Chapter 590： Boss Xiao Li’s shrewd side

Chapter 590 Boss Li’s shrewd side

The village chief, Li Yong and Liu Biaotou, as well as Uncle Zhao who had just returned from Baiyuan Garden, all had dinner at Li's house.

Tao Hongying also made an additional dish of minced meat and mashed potatoes.

Potato slices are steamed, mashed into puree, and piled into a volcano shape in a large porcelain bowl.

Stir-fry the minced meat again, add soup, add green onion and ginger, soy sauce, sugar and salt to taste. Starch water increases the viscosity, then pour it on the mashed potatoes, and sprinkle some green and red pepper powder for color.

Pop a full spoonful into it, mix it with rice, and eat it in one bite. The aroma is indescribable.

The old men each ate two large bowls of rice before they had time to talk.

The village chief said with a smile: "In the future, even if I have no teeth, I will not be afraid of starving to death. These potatoes are so delicious!"

"Yes, especially if mixed with rice like this, I can eat a bowl! I'm very hungry, but I'm full!" Uncle Zhao said and scooped up another big spoonful of mashed potatoes.

Li Laoer said: "We have harvested so much from the field, there are not many missing. The uncles like it, and I will make it for them in the future."

“That can’t be done!” The village chief and Uncle Zhao all objected in unison.

The village chief put down his job and said: "This is for saving seeds. We can plant more seeds next year and eat them casually. This year we can't do it! Let's just have a meal to satisfy our cravings. The rest must be stored and eaten. No more eating."

Li Laoer couldn't help it, so he nodded quickly and said, "Okay, okay, I won't eat it, I'll keep it for seed."

The village chief uncle started to worry again and asked: "Uncle, where do you think we should store so many potatoes? It won't work if it is cold or hot. If it rots, it will be a waste of good things!"

Li Laoer and his niece had discussed this matter a long time ago, and he said: "Uncle, there are many crops in Zhengjiazhuang. Originally, Fu Niuer wanted to send a batch to Cyclamen, but now we will send these to our village. Go for it!

“Firstly, we are closer to the city, and secondly, there is a big cellar in Zhengjiazhuang, which is convenient for storage. In the spring of next year, we can just plant potatoes from there.”

“Okay, that’s a good idea, it’s just a blessing for me!” The village chief was happy to hear this, and said, “It’s too far away, and people always help us, and we don’t even have the chance to help them.”

Li Laoer said with a smile: "Don't worry, uncle, there will be many opportunities in the future."

Everyone was chatting and laughing, eating and drinking, and then dispersed.

Early on the next morning, several vehicles came out of the village and delivered all the potatoes in the village to Cyclamen in three batches.

Jia Huan worked alone in the restaurant. As time went by, he became a little more shrewd.

He picked up the potatoes with great fanfare and had people pass directly through the front hall and carry them to the backyard.

When the diners saw it, they naturally asked about it.

“Boss Xiao Li, what good things are produced in Broken Gold Beach?”

“Yes, Boss Li, if you have good things, you can’t hide them away. We are all old customers.”

Jia Huan smiled and cupped his hands and said, "To be honest with you, these are potatoes grown in the village, and they were delivered just after harvesting.

“Tomorrow we will launch several new dishes in our building, using these potatoes as ingredients. If you have time, be sure to come and try them out.”

“Oh, can the potatoes be harvested now? Our family has also planted them. I thought it would take another month to harvest!”

“My family also grows it!”

“My family didn’t grab the seeds, but they didn’t plant them.”

Everyone was talking lively, but without exception, they were all ready to try cyclamen's new dishes, and were curious about how cyclamen turned potatoes into flowers!

Because, no matter how many families planted potatoes, these potatoes were originally brought back from the south by the Li family and then jointly planted with the Liu family.

When it comes to how to eat, no one knows better than the Li family. So, because of these dozen carts of potatoes, potato craze started inside and outside Xindu, and cyclamen became popular again!

The villagers sent the potatoes to the city. In the afternoon, the women had nothing to do, so they carried picks and baskets and poured into the potato fields in groups to continue...sliding potatoes.

There are always some potatoes that are shyer and prefer to hide deeper in the soil.

There are also some who like to live in isolation, living a few feet away from the edge of the seedlings.

The women were reluctant to part with them because they couldn't think about it for a moment and were frozen into ice **** by the coming late autumn and cold winter.

So, they made up their mind to find the naughty potatoes, take them home, and then put them into the pot to warm them thoroughly...

In the cornfield not far away, the corn stalks have turned into an old green color, and they start to change into yellow clothes when the autumn wind blows.

Occasionally, a naughty and shameless corn cob breaks through the leaves, runs out to bask in the sun, swaying his long beard, and curiously looks at this novel world.

The naughty boys in the school had finished school and couldn’t find my mother when they entered the house, so they threw away their schoolbags and ran to the fields to join in the fun.

From time to time, the naughty boys cheered because they found a potato.

Hou Ye took his relatives, guarded a dozen carriages, and pulled more than a hundred wounded soldiers. When he saw the lively in the field, he couldn't help laughing.

The Marquis said to the wounded soldiers: "You are so lucky. You catch potatoes in the village and you have potatoes to eat in the evening!"

A young wounded soldier asked: "Master Marquis, are potatoes the auspicious grain with high yields?"

“Yes!” Mr. Hou nodded, “This thing is good for both grain and vegetables. There will be a lot of it planted everywhere this year. In two years, no one will go hungry in Tianwu.”

Everyone found it strange and stretched their necks to look around.

The Marquis tapped the shaft of the carriage with the whip in his hand, and pointed to the second village not far away and said: "Let's take a look there first. The villagers are building houses for you."

“House, are you really building a house for us?!” a wounded soldier shouted, and the others also became excited, even ignoring their injuries, and stood up one after another to see more clearly.

They originally thought that this was a white lie told by the Marquis to prevent them from becoming decadent, but they never expected that it was actually true!

Soon, the convoy came closer and turned down the road. Before reaching the archway, the village chief led the villagers to greet them.

Even the women and children from the fields came in a hurry.

The Marquis jumped off his horse, held hands with the village chief, and said, "Uncle, I have brought all the injured brothers here, and they will be entrusted to you from now on!"

The village chief quickly helped Mr. Hou and said in a loud voice: "Master Hou, please don't do this! These little brothers are the heroes who protect us from living and working in peace and contentment. Now that they are injured and it is difficult to survive, shouldn't we help you? Don't do it." That’s too crude!”

“Yes, Lord Marquis, we are all one family.”

“The village will be very lively in the future, and it’s not too late for us to be happy.”

The villagers also responded one after another, with enthusiastic smiling faces that were not adulterated at all, making the wounded soldiers almost have red circles in their eyes.

They were disabled, and their families disliked them and were unwilling to let them go back.

Unexpectedly, I got a long-lost warmth from these strange villagers in this strange place.

If the people they risked their lives to protect were such villagers, then their sacrifice seemed... worth it!

(End of this chapter)