Daming: I, Yang Xian, really govern Yang!

Chapter 95: Old man, our family is here
Xiao Liuzi, who was sleeping, was woken up by Liu Bowen.

"Master, it's not yet dawn, where are we going?" Xiao Liuzi glanced at the sky outside the window, rubbed his eyes, and asked.

"Father, where are you going so early?" Liu Lian, who was in the next room, heard the noise and got up too.

At this time, it's not even morning time yet. Liu Lian is now an official, working as an errand in the Ministry of Industry.

"I'll leave it to you to write the memorial to the court asking for leave. My father is going to Yangzhou." Liu Bowen looked at Liu Lian and said, then turned towards Xiao Liuzi. "Xiao Liuzi, hurry up!"

three days later.

The carriage carrying Liu Bowen finally arrived at the border of Yangzhou.

This place was still some distance away from Yangzhou City. Liu Bowen found that there seemed to be some people working in front of the official road.

He looked carefully and saw that these people were building an asphalt road.

Liu Bowen had seen this asphalt road in the capital, so he recognized it at a glance.

"How can we just build roads outside the city?" Liu Bowen asked doubtfully.

"It's time for dinner, everyone, stop what you are doing and go eat!" At this time, a man in charge of supervising the work shouted loudly.

Then I saw smiles on each of these workers' faces, and they began to walk in the same direction.

Liu Bowen raised his head and glanced at the sky. At noon, it was indeed time for dinner.

After traveling for several days, he had all three meals on the carriage, and all he ate were dry food.At this time, when I heard the supervisor shout again, I was indeed feeling a little hungry.

"Xiao Liuzi, follow them and check the situation." Liu Bowen said.

"Okay, sir."

Xiao Liuzi flicked his whip and drove the carriage towards the open space in the distance.

Before they even got close, Liu Bowen and Xiao Liuzi smelled a strong aroma and couldn't help but feel refreshed.

"Master, what smells so good?" Xiao Liuzi swallowed and said.

Liu Bowen also smelled it.

He got off the car, watched the workers lining up in a very orderly manner, began to receive their meals, and followed them.

"Old man, where are you from, and you come to Yangzhou to work?" A man at the back said when he saw Liu Bowen walking over.

He had not noticed that Liu Bowen got off the carriage before, and Liu Bowen did not look like a rich man in his dress.

The man looked at Liu Bowen and said in admiration: "Mr. Yang is really a living Buddha. Uncle, at your age, no one would want you anywhere else. It's a year of disaster again. I'm afraid you will starve to death."

Liu Bowen smiled slightly and asked.

"I wonder where this brother is from?"

"I'm from Shanxi." The man smiled naively, pointed at the people in front of him, and said. "The brothers who are building the road here all came from the north to escape famine. It happens sooner or later. I heard that the famine has completely broken out in the north. Fortunately, we came early."

"Yes, many people died." Liu Bowen sighed and said.

He looked at the people in front of him and thought, if Yang Xian hadn't evacuated some people in the Sanjin area in advance, the disaster would have been even more serious.

Liu Bowen and this man just chatted all the time.

Finally it was their turn to receive their meal.

The worker who was in charge of cooking saw that Liu Bowen was a little unfamiliar and said, "I'm very unfamiliar. Isn't it normal that you wouldn't be assigned to the road construction department at this age?"

Before Liu Bowen could speak, the man from before said directly: "Old Wu, this old man is new here, from the north. By the way, what is your name, old man?"

"Liu Ji." "That's a good relationship. My surname is also Liu. Our family name is Liu Yong. I have a younger brother named Liu Min. He is currently working in the building construction department in the city. I heard that the leader who manages all our workers is , also named Liu." Liu Yong said with a smile.

Seeing the man in front of him smiling naively, Liu Bowen also laughed.

"It's not easy to come from the north at this time." Old Wu, the rice cook on the side, sighed, picked up a big wooden spoon and gave Liu Bowen a full bowl of rice.

Liu Bowen took the rice bowl with both hands and looked at the unknown yellow objects in the rice with a puzzled expression on his face.

Liu Yong smiled and said: "Forgot, Uncle Liu, you just came, let me introduce to you, that yellow thing is called potatoes. And the bowl of rice we are eating now is called potato stewed rice. I heard that it was invented by Mr. Yang of."

"It's fragrant and delicious."

Potato?

Since the potatoes in Yangzhou were planted earlier than those in Yingtian and other places, they have already been harvested some time ago.

It's just that Yang Xian hasn't had time to report it to the court.

Another bumper harvest.

It’s similar to Yang Xian’s estimate, with an average of about [-] kilograms per mu of land.

It turns out this is a potato.

This was the first time for Liu Bowen to see it. He had never eaten it before, but just by smelling the fragrant aroma, he knew that the meal must be delicious.

Liu Bowen picked up the bowl of potato stewed rice in his hand with chopsticks. The ratio of rice to potatoes was about 1:1.

He took a piece and put it in his mouth.

This is the first time I have tasted such a texture, soft and delicate.

It tasted very comfortable, and Liu Bowen felt that the fragrance of potatoes was spreading in his mouth. It was so delicious.

Just as he was savoring the potatoes, Liu Yong beside him had already finished half of a large bowl of potato stewed rice.

Liu Bowen turned around and saw that the other party was flattening the potatoes and mixing them thoroughly with the rice.

Liu Bowen also learned to do this, and it took him a while to complete it.

Then he picked up a large piece of rice with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. The mashed potatoes perfectly wrapped the soft and medium-hard rice grains. The fragrance of the rice and the rich fragrance of the potatoes were completely blended together. These fragrances perfectly blended together. Blended together, the taste is more layered than eating potatoes alone.

It's simply never been better.

"How in the world can there be such delicious food!" Xiao Liuzi on the side sighed.

Xiao Liuzi's words spoke Liu Bowen's heart.

Not to mention this bowl of rice being eaten by hard workers like them, even if it is sold in restaurants in the capital, the business will definitely be booming.

After a bowl of potato rice, Liu Bowen felt that he was completely full.

The last concern about potatoes being unable to be used as a staple food is gone.

"Brother Liu Yong, are we going to eat this potato stewed rice every meal?" Liu Bowen asked.

Liu Yong shook his head and said: "No, we usually only eat this at lunch. In the morning we usually drink potato porridge, and in the evening, one person can get up to five boiled potatoes. I heard that Mr. Yang is worried that we keep eating the same food. You will get tired of eating the same thing."

"Potatoes are so delicious, how can you get tired of them?"

"Stop talking and get to work. Mr. Yang treats us so well, we can't be without conscience."

As he spoke, Liu Yong touched his mouth, put down his rice bowl, turned around and walked directly to the road construction site.

(End of this chapter)