There is no shortage of fish in the river, stir-fried vegetables every day, and wild vegetables picked in the field.

Because the aunt who cooks in the ancestral hall has been influenced by the Shen family, the taste is not inferior to the most famous restaurant in Fucheng.

And Cheng Xi was pulled home by Shen Xingluo.

"Thank you for your hard work, and you have to be busy cooking for the master, and you have to come over to barbecue."

"Old Xu is an elder, it should be, and I didn't do the barbecue just now, the aunts can understand it at all, and the craftsmanship is good."

When she entered the door, she was startled by the smell wafting from the kitchen.

"You and Master haven't eaten yet?"

"What does Elder Xu mean, saying that the family has to eat together."

Cheng Xi's heart warmed, and when he stepped into the living room, he saw that Xu Lao was turning over a few pieces of rice paper and contemplating his eyebrows, serious and focused.

"Master?"

After a long time, he raised his head, "This is what you wrote?" ”

It was a manuscript mixed with a medical record, Xu Lao traveled all over the great rivers and mountains in his early years to see many people, and most of the illnesses and experiences encountered were recorded, and he handed over some of them to his apprentices to learn from the scriptures a few days ago.

Unexpectedly, his apprentice handed over such an answer sheet.

Cheng Xi nodded, "Does Master think there is something wrong?" ”

"No, that's good."

The manuscript is only a few thin sheets, but it provides a detailed summary of the two medical records, and is accompanied by a substantial, even shocking analysis.

Xu Lao always thought that this apprentice was smart, but he never knew that this kind of intelligence could be used like this.

"How did you come up with this when you looked at my records?"

"......" professional habits?

Isn't it just a job summary plus a reason analysis, as for looking at her like this?

Cheng Xi's expression is wooden, is it possible that I want to tell you that the most intuitive way to understand an industry or thing is to find relevant data summary and analysis posts?

"Ahem, I found that Master often suffers from similar illnesses in the same place, and I think it may be related to the region, such as what they eat and drink, and so on."

Xu Lao nodded, and accepted this explanation, "Then what is this?" ”

"......" line chart?

So when did she get into the habit of putting things in her hands?

Cheng Xi could only honestly explain the content of the manuscript, and at this time, Xu Lao sighed again in his heart about her intelligence.

Doesn't he understand these things?

No, he understands, but it is also accumulated bit by bit after decades of stumbling.

In this world, practitioners pay attention to inheritance, and non-disciples and family members do not pass it on, which also leads to some important prescriptions and experiences being lost in time.

Xu Lao had always taken it for granted until today.

But is this really good for the development of medical skills?

After entering the second half of June, the weather in Lin'an Province is getting hotter and hotter day by day.

The sun was shining, but everyone in Shenjia Village was gathered in a field with excited expressions, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Xingluo, do you want to dig?"

"Dig it."

Shen Manho was eager to try the shovel, but he never dared to put his feet down, and finally threw the shovel into the arms of the person next to him.

"Dig what! Potatoes are so fragile, how can they get them if they are bad? ”

“......”

Shen Xingluo was rarely speechless, took a half step back and stood with Cheng Xi and didn't plan to care.

"Uncle Lizheng, you dig it, if you don't dig me, I'll dig it!"

"yes, yes, we're all waiting here!"

"Hey, you're dying, you're dying, what's going on underground?"

Seeing that the surrounding villagers were anxious, Shen Manchu rolled up the sleeves on both sides, "What's the hurry, this thing is a baby, I'm not afraid of hurting it." ”

Young man, there is no patience at all, huh!

The sixth uncle didn't come today, and Shen Manho, who was in charge of the overall situation, squatted down, grabbed the potato plant and pulled it up.

Thanks to a recent rain, the ground was very loose, and it didn't take much effort to pull the plants, and the plants were quickly uprooted, and four or five potatoes of different sizes were also brought out.

"Wow!"

"What a big potato, it's much bigger than what we tasted at the time!"

"Didn't Xingluo say it? He picked up a few small ones before he left them for us to taste. ”

"One, two, three, four...... Four? ”

Shen Manchu laughed, "It's not four, someone will take a hand, and there will be one below." ”

He just pulled one off, and he felt it!

Today, I was originally going to dig out a tree to see the situation, so no one else did anything to the potatoes next to them, and directly squatted down and pulled out along the soil pit, and after a while, another one was pulled out.

"Five, five! Lots of potatoes ......"

"Good guy, the largest few have to weigh half a catty, and the small ones are bigger than eggs!"

"What Xingluo said is true, this thing can really be prolific!"

Several people stared at the plants in Shen Manhoard's hands with blazing eyes, eager to pounce on them and snatch them home as ancestors, and the parties subconsciously hugged them in their arms.

"What do you see, the rod scales that you want to take?"

"Here, here, Uncle Lizheng, we've been ready for a long time!"

Five pieces of soil of different sizes were mined and placed in containers, and a pound and a half were weighed on a rod scale.

Shen Manchu was stunned, and after a while, he mechanically turned his neck to the side, "Xingluo, how many seedlings were used in one acre of high-quality field when we planted it?" ”

"3,000 plants."

One plant produces one and a half pounds, then 3,000 trees......

"Bang!"

Shen Manchu sat on the ground in shock, his eyes widened, "God, am I dreaming?" ”

At the beginning, his nephew said that this thing has a large yield per mu, and he thought that it was similar to other grains, and it would be up to the sky if one acre of land could produce five or six hundred catties, but he never expected it to be so much.

That's ridiculously much!

Four thousand pounds, what is that concept?

Cheng Xi coughed lightly, leaned over to his side and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you tell the sixth uncle and them at the beginning?" ”

"No, I don't."

"What do you mean?"

Shen Xingluo's expression was indifferent, "Do you think they would believe me when I told the truth?" ”

"...... "No, they think you're crazy."

Cheng Xi silently gave him a thumbs up, "What about this yield?" ”

To tell the truth, in her previous life, she was rich and noble, although she liked to grow some vegetables in the yard, but she didn't know anything about yield, if you asked her about wheat and corn, she might know a thing or two, potatoes are too out of the way.

However, Shen Xingluo had read agriculture-related books when he was raising seedlings, but he knew more about it than her.

"It's okay, it's the expectation I want."

"What do you want?"

"Don't rush anything."

Got it.

Cheng Xi realized that in fact, it is not a good thing to be too showy.

"This is the best high-quality field in the clan, and the soil quality must be the best, and the potatoes that were selected for seedling cultivation at that time were also big and full, and the weather in the past two months was also smooth...... So you still have a hand in fertilization and daily maintenance? ”