I have a city that never sleeps

The signal smoke in the sky did not dissipate for a long time, and the disciples of the Golden Feather Sect looked at Su Buji's innocent eyes with a little coldness, and couldn't help becoming nervous.

Gritting their teeth and looking at each other, they could only say, "Retreat!"

Exactly as what Su Buyi guessed, they followed Su Buyi for many days, and only then did they choose a time when Prince Zhao would never come to him.

They knew very well that as long as Qi Huan sent someone to find him, this plan would fail, and there would be no chance of another chance in the future, so they almost planned carefully for several days.

It's just that he didn't expect that Su Buyi had a flare in his hand!

There was no other way, the momentum came and went in despair, the disciple of the Golden Feather Sect resolutely confessed.

Wu Yu, who was secretly on guard at the side, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Su Buyi with admiration, "My lord prepared the signal flare in advance, you are really clever."

"What are you thinking about?" Who knows that Su Buyi left the signal flare on the ground casually, and looked around, "Have you seen any signal flares prepared by the prince?"

"...Ah?" Wu Yu was dumbfounded again, "Then what is this...?"

"It's just fireworks that I bought casually, something to tease children, I didn't expect them to believe it, and their IQ is really worrying." Su Buyi gave him a running look, "Run now, wait for them to react and come back , we will never run away again!"

Wu Yu: "..."

As expected of you!

After returning to the palace without any danger, Wu Yu told Prince Zhao about the matter almost immediately.

After Qi Huan heard about it, he also waited for it, and asked Su Buyi not to go out in the near future, and even if he wanted to go out, he should bring enough guards from the palace.

"At first, I was still thinking about when to report the sweet potato to the imperial court, but it seems that it must be put on the agenda." Qi Huan clenched his folding fan tightly, his eyes were solemn, "I will declare in the early court that this is Mr. Su's credit, and ask the emperor to give me a reward." Your honor and position, so that they will never dare to do anything to you again."

"Oh?" Su Buyi's eyes lit up, "So those sweet potatoes have already been transported to the famine area?"

"That's right, we will be able to release food for disaster relief in the next few days." When Qi Huan mentioned this, a comfortable smile appeared on his face, "Now, no one will starve to death again."

Su Buyi was very relieved of Lord Zhao's work, but he still secretly sent a vest to the disaster-stricken area to find out the truth, hoping that the local officials would not make any troubles.

On the second day after that, Qi Huan did what he said, and he was the first to go out in the morning court, and told the little emperor about his movements these days.

He first used exaggerated words to describe the cruel scenes of the famine land, cannibalism, and tens of thousands of people starved to death, etc., which moved the little emperor's face and showed sadness.

Then I explained the main points: "... Therefore, in order to make the people no longer afraid of hunger, a member of my servant found a kind of grain. This grain is called sweet potato, which is very strange. It is bright red on the outside and bright yellow on the inside. It can grow in The harsh environment, and each mu of land can produce as much as [-] stones, which can replace the staple food to fill the stomach..."

As soon as this remark came out, the other officials who had not heard the news were immediately taken aback and became commotion: "Twenty stones, instead of the staple food? The prince is joking."

"With this kind of food, wouldn't the world be rich a long time ago? Why have you never heard of it before?"

"It's definitely not a joke! This king has seen it with his own eyes, and even tasted it himself, and it really has the effect of satiety." Hearing those whispers, Qi Huan said seriously, "Now, this king has transported all these sweet potatoes to the place of famine. I hope that these starving victims can be rescued as soon as possible!"

Even though he made a strong promise, some people still didn't believe it, and couldn't help but look at each other and start talking in low voices.

But among the hundred officials, another person suddenly stood up and bowed respectfully to the little emperor: "I can testify that what Prince Zhao said is true!"

This person is Tang Taifu. At this time, Tang Taipu looked serious and explained solemnly: "To tell you the truth, this fetish was cultivated by my son himself, and I watched it grow up with my own eyes. I can't understand the habits of this fetish very well. Prince Zhao's words are absolutely true, and I can guarantee it."

What?Isn't the son of Tang Taifu's family a well-known dude? When did he run off to farm?

The officials were even more puzzled, but they hadn't heard the rumors of the dude for a short period of time, so why did they seem to be different people!

This is really talking about that dandy, not some peasant commoner?

Prince Zhao Qi Huan stood there calmly, not at all surprised that Tang Taifu would come out to help, and secretly signaled the rest of the people from the corner of his eye.

