Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

At dawn the next day, Zhang He stood up and did ten push-ups and twenty squats on the bed.

He had to exercise more, otherwise he would die from a minor illness in such an environment with insufficient food and poor medical hygiene.

Now this body is really bad, after doing such a little exercise, he is already out of breath.

After the breathing was stable, Zhang He stood up in front of the bed, clasped his hands in the air, clasped his toes to the ground, lightly closed his teeth, pressed his tongue against his upper jaw, retracted his lower jaw, pushed his collar forward, narrowed his eyes slightly, calmed down, and kept his spirit inward.

A stream of air was slowly inhaled from the nose, passed through the chest cavity, and finally gathered in the abdomen, swallowed a mouthful of Jinjinyu liquid, held his breath for a moment, and then slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air.

After practicing this way for half an hour, Zhang He felt that his whole body was transparent, and there seemed to be a hot air circulating in his abdomen.

This effect seems to be much better than before!

This exercise was learned by Zhang He from an old man when he was in school. He thought he could fly over walls like on TV.

He has practiced foolishly for many years, and apart from strengthening his body and concentrating his mind, there seems to be no special effect.

Practicing now is different, it seems that there is a sense of warmth circulating in the whole body.

I don't know if he feels wrong, he intends to keep practicing for a while and try it out, anyway, he's fine now, at least he can strengthen his body.

After his practice, he only felt refreshed and energetic.

At this time, old man Zhang was still huddled under the blanket and coughed a few times from time to time. It wasn't that he was lazy, but that he could save food by wading around.

People in the village are like this during the winter. Try to reduce the amount of activity and energy consumption. If you can lie down, you will never sit. If you can stay at home, you will never go out.

Zhang He walked to the stove and knocked with a flint for a long time before finally igniting the fire.

Before the old man got up, Zhang He cleaned a large bowl of corn and steamed it. He also took out two sweet potatoes from the space and buried them in the stove, covering them with hot ashes.

Twenty-three sweet potatoes were harvested in the space, and the two of them ate one or two a day, which could replace a lot of staple food.

As for eating sweet potatoes as the main food, it is easy to burn your heart and hurt your stomach.

When cutting sweet potatoes yesterday, I picked off many sweet potato leaves, which were just used for cooking.

Old man Zhang doesn’t have a frying pan at home, let alone oil, so he can only throw sweet potato leaves into clay pots, scoop them up with boiling water, then fish them out and mix them with salt flowers, which is barely a dish.

After such a toss by Zhang He, old man Zhang also got up rubbing his vain eyes.

Seeing Zhang He steaming another big pot of corn and rice, his heart ached so much that he beat his chest and feet, and scolded the prodigal son in his mouth.

Until he picked up his bowl to eat, old man Zhang didn't forget to sigh: "He'er, do you know that our meal can at least give you a new daughter-in-law back?"

But after all, old man Zhang eats so deliciously!

"He'er, what kind of dish is this? It's so delicious."

Poor people in this world have very few varieties of vegetables, and the taste and texture are not very good, and they don't even bother to study cooking skills. They just boil them with water.

Although this sweet potato leaf is not seasoned with sesame oil, sesame oil, chili, or minced garlic, it is already a rare delicacy for old man Zhang.

"This is called sweet potato leaves, you can try this sweet potato again." Zhang He pulled out a freshly baked sweet potato from the stove and handed it over.

As for the origin of the sweet potato, there is no need to ask, it must have come from the hands of the immortal master.

Old man Zhang took the sweet potato, but he felt the aroma was tangy, but he didn't know how to eat it.

Seeing that Zhang He also took one, he was peeling off the outer skin, revealing the yellow meat inside, which looked mouth-watering.

After Old Man Zhang saw how to eat it, he patted off the ash without peeling the skin, blew on it, and took a bite.

This mouthful was so hot that he gritted his teeth and mouth and couldn't bear to spit it out. He took a few breaths, swallowed it abruptly, and quickly poured a mouthful of cold water to cool down.

Old man Zhang thumped his chest: "Well, it's delicious. I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to eat the food of the immortal master in this life."

In his mind, those immortal masters flying with swords should usually eat sweet potatoes as their staple food.

"Father, you can't eat the skin of sweet potatoes, you have to peel them."

The skin of sweet potatoes is slightly poisonous, and it contains some anti-nutritional ingredients, which will affect the absorption of nutrients, and some will cause abdominal distension.

Old man Zhang wiped his mouth indifferently: "The skin is so delicious, what a waste to throw away, I have even eaten Guanyin soil, so I am afraid of this sweet potato skin?"

In the end, Zhang He's persuasion was ineffective, and the old man Zhang ate a sweet potato with its skin.

After eating and drinking, the old man Zhang's eyes were full of light, he thought of an idea to make a fortune, pulled Zhang He and asked:

"He'er, you said the sweet potato given by the immortal master, can we grow it alive?"

Zhang He nodded, "It should be possible."

"I just don't know how the yield will be. How many fruits can a tree bear? Next year, let's try to plant a tree first."

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The two chatted for a long time now, from trying to grow sweet potatoes, to marrying Zhang He a few wives, to how much meat they should eat for a year when they get rich in the future.

At this time, Zhang He entered the space again, and the sweet potato vines from the previous cuttings had survived, and many vines had grown.

Cut off all these sweet potato vines, cut them into small pieces, and cut them again. Finally, all the one-acre land in the space was planted with sweet potatoes.

He has now discovered that the crops planted in the space only need to be watered once with spiritual spring water to grow rapidly, and one day is equivalent to a year of normal growth.

However, the amount of Lingquan water is limited, and it takes about ten days to accumulate enough water to irrigate an acre of land once.

Zhang He is already very content with being able to harvest one mu of sweet potatoes in ten days.

After waiting for ten days, it was time for the sweet potatoes to be harvested. He worked in the space for two or three days before digging out all the sweet potatoes.

Zhang He looked at the huge pile of sweet potatoes in the space, at least about 10,000 catties.

Zhang He was also taken aback by the figure of ten thousand catties per mu.

Generally, the yield per mu of sweet potatoes is only about 5,000 jin, and with better management, it can reach 6000-7000 jin.

But sweet potatoes only need to grow for half a year. After he watered the Lingquan water, it was equivalent to growing for a year. In addition, the black soil is more fertile, which will also increase the yield.

Some time ago, he was still worrying about eating in one bite, but now he has 10,000 catties of sweet potatoes, no matter how the father and son eat, it will be enough for this winter.

Ten thousand catties of sweet potatoes are produced in ten days, and after this winter, nearly one hundred thousand catties of sweet potatoes can be produced.

In addition, there are a lot of sweet potato vines. In terms of weight, it should be three to four thousand catties.

In the original world, this kind of sweet potato vines would usually be thrown in the ground and rot.

But people in this world are different. Anything that can fill your stomach is valuable.

What he is thinking now is how to exchange these sweet potatoes for money.

Selling sweet potatoes directly?

This is absolutely impossible, this is his way of making a fortune, he will not shed the sweet potato seeds.

In his former world, because of the appearance of sweet potatoes, the population exploded, creating a prosperous world.

If he controlled the food, he could control the population of the entire world. How could he give up this excellent opportunity.

At this moment, there is a flame called ambition in his eyes, which is burning blazingly.