After the Dragon Boat Festival, the weather gradually became hotter, and Tan, who was forced to "run away from home" by his son, finally felt a little better, at least Hou Tao's mountain was in a cool and cool summer vacation.

Qian Yuan was lying on the rattan chair under the tree, chatting with Xiaoqi in the same posture without saying a word. Keqing and Xiangling were swaying gently with palm-leaf fan.

"Spicy and sour potato shredded potatoes, stir-fried green beans, and then cook a pot of millet porridge... It's also the fine millet sent from Hanzhong!"

"Okay, but I'll get a bowl of cold tomatoes later!"

"It's a pity that the watermelon is not ripe yet." Qian Yuan responded casually, and his mind had long been floating where he had been.

Under Qian Yuan's deliberate arrangement, Zhao Zhenji was very troubled around Ningbo Prefecture. Today he asked the Yuan family in Cixi, and went to the government office to visit Tang Shunzhi tomorrow. The people brought by the public and secretly went out to find out the news everywhere. Zhao Zhenji even went to Xiangshan a few days ago. Zhenzhen had a polite sentence to supervising the guerrilla Yang Wen to kill the Japanese.

Just kill it!

Do you really think there are Japanese pirates on Xiangshan Island?!

However, Qian Yuan was not in a hurry. He had a backup plan anyway. He just watched the eight maritime merchants and Zhao Zhenji jump up and down. It was really impossible to wait for Ning Shaotai general Lu Bin to divide his troops to station in Ningbo. By then, this group of people would be the turtle in the pot!

The original plan was that Qian Yuan would take action before the New Year. Qi Jiguang was still there at that time, and he delayed the move after the New Year because he hoped that Lu Bin could move to Ningbo.

Unfortunately, the incident in Fujian was too fierce. Wenzhou and Chuzhou were close to Fujian. In order to prevent the Japanese pirates from entering Zhejiang, not only Hu Zongxian came to Chuzhou in person, but Taizhou magistrate Tan Lun also led his troops to Wenzhou, and Lu Bin still needed to stay in Taizhou.

Just think that it was time to come to Hou Taoshan to escape the summer heat... Qian Yuan closed his eyes and listened to Xiaoqi's nagging, and fell asleep in a daze.

In the summer when there is no air conditioner, I want to take a nap... It is not easy for Qian Yuan, but unfortunately I don’t have this blessing today.

It's not a bad thing...but this is not for Qian Yuan.

Mao Haifeng and Xu Bixi came with more than 20 people driving carriages and boxes.

"This is..." Qian Yuan fanned and glanced at Xiaoqi with his nose, "Is this a rotten one?"

Xiaoqi took a few steps closer, and his eyes lit up as he smelled the smell. He leaned forward and bent over and turned over. He picked out a few that looked intact, with green and yellow thorns on the outside? Cut it open with a knife? The smell... Qian Yuan immediately retreated.

Because there are female relatives, Mao Haifeng and Xu Bixi are all far away... After all, they are temporary residences? There is no difference between front and back yards? There is not even a screen wall.

"Thank you, thank you." Qian Yuan walked over to thank him with a look of pain. "This smell is so irritating!"

"Mrs. Xu likes this..." Mao Haifeng said, "It's because my hometown is very knowledgeable. My brothers are always on the sea for many years? I don't know how to eat this thing!"

"It's simply poisonous!" Qian Yuan hated those foods with irritating flavors in his previous life? Not to mention durian, even snail noodles can't stand it!

"Not poisonous!" Xu Bixi said seriously: "I tasted it, but it tasted good in my mouth."

"Thank you for your hard work? Thank you for your hard work!" Qian Yuan bowed his hand repeatedly.

In fact, this is Qian Yuan, Mao Haifeng, and Xu Bixi who are just ignorant?     Durian was introduced to the mainland in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, and its name was durian. It is even recorded in "Compendium of Materia Medica". It is medicinal, sweet and warm in taste?     Not poisonous, and is mainly used to treat dysentery.

Looking back, I was eating happily? Xiaoqi, who was even in tears, shivered. Qian Yuan took Xu Bixi and Mao Haifeng to find a place to sit down and have tea.

"Tell me, what are you going to do today?"

He is also an acquaintance? Qian Yuan crossed his legs? He glanced at Mao Haifeng with his eyes squintedly? "Isn't it that your adoptive father sent him to Japan, why are you back?"

Wang Zhi was arrested three months ago, and Mao Haifeng was eager to confiscate the guy. After Wang Zhi came back, he scolded him and drove the guy to Japan.

Xu Bixi smiled and said, "This time he made great contributions, and his adoptive father felt relieved... He has been studying the Qian family's restaurant every day in Japan."

