Chapter 489 Sweet Potato
In the days that followed, Yingbao and his wife took their daughter around the world and collected many food crops.
Among them, the ones with high grain yields include local eggs, a kind of red-skinned sweet potato, and a kind of corn. Not only are the straws sweet, but the fruits are also very sweet and delicious when ground into flour and made into pancakes.
Wei Zhan values corn very much because the green stubble straw tastes sweet and can be chopped into pieces and fed to livestock to gain fat.
"With corn as feed, we can save a lot of food." Cattle, horses and sheep have to eat in winter, and straw alone is definitely not enough. Some beans and green feed must be added.
And this corn stalk can be fed to cattle, horses and sheep after the green stubble is chopped into pieces and fermented with wheat bran and rice husks.
"Sweet potatoes are not bad, they are fragrant and sweet when roasted." Nuan Nuan handed the freshly roasted red sweet potatoes to her parents, "Try them, they are baked without regrets."
Yingbao took the sweet potato and peeled it off. The inside looked like cooked chestnut meat. Take a bite, it's softer, waxier and sweeter than chestnuts.
Nuan Nuan held up the sweet potato in her hand and said, "I have a yellow heart. It's very sweet, much sweeter than the white heart. Mom, look, the outer skin is frosted."
Yingbao took a look and nodded: "This should be able to make syrup." Both glutinous rice and malt can make sugar, so there's no reason why sweet potatoes that are so sweet can't. Let's make a pot of it and see.
As for the method, just refer to the method of brewing maltose and sugar cane.
"Auntie, Wuhui also found some red fruits, which are much spicier than dogwood. Go and see if they are medicinal materials." Nuan Nuan was eating sweet potatoes and pulling her to a vegetable patch.
I saw a lot of fruits on each plant, some green and some red.
I picked it off and smelled it. It had a spicy smell, and I didn't know if it was edible.
Wei Zhan stretched out his head to look at it and said, "I remember that people use this fruit as a spice, and the locals also use it as a condiment. It should be non-toxic." People in his hometown also use Cornus officinalis as a condiment. The spicy soup made by putting pepper together is very refreshing and can ward off the cold.
Ying Bao broke open a red fruit and licked it, her mouth and tongue suddenly felt hot.
She quickly rinsed her mouth with water, but her lips were still burning.
Wei Zhan saw this and said angrily: "Why are you eating so randomly? Your mouth is red." He then told his daughter: "Pick all the ripe fruits and send them back to the medicine hall to show the doctors."
Nuannuan responded and ran away with Wuhui quickly.
Yingbao drank a bowl of water and said, "From now on, we will call this chili pepper. After it is dried, it can be used as a cold-repelling medicine."
"Yes." Wei Zhan performed the Changchun Art on the lady several times in a row, and then carefully checked the lady's lips, and was relieved when he saw that there was no swelling.
Before I knew it, it was August.
Although the marriage between Jiang Wu and the princess was arranged by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the Jiang family also spent a lot of money on purchasing wedding supplies and decorating the wedding house and yard.
The princess first worshiped at the Jiang family and also lived in the Jiang family's new house.
After the full moon after the wedding, the princess can return to her own princess mansion or continue to live in the Jiang family.
On this day, the Jiang family was full of guests, and ministers from the DPRK and the Central Government came to congratulate them one after another.
For a time, there was heavy traffic in front of Jiang's house, blocking the entire street.
Yingbao, Mrs. Wu and several familiar ladies were sitting in her room talking.
At this time, Mrs. Wen and Sister Wen also came, bringing with them Sister Wen's daughter and Wen Hengyin's child.
Yingbao hadn't seen Mrs. Wen and Sister Wen for several years. When they met again, she saw that Mrs. Wen had white hair and a lot of rickets on her back.
Several people talked for a while, and then talked about their own bodies, and they all lamented that time is not forgiving.
Yingbao thought for a while, secretly made a secret, and released it on Mrs. Wen and Sister Wen.
Her cultivation is so profound that a single Changchun Art can restore youth to mortals.
As a result, Mrs. Wen's complexion became smoother and more delicate, her wrinkles gradually disappeared, and her waist became straight.
Although Mrs. Wen's hair is still white, the roots are already black.
Sister Wen also recovered from a lady in her thirties to a twenty-nine-year-old girl.
Everyone in the room was shocked.
Mrs. Luo was holding a cane in her hand, looking at Ying Bao with burning eyes, but hesitated to speak.
Ying Bao then cast the Changchun Technique twice more on everyone in the room.
Now that he is in the Mysterious Immortal Realm, he is a god-like existence in this world, and there is no need to worry about being coveted by others.
As for his own family members, if anyone dares to do anything bad to them, he can destroy the bad guys' ten clans with just a snap of his fingers.
Mrs. Luo and Mrs. Wu were overjoyed to regain their youth instantly. The two old ladies stood in front of the mirror and could not take their eyes away for a moment.
"Oh, is it really me here?" Mrs. Luo touched her face, looked at her hands, and cried with joy.
Mrs. Wu did the same and pinched her arm to see if she was dreaming.
The most excited person in the room was Wu Jiang. She was already in her forties. She never expected to return to her youth and hold Ying Bao in her arms without knowing how to thank her.
"Yingbao, you are my lucky star." Wu Jiang suddenly felt happy that he married his daughter to Jiang Jie. Without this relationship, how could he have encountered such an opportunity?
She suddenly thought of her husband, her elderly father-in-law, and her father.
He wanted to tell Ying Bao if he could restore their youth, but he didn't have the nerve to ask.
After finishing the banquet, the ladies went home one after another.
Mrs. Wu covered her face with her sleeves. After returning home, she hid in the room and tried on clothes. After trying them on, she felt that the materials and styles of the clothes were too old-fashioned.
Finally, he asked the maid to call the housekeeper and ask her to go to the silk and satin shop and ask the shopkeeper to bring some brighter materials.
In the evening, Mr. Wu staggered home with the help of his servant.
When I came into the house, I suddenly saw a young woman with silver hair sitting on my bed, and I couldn't help but be startled.
"Who are you? Why did you just enter the master's bedroom?"
Mr. Wu drank a few glasses of wine and his head was a little dizzy. He thought he had seen something wrong, so he went over and took a closer look. It was indeed a young girl with a beautiful face.
He took a few steps back, thinking he had met the Fox Great Immortal. Just as he was about to turn around and call someone, he heard the young woman say: "What are you calling for? You don't even recognize me anymore?"
The voice was very familiar, but Mr. Wu forgot where he heard it.
He looked at the woman suspiciously, wondering in his mind whether his old wife suddenly felt kindhearted and took a concubine for him.
Old Mrs. Wu glared at him angrily: "What are you looking at! Why don't you come here and see who I am?" She felt proud and deliberately teased her husband.
When Mr. Wu saw this woman ogling him openly, he became more and more certain that she was the concubine his old wife had given him.
If not, why would this woman be sitting on her bed so late at night? Moreover, her old wife was not in the house either, so she was probably making room for herself.
Thinking of this, Mr. Wu took a few steps forward, sat down on the bed, stretched out his feet, and said, "Take off my boots." (End of Chapter)