Early winter.

It had been snowing for half a month in the capital, and the heavy snow crushed hundreds of houses near the capital, so that Shuntian Prefecture complained.

In addition, in Huaibei and Shandong, disasters were frequent and they reported one by one to the capital. Emperor Hongzhi was depressed for a long time.

But at this moment, a news from the West made Fang Jifan excited as if he was injected with chicken blood.

He hurried to Xishan. In a greenhouse on Xishan, he saw Zhang Xin and Zhu Houzhao standing by the ridges of the fields in the greenhouse.

As soon as Fang Jifan arrived, Zhu Houzhao's eyes lit up and he said, "You are always missing, Lao Fang, it's time for you to come out and have some breath."

Fang Jifan touched his head and said, "Brain disease, brain disease."

He came here today for a purpose, but he didn't have time to take care of Zhu Houzhao, and then said to Zhang Xin: "How?"

Zhang Xin said: "A dozen acres of potato fields are all ripe, so please invite thousands of households to come."

Fang Jifan was so excited that he wanted to cry.

The three big men were all filled with emotion.

Zhang Xin took good care of these more than ten acres of potatoes. From the beginning, they sprouted, planted, and recorded their habits. Then they grew potatoes, and finally picked out excellent varieties based on the data and experience recorded in the past, adjust the fertility, temperature, and even the time of light, and then continued to grow and plant seedlings.

The only advantage of the greenhouse here is that there will be no concept of spring, summer, autumn and winter here, so as long as it is in the greenhouse, there is no concept of spring or autumn plowing at all.

In order to ensure the breeding of potatoes, after the first batch of potatoes were planted, almost every potato cultivated and sprouted was carefully selected by Zhang Xin to ensure that it is the best variety.

Not only that, he also planted several acres of potatoes in order to see how high the yield per acre of potatoes can be.

These potatoes consumed all his energy.

Even if his wife, the daughter of the King of Zhou, came back from his mother's house in Kaifeng, he had never really said a few words to his wife during these three months.

His hands were already covered with calluses, and his body was a little hunched because he was often bent down and squatting.

Fang Jifan still vaguely remembered that Zhang Xin had a tender skin and tender appearance at the time, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was handsome and elegant, but now, there is no way he looks like a young man. He looks more like an old farmer over 40 years old. His face is covered with ditches and dead skin on his arms, and the new skin is peeled layer by layer. The new skin and the old skin are together, which makes him look a bit cunning.

Zhu Houzhao also became dark, but she became thinner. She grew furry short beards and potato fields under her jaw. He also took care of her. Usually, Mr. Wang had to go to the Hanlin Academy to serve on duty, so he followed Zhang Xin.

Zhang Xin naturally had no choice but to use Zhu Houzhao. Fortunately, Zhu Houzhao was willing to work hard. He asked him to carry manure and he could carry manure. Zhu Houzhao could cultivate soil. Little Pig Scholar, no, Little Zhu Scholar has a good reputation in Xishan. People think that this little scholar is loyal and honest. Although he sometimes loves to brag, he is willing to make efforts when doing things.

At this time, Fang Jifan said with a little surprise: "Is it planted?"

"It's densely planted." Zhang Xin looked red and shiny: "I dug out a few yesterday, and I'm not small in size, but I'm afraid the output is not low."

When he talked about this, Zhang Xin seemed extremely excited.

So Fang Jifan couldn't help but squat down and dig a bunch of potatoes on the spot. Sure enough, the potatoes were like grapes, not small in size, much larger than the ones they cultivated last time.

Fang Jifan was moved: "It's really not easy, it's not worth the hard work of the past few months."

When Zhang Xin heard this sentence, wasn’t he talking about himself? In fact... he is not a strong person. He was beaten to urinate and cried when he was beaten. At this moment, tears came out like broken beads.

Zhu Houzhao curled her lips and couldn't help but say, "Why are you working hard at home every day to pretend to be sick?"

Zhang Xin immediately said seriously: "You can't say that, Your Highness..."

Zhang Xin knew Zhu Houzhao's identity. He was the son of the British prince. In the past, he had met Zhu Houzhao many times, but Zhu Houzhao hated Zhang Xin and thought this person was boring. Zhang Xin was a "big child" and despised such naughty naughty kids.

But now, I finally found a common hobby.

"Your Highness, the hard work of thousands of households lies in the hard work, not the labor force. He works harder than us."

Fang Jifan was very pleased that Zhang Xin could say this. Sure enough, there are still people in this world who can understand him, and they are not all superficial people like Zhu Houzhao.

Of course, Fang Jifan would not care about Zhu Houzhao, a naughty child. He said with a thrilling look on his face, "Please choose a good day in a few days, let's dig it out, and after dig it out, you will go to the palace to report the good news. Oh, by the way, go to other fields to dig out some potatoes. Let's try these potatoes for some food, and see how they taste."

The crops are planted, but they have to be delicious, they are not delicious, so can there be an egg?