"Has made great contributions?" Qian Yuan raised his toes, "Let me tell me, if it's a mess... you don't want to go into a restaurant in the future!"

"Sweet potato!" Mao Haifeng smiled, "I finally got it!"

"What!" Qian Yuan was overjoyed, "Where is it?!"

"Just on the carriage outside." Mao Haifeng said proudly: "I also brought a lot of vine branches and even robbed two farmers who could grow... who went exiled overseas decades ago."

"Go and have a look." Qian Yuan was a little worried. The sweet potato I got last time was potatoes. Isn't it wrong again this time?

There are piles of things that have never appeared in mainland China before. They are all red, a little long, and a little thin... Are they really sweet potatoes?

Qian Yuan often visited the vegetable market in his previous life and bought sweet potatoes... This thing in front of him is too small!

However, it is also possible that the crops in later generations are quite different from those in this era, such as the leeks in this era... are at least half shorter than the leeks in later generations, and even if they grow old, they cannot grow up.

An old man dressed in a short dress next to him approached at Mao Haifeng and said respectfully: "Master, the foreigner transplanted Luzon Island only two years ago, and the locals called Zhushu."

Jupiter?

Sweet potato once had this alias?

Qian Yuan was confused, but "Zhu" was originally "Red".

After thinking about it, Qian Yuan picked up a few and went straight to the kitchen, asked the servants to set fire, washed it, cut it into pieces, and steamed it in a steamer for a quarter of an hour.

As soon as the lid was lifted, Qian Yuan, who was standing next to the stove, was not much. Mao Haifeng on the side exclaimed, "It smells so good!"

When I ate it in my mouth, it was soft and glutinous, with a little sweetness. Qian Yuan finally confirmed that it was really a sweet potato.

Qian Yuan was very energetic and called the two old farmers to ask carefully how to plant, how much yield per mu, etc.

"It's enough to be in the lower field, it's drought-resistant and easy to survive. It's about a foot of potato vines, and it's alive as you plant." The old farmer replied one by one: "The yield per mu on Luzon Island is about 20 stones."

Qian Yuan nodded with satisfaction, turned around and patted Mao Haifeng on the shoulder, "This time I have really made great contributions. In thousands of years, the name Mao Haifeng will definitely be remembered!"

Mao Haifeng's face turned red, and he chuckled and rubbed his hands, not knowing what to say.

"The five carriages are all... Oh, they are all vines, they are done well!" Qian Yuan smiled and said, "Tell me, how I got it this time has been almost a year!"

"Can he have other ways?" Xu Bixi shook his head and said, "I went to Luzon Island in person, and made an attempt to trade goods. When I left the shore, I sent people to make trouble on the dock. More than a dozen brothers died, and I was almost at a loss."

"It's worth it!" Qian Yuan sighed: "Once this thing is promoted, there are more than ten thousand people who live with it!"

Xu Bixi hesitated and whispered: "But... Zhejiang, Fujian, and Jiangnan are afraid that they will not plant this sweet potato in the fields. After all, it is a novelty, and..."

Qian Yuan nodded and continued: "The disaster year can make people live, but the weather is good, and the yield per mu is high. Apart from filling the stomach, it can't be sold at any price."

Mao Haifeng interrupted, "At least Ningbo Mansion will not plant it."

"No, no hurry." Qian Yuan looked over one carriage after another and ordered: "The vines were sent to Pengxi Town, Taizhou, and asked a guard to follow them. They all planted them there. They just happened to plant them at this time and they could still harvest them in a few months."

It takes a disaster year to show its advantages of high yield per mu. Their characteristics are easy to live and drought tolerate also determine that it is difficult to promote in Jiangnan, but it is easy to promote in Shandong, northern Zhili, Shanxi and Shaanxi.

In fact, in the original time and space, Fujian businessman Chen Zhenlong introduced sweet potatoes to Fujian during the Wanli period, but the real promotion was Xu Guangqi of Huating.

In order to promote sweet potatoes, Xu Guangqi even wrote a book called "Sweet Potato Shrimp", which promoted sweet potatoes to Shanxi, Shaanxi and other places. Not only because they are drought-resistant, but also because the weather is cold, they are digging to store them in a cellar and are not prone to sprouting and rotting.

Qian Yuan kept thinking in his mind that the old man Xu Jie could not count on. He wanted to promote sweet potatoes in the north, but he probably had to wait until Gao Gong took office.

The power of the Little Ice Age will gradually be revealed in decades. If sweet potatoes can be promoted as soon as possible, perhaps Shanxi and Shaanxi will not be too fierce.

One thought after another rolled in Qian Yuan's mind, and he absent-mindedly sent Mao Haifeng and Xu Bixi away, almost asking them to take the box of sweet potatoes away!
Chapter completed!