Chapter 256 256. Potato production
There is no shortage of fish in the river, daily cooking, and wild vegetables picked from the fields.
Because the aunt who cooks in the ancestral hall was influenced by the Shen family, the taste is not inferior to the most famous restaurant in Fucheng.
Cheng Xi was dragged back home by Shen Xingluo.
"Thank you for your hard work. You have to be busy cooking for Master and coming over to barbecue."
"Mr. Xu is an elder, so I should, and I didn't even do the barbecue just now. The aunts know everything about it, and their skills are very good."
When she entered the door, she was startled by the aroma wafting from the kitchen.
"You and Master haven't eaten yet?"
"What Mr. Xu means is that the whole family must eat together."
Cheng Xi felt warm in his heart and stepped into the In the living room, I saw Mr. Xu flipping through a few pieces of rice paper and contemplating, serious and focused.
"Master?"
After a long time, he raised his head and said, "Did you write this?"
It was a manuscript mixed with a medical record. Mr. Xu traveled all over the world in his early years. Heshan has treated many people and recorded most of the symptoms and experiences he encountered. A few days ago, he gave some of them to his disciples for learning.
I never expected that his apprentice would hand over such an answer sheet.
Cheng Xi nodded, "Master, do you think there is something wrong?"
"No, very good."
The manuscript only has a few thin pages, but it makes a detailed summary of the two medical practice records, and attaches a meaningful and even shocking analysis.
Mr. Xu always thought that this apprentice was smart, but he never knew that this cleverness could be used in this way.
"How did you come up with this when you were looking at my records?"
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Isn't it just a work summary plus analysis of reasons? As for looking at her like this?
Cheng Xi’s expression was dull. Could it be that I have to tell you that the most intuitive way to understand an industry or thing is to look for relevant data summary and analysis posts?
"Hey, I found that Master often encounters similar illnesses in the same place. I think this may be related to the region, such as the food they eat and the water they drink, etc."
Mr. Xu nodded, accepting the explanation, "Then what is this?"
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So when did she develop the habit of putting things away?
Cheng Xi could only explain the contents of the manuscript honestly. At this time, Mrs. Xu sighed in her heart again about her intelligence.
Don’t he understand these things?
No, he understands, but he has accumulated it bit by bit through decades of stumbling.
Practitioners in this world pay attention to inheritance and will not pass it on to non-disciples and family members, which also leads to some important prescriptions and experiences being lost in time.
Mr. Xu had always taken it for granted before today.
But, is this really good for the development of medical skills?
After entering late June, the weather in Lin'an Prefecture has become hotter day by day.
The sun was shining brightly, but everyone in Shenjia Village gathered around a field with excited expressions, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
"Xing Luo, do you want to dig?"
"Let's dig."
Shen Mantun was eager to try with the shovel. He gestured left and right but never dared to put his foot down. In the end, he threw the shovel into the arms of the person next to him.
"What are you digging for! Potatoes are so fragile, what if they break?"
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Shen Xingluo was rarely speechless, and took half a step back to talk to Cheng. Xi stood together and didn't plan to care.
"Uncle Li Zheng, you should dig it. If you don't dig it, I will dig it!"
"Yes, yes, we are all waiting here!"
"Hey Oh, I'm so anxious, I'm so anxious, what is this underground place? What's going on?"
Seeing the anxious look of the surrounding villagers, Shen Manyun rolled up his sleeves and said, "Why are you so anxious? This thing is a treasure. Aren't I afraid of hurting it?" , no patience at all, hum!
Sixth uncle did not come today. Shen Mantun, who was in charge of the overall situation, squatted down, grabbed the potato plant and pulled it up.
Thanks to the recent rain, the soil was very loose, so this pull didn’t take much effort. The plants were quickly uprooted, and four or five potatoes of different sizes were also brought out.
“Ouch!”
“What a big potato, this is bigger than what we tasted at that time!”
“Didn’t Xing Luo say that? He was I picked up a few small ones and left them for us to try.”
"One, two, three, four or four?"
Shen Mantun laughed loudly, "It's not four, someone can help me, there are more below."
It just broke. One, he felt it!
Today, we originally planned to dig out one to see how it was going, so no one else did anything to the potatoes next to them. They squatted down and dug out along the pit, and soon another one was pulled out.
“Five, five! So many potatoes.”
"Good guy, the biggest one weighs half a catty, and the smallest one is bigger than an egg!"
"What Xing Luo said is true, this thing is really high-yielding!"
< br>A few people stared at the plant in Shen Manyun's hands with burning eyes, wishing to pounce on it, snatch it home and offer it to them like their ancestors. The person involved subconsciously hugged it in his arms.
"What are you looking at? Where is the steelyard I asked you to hold?"
"Here, here, Uncle Li Zheng, we have already prepared it!"
Five pieces of soil of different sizes were collected and placed in containers, and the weight was weighed one and a half kilograms using a steelyard.
Shen Mantun was stunned, and after a long while he mechanically turned his neck to one side, "Xing Luo, how many seedlings did we use for one acre of good quality land when we planted it?"
“3000 plants.”
One plant produces one and a half pounds, then 3000 plants.
“Bang!”
Shen Manyun sat down on the ground in shock, his eyes widened, "Oh my God, am I dreaming?"
When his nephew said that this thing had a large yield per acre, he thought it was like other things. The food is about the same, and one acre of land can produce five to six hundred kilograms, which is as high as the sky. I never expected that there would be so much.
Ridiculously many!
Four thousand pounds, what is that concept?
Cheng Xi coughed lightly, leaned to his side and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you tell Uncle Six and the others at first?"
"No need."
"What do you mean?"
Shen Xingluo looked indifferent, "Do you think they would believe me when I told the truth?"
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Cheng Xi silently gave him a thumbs up, "What about the output?"
To be honest, she was said to be wealthy in her previous life. Although she liked to grow vegetables in the yard, she didn't know much about yield. If you asked her about wheat and corn, she might be able to tell something about it. Potatoes were too special.
However, Shen Xingluo had read books on agriculture when he was raising seedlings, so he knew more about it than she did.
“It’s okay, it’s what I expected.”
“What you want?”
“Don’t rush everything.”
Got it.
Cheng Xi realized that being too pushy was not a good thing.
“This is the best farmland in the clan, and the soil quality must be the best. The potatoes chosen for seedlings at that time were also large and plump. The weather in the past two months has been good, so fertilization and daily maintenance have been carried out. Do you still have a hand?”
(End of this chapter)