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Chapter 313 Roasted Potatoes with Vegetable Pole

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    I haven't really experienced the hard work of labor, and I don't know how to cherish food.

    No wonder my grandfather taught me since I was a child to pick up rice grains that fall on the table and eat them.  Only after truly participating in the labor can we know that every grain of rice and every drop of vegetable oil is full of too much sweat of the working people.

    "Brother, shall we go back?" My sister was about to cry, and followed me to the field with great interest, but unexpectedly, she experienced such a hard work. How could her young body bear it?

    I was still thinking about how to comfort my sister, but I never thought about it, she blurted out: "It's okay, let's go back and eat watermelon!"

    Looking at the smiling and slightly cunning sister, I am really speechless!  What kind of mentality is this!  I'm so tired, I still want to eat watermelon!

    But it's good, at least it can keep my sister happy, so that she won't be defeated by hard work.

    "Let's eat watermelon at night, wait a little longer, they will almost finish harvesting rapeseed."

    "I'm hungry~" the younger sister rubbed her belly and said with a deflated mouth.

    Big head~ What should I do if I am hungry at this time?  Why can't we go home and eat something before coming back?  It's better to go back and eat watermelon!

    "Ren Tao, come and burn that pile of vegetable poles~" the uncle shouted.

    Vegetable poles are one of the necessary fuels at home, and almost every family takes some home.

    Some vegetable stalks will also be left in the field. After the vegetable stalks are burned, the plant ash can be used as fertilizer for the next season to replenish the land.

    The earth is so wonderful, if you follow its laws, you will have inexhaustible resources; if you act recklessly, you will get the punishment you deserve.

    It is very comfortable to step on the soft field with bare feet. The semi-dry soil is squeezed by the soles of the feet, and there are some water stains, which can just moisturize the hot soles of the feet and feel this gift from nature.

    Vegetable poles were beaten up and down, piled up in messy piles, waiting for people's next arrangement.

    I took the lighter and walked to the pile of vegetable poles. I was about to light the fire when my sister stopped me suddenly.

    "Brother, I'm hungry, why don't we dig out two yams to eat!" the younger sister begged.

    Hey~ There's really nothing I can do about this snack!

    I had no choice but to stop what I was doing, got up and took my sister to the potato field not far away.

    This season is the season to eat peas and potatoes.

    The land is fertile and the products are rich. As long as you manage it properly, the seasonal supplies will definitely exceed your imagination.

    "Is this land yours?" I stared suspiciously at the well-growing potato vines.

    "It was planted by our grandma, so we can dig it!" Lei Dan said affirmatively.

    The potato field is close to the field, separated by a field ridge. The land is slightly lower than the field by ten centimeters, and the other side is close to a small ditch, which can absorb water, so the potato vines grow very well.

    The one-foot-long artichoke vine, with its green leaves the size of a child's fist, grows gratifyingly.

    On the surface of the plowed very fine sand, cracks can be vaguely seen.

    Under the bulging sand, there are golden and round potatoes, plump and ripe potatoes poking out their heads, wanting to meet me.

    Gently push aside the green potato seedlings, and use the edge of your palm to peel off the soil around the vines. The force must be gentle, otherwise the skin of the potatoes will be damaged.

    A vine is connected to a bunch of potatoes, of different sizes and the same color.

    After the yellow orange skin is exposed, the true face of the potato can be seen.

    Today's main task is not to dig potatoes, so there is no need to pick them all up, just pick the three or five largest ones out, and then put the soil back under the vines intact, so that the small potatoes can continue to grow.

    "Brother, is this okay?" My sister asked worriedly.

    Thinking about it, the potatoes have been dug up and the soil is loose. Will it be damaged if it is covered again?

    Without the support of the root system, isn't it normal for potatoes to rot after being damp?

    Seeing the worried expression on my sister's face, I was amused and helpless, so I had to tell her: "Don't worry, it was like this when we just dug up. We just took a few potatoes and didn't touch the others. It's okay!"

    The green onions on the potato vines regained their uprightness, got up and took my sister to the vegetable pole.

    "Wash the potatoes, and I'll light the fire first." I handed the potatoes to my sister and motioned her to wash them.

    Potatoes with soil exude a faint fragrance and are very solid.

    Just wash it with water, it is a perfect ingredient.

      Potatoes should be the king of vegetables, right?

    Other common vegetarian dishes such as eggplant and pepper are more or less disliked by some people.

    Potatoes don't.  Not only is it regarded as a delicious ingredient by most people, but some countries even use potatoes as a staple food.

    The starch content of potatoes is very high. As a staple food, it feels full.

    And planting is relatively easy, which is conducive to cultivation.

    After my sister went to wash the potatoes, I went to the side of the vegetable pole and took out the lighter.

    Dancing flames appeared on the fingertips, and they gently approached the vegetable pole.  The dried and yellowed vegetable poles ignite instantly when they encounter an open flame.

    The small flame gradually grows into a raging fire. During the burning period, there is a beeping sound.

    "Brother, the potatoes are cleaned!" The younger sister laughed and ran over holding the potatoes.

    After the golden yellow potatoes are washed away from the soil, they look very good-looking, dripping water droplets, and the surface is more shiny.

    He took the potatoes and threw them directly into the fire without saying a word.

    "Wow! Waiting to eat potatoes!" My sister said happily, squatting down quietly across the fire.

    "Leidan, are you hot?" I signaled Leidan to move back a little, the weather is so hot, it's uncomfortable to be so close to the fire!

    "It's okay, I'm not hot, I want to watch the potatoes being cooked!" The younger sister wiped the sweat from her forehead cutely, but refused to move back.

    The vegetable poles are burning more and more vigorously, and the fire is red, adding warmth to this summer

    As the sun sets, the residual heat of the sun gradually returns to the earth.

    "Ren Tao, is your yam cooked? We're going to do it by hand!" said the eldest son-in-law with a smile.

    "Immediately, I'll take a look!" Seeing that the eldest son-in-law and the others have already started to pack up the cover and prepare to go home.

    I hurriedly found a long vegetable pole, pushed aside the pile of ashes, and carefully searched for the treasure hidden in the period.

    After some fiddling, the vegetable pole hit something hard, and while the fire was extinguished, he hurriedly pulled the potatoes out.

    After the golden potatoes are cooked over a high fire, they shrink as a whole, and the skin becomes dark red, with plant ash, and wrinkled.

    I pressed the potatoes with my fingertips and broke them apart hard.

    "Hoohoo~ It's so hot!" I accidentally got some mashed potatoes on my fingertips, and I quickly withdrew my hand when it was so hot.

    Put the mashed potatoes on your fingers into the end while it is hot, and a unique aroma of potatoes permeates your mouth. The original taste, even without salt, never thought that potatoes are so delicious.

    "It's ready!" I looked at my sister and said simply, with the joy in my heart shining on my face.

    The younger sister, who has been hungry for a long time, finally waited until the potatoes became cold, picked up the potatoes, and enjoyed the simple taste together.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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