Dressed as a farmer's little blessing, the road to escape the deserted

The village head, Li Yong, Liu Biaotou, and Uncle Zhao who just came back from Baihua Garden all ate dinner at Li's house.

Tao Hongying also made an extra dish of mashed potatoes with minced meat.

Potato slices are steamed, mashed, and piled up like volcanoes in large china bowls.

Then fry the minced meat, add soup, season with onion and ginger, soy sauce, sugar and salt, and starch water to increase the viscosity, then pour it on the mashed potatoes, and sprinkle some green and red pepper powder for color.

Scoop up a spoon full of rice, mix it with rice, and eat it in one bite. The fragrance is indescribable.

The old men each ate two big bowls of rice before they could speak freely.

The village chief said with a smile: "In the future, even if you are too old to lose your teeth, you won't be afraid of starving to death. These potatoes are simply delicious!"

"Yeah, especially with rice like this, I can eat a bowl! I'm so hungry, I'm full!" Uncle Zhao said, and scooped up another big spoonful of mashed potatoes.

The second brother Li said: "There are so many harvested in the field, there are not enough of these few, the uncles like it, and I will make it for the uncles in the future."

"That's impossible!" The village chief and Uncle Zhao objected in unison.

The village chief put down his job and said: "This is for saving seeds. Next year, we can grow more and eat casually, but this year it won't work! Everyone eat one meal, let's just satisfy our cravings, and the rest must be stored. Do not eat any more."

Li Laoer couldn't help it, so he nodded quickly in response, "Okay, okay, I definitely won't eat it, I'll save it for seeds."

The village head uncle began to worry again, and asked, "Uncle, where do you say you want to store so many potatoes? This stuff won't work even if it's cold or hot. If it rots, it will be a waste of good things!"

Li Lao Er had discussed this matter with his little niece a long time ago, and he said: "Uncle, there are many kinds of plants in Zhengjiazhuang. Originally, Fu Niuer wanted to send a batch to Xianke, but now I will send them to our village. go!

"Firstly, we are closer to the city, and secondly, there is a large cellar in Zhengjiazhuang, which is convenient for storage. In the spring of next year, we can just get potato seeds from there."

"Okay, that's a good idea, it's hard work!" The village head was happy to hear that, and said again: "It's too far away, they always help us, and we don't even have a chance to help them."

Li Laoer said with a smile: "Don't worry, uncle, there will be more opportunities in the future."

Everyone talked and laughed, and dispersed after eating and drinking.

In the early morning of the second day, several cars came out of the village and sent all the potatoes in the village to cyclamen three times.

Jia Huan was in charge of the restaurant alone, and as time went on, she became a little more shrewd.

He picked up the potatoes with great fanfare, and had people pass through the front hall and carry them to the backyard.

When the diners saw it, they naturally wanted to ask.

"Boss Li, what good things are produced in Suijintan?"

"Yes, Boss Xiao Li, if there are good things, we can't hide them. We are all old customers."

Jiahuan smiled and cupped her hands, and said, "To tell you the truth, these are potatoes grown in the village, and they were brought here as soon as they were harvested.

"Tomorrow, we will launch several new dishes in our building, using these potatoes as ingredients. If you have spare time, you must come and try something new."

"Oh, can potatoes be harvested now? Our family has also planted them. I thought we would have to wait a month before harvesting them!"

"I planted them too!"

"My family didn't grab the seeds, but they didn't plant them."

Everyone chattered and talked lively, but without exception, they were all ready to try Cyclamen's new dishes, wondering how Cyclamen turned potatoes into flowers!

Because, no matter how many families planted potatoes, these potatoes were originally brought back from the south by the Li family, and then they were the first crops that were planted in partnership with the Liu family.

When it comes to how to eat, no one knows better than the Li family.

So, because of these dozens of truckloads of potatoes, there was a wave of potatoes inside and outside Xindu, and cyclamen became popular again!

People in the village sent potatoes to the city. In the afternoon, when women had nothing to do, they carried pickaxes and baskets, and swarmed into the potato field in droves, continuing to ... slip potatoes.

There are always some potatoes that are more shy and like to hide in deeper dirt.

There are also some who prefer to live in isolation, living a few feet from the edge of the seedlings.

Women are reluctant to part with them because they can't think about them for a while, and they are frozen into ice hockey balls by the coming late autumn and cold winter.

So, they made up their minds to find out the naughty potatoes, take them home, put them in a pot, and warm them thoroughly...

In the cornfield not far away, the corn stalks have turned green, and they will start to change into yellow clothes when the autumn wind blows.

Occasionally, a naughty and shameless corn cob broke through the wrapping of leaves, ran out naked to bask in the sun, shook its long beard, and looked at this novel world curiously.

The naughty boys in the school were out of school, and they couldn't find their mother when they entered the house, so they threw away their schoolbags and ran to the fields to join in the fun.

From time to time, the naughty boys cheered because they found a potato.

When Lord Hou brought his own soldiers, guarded a dozen carriages, and brought more than 100 wounded soldiers over, he couldn't help laughing when he saw how lively the fields were from afar.

Hou Ye said to the wounded soldiers: "You guys are really lucky, catch up with the potatoes in the village, and have potatoes to eat at night!"

A young wounded soldier asked, "Master Hou, are potatoes the auspicious grain with high yield?"

"That's right!" Master Hou nodded, "This stuff is worth food and vegetables, and it's grown everywhere this year. In two years, no one in Tianwu will go hungry."

Everyone felt the novelty, and stretched their necks even more to look around.

The horsewhip in Lord Hou's hand knocked on the shaft of the chariot, then pointed to the second village not far away and said, "Let's take a look there first, the villagers are building houses for you."

"House, really built a house for us?!" A wounded soldier yelled, and the rest of the people were also excited, even ignoring the wounds, they got up one after another to see more clearly.

They originally thought that this was a white lie that Hou Ye didn't want them to be decadent, but they didn't expect it to be true!

Soon, the convoy got closer and turned off the main road. Before reaching the archway, the village head led the villagers to meet him.

Even the women and children in the fields rushed over.

Lord Hou jumped off his horse, clasped hands with the village chief, and said, "Uncle, I brought all the injured brothers here, and they will be entrusted to you from now on!"

The village head hurriedly helped Master Hou, and said in a loud voice: "Master Hou, don't do this! These little brothers are heroes who protect our lives and work in peace and contentment. Now they are injured and their lives are difficult. Isn't it right for us to help? Don't you That being said, it's too raw!"

"Yes, Lord Hou, we are all one family."

"The village will be lively in the future, and it's too late for us to be happy."

The villagers also responded one after another, with enthusiastic smiling faces, not at all adulterated, which made the wounded soldiers almost blush when they saw it.

They are crippled, and the family members dislike them and don't want them to go back.

Unexpectedly, in this strange place, I got the long-lost warmth from these strange villagers.

If they risk their lives to protect such folks, then their sacrifice seems... worth it!