about the chickens that the villagers had been worried about, the price of rabbits, the hatching process of chickens and ducks, the survival rate and other issues, and he didn't mention it, and there were no words about how many livestock there were in the village.

When Ding Xuewei wanted to retreat with the villagers, the prefect opened his mouth, so the cooking matter was handed over to the Li family, Aunt Zhang Qi'er and others, and she followed behind the old man Ding and became a clicker all the way.

A roar every day, begging for tickets, asking for collections...