So several officials came out among the hundred officials, patted their chests to express the magic of this food, and also highlighted that their son was also a member of the plantation.

If one or two people say something, some people may not believe it, but if more than seven or eight people say it, then all the officials will have to believe it.

But my heart is still wondering, who discovered this sweet potato, twenty shi, it is simply unheard of!

Hearing the horror of the famine just now, the little emperor felt nervous and worried, but then he heard Qi Huan introduce the sweet potato, and he immediately smiled happily, "Good! As expected of the emperor, his subordinates have such A capable person can double the grain production several times!"

He quickly followed Qi Huan's mind and asked: "I don't know the name of that capable man?"

Qi Huan relaxed in his heart, raised the corners of his lips, and introduced: "This man's name is Su Buyi. Although he is still young, he knows astronomy at the top and geography at the bottom. He is very talented in writing. All the princes in the capital have worshiped him as their teacher. This year The Huiyuan is also taught by him."

"Oh? So powerful?" The little emperor and the officials below were stunned. It turns out that this person can not only grow food, but also teach people to read?

"Such a capable person, I really want to meet him." The little emperor likes these capable people, and he couldn't stop his heartbeat when he heard the words, "Okay! Tomorrow the emperor's uncle will announce him into the main hall, and I will personally reward him. Let him be called..."

He was still thinking about what kind of official position would be more suitable, but the left minister who had been silent all this time suddenly took a step forward and stopped him: "Your Majesty."

The little emperor looked over immediately: "What's the matter, Prime Minister?"

"I just feel that it's too early to be canonized before seeing the results." Zuo Xiang said lightly, "Besides, a person has a unique ability. If he is placed in the wrong position, how can he play his value? What? Please think twice."

"This..." The little emperor wanted to hesitate at first, but when he saw Prime Minister Zuo's irresistible eyes, he was speechless immediately, "There is some reason."

Qi Huan stood at the back, listening to Prime Minister Zuo's advice, he couldn't help sneering in his heart, did he come out to stop it?

Although Prime Minister Zuo didn't know that Su Buyi was from the Everbright City, nor did he know that the Evernight City had contacts with him, but he saw Su Buyi's ability at a glance, and judged that if this person was allowed to join the court, it would cause serious harm to himself. Big threat.

Only then did he try every means to exclude Su Buyi from the imperial court.

If the guess is correct, Prime Minister Zuo will attack the grain truck in the next step, so as to disrupt this disaster relief operation.

This is not only because he wants to prevent Qi Huan from realizing his great cause, but also because he has countless henchmen who make money by selling rice. If the sweet potatoes come out of the world and no one buys rice, they will compensate a lot of losses.

Therefore, for Qi Huan, the next thing is a tough battle.

He was secretly vigilant in his heart, and Qi Huan had a distant smile on his face, and suddenly said: "What Prime Minister Zuo said is that, considering Mr. Su's character of always loving freedom, some official positions are really not suitable for him."

Zuo Xiang didn't expect that he would go along with it, his brows were slightly frowned, and he turned to look at him.

Qi Huan said in a calm manner: "It would be a great honor for him if His Majesty can give him a title and give him a verbal compliment. What does Your Majesty think?"

Hearing this, the little emperor immediately felt that the idea was good. He didn't notice Prime Minister Zuo's uneasy expression, so he clapped his hands and said, "That's right! Then I will give him the title of Honorary Citizen and a golden belt, so he can enter and leave the palace at will." !"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Qi Huan immediately accepted happily.

Su Buji is from the city that never sleeps, so naturally he doesn't care about any official position. Being able to use the title of glory to make Zuo Pang and others dare not take action against him is the greatest reward.

Looking at Prime Minister Zuo's expressionless face, Qi Huan couldn't help sneering in his heart, "How about it, you have nothing to say now."

When he left the palace, Qi Huan was like a rooster winning the battle, and even satirized him in front of Prime Minister Zuo: "Thank you, Prime Minister, if it wasn't for you, I am afraid that the title of honorary citizen might not have gone so smoothly... If so, Ordinary people can’t find trouble with honorable subjects, right?”

Prime Minister Zuo just glanced at him calmly, and didn't respond positively. Instead, he said meaningfully: "The old man thinks that the prince should think more about the issue of grain transportation. If something goes wrong, it will be terrible, right?"

