In the yard, the whole family was watching what Jiang Yun dug back.

Jiang Yang's gaze skipped over the familiar mountain hemp roots and fell on another strange pile of roots. "I know this mountain hemp root, but what is the red color?"

Jiang Yun picked up an oval cube and said, "This is a sweet potato, a rare plant. It is said to be used as medicine or edible."

Everyone said that Jiang Yun could use a plant as medicine when he saw it. He had long been used to the habit of being edible.

But it’s just that Jiang Yun actually said he wanted to plant it.

"Are you sure this thing tastes good? It's better than Pueraria root?" Jiang Yang asked.

Jiang Yun nodded, "It must be more delicious than Pueraria root! If you don't believe me, ask my mother!"

Liu Su, who had already confessed to her, nodded and said without blinking: "Although I haven't eaten it, I seem to have seen it in a book when I was a child. It is said that some places even use it as food."

When Old Man Jiang heard this, he immediately made a decision, "You can try it if you can eat it!"

Everyone hesitated for a moment, but did not refuse the proposal.

Although Jiang Yun is still young, what she says is still quite important at home today.

So, Jiang Yun carefully picked the smallest one from the ten sweet potatoes, cut one third of them first, and then put the remaining two-thirds into Zhou Qiao's hand, "Just put it in the pot and steam it for a quarter of an hour and it will be almost cooked."

Zhou Qiao looked at her stingy Bala and said funny: "Who can cook this one enough? Get two more."

Jiang Yun shook his head firmly and rejected her, "That won't be possible. These should be kept for seeds. Eat one less, just cook one, and try the taste of one person. Don't waste it."

Zhou Qiao said helplessly: "Then why are you cutting that piece?"

"This thing is also edible. After it is cooked, you can compare and taste it."

Seeing this, Zhou Qiao stopped talking and steamed the half of the sweet potatoes in the pot.

As time goes by, the aroma of sweet potatoes gradually overflows and becomes more and more intense.

When the steamed sweet potatoes were put on the pot, the rich aroma came to the nose, and Zhou Qiao was shocked.

Amid everyone's expectations, steamed sweet potatoes were served on a plate and served on the table.

At this time, Jiang Yun had already cut the raw sweet potato into eleven pieces that were not much larger than his fingers with a knife.

Jiang Yueshan sucked the sweetness in the air and couldn't wait to reach out to get it.

Jiang Yun glared at him and then silently withdrew his hand.

After Jiang Yun cut the steamed sweet potatoes into eleven pieces, he said, "Okay, everyone is raw and cooked, and it's ready to eat."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yueshan took the lead and reached out to get it, and the others followed closely behind.

In the blink of an eye, only two sweet potatoes were left on the table.

Without even having the freshly steamed sweet potatoes burned, Jiang Yueshan bit them in one bite...

The dense sweet potato melted in his mouth, and the sweet taste instantly made him unable to stop.

The others were also shocked by the sweetness of sweet potatoes, and no one spoke for a while.

Only Jiang Song looked at Liu Su and Jiang Yun with empty hands for a moment, and asked, "Yun Niang, have you lost one piece? I'll give you my." Then he handed over the sweet potato in his hand.

Jiang Yun shook his head and refused, "No, I know the taste, I don't need to taste it."

Having said that, my eyes couldn't help but look at the hot sweet potato many times.

Liu Su picked up the knife on the table, divided the sweet potatoes on the plate into two, picked up one of them himself, and pushed the other portion on the plate to Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun lowered his eyes and looked at the sweet potato in front of him, swallowed hard, raised his head and smiled brightly at Liu Su, "Thank you mother!"

Then he turned his head and said to Jiang Song: "Dad, you eat it, I'll eat it with my mother." After that, he lowered his head and tasted it seriously.

Jiang Song looked at the sweet potato in his hand and suddenly felt that it was no longer fragrant.

So I picked up the knife and divided my two sweet potatoes into three.

Looking at this scene, Zhou Qiao and Old Mrs. Zhou subconsciously looked at the people around them.

Jiang Bai and Old Man Jiang who had even swallowed the skin:...

After tasting the taste of sweet potatoes, the family unanimously agreed to plant sweet potatoes.

As for - whether to grow a life or not?

Everyone said there was no need to worry. Yun Niang could even grow mushrooms, but was she afraid that she would not grow a sweet potato alive?

Anyway, these sweet potato books were dug from the mountains, so even if they cannot be planted, there will be no loss. It’s a pity that these sweet potatoes are.

Since you want to plant, you naturally have to choose a land. Old Man Jiang scratched his mind and finally said, "There are not many sweet potatoes, so why not just plant a leap in your field!"

Jiang Yun shook his head, "I saw it when I was digging sweet potatoes. The soil nearby was sandy, and my land was not suitable."

Old Man Jiang was stunned, "What is sandy soil?"

Jiang Yun pondered for a moment and said, "Anyway, the soil is loose, the particles are large, and easy to drain."

That's really not suitable.

Old Man Jiang thought for a while, "Then let your father take you to Xiaokanpo tomorrow."

...

So, in the few remaining fields, Jiang Yun selected land again, opened land, cultivated seedlings, and planted her sweet potato planting experiment.

In addition, she also needs to complete systematic courses, organize experimental records, and write them more easily and easily understandable.

If you say this is the inspiration given to her by Mr. Su.

When Mr. Su lost his beard because the two brothers of Old Man Jiang had a fight, he asked each student Tian Fu to recite "Zengguang Xianwen" at home.

Nowadays, those students can recite "Zengguang Xianwen" and Jiang Yun is not sure, but anyone in the village can say one or two sentences, from three-year-old children to white-haired elderly people.

Such as-

"The road knows the power of horsepower, and the hearts of people will be seen over time."

"The plan for a year lies in spring, the plan for a day lies in morning. The plan for a family lies in harmony, and the plan for a lifetime lies in diligence."

"Getting good friends with neighbors is like picking up treasures."

"Filial piety will give birth to a filial son, and disobedient son will give birth to a disobedient son."

...

Jiang Yun later vaguely understood Mr. Su’s intention.

Although Jiang Yun did not believe it, he had to admit some of the mottos included in it. If proverbs can be spread in this way, it will always have more benefits than disadvantages.

She also got inspiration from it. Instead of trying to tell the whole village, she would rather organize it into a book and ask classmates to help copy it. While she could also let them get familiar with the contents first, and then use their hands to spread it to the whole village. This would save trouble and help classmates learn to read. Why not do it?

Thinking of this, the depression of writing "Zengguang Xianwen" so many times suddenly disappeared.

...

On the first day of the holiday, Jiang Yun brought his two younger brothers to the school early and hummed a small song to clean up the classroom.

This made Mr. Su look at him frequently.

As classmates came one after another, Jiang Yun greeted him enthusiastically, and even Shen Xiazhi got her big smile.
Chapter completed!