Chapter 502 498. Unexpected Sweet Potatoes

More than one hundred agricultural students worked for several hours, carefully harvesting sweet potatoes from five acres of fields.

Purely handmade, bit by bit, checked repeatedly several times.

It was just a few baskets.

Several young men helped lift it up and put it on the scale to weigh it, and then added up the total weight.

Looking at each other in bewilderment, the low production was completely confirmed.

From five mu of land, a total of 10,322 kilograms of sweet potatoes were harvested, with an average yield of 2,000 kilograms per mu.

It's only two thousand kilograms.

Luo Yihang couldn't help but secretly ask Wenying, "Isn't this output a little low? Is this normal?"

Wenying nodded, then shook her head. “When I was cultivating it, I had a feeling that the yield would be low, but I didn’t expect it to be this low.”

"You deliberately cultivated a kind of sweet potato with low yield?" Luo Yihang asked in surprise, and expressed his confusion, "Why is that?"

"Because you said, the company's goal is to eat well." Wenying answered frankly.

"Eat well?" Luo Yihang was thinking.

Then I saw Luo Qingcai and a few little kids, each riding an electric tricycle, buzzing towards me from a distance.

Their truck beds were loaded with rapeseed, fertilizer, plastic film and other things, and it seemed they were headed to the soybean fields to prepare for the subsequent sowing of cabbage and radishes.

When passing by a sweet potato field, the car stopped with a screeching brake.

Luo Qingcai stood on the car, waving his hands and asking loudly: "Boss, we are digging sweet potatoes. Do you want to roast them?"

"You greedy kid, why do you want to eat everything?" Luo Yihang scolded with a smile, but then he changed his mind and realized that it was not easy to grow the crops. The yield was only one aspect, and the taste was also important. He had to try it first.

Thinking of this, Luo Yihang shouted again, "Call a car for me and send some sweet potatoes to the canteen. Try roasted sweet potatoes, steamed sweet potatoes, or sweet potato porridge."

"Okay~~" Luo Qingcai agreed generously, turned on the power button and led his people away.

Then Luo Yihang called out loudly: "Students, let's go down the mountain first, go to the cafeteria to drink some water, take a rest, and then we can try the sweet potatoes."

Hearing this, Professor Chang also shouted, "Each student takes two, and we go to the cafeteria."

"Okay!" The students shouted in unison, lined up consciously, each took two sweet potatoes, and followed the group down the mountain.

These sweet potatoes are relatively small, all in long strips, and each weighs about one pound.

It's effortless to carry two in your pocket.

In the autumn sky, the breeze is gentle, the sun is not too strong, the temperature is neither too cold nor too hot, and the green trees still provide shade.

In the distance, green mountains are surrounded by white clouds.

The scenery is beautiful and boundless.

It is very pleasant to walk in this scenery.

This is the second day we have arrived. The college students have not yet experienced the beautiful countryside and forests of Ping'angou, so they take a walk and enjoy the scenery.

Especially when you pass through the gate and walk along the famous green corridor.

Many students from the two northern schools expressed their admiration.

At this time, autumn leaves are already falling in the north, but here, everything is still green, without a trace of yellowing.

When Luo Yihang heard their surprise, he excitedly talked about how there were few leaves falling and little snow in winter here.

But last year, it snowed heavily and the monkeys in the mountains couldn't stand the cold, so they all ran out.

Once he ran away, he stayed there for the whole winter and even in the spring, he didn't leave. He kept living on the North Mountain and would come out from time to time to get free food and drinks.

Fans with the cat-like head immediately raised their hands and shouted, "Ma Xiaoguai!"

"Yes, it's Ma Xiaoguai." Luo Yihang answered happily.

"Ah, I really want to see Ma Xiaoguai, and the chairman, second chairman and the others." "That's difficult, they don't want to see outsiders, they all run to the mountains. You might be able to see free-range chickens if you go to the river."

"Free-range chicken is fine too. The last time I watched the live broadcast, the free-range chickens were really fat."

At this point, someone on the side chimed in, "Boss Luo, you still raise chickens here. Free-range chickens are so delicious."

After saying this, Luo Yihang and Maomaotou’s fans all laughed.

Luo Yihang smiled and said, "You can't eat the free-range chicken here. If anyone dares to eat it, Big Hat will treat them to peanuts."

The student who came to talk had a lot of question marks on his face.

He knew about the big hat and peanuts, but a chicken? Why?

"Because the free-range chicken is the name of a wild crested ibis, a national treasure..."
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We chatted and laughed all the way and soon reached the cafeteria.

But Luo Qingcai and his team are even faster.

It was still those little kids who, when Luo Yihang and his friends just reached the meadow, rode their electric tricycles with baskets of sweet potatoes in the buckets and ran down the mountain.

When passing by, they greeted Luo Yihang one by one and shouted "Hello, boss!"

Two legs just can’t outrun three wheels.

When they arrived at the cafeteria, Luo Qingcai and the kids ran into the kitchen, squatted in front of the oven and stared inside.

There was a large steamer on the stove, with three layers, and it was already emitting steam.

The aunt who was cooking was cutting sweet potato pieces, apparently she was going to cook sweet potato porridge.

Luo Yihang walked over, patted Luo Qingcai on the head, and said with a smile: "Your kid is really fast, has he done it?"

Luo Qingcai squatted and raised his head, grinning and flattering, "Boss, I will definitely be the first to do what you ask, and I have to do it beautifully."

Luo Yihang patted him again and said, "You are the only one who talks too much. How long will it take?"

"Ah, ah!" Luo Qingcai turned around hurriedly, "Quick, it's time to turn it over."

Open the oven lid.

A mist with a sweet fragrance wafted out.

"It smells so good." Luo Yihang distinguished it, "Why is there a hint of caramel?"

But no one answered his question.

Luo Qingcai and a few little kids were busy using hooks to pull out the baking tray, and then using tongs to turn the sweet potatoes over one by one.

The cafeteria uses a big oven because they need to bake small cakes.

It is divided into three floors, each floor is 80*80.

These kids are really rude. They put about fifty or sixty pieces on each plate, which is so packed that it takes a while to turn them over.

Of course, it is also because the sweet potatoes are not big. Each one looks like a big red banana. Looking through the cracked skin, the flesh inside is red and the color is very bright.

Also, it is not easy to turn the sweet potato over because after being baked, it actually oozes syrup from the inside.

Although good sweet potatoes will ooze sugar when baked, it shouldn’t ooze like this. The skin is sticky.

Luo Yihang hurried out and called Wenying in.

Pointing at the sweet potato, he asked, "Do you think this is normal?"

After Wenying saw it, the gloom on her face disappeared, and she nodded with a smile, "Yes, that's how it should be. If it had less sugar, I would be worried about whether it had failed. The direction of this sweet potato cultivation is to have a high sugar content."

Well, since Wenying said so, Luo Yihang could only put his heart at ease for now.

Wait till it's baked.

Anyway, looking at the timer on the oven, there are only about ten minutes left.

(End of this chapter)