Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

The next day, as soon as it was bright, Zhang He stood up and did ten push-ups and twenty deep squats on the bed.

He must strengthen his exercise, otherwise in this environment with insufficient food and extremely poor medical hygiene, he will die if he catches a minor illness.

Now this body is really bad, and after doing so much exercise, I'm already out of breath.

After breathing smoothly, Zhang He stood in front of the bed, clasped his hands, his toes were on the ground, his teeth were lightly closed, his tongue was on top of his upper jaw, his lower jaw was adducted, his eyes were slightly narrowed, his qi was calm, and his spirit was kept inward.

A stream of air was slowly inhaled from the nose, passed through the chest cavity, and finally gathered in the abdomen. He swallowed a mouthful of Jinjinyu Liquid, held his breath for a moment, and then slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air.

After practicing like this for half an hour, Zhang He felt that his whole body was transparent, and there seemed to be a heat flow in his abdomen.

This effect seems to be much better than before!

Zhang He learned this practice from an old man when Zhang He was in school.

He has been practicing foolishly for many years, except that he can strengthen his body and concentrate his mind, there seems to be no special effect.

Now that I practice again, it's different. It seems that there is a sense of warm air circulating throughout my body.

I don't know if it felt wrong. He planned to keep practicing for a while and try it out. Anyway, it's fine now, at least he can keep fit.

After his practice, he just felt refreshed and full of energy.

At this time, old man Zhang was still huddled in the bed and didn't get up. He coughed a few times from time to time. It wasn't because he was lazy, but he could save food by standing still.

This is how the villagers spend winter. They try to reduce the amount of activity and energy consumption. If they can lie down, they will never sit, and if they can stay at home, they will never go out.

Zhang He walked to the stove and knocked on it with a flint for a long time before finally igniting the fire.

Before the old man Zhang got up, Zhang He bought a large bowl of corn and steamed it. He also took out two sweet potatoes from the space and buried them in the stove, covering them with hot ashes.

Twenty-three sweet potatoes were harvested in the space. The two of them eat one or two a day, which can also replace a lot of staple food.

As for all the sweet potatoes as the main food, it is easy to burn the heart and hurt the stomach.

When I was cutting sweet potatoes yesterday, I also plucked many sweet potato leaves, which happened to be used for cooking.

Old man Zhang didn't have a frying pan at home, let alone oil, so he could only throw the sweet potato leaves into a clay pot, copy it with boiling water, and then take it out and mix with some salt flowers. It was barely a dish.

After Zhang He's tossing, the old man Zhang also rubbed his vain eyes and got up.

Seeing Zhang He steaming a large pot of rice and corn again, his heartache made him beat his chest and scolded the prodigal son.

Until he picked up the bowl to eat, old man Zhang still sighed: "He'er, do you know that we can at least give you a daughter-in-law for this meal."

But after all, old man Zhang eats that deliciously!

"He'er, what kind of dish is this? It's so delicious."

In this world, the poor have very few varieties of vegetables, and the taste and taste are not very good.

Although this sweet potato leaf is not seasoned with sesame oil, sesame oil, pepper, minced garlic, it is already a rare delicacy for Old Man Zhang.

"This is called sweet potato leaf. You can try this sweet potato again." Zhang He picked out a freshly roasted sweet potato from the stove and handed it over.

As for the origin of sweet potatoes, there is no need to ask, it must have come from the hands of immortal masters.

Old man Zhang took the sweet potato, but he felt the aroma was fragrant, but he didn't know how to take it.

Seeing Zhang He also took one, he was peeling off the skin, revealing the yellow flesh inside, which looked mouth-watering.

After the old man Zhang understood how to eat it, he didn't peel it, patted off the ash on it, blew it, and took a bite.

This mouthful was so hot that he could not bear to spit out his teeth and cracked his mouth. He took a few breaths and swallowed it abruptly.

Old Man Zhang pounded his chest: "Well, it's delicious. I didn't think I would have the chance to eat Immortal Master's food in my life."

When he thought about it, those immortal masters who were flying with swords should usually eat sweet potatoes as their staple food.

"Dad, you can't eat the skin of the sweet potato, you have to peel it."

Sweet potato peels are poisonous and contain some anti-nutrients, which will affect the absorption of nutrients, and some will cause abdominal distension.

Old Man Zhang wiped his mouth indifferently: "The skin is so delicious, what a waste to throw it away. I've even eaten Guanyin soil, so I'm still afraid of this sweet potato skin?"

In the end, Zhang He's persuasion was ineffective, and the old man ate a sweet potato with the skin on.

After eating and drinking, Old Man Zhang's eyes were full of light. He thought of an idea to make a fortune, grabbed Zhang He and asked:

"He'er, you said this sweet potato given by the immortal master, can we grow it?"

Zhang He nodded, "It should be possible."

"I just don't know how the yield is. How many fruits can a tree bear? Let's try it out by planting a tree next year."

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Now the two chatted for a long time, from trying to grow sweet potatoes, to marrying a few wives for Zhang He, to how many meals to eat for a year after making a fortune in the future.

At this time, Zhang He entered the space again. The sweet potato vines that were cut before had all survived, and many vines had grown.

Cut down all these sweet potato vines, cut them into small pieces, cut them again, and finally plant all the sweet potatoes in one acre of land in the space.

He has now discovered that the crops planted in the space can grow rapidly with only one watering of the spiritual spring, and one day is equivalent to a year of normal growth.

However, the amount of spiritual spring water is limited, and it takes about ten days to accumulate enough to irrigate an acre of land. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

Zhang He was already satisfied that he could harvest one mu of sweet potatoes in ten days.

After waiting for ten days, it was the harvesting day of the sweet potatoes. He spent two or three days in the space before digging out all the sweet potatoes.

Zhang He looked at the pile of sweet potatoes in the space, at least 10,000 catties.

The yield per mu is 10,000 catties, Zhang He was also taken aback by this figure.

Generally, the yield per mu of sweet potatoes is about 5,000 catties, and with better management, it can reach 6,000-7,000 catties.

But sweet potatoes only need to grow for half a year. After he has irrigated the spiritual spring, it is equivalent to a year of growth. In addition, the fertile black soil also increases the yield.

Some time ago, he was still worried about what to eat, but now he has 10,000 catties of sweet potatoes. No matter what the father and son eat, this winter will be enough.

10,000 catties of sweet potatoes are produced in ten days. This winter, nearly 100,000 catties of sweet potatoes can be produced.

In addition, there are also a lot of sweet potato vines, and in terms of weight, it should also be three or four thousand catties.

In the original world, this sweet potato vine would usually be thrown into the ground and rotten.

But people in this world are different. Anything that can fill one's stomach is valuable.

What he was thinking about now was how to convert these sweet potatoes into money.

Selling sweet potatoes directly?

This is absolutely impossible. This is his way of getting rich. He will not let the sweet potato seeds go out.

In his former world, because of the appearance of sweet potatoes, the population exploded, creating a prosperous world.

If he controls the food, he can control the population of the entire world. How could he give up this great opportunity?

At this moment, there is a flame called ambition in his eyes, which is burning fiercely.

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