Qi Huan's eyes suddenly sank: "...then don't bother the prime minister."

Threats, this is an open threat to him!

If you can do it, come here, he has made all the preparations, and he will let these people go and never return!

But no matter how much Qi Huan wanted to know the specific situation of the grain trucks and horses, he couldn't get the information in real time. As a result, he couldn't sleep well in the past two days. He often woke up from his sleep, afraid that this foolproof plan would suddenly go wrong. .

But when he couldn't help complaining to Su Buyi again, Su Buyi yawned lazily, and said bluntly, "Master Zuo did indeed send people to attack the carriages and horses, and all of them were assassinations."

Qi Huan's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

He also heard Su Buyi say: "But they were all beaten away by my senior brother Ji. In terms of assassinating them, they are still not senior brother Ji's opponents. Now they have safely arrived in the famine land."

Qi Huan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, with sincere joy on his face, "That's great!"

He belatedly thought of many questions: "Wait, Brother Ji, is that Shaoxia Ji? How did you get in touch? Could it be that he has been here?"

Speaking of this, Qi Huan was both surprised and happy, and almost looked around excitedly. He still remembers Ji Shaoxia, but it is a pity that he will never have the chance to see him again.

Su Buyi looked at him strangely: "You want to see my brother so much? Why?"

"I'm not too sure." Qi Huan rubbed his nose, "Perhaps Ji Shaoxia gave me an inexplicably familiar feeling. This feeling is very strange and makes me really want to talk to him again to confirm."

Su Buyi understood, and immediately lost interest. Ji Wuxin's women's clothing has met Qi Huan so many times, wouldn't it be strange to say that they are not familiar with each other.

He flipped his right hand, and a mechanism bird appeared in the palm of his hand. Qi Huan glanced at it and immediately understood: "It turns out that it is relying on it to transmit messages."

There was some regret in his heart, but Qi Huan urged again with interest: "What happened along the way, sir, would you like to tell me?"

Su Buyi smiled slightly, just rubbed his stomach and said innocently: "That's fine, but... Hey, I always feel like something is missing in my stomach, and I really don't have the strength to speak, what should I do?"

"..." Qi Huan understood, "I will prepare wine and food right now, please wait a moment, sir."

Su Buyi: "I heard that there is a wine shop in the capital that has a particularly delicious wine~"

Qi Huan: "I'll send someone to buy it right away."

Su Buyi: "There is also the newly opened dim sum shop, which is very unique."

Qi Huan: "Buy, buy, buy, buy everything! Let's talk about everything else you need!"

Satisfied in Su Bujian's heart, he finally spoke out slowly the thrilling crisis in the middle.

Ji Wuxin stood on a tall tree branch, looking at the convoy driving slowly in the narrow path below.

A red flag was erected at the front of the convoy, with a big "Zhao" embroidered on it, but even if you didn't look at the flag, as long as you saw that Shao Kang was leading the team at the front, you would know that this was Prince Zhao Qihuan's convoy .

And the convoy transported a lot of sweet potatoes and some other grains. In order to hide the eyes and ears, they specially found a black cloth to cover them, and took a shortcut to move forward quickly.

As soon as Ji Wuxin saw this group of intact convoys, she knew that he was not late.

At this time, he was wearing a solid black suit that was easy to move around, but compared to the night when he broke into the palace, he wasn't covering his face suspiciously.

Now that the information about the transaction between Qi Huan and Everbright City is not easy to disclose for the time being, Jiang Feng did not order Ye Jianyi or Chu Zhi, who were easily exposed, to help, so only Ji Wuxin, the vest, was dispatched.

Although Ji Wuxin's rich face is impressive even without makeup, but his lightness kung fu and assassination skills are unrivaled. Anyone who sees his face will die, and there is no problem.

Ji Wuxin slowly loosened the white silk wrapped around her wrist a little bit, and glanced at every corner of the dense forest from the corner of her eye, the corners of her lips curled into a meaningful arc.

It's better to come early than to come by coincidence.

Now that you're here, don't even think about leaving.

I saw more than a dozen masked men with weapons on their waists hidden in the dense forest. Perhaps they thought that this place was sparsely populated and quite hidden, which was most suitable for assassination. They lay in ambush here in advance, waiting for Prince Zhao's convoy to fall into the trap.

Everyone was quite focused, holding their breath and waiting quietly.

It's a pity that the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole were behind them. They didn't realize that there was already a silent shadow behind them!