Therefore, you have to taste the taste first and then you can see the true meaning after practicing!

Zhu Houzhao's eyes glowed green, and she looked at Fang Jifan excitedly and said, "Can these potatoes be made into steamed cakes?"

"No." Fang Jifan looked stern.

"Can that be made into potato porridge? Just like sweet potato porridge?"

"Stop making trouble, I think about cooking."

To be honest, Fang Jifan didn’t understand cooking very much. After all, he spent more time studying how to make a bowl of pickled beef instant noodles in his previous life. This cooking skill was wrong.

But it doesn’t matter. I have never eaten pork, and have you ever seen pigs walking?

Fang Jifan said, staring at Zhu Houzhao and said, "Your Highness, take two steps and take a look."

"What?"

Zhu Houzhao was a little confused!

Zhu Houzhao didn't know what the purpose was, but she still walked two steps: "Is that true?"

Fang Jifan slapped his forehead and said, "Let's go."

Zhu Houzhao was so happy that this could inspire Fang Jifan? Could it be that if he took two steps, what other meaning would be?

So he hurriedly followed Fang Jifan, and Zhang Xin went to another greenhouse to collect potatoes.

In Xishan, there is a special canteen, mainly serving thousands of households to eat and drink. The lieutenants of these thousand households, Lishi, no matter what their motivation is, came here, and they were really hard. They recorded data in the ridges and took care of fruits and vegetables, and sometimes had to go to Longquan Temple to deal with mud every day. Fang Jifan established a canteen. The days of eating big pots were still very happy, because Fang Jifan has always been unscathed.

Today, Fang Jifan summoned all the chefs here.

The chief banner officer in charge of the men in charge was Yang Rang. Yang Rang was not an unknown person. His family had made contributions to the Battle of Annan. The hereditary Qianhu officials and their ancestors all worked in the Jinwu Guard. This time, God knew what path he had taken and pleased the British Duke, so he charged him into the Qianhu House. However, this guy was covered in fat and panting as soon as he arrived in the field. Zhang Xin couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he simply reported to Fang Jifan and asked Yang Rang to be on duty in the canteen.

This guy doesn't know how to take care of the scoop, but he can eat it. Therefore, his only characteristic is that he can supervise the chefs to work hard and not be lazy.

At this time, he was laughing, and when his eyes smiled, there was almost only a gap left, but it was not boring for people to see it.

Fang Jifan roughly explained to him, and then Zhang Xin personally brought a basket of potatoes. Dozens of kids began to peel the potatoes. First, someone started to heat the pan and put oil in it, and then put the peeled potatoes into the hot pan and began to fry.

On the other hand, we start soaking potatoes to make mashed potatoes, and follow the method of steamed cakes and pancakes.

In the West, these potatoes are eaten as staple food. They not only can eat enough, but also contain no big difference between the nutrients contained in potatoes and wheat and rice.

This is different from sweet potatoes. Although sweet potatoes can be used as complementary food or as a staple food in times of disasters, for the human body, potatoes are the best food for replacing wheat and rice.

There are many ways to make potatoes, but it takes some effort to make people accept them.

After all, for many people who are used to eating noodles and rice, it is troublesome to suddenly replace the original food with a staple food if it does not suit their own taste.

Fang Jifan came up with seven or eight solutions in his mind, such as simple mashed potatoes, beef stewed with potatoes, potato cakes, potato bread, and sour and sour potato shreds?

When Fang Jifan thought of the spicy and sour potato shreds, he couldn't help but roll his Adam's apple and was a little hungry.

It is easy to be sour. There is vinegar in this era, and the vinegar in this era has a more mellow taste, but spicy... Well, although there are no chili peppers, there are also many substitutes. To be honest, even if real chili peppers appear, people in this era cannot easily accept it. Instead, there are many foods that can produce slightly spicy effects, such as dogwood, pepper, ginger, mustard, onion, garlic, etc.

He did it as soon as he said, Fang Jifan asked someone to take paper and pen and start writing recipes. He wrote them roughly one by one. As for whether they could be made, he had no idea. After all,... he had never really cooked, but the general process should be able to be calculated.

Don't care...

Although Yang Rang could not do heavy industry, he was serious in his work and directed people to start division of labor and cooperation. Dozens of kids, who dared to neglect in front of thousands of households?

Zhu Houzhao leaned over and said, "Can you eat this? Is it delicious? Will it be poisonous? When can I eat it? I... I'm hungry..."

Fang Jifan was annoyed. This guy was in the way, and he really hated it.

Pressing down on the unhappiness in his heart, Fang Jifan took a deep breath and handed over seven or eight recipes to Yang Rang. Then he also learned from Zhu Houzhao to stumble around and shuttled between the big stoves.

Only Zhang Xin seemed a little excited and his body was trembling slightly.

He was only responsible for planting, but he didn't know whether this thing could be eaten. If he couldn't eat it, what's the point even if he could grow many potatoes himself?
Chapter completed!