All the people greet each other in the road.

In the car, Mo Feng was also a little helpless.

Guo Jia and Xun Yu raised their eyebrows, but there was a smile on their faces. This was their lord.

After getting off the bus, Mo Feng slowly walked into the city and asked everyone about his well-being along the way. Mo Feng was still familiar with this place.

Mo Feng still vaguely remembers the faces of some of the people, and many of them came down from the mountain, and they were also living and working in peace and contentment at this time.

Soon, the county magistrate also led people out, and Mo Feng kept talking to everyone about everything that happened during this period, as if he had returned to the past.

After chatting for a long time, Mo Feng also learned about the situation in the city from Sun Hekou. Although he bought a lot of food from Zhen Yi, the food in the city has been almost completely consumed.

As for the 20,000 acres of sweet potato fields outside the city, they were all the spiritual sustenance of everyone, but they did not have high hopes.

After some discussion, Mo Feng raised his arms and shouted, saying that it was better to choose a day than to hit the day, and immediately took people to the 20,000 acres of sweet potato field. However, tens of thousands of people could not smile much, but out of respect for Mo Feng, they all accompanied them with sickles, bamboo, baskets, etc.

Seeing that everyone's expressions were strange, Mo Feng was also a little surprised.

After a while, the endless fields were visible.

Looking around, it was green and very pleasant.

"Lord, is this what you are talking about the sweet potato?" Xun Yu looked at the green leaves and frowned and said in a deep voice.

"That's right, what's wrong?" Mo Feng asked in confusion.

"No, it's okay!" Xun Yu pressed his doubts, but he didn't say much.

Because these sweet potatoes are not much different from green vegetables, although they are so thick, they are not weighed! Such a large acre of probably yield is not as much as Mo Feng said, and it even looks like only 500 kilograms.

Moreover, vegetables are not too hungry. Normally, a mu of rice produces two or three stones, which is the weight of three or four hundred kilograms, which is not much different than these vegetables!

Next to him, the county magistrate Sun He clasped his fists and said bitterly: "Sir, I think these vegetables may not be stored for long after being cut, so it is better to eat them slowly first."

"Dish?" Mo Feng was stunned.

Sun He shook his head. He shouldn't have fantasy about believing in any immortal species. Although this dish tastes good when it is cooked, it is impossible to survive this winter.

Thinking of this, he spoke again: "Sir, there is not much food in the city, so I can't hold on for long. I think that I should buy a batch of food from other towns in advance while it has not yet snowed. Otherwise, there will be no few people left in the city after one winter!"

Listening to Sun He's words, Xun Yu nodded rarely, and Guo Jia also showed solemnity. After all, it was not long before winter began, so there was not much time left for them.

Mo Feng was a little confused. What did he say and what he said?

Immediately, Mo Feng said in surprise: "The sweet potato is well stored, it's okay to keep it for a winter!"

Seeing that everyone was still confused, Mo Feng twitched, and a relatively ridiculous idea emerged from his mind. He pursed his lips and said, "Well, don't you think these leaves are sweet potatoes, right?"

When the words came out, everyone raised their eyebrows, looking as if they were saying otherwise?

Sun He also frowned and said in surprise: "Sir, aren't these sweet potatoes? Someone from other places has come to pick them secretly before. We caught them right away. We cooked the dishes he picked. They tasted okay, but they were too light. Could it be that these were not?"

"Uh!" Mo Feng was speechless. Do you really treat sweet potato leaves as sweet potatoes?

But I think so, these people have never seen what sweet potatoes look like, and there are limited varieties of crops in the late Han Dynasty, but there are no rhizome crops. There are no rhizome crops like potatoes and sweet potatoes, so they didn't think about it any other way.

In addition, Mo Feng specifically explained the time before leaving, and it was not allowed to pick it privately. I think no one has dug it out.

Thinking of this, Mo Feng finally understood why everyone was worried and not very happy before! He thought he had planted tens of thousands of acres of green vegetables! After all, he planted tens of thousands of acres of sweet potato leaves for several months, who could laugh?

Fortunately, the sweet potatoes don’t need to be over-treated, otherwise they would have given up long ago!

"Of course this is not a sweet potato, these are the stems and leaves of sweet potatoes. I will definitely not be full if I expect to eat this!" Mo Feng said helplessly with a look of his lips.

After saying that, Guo Jia and Xun Yu looked at each other, somewhat surprised.

"Give me the hoe." Mo Feng reached out and took the hoe from the soldiers next to him, pulled open the green rhizomes, and then hoed them down a few times.

The soil was scattered open, and as the first sweet potato appeared, everyone's eyes lit up and their faces were full of horror.

"Ji, this is the sweet potato." Mo Feng said with his mouth and said again: "It seems that he is taking care of it well. I guess this acre can look like four or five thousand kilograms!"

"Four or five thousand jin?" Xun Yu's pupils suddenly magnified. Even Guo Jia, who had always been calm in dealing with things, was shocked by Mo Feng's words. What is the concept of four or five thousand jin? Isn't it said that the top of this acre of sweet potato is ten acres of wheat grain?

"Oh no, it should be about eight or nine thousand pounds!" Mo Feng said immediately.

Hanjin is exactly twice as different from the cityjin. Normally, sweet potatoes are grown in rural areas, four or five thousand kilograms per acre, but this thing is not easy to sell. Usually, only one acre of land is planted, and even a small population cannot be eaten.

After saying that, Xun Yu and Guo Jia twitched again, and a storm arose in his heart.

Eight or nine thousand kilograms? This is almost ten thousand kilograms per mu. If this is true, it would not be an exaggeration to call it the name of an immortal species.

One acre is topped with twenty acres, and one county is the top of the county! The key is that sweet potatoes do not have high requirements for soil quality, so it is not surprising to say that they are magical objects.

Xun Yu had no time to think about it. He grabbed the hoe and ignored the image of a scholar and personally went down to the ground to dig sweet potatoes. Often, he could dig out six or seven sweet potatoes under one rhizome, and one of them was six or seven taels or even heavier.

"Hurry, everyone should dig out the sweet potatoes, they are all under the rhizomes." Sun He came to his senses and shouted anxiously.

The people were overjoyed and were stunned by the fact that they were preparing to cut vegetables with sickles. They rushed home to change their products. Many of them even cut two handfuls of sweet potato seedlings and cooked them home.

"Be careful, dig it slowly from a circle, don't dig it up. If it's broken, it's hard to store it." Mo Feng began a textbook explanation.

When I was a child, Mo Feng had the most taro, and of course he usually went to other people's fields to steal it. At that time, he should not be too skilled in making this.

I saw countless figures hunched their waists and digging sweet potatoes hard. Piles of sweet potatoes with soil were dug out. The smiles on the people's faces became stronger and stronger. There were so many things that they were no longer afraid of this winter.

After a while, Xun Yu straightened up, looked back and looked with a smile on his face.

Ten thousand kilograms, I'm afraid it's really ten thousand kilograms. Just this acre of land, there are so many sweet potatoes piled up.
Chapter completed!