Ji Wuxin's eyes froze, and the white silk in her hand wrapped around the face of the masked man at the end.

Almost in an instant, Bai Ling tightly sealed the man's mouth and nose, and dexterously bound his body, grabbed him hard, and dragged him into the deep forest without a sound.

Then came the second white silk sneak attack. This time, two branches were split out at the same time, wrapping around the bodies of the two masked men side by side in a cross shape. Ji Wuxin tapped her toes lightly on the branch, and her body rotated and squeezed in the air. Holding Bai Ling, the bodies of the two people instantly flew into the air, and were dragged into the dense forest again.

The whole process did not wake up the other masked men who were engrossed in waiting for the sneak attack time.

After dealing with several people neatly without being noticed, Ji Wuxin couldn't help rolling her eyes a few times in her heart. This is an assassin, and she didn't even notice that her own people were assassinated.

The remaining few people were dealt with in the same way, and when the leader with the highest force value at the front gave a signal for the whole army to make a surprise attack, he was surprised to find that no one responded.

He turned his head to look, and his puzzled expression was instantly replaced by confusion, because there was only a young man in black following him, and he was not wearing a mask, and his appearance was quite gorgeous.

"……What about the rest?"

He tried his best to move his eyes away from the young man's face, looking around for something.

But the young man smiled brightly at him, like a gorgeous rose in full bloom, amazed his sight.

"I'm sorry." The young man didn't know when he had a sharp dagger in his hand, and he waved it casually, drawing a bloodstain on his neck, "I took care of it all."

The last leader in front of him also opened his eyes wide and fell to the ground in astonishment, and lost his breath. Ji Wuxin shrugged his shoulders, feeling the invincible loneliness again.

Prince Zhao's convoy drove slowly along the path without any danger, while Ji Wuxin was groping around in the dense forest in disgust with more than a dozen corpses.

Instead, he touched the token belonging to the Golden Feather Gate and some useless little things, but there were very few silver tickets, not even enough to fit between his teeth.

"Cut." Ji Wuxin reluctantly put the money he took out into his backpack, and couldn't help complaining, "Sure enough, all the poor people who come to assassinate are poor, and it's useless to kill them."

After searching all the skirts of everyone, he patted his buttocks to stand up and chased the convoy again with light work.

If you want to completely intercept the convoy, the assassination of just a group of people is definitely not in line with Zuo Xiang's style. Ji Wuxin followed the convoy all the way forward, and as expected, he encountered assassins who attacked four times, big and small.

The previous few times were solved without any risk, but some minor problems appeared in the last time.

That was when the team was resting, Shao Kang purposely walked some distance to relieve himself.

As a result, just as he was about to take off his pants, he saw a human head falling from a tree.

Shao Kang: "..."

"Mom?!"

His face turned pale suddenly, and he almost sat down on the ground, so frightened that he was about to fly out of his wits.

Anyone who is enjoying the beautiful scenery comfortably will be scared to pee at the first moment when a bloody head falls from the sky.

This was just an ordinary person's reaction, but it happened to startle the ambushing assassins. Seeing that someone had noticed something, an assassin who didn't feel any danger immediately looked terrified, jumped up and drew his sword to stab him.

Shao Kang's face became even uglier, but he had nowhere to hide.

Ji Wuxin's Bai Ling had just caught up with an assassin, and before it was completely resolved, she saw the change of Tu Sheng, and her heart tightened.

Almost without thinking, he threw a red hairpin, aiming at the assassin's forehead.

And when the tip of the sword was a few centimeters away from Shao Kang, he shot the toxin into the assassin's body one step ahead of time.

The assassin's face turned livid in an instant, his mouth was bleeding and he fell to the ground, his eyes opened in disbelief, as if he still didn't understand how he died.

Shao Kang was even more shocked by this scene, his messy mind finally began to think about what happened.

He soon found a person standing behind him, a person who was not murderous.

After turning his head subconsciously on guard, he was facing the smiling face of the man, and he couldn't help but froze.

For some reason, he found a sense of familiarity in this gorgeous face.

"Your Excellency is..."

Shao Kang asked carefully.

Ji Wuxin smiled at him, and deliberately threw the things in his hand to him: "Meeting ceremony."

Shao Kang caught it unconsciously, looked down, and faced a bloody face again: "..."

Help, help!

Only two words flashed through his blank mind - Assassin?

"I've taken care of all the people around here." As if understanding what he was thinking, Ji Wuxin took the initiative to explain, "It's best to cross this area quickly, I've already dealt with wave after wave of assassins I'm bored, I don't have much money."

As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, Shao Kang was about to be swallowed up by the sense of familiarity.

But he had never seen this young hero in front of him, and the doubts in his eyes were about to overflow.

"Yes, thank you Shaoxia for saving me. I don't know who Shaoxia is..." He asked again.

Ji Wuxin only gave him a self-conscious look: "Guess."

Shao Kang: "..."

"Master Shao is so smart, don't you know who I am?" Ji Wuxin raised her eyebrows and smiled, "I will always escort you to your destination safely. I hope Master Shao can give me a satisfactory answer at that time."

After finishing speaking, he jumped directly into the deep forest and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Only the confused Shao Kang remained where he was, still holding the terrifying head in his hand.

...Who is it?

who the hell are you? ?

The convoy finally passed through the sparsely populated area without any danger and came to the famine area.

After two days of rectification, the disaster relief news was released to all refugees.

In an instant, refugees from a radius of ten miles almost poured in.

Their bodies are so dry and terrifying, their cheeks are thin and fleshless, their lips are dry and pale, and they tremble even when they walk. Some people don't even have the strength to stand up, so they can only move forward bit by bit on the ground.

But when they heard that Prince Zhao was distributing porridge and food, their eyes suddenly burst into light.

In order to survive for themselves and their families, their frail bodies once again exploded with strength, urging them to go to the porridge shed to line up even with the last bit of strength.

In the blink of an eye, people in ragged clothes stood in front of the shed. There were old men leaning on wooden sticks who seemed to fall down with the wind, and children with sallow faces and weak breaths. Their eyes were filled with fear and longing. Everyone looked at the fragrant porridge with excitement.

If it wasn't for the guards threatening with the sabers around their waists, they would all be swarming towards the pot in front of them.

"Line in line, line up! Only those who line up have food!"

Under the order of the guards, they had no choice but to line up spontaneously, holding empty bowls in their hands, and stretching their necks eagerly to watch.

The man in the front line was very excited. He has a wife and an old mother. The whole family was already hungry enough to eat the bark. If the disaster relief came a few days later, they might have starved to death. It is really lucky. up.

He was holding three broken bowls, and looked at the porridge master in front of him without blinking. He was anxious but didn't dare to urge him. He could only suppress his hunger and smiled with him, and thanked him several times: "Thank you, sir, for the gift." Porridge, thank you, sir, thank you, sir!"

"You don't need to thank me." Shao Kang felt pitiful looking at their skinny appearance, and sighed, "All this is due to Prince Zhao and Mr. Su. If you want to thank them, you can thank these two."

Mr. Su?

Men know a little bit about who Prince Zhao is, but he is at a loss as to who Mr. Su is, but it does not prevent him from expressing his gratitude: "Yes! The great kindness of Prince Zhao and Mr. Su must be remembered! Dare to forget!"

Shao Kang smiled in satisfaction, indicating that his subordinates could carry out disaster relief.

The subordinates nodded, then opened the lid of the pot, took a large spoon, and stirred the rice porridge in the pot. A tangy aroma came from the side, making the refugees even hungrier and a little commotion.

But in fact, the so-called rice porridge didn't have much rice, most of it was just soup, but even so, it was enough to make the refugees feel excited.

The guard asked the man in the first row: "How many people are there in the family?"

The man quickly replied: "Three people, me, Fa's wife and mother."

The guard nodded and served him three bowls of porridge, but only the last bowl had a larger portion, and the rice and the orange lumps of grain floating on it could be clearly seen.

The man had never seen this food before, and after looking at it curiously, he looked at the guard anxiously: "My lord, it's just a little..."

He is a big man, he can't fill his stomach with just some soup.

"What's the hurry?" The guard suddenly reached into the sack on the ground, took out three red-looking oval objects, and stuffed them into his arms, "Take it, one for each person. The bowl of porridge is also for Old man, don't take it for yourself."

The man was taken aback, looked at the thing in his arms, and asked in puzzlement, "What is this?"

"This is called sweet potato. It's a product of the foreign domain. It's very magical and can fill your stomach!" When this matter was mentioned, the guard's eyes lit up, and he couldn't stop talking, "You take a branch to light the fire and roast this thing inside." , you can eat it after peeling off the outer skin, and try it yourself. Alright, next one!"

Seeing that the guards were about to give porridge to the next one, the man showed anxiety on his face. He called several times, but was turned away by the busy guards, so he had to go back to where his wife and mother were with a sad face.

His wife and mother had been eagerly looking forward to his return, and when they saw him coming with food, they couldn't wait to surround him.

"Food! It's food! We finally have something to eat!" The wife couldn't help but burst into tears. Looking at her skinny husband, her heart felt even more sour.

They endured for so long, drank sewage, ate bark, and even killed the only horse, and finally got the hope of survival!

"Thank you, my lord. My lord is really a bodhisattva." Even the elderly mother choked up excitedly, "The emperor never paid attention to us, and corrupt officials refused to open warehouses to release food. Only the lord, seeing our plight, was willing to lend a helping hand." , our family must be grateful, and if we have the chance to survive, we must repay the great kindness of the prince."

The wife wiped her tears and nodded again and again: "Mother said yes!"

However, the man who came back was still unhappy, and even snorted coldly: "Don't thank me in a hurry, I admit that the prince did send someone to help us, but take a look at what he sent us!"

He threw the sweet potato on the ground and complained: "You look at this thing, you haven't even heard of it, and you even say it can fill your stomach! They are trying to trick us into fools!"

"This……"

When the mother and daughter heard this remark, their hearts suddenly turned cold.

Looking at the things on the ground again, I have never seen it before!

Could it be that Prince Zhao is also using the sign of disaster relief, but he is actually putting on a show for others to see?

Could it be that he is the same as those dog officials?

The atmosphere of silence suddenly spread in the air, and after a while, the three of them seemed to have heard the quarrels of the refugees next to them, and almost all of them were questioning whether this thing called sweet potato was really food for disaster relief?

After all, in the past, no matter how perfunctory the imperial court was, they would fill their stomachs with a few steamed buns, at least they were edible!

Touch it, it is hard, the outer layer is full of soil, even breaking it open and sniffing it is full of soil smell, no different from bark or the like!

How can such a thing be eaten?

This time his mood became even worse, the man had to share the porridge with his wife and mother first, and drink some to pad his belly.

But eating a bowl of porridge not only didn't solve any problems, but made me even hungrier.

The man gritted his teeth, stared at the empty bowl in his hand, and stood up abruptly: "I'll go and ask for some more, we can't let them fool us like this!"

He was just about to leave, but his mother suddenly stopped him: "Wait, son, come and have a look, what is this?"

The mother pointed to the only half-bitten piece of tender yellow grain in her bowl, with a look of astonishment, "This thing...have you seen it before?"

"I was also a little confused just now, but I didn't dare to ask those adults." The man suddenly said nervously, "What's the matter, but it can't be eaten?"

"No..." Mother's eyes flashed with amazement, "On the contrary, this food is soft and sweet, and it's really delicious. Is such good food really for us?"

"What?" Both the man and his wife were a little shocked. Under the urging of their mother, they each tried to take a bite. In an instant, their expressions became pleasantly surprised.

"What kind of food is this? Why have I never heard of it? It's delicious, so delicious! Could it be the precious food hidden by the prince's family?"

"It's so delicious, but it's a pity there's only a little bit of it... It's really memorable."

The husband and wife repeatedly sighed that they were lucky enough to eat such a sweet food, but couldn't help but regret that they couldn't eat more.

But there was a fleeting light in the mother's eyes. Although she was old, her wisdom was still hidden in her brain: "You said... Is it possible that this thing is this red, sweet potato?"

After convolutedly uttering two words, the mother's expression was a little strange, but she still looked at the couple expectantly.

The husband and wife were startled for a moment, and then suddenly shocked; "Mother means..."

"Look at the flesh of this sweet potato." The mother pointed to the white and yellowish inside of the sweet potato, and judged based on her farming experience, "If this color is cooked, it will be almost golden yellow, and it is very likely that it is present in the porridge. Yellow grain, so I'm guessing..."

The man and his wife thought of a possibility at the same time, and their eyes lit up instantly.

Seeing that everyone around was complaining that no one was roasting the sweet potato over fire, the man gritted his teeth and immediately got up: "I'm going to light the fire."

"I hope this sweet potato can really be eaten!"

Carrying the hope of the family, he squeezed the sweet potatoes in his hands heavily.