Buzz ~!

The sound of the buzzing sound of the soul sea in the eyebrows was heard, and a steady stream of spiritual power gathered, filling Zhao Yiran's "weak" spiritual power reserve.

"This is great, this ~ this sweet potato can actually replenish my spiritual power!"

Zhao Yiran shouted excitedly in his heart, his face full of excitement.

The old man who first heard Zhao Yiran's voice was worried that his business would fail again this time, but the smile on Zhao Yiran's face next gave him an accurate answer.

"Hehe, young man, I'll just say, my sweet potatoes are so sweet!"

The old man said aside, and handed the other half of the sweet potato to Zhao Yiran who kept talking.

"Um~ Very delicious, uncle, 15 yuan per pound, packed~ it's round!"

Zhao Yiran said while eating.

Apart from excitement, the sweet potato is so hot...

"After killing the chair yesterday, I remember eating the remaining sweet potatoes in the refrigerator, but at that time it was not as effective as restoring the spiritual power of the Spirit Sea!"

Zhao Yiran recalled in his heart.

After drinking this piece of roasted sweet potato the size of a palm, Zhao Yiran felt the spiritual power recovered in the spiritual sea. He probably estimated that the spiritual power recovered by this piece of roasted sweet potato was more than the one he had eaten more than twenty burgers and pancakes he had!

What is this concept?

This old man’s sweet potato is simply a “elixir” to restore spiritual power!

...

"Uncle, what kind of sweet potatoes are you? Why are they so delicious?"

Zhao Yiran looked at the old man who packed him and asked, holding a piece of sweet potato in his hand.

"What about red honey potatoes~! I grafted the seedlings myself, planted them myself!"

The old man was laughing at the beginning of his mouth while packing it up, and he was filled with joy.

Unexpectedly, I didn’t open this morning and sold out as soon as it opened. Not only did the baked ones be sold, but even the ones that were not yet roasted were bought by the young man in front of me.

"Grafted seedlings?"

Zhao Yiran pondered and thought to himself: Red honey potato... It is indeed like eating honey when you enter the mouth, and the function of restoring spiritual power should be grafting.

"Old man, how many more do you have this sweet potato?"

Zhao Yiran continued to inquire.

"The harvest this year is good, there are still plenty at home, enough for me to sell it for a winter!"

I remembered that the sweet potatoes I grafted have had a good harvest this year, and the smile on the old man's face became even worse.

"real?

That's really great!

Uncle, how about all these sweet potatoes in your house are sold at the price of roasting, at 15 yuan per catty?”

Zhao Yiran pointed to the sweet potato in his hand and said.

"Hmm? No, no no~! How can that work!"

When the old man heard Zhao Yiran's words, his face changed instantly: "How can I pay you fifteen yuan per pound of unbaked sweet potatoes? The price of raw is the same as these, it is all low-priced, and you are also full of money, so I have to give you a little cheaper!"

The old man said, pointing at the raw sweet potatoes packaged in the tricycle.

"Okay, okay, I'll follow you, old man, I'm really grateful for you.

Or we now…?”

Zhao Yiran said thankfully.

"Let's go, I'll take you to your house now. Young man, I want to thank you!"

The old man said thanking repeatedly.

...

After paying the bill with the taxi, Zhao Yiran followed the old man who roasted sweet potatoes all the way west.

After a closer look, the old man's house lives in the development zone in the west of Jiangcheng, near the mountainous area.

Although this mountainous area is in the same line as the mountainous area in Linjiang District.

However, Linjiang District is better than the riverside and is vigorously developed by the tourism industry, but there are still many poor families in the mountainous areas of the west district of Jiangcheng.

It is also a key poverty alleviation area in Jiangcheng.

The journey is a bit long, but fortunately, the old man's tricycle is equipped with a self-modified engine and battery, so it runs slowly.

Zhao Yiran squatted on the tricycle and chatted comfortably with the old man, but his main idea was to focus on the hot roasted sweet potatoes in his hand.

Xiaoling also sat next to the oven, holding a steaming piece of roasted sweet potato with both paws and constantly licking it.

Feeling the spiritual power that was 'dou' like a spring in the spiritual sea, the smile on Zhao Yiran's face became stronger and stronger.

"The roasted sweet potatoes are five or six times faster than ordinary foods, and there is one more thing... sweet and delicious!"

Zhao Yiran thought so in his heart and stuffed the remaining half of the roasted sweet potato in his hand into his mouth.

After leaving for less than half an hour, Zhao Yiran and Xiaoling were about to eat more than 30 pieces of roasted sweet potatoes.

Feeling the spiritual power that was about to fill the sea of ​​spirit, Zhao Yiran felt relieved.

...

The tricycle was not slow, but it was a tricycle after all. It was only after four o'clock in the afternoon that Zhao Yiran followed the old man who roasted sweet potatoes to finally arrive at his destination - Xigu Village.

Along the way, Zhao Yiran also knew that the old man who roasted sweet potatoes was surnamed Zhang.

As he rushes into a blue brick house at the entrance of the village, Uncle Zhang parks the car.

"Hey, old man, why did you come back so early?"

In the yard, an old gray-haired woman was holding a rake and scratching some dead vines in the yard.

Zhao Yiran saw that the withered vine was a sweet potato vine.

When Zhao Yiran was in the welfare home, he also planted sweet potatoes in the welfare home, so he is not unfamiliar with it.

Of course, the reason why this sweet potato vine attracts Zhao Yiran is because the sweet potato planted by Mr. Zhang has the effect of quickly restoring spiritual power.

Sweet potatoes have this effect, will sweet potato vines also have effects?

Zhao Yiran thought so in his heart.

"Boss Zhao, this is my wife."

Uncle Zhang introduced Zhao Yiran.

"Old Mrs. Li, I met the big boss today. This is Boss Zhao. I have wrapped all the sweet potatoes in our house. Hurry up~ pour a glass of water for Boss Zhao and make the best tea I treasure!"

Uncle Zhang urged.

"Have you wrapped our sweet potatoes round? Oh my, Boss Zhao, you're such a great person. OK, I'll pour tea now!"

When Mr. Zhang's wife heard Mr. Zhang's words, she was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth. She quickly put down the rake, said politely to Zhao Yiran, and ran to pour tea into the house.

"Boss Zhao, the family in the countryside is in chaos. Don't dislike it. Please ask in the house, please in the house!"

Uncle Zhang said politely to Zhao Yiran.

"It's okay, Mr. Zhang doesn't have to be so polite. Let's see how many sweet potatoes are first!"

Zhao Yiran touched the tip of his nose and waved his hand to signal.

As for Mr. Zhang’s words, it is naturally the character that Zhao Yiran gave him.

‘The boss of a certain company decided to buy them all because of the sweet potatoes and give benefits to the company’s employees.’

“Yes, yes, let’s