The fragrance of sweet potatoes wafted far away, surrounding the small Yongle Village and never dissipating, abducting all the people who originally stayed at home and were quiet otaku.

Especially the Hu family, the eldest Hu Kang is not at home, but the old Erhudi, Hu Lao's head and Hu Di's mother are all there, and the three of them are all huge and full of tendons. However, at this moment, the expressions of the three of them were a little cute, and the three of them stared at the small stove and drooled continuously.

"Ah Fei, is this sweet potato really so delicious?" Hu Di wiped the saliva that was about to drip down, took a sip, and asked with a wink of cute little eyes.

Chen Fei was disgusted by Hu Di's saliva, if this saliva dripped onto the stove and left, would others still eat it?

"That's right! Delicious, absolutely delicious! Village Chief Yang held a small half of the still steaming sweet potato in his hand, with a happy and satisfied face.

The old man has lived for most of his life, and it is probably the first time he has eaten something as original and delicious as sweet potatoes, and he can't stop eating it.

He also did free publicity for Chen Fei, and those who were still hesitant to eat sweet potatoes were brainwashed by him, and now they are also part of the army of "waiting" baked sweet potatoes.

Because there were many people, but the stove was small, Chen Fei had to promise to give each villager a few sweet potatoes and let them take them home and roast them to eat. At this moment, Chen Fei was very kind, and even the Zhuang households who had just moved over gave three from each family.

Don't be too short of three, Chen Fei's batch of sweet potatoes is mainly used for breeding, not for eating. If you can really eat sweet potatoes without fear, at least next year.

"That's right." Old Village Chief Yang swallowed the last bite of sweet potato, burped with satisfaction, then patted his hand stained with black ash, and asked Chen Fei: "How much can this sweet potato produce in one mu?" ”

There were people around who showed strange expressions, because some people seemed to see that these sweet potatoes planted by Chen Fei were all picked up with a load of burdens, and they picked up a lot of burdens back and forth. A few hundred pounds, right?

The villagers didn't dare to think about it, one acre of land could produce ten stones, it should be the sky, right? (One stone in the Tang Dynasty was about 59 kilograms.) ）

Only those farmers who gave it to Chen Fei silently sweated in their hearts, and they picked the sweet potatoes, of course they knew in their hearts, and the yield of this sweet potato was probably ......

"About three or four thousand pounds." Chen Fei didn't weigh it specifically, but his rough estimate of three or four thousand catties was just a conservative estimate, and the real weight was about four thousand catties.

"How much?" Village Chief Yang wondered if there was something wrong with his ears, so much so that he heard an illusory number.

"About three thousand to four thousand catties." Chen Fei said it again.

"Shhh Many villagers, including others, gasped. They heard it right, one acre of land yields about 4,000 catties, which... This rhythm is going to heaven!

How much is an acre of rice? If the year is better, one acre of land can produce about 200 catties of rice.

Note that this is the harvest when the year is good, if the year is a little worse, two hundred catties? It's good to have one hundred and fifty catties, and if there is a famine, it is possible to have no harvest.

So what is the feeling of having an output of three or four thousand catties per acre of land? The yield has increased by a factor of 20!

Not twice, not three, four, five, six, seven, but twenty! The villagers repeatedly wondered if there was something wrong with their ears.

Chen Fei repeated it several times, and then led them to his yard to take a look, and everyone gradually believed in this fact.

So, the villagers immediately blew up.

The appearance of sweet potatoes had too much impact on them, and some villagers directly proposed not to plant rice, but to plant sweet potatoes directly, so that they would not have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of their lives.

Many villagers chimed in, agreeing with the villager who spoke.

However, Chen Fei maintained a calm attitude, sweet potato is indeed a good food, but it cannot completely replace rice as the main food.

Because sweet potato is a low-calorie, but very satiety food, you will feel full after eating, but the energy intake is not much, causing people to become thinner and thinner.

And eating too many sweet potatoes is not good for the stomach, don't think it's just farting and burping, the high sugar content of sweet potatoes will make your stomach acid pour into your esophagus, and it's normal to vomit and diarrhea if you don't make it good.

Of course, it's perfectly fine to eat sweet potatoes as an auxiliary food.

Chen Fei knows a lot about this, so when the villagers enthusiastically discussed the replacement of rice with sweet potatoes, his face was filled with sorrow.

It's a good thing, but you can't eat it like the villagers, you should control it, otherwise the consequences are unpredictable!

"Everyone, be quiet!" Chen Fei suddenly spoke, interrupting the lively chat of the villagers.

He also has an official now, and he has invisibly established prestige among the villagers, and as soon as he opened his mouth, everyone stopped talking.

"Ahem, ahem! Listen to me, as for this sweet potato, I can give 100 seedlings to each family next spring......"

"Good!"

Everyone applauded and responded loudly to Chen Fei.

Chen Fei waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, coughed twice, and continued: "But I have the conditions, I hope everyone can keep it."

First, rice still has to be planted, sweet potatoes... Ah, sweet potatoes can only be planted in inferior fields......"

"Is there still a yield in the inferior fields?" Some villagers unceremoniously interrupted Chen Fei's speech.

"Yes, my sweet potatoes are planted in the inferior fields, and everyone has seen the yield. About the cultivation method of sweet potato... I'll be teaching you at the beginning of spring next year, so you don't have to worry about that.

Second, no matter how high the yield of sweet potatoes is and how delicious sweet potatoes are, I hope you can restrain yourself and not be greedy, our Chinese people still eat rice, and eating too many sweet potatoes is not a good thing. ”

"Is it poisonous? It's over, I've just taken three bites. A middle-aged aunt said with a sad face, so frightened that the people around her changed color.

Chen Fei was embarrassed.

"It's not poisonous, it's just that it's not good to eat too much... It's not, if you eat too much, you will fart, and you will fart a lot! Helpless, Chen Fei only pulled out this reason, and remembered that he was so frightened by this reason when he was a child that he didn't dare to eat sweet potatoes.

"Huh!" Some people showed expressions of disgust, not as fanatical as they had been at first.

But fortunately, Chen Fei's mouth is good, and he fooled him and dispelled the concept that the big guy is "sweet potatoes are poisonous".

In the end, Chen Fei taught everyone some sweet potato recipes, such as boiling porridge or sweet potato cakes, or steaming them directly, and then each family brought a few sweet potatoes home.

When the smoke rose that night, a strong sweet potato smell wafted above Yongle Village, lingering!

Almost every household followed Chen Fei's suggestion - boil sweet potato porridge!

(End of chapter)