The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 516 Potatoes

The chaos ended with the arrival of the garrison at the gate, followed by the repatriation of Fu Bao and King Atu.

When the watchmakers learned that this dirty little fellow was actually the youngest son of the Guanzhong General, and after figuring out the reason for their fight, they quickly gave him the few remaining half-basket of potatoes they had brought.

Europe had queens, and the East had female generals; these artisans were quite accepting of women becoming those in power.

Their current working and living conditions are much better than they were in their hometown.

What's more, it's the same kind of work, but here you get a high salary.

They grew increasingly fond of this legendary noblewoman. As for why they were sold here?
Isn't that the fault of human trafficker Marcoli?

The servant boy, who had been left behind by his four-year-old master, was terrified as soon as he realized he had lost his way.

The whole city is on alert, and there are many more teams searching for people on the streets.

Gan Minglan knew that with King Atu following her, nothing would go wrong, so she remained relatively calm after receiving the news.

But in my heart, I was furious that the little guy had left me behind to play by himself.

In less than half an hour, she saw the child return. Before she could give the boy a complete childhood, what did she see?
That basket was filled with what looked like, what looked like, potatoes!

It wasn't as big as the potatoes of later generations, and its skin was wrinkled and dark.

Could it be that she's so angry that she's dizzy and seeing things?

They were still in a state of surprise and uncertainty.

The youngest son ran up to her with a big smile and acted like a spoiled child:
"Mother, I fought six against one today and I didn't lose! They even realized they were in the wrong and gave me gifts to apologize."

Others might be afraid of his mother's cold attitude, but this kid is shameless even at such a young age.

Not only were they not afraid, they even tried to win him over with their enthusiasm.

The kind that's truly applied.

I've used it countless times before, and it always works.

Gan Minglan, not bothering to reprimand the boy, pulled him off her neck and asked the soldiers who had escorted the people back:
"Where did this come from?"

Several low-ranking soldiers were so nervous, their hair practically steaming, as this was the first time they had ever been so close to the Great General of the Nation.

He stuttered a bit when he first opened his mouth:
"General Huihui, this is a food for the poor brought by foreigners from their country. It is called potatoes and they say it can be eaten as a dish or a meal."

It really is a potato!

Yes!

At that time, potatoes were the staple food in Europe.

It's no wonder she hadn't thought to experiment with these coarse grains before; the high-yield wheat, rice, and various bean seeds were enough to feed the people of the Yongtai Dynasty.

But if you treat potatoes as a vegetable, who wouldn't love to eat them?
Centuries later in Kansai, Dapanji (Big Plate Chicken) is a famous dish!
It's not necessarily a bad thing that it came out a few hundred years early.

Oh, and chili peppers are an indispensable side dish for braised chicken with potatoes.

The parents of the foreign children were invited into the Zhenguo General's Mansion a quarter of an hour later.

They arrived with trepidation.

When I left, I was in a daze and felt unsteady on my feet.

The foreign craftsmen never expected that their child would get into a fight with the most distinguished young master in Kansai, and instead of being punished, the whole family would be rewarded with two bolts of cotton cloth and two bolts of silk.

Oriental silks were traditionally only affordable for nobles in Venice.

Holding it in my arms, it still feels a little unreal.

Oh, what did they sacrifice?
It's just some potatoes and dried chili peppers!

They didn't think the Han people would treasure potatoes. After all, their workshop canteen had plenty of bread, chicken, duck, mutton, fruits, and vegetables for three meals a day.

What does this mean?
This shows that there is an abundance of food here! With wheat flour and rice, who would still eat potatoes as a staple food?
If Gan Minglan knew about their thoughts, she would definitely tell them:

That's because European recipes limited the breadth of potatoes. In the ancient Chinese recipes, potatoes could have their own family tree!

That evening, the General Zhenguo's Mansion served authentic braised chicken.

The soft and flavorful potatoes have captured everyone's taste buds.

Zuo Wenkang had many thoughts:
"If this potato is really as easy to grow as those craftsmen say, with yields of thousands of kilograms, it is indeed worth promoting on a large scale."

Mr. Luo nodded:

"I was so full after eating just a few, they're not bad as a meal! And the best part is, they taste pretty good!"

Zuo Chijun, who had already passed the imperial examination at the county level:
“Wheat and rice both have specific requirements for the soil. If potatoes can be grown in both mountainous and sandy areas, it will provide farmers with another source of livelihood.”

Yuanyuan waved both hands:
"Plant them! Pull out the dead grass in the backyard in the spring and plant the seeds first!"

With her mother's help, there's no shortage of potato seeds.

Those two acres in the backyard are just a cover!
Fu Bao, the little foodie, has a greasy little mouth from eating so much.

He felt that the battle fought during the day was truly worthwhile.

If he hadn't been naughty, we wouldn't have had such a delicious meal tonight!

Although small in stature, he can understand what is being said.

The potatoes he managed to extort are very useful.

In his moment of triumph, he forgot that the beating was still on the books and hadn't been carried out.

After eating only half a full meal, he started bragging to his older siblings about his bravery that day.

Zuo Chijun gave his silly younger brother several meaningful glances, but the boy was too smug and didn't understand at all.

The result of his overconfidence was that his mother dragged him to the practice room with one hand after dinner.

The family members watched him leave with sympathetic eyes.
If there's even one mischievous kid in the family, that one kid can put on a whole soap opera.

The handprint on her butt hasn't faded yet.

Two days later, the man brought the six foreign children, whom he had met under unusual circumstances, back to his residence.

Can't understand?
It's ok!
We can use gestures to illustrate!
Six foreign children followed us to the mansion without us even realizing it.

They were locked up in the workshop, and they were already getting impatient with it.

Along the way, I haven't had enough eyes to see everything.

Such a conspicuous string of bags almost caused a traffic jam on the road.

"Uncle Steward, please quickly arrange a reception room for me, and then have Granny Wang make some delicious snacks for me. I want to entertain the children today!"

Manager Zhu: "Yes, yes!"

The young master is indeed the most popular kid in the entire Kansai region. His social circle is all over the world, and now he's even interacting with foreigners!
Foreign children: Their parents told them that this is the most distinguished young master in Kansai. Do they dare to refuse?

Of these people, Fu Bao's favorite was Orlando, who initially wanted to share food with him.

They are incredibly hospitable at home.

Holding a plate of egg yolk pastries, it seemed as if they wanted to stuff them all into someone's hands:
"You eat, you have to eat this! It's so crispy and delicious! The salted egg yolk inside is sizzling with oil, but it's not salty at all."

Orlando: "."

Good heavens, this noble young master is so generous; he exchanged a potato for a whole plate of exquisite pastries.

Oh my god, what an amazing young master!