All the members are in love with the group, and the cub is causing trouble in the Tang Dynasty.

Yuan Yuan took her uncle and sister to her piece of land.

The sweet potato seedlings have been planted for several months, and the vines have spread all over the ground and are growing very well.

Several times Mrs. Ye wanted to pluck the leaves to make soup, but Yuan Yuan refused.

She looked serious at this time and pointed to a small piece of it: "Uncle, dig it out quickly. Ouch gently!"

Yuan Dalang squatted aside and stretched out his hands to pick the potato seedlings: "Is this ready to eat? Your uncle has taken good care of you."

Yuan Qing also nodded: "Look back and see if I can make egg dumplings."

Yuan Yuan said seriously: "You can't eat it, but you can still plant it!"

Yuan Dalang was confused: "Isn't this vegetable grown for eating?"

Yuan Yuan pointed to the place where the potato seedlings were pulled out: "Uncle, hurry up and dig!!!"

Yuan Dalang found a bamboo board nearby and started digging obediently: "Could it be the Digging Dragon..."

He had already dug up the sweet potatoes, and there was surprise in his eyes: "This... what on earth is this, and why are the roots so thick?"

Yuan Qing, who was kicking dirt beside him in boredom, looked over and said, "Damn it, what the hell..."

She coughed. Isn't this a sweet potato that was only introduced to China in the Ming Dynasty? ? ?

Ten desserts and twenty delicacies ran through my mind.

In fact, she has eaten sweet potatoes but has never grown them. She has never seen what the leaves of sweet potatoes look like.

Yuan Dalang dug a few sweet potatoes and looked at them carefully.

Yuan Qing quickly squatted next to him, took a sweet potato, and peeled off the mud.

Yes, it is indeed sweet potato.

She was a little anxious, this thing must be promoted vigorously, it can be used as food!

But how could she get this news out?

After pulling out the sweet potato vines and throwing them aside, Yuan Dalang hugged six sweet potatoes and followed the two young ladies back to the palace.

"Is this really edible?"

Yuan Yuan nodded: "Well, I even let Ermao eat the fat leaves!"

Yuan Dalang looked at the thing in his arms: "...Pangpang? This?"

Yuan Yuan smiled and narrowed her eyes: "Yeah, yeah, let's call her Fatty."

Yuan Qing comforted his father: "Ayemo is worried, don't you see that wild ginseng also grows in the ground? This..."

She glanced at the little old girl: "This fat one must be edible."

Who let it grow in the little old girl's field? The first person to find it has the right to name it...right?

Alas, when she returns to modern times, there will be no such thing as sweet potato.

The streets are full of "roasted fat fat", "drawing fat fat" and "fried fat meatballs"?

Will future generations blame her for not arguing with reason at this moment?

When Yuan Yuan returned home, King Zhao had already left. Yuan Shilang took his little granddaughter to the study to comfort him.

Yuan Qing went to the kitchen with six sweet potatoes in her arms.

There were six more roasted sweet potatoes on the dinner table that night.

The Yuan family were all shocked. The roasted sweet potatoes tasted extremely fragrant. They broke them open and tasted them, and they were so sweet.

Yuan Yuan was sitting in her father's arms, holding half a sweet potato in her hand. She said to Minister Yuan: "Ah, Xiu Niang has no cake to eat, let's give her a fat one!"

Shilang Yuan was extremely moved. A child's sincerity is the most rare thing.

Yuan Qing took advantage of the chaos to speak: "If you cut this fat into pieces, you can also make porridge. It tastes better than corn porridge."

An idea flashed in Yuan Shilang's mind. He looked at the empty sweet potato plate, then at the half sweet potato in his hand, and said excitedly, "I'm going to Wei Mansion."

I didn't even bother to eat, so I grabbed half a sweet potato and walked out.

He has taken care of his granddaughter's land from beginning to end, from planting seedlings to digging out root blocks. The cycle is short, and a small section of seedlings can survive after being planted, and it can also replace corn! ! !

My wife bought the seedlings as wild vegetables from the Western Market. My granddaughter wanted to plant them. At first, just to coax her children, a small piece of land was assigned to her. Unexpectedly, the seeds grew more and more lush.

We must buy all the fat seedlings from the West Market and plant them as soon as possible before sowing in spring.

Yuan Yuan shook her calves and told her family again what happened in the village today.

He emphasized that it is wrong to spank a child, as the child will be sad and cry.

Why didn't the Yuan family, who came from a rural background, know this? Not to mention beatings and scoldings, buying and selling children was common.

Yuan Yuan once again educated her father earnestly: "If dad hits me, then I will become someone else's child!!!"

The old father raised his eyebrows: "When did I hit you?"

Yuan Yuan said seriously: "I have been beaten several times!!!"

Mrs. Ye's face darkened: "Sanlang, you have only been back for a short time, how come you have learned how to spank children???"

"Don't even think about it, this kid hasn't seen you in the past few years, how can you hit him?!"

The others looked at him accusingly.

Yuan Meng: "..."

He pinched the little guy's fat face and said, "Tell me, when did I hit you?"

Yuan Yuan snorted: "Dad even beat me when I didn't sleep last night!"

The old father squeezed her little fleshy hand: "Hit her like this?"

Yuan Yuan nodded: "Yeah, yeah, Dad is so bad!!!"

Mrs. Ye coughed and forced her respect: "My little hands are tender, so I always pinch something..."

Yuan Yuan nodded again: "Yeah, yeah, you can't hit children!!!"

He Fan beside him couldn't stop laughing. He regarded life in Ancient Blue Star as a vacation. With this kid around, there was always no shortage of fun.

Yuan Yuan heard him laughing and complained to Mrs. Ye: "Grandma, Uncle He Fan also beat me!!!"

Mrs. Ye looked at He Fan.

He Fan smiled and rubbed his little chubby face angrily: "When did I hit you?"

Yuan Yuan opened his hand and said loudly: "Uncle He Fan's fight was in vain!"

"Bai Bai is my good friend, if you hit Bai Bai, you're hitting me!!!"

He Fan: "..."

Mrs. Ye: "..."

She coughed again and said to He Fan: "It's not right to hit a little bear, it's still a little bear cub..."

He Fan sighed: "I just poked that stupid bear in the head."

He rubbed his round face angrily again: "Good friend? Who fights with Bai Bai every day? And who brings Xiao Hei to chase chickens every day?"

Yuan Yuan felt a little guilty. She covered her chubby face, shrank into her father's arms and stopped talking.

Everyone else laughed.

Mrs. Ye said to everyone: "In a while, Da Lang will go to the old house to dig up some fat and bring it back. Otherwise, you guys will definitely report it and plant it elsewhere."

Yuan Dalang nodded.

The sweet and glutinous texture is indeed delicious.

Yuan Erlang asked his mother: "How about we plant more?"

Mrs. Ye sighed: "I have to wait until you Aye comes back to ask. I'm afraid they will plant a lot of fat and fat soon and won't leave any for us."

"When the next harvest comes, let's go get some seedlings."

Yuan Yuan shook her calves and whispered to her father: "Dad, why did the adults of ancient China beat the children?"

When in the stars, cubs are the hope for the future and are especially cherished.

Only adult interstellar people with certain qualifications can apply to raise cubs.

Outside the slums, cubs elsewhere will grow up in a secure environment.

After Commander Yuan Meng took power in the ghetto, the living environment of the cubs has also become much better.

Yuan Meng touched his daughter's little head: "Because the history of Ancient Blue Star is still very short at this time, it has not experienced a devastating blow, and it has not realized the preciousness of life."

"In the interstellar period, we have experienced too many planets being destroyed, species becoming extinct, and bloodlines disappearing."

Yuan Yuan raised her head and looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle: "Dad, can I take leave tomorrow?"

Old father: "..."