The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

   Chapter 265, The Origin of a Potato

   "Madam." The old woman was cleaning up the kitchen when she saw her coming to greet her.

  Shen Yijia waved her hand and asked, "Do you have ginger?"

   "There is a small piece, do you need it? The old slave will get it for you."

"it is good."

The rain outside was getting lighter, but there was no tendency to stop. Shen Yijia stood under the eaves and stretched out her hand to catch the water for a while, and suddenly she caught sight of the sundries that the old wives had gathered together, broken porcelain pieces and rotten leaves inside. , has everything, it is really complicated.

   She squatted down with frowns, pulled out something, and was about to pick it up and take a closer look.

  The old woman came back to see her action, and hurriedly stopped it: "Oh, madam, that thing can't be touched, it's all moldy. If you get your hands dirty carefully, this old slave will take it out and throw it away."

   It's also her fault that the little grandson in her family has been sick these days. After preparing meals every day, she is busy going back to take care of her. If she didn't clean up in time, it would pile up.

  If it's not a big deal at ordinary times, but the master bumps into her, if you think she's cheating and cheating, how can you live.

   Shen Yijia's mouth twitched, and she picked it up and hid it behind her: "Just take the rest and throw it away."

   "This" old woman gave Shen Yijia a strange look, she didn't understand what she wanted that thing to do, and she couldn't eat it.

   Shen Yijia waved angrily: "Go quickly, you are not needed here."

  The old woman saw that she was impatient, and answered with sincerity and fear. She didn't dare to linger, picked up the sundries she had packed up and left.

   Shen Yijia took out the thing hidden behind her. It was the size of her fist. The more she looked at it, the more familiar it became. This, why is it so like the potatoes she ate in the compound?

   But, potatoes, potatoes, how did you turn green and still sprout? You can't eat the sprouts. It's a pity that she washed the potatoes in the rain.

   This was the first time she saw potatoes when she came here for more than a year. Inexplicably, it reminded her of sweet potatoes, roasted sweet potatoes. She slapped her lips and wanted to eat them.

   In the past life, when she was hungry and couldn’t get enough, she had to go to the kitchen to steal it. No, it was sweet potatoes or potatoes that were roasted and eaten. It was sweet and fragrant.

   "What are you doing here?" A gentle voice came from behind, pulling Shen Yijia out of her fantasy of eating roasted sweet potatoes.

  Song Jingchen didn't see Shen Yijia after taking a bath, thought she was angry and hid, only after asking the servants did she know she came to the small kitchen.

  What else can I do in the kitchen? Due to some indescribable thought, he hurriedly looked for it, but he saw her staring at Luo Yu in a daze.

   "I'll cook **** soup for you." Asked by Song Jingchen, Shen Yijia also remembered what she did in the small kitchen.

   She put the little potato aside and was about to get the piece of **** that the old lady put there. Song Jingchen's eyelids jumped, and he took her hand and asked curiously, "What is this?"

   He really didn't know him either, but looking at Shen Yijia's talent, he should have known this thing.

   "Potato." Shen Yijia glanced at it: "It's a pity that I can't eat it, and I don't know who was so careless, since it was spoiled."

   Shouldn't the food in the city be very precious now? How can it be so wasteful.

   "Potato?" Song Jingchen originally wanted to divert her attention, but now he is really interested. He picked up the potato and looked at it carefully for a long time, making sure that he had never seen it before, and reconfirmed, "Is this thing edible?"

   Shen Yijia was surprised, the beauty Xianggong has never eaten potatoes? Isn't this a very common ingredient? .

   She carefully observed Song Jingchen's expression, and after confirming that he was not on purpose, she nodded again and again: "Of course, at our place."

"Um?"

  Reacted that he had said the wrong thing, and Shen Yijia hurriedly changed his words: "Well, I read in a book that this thing is called a potato. It can not only be eaten as a dish, but can also be used as a staple food. But you can't eat it when it sprouts, it's poisonous."

   "Oh, by the way, I don't know where that book went, and I don't remember the title." Afraid of Song Jingchen's questioning, Shen Yijia added another sentence.

   This should not be too clumsy to cover up, Song Jingchen did not expose her, and asked tentatively, "Can people eat it too?"

  Shen Yijia: What kind of strange question do you have? Isn't she human?

   Also, people can't eat, so what can be eaten? ghost?

   She twitched the corners of her mouth and said decisively, "Yes, yes."

   Thinking of something, her eyes lit up: "Xianggong, do you want to...?"

   Knowing that this girl had guessed what she meant, Song Jingchen pursed her lips and nodded: "I just don't know where this potato came from?"

If    can be found, can it temporarily solve the problem of food rations in the city? As for whether it is really edible, since Shen Yijia said yes, Song Jingchen naturally believed her.

   This question made Shen Yijia stumped. She didn't know where she came from, and the excitement just now faded.

   She recounted how she discovered the potato, and Song Jingchen immediately summoned the old woman to question her.

  The old lady was taken to the kitchen by Nanfeng in a confused manner. When asked about potatoes, she thought there was something wrong with this thing, and tremblingly explained how the potatoes came from.

   It turned out that this was given by the people of Xunyang City when Shangguanhan was in a coma a few days ago, and was assigned to this small kitchen by the housekeeper Wan, but the old lady had never seen it before, so she naturally dared not use it to cook.

   also specifically asked the housekeeper, but the housekeeper also said he didn’t know, because the things everyone sent was too complicated, most of them were wild vegetables or something.

   When the mother-in-law asked the housekeeper Wan, he was surprised that he almost made a big mistake, and he took the mother-in-law to re-check the food that was distributed, and found that this was the only one that he didn't know.

   The two also guessed whether it was someone who sent it wrong, and they didn't take it seriously when they told them not to eat it.

  Song Jingchen frowned when he heard this, and then called Butler Wan. Butler Wan's words were the same as that of the old woman. This potato was given by someone else.

   In the end, Song Jingchen had no choice but to tell Butler Wan to take someone to find the people who sent the potatoes.

   He also plans to send another person to the mountain to look for it, but the rain will probably not stop for a while, so the matter of sending someone to look for it can only be put on hold temporarily.

   Shen Yijia knew how lucky Song Jingchen was in order to solve the food problem during this period. After returning to the room after dinner, she took the initiative to tell what she knew.

   In fact, she doesn't know much, so guessing it must be cheap, otherwise, you can't eat anywhere in the compound, including sweet potatoes.

   If it's cheap, it shouldn't be difficult to grow, right?

   As soon as she finished speaking, she was hugged by Song Jingchen unexpectedly.

   Shen Yijia was taken aback: "What, what's wrong?"

   These days, the beautiful lady doesn't know what's wrong, she doesn't even hug her when she sleeps, this is too sudden.

   "Thank you." Song Jingchen's face was still tired, but the corners of his brows and eyes were gentle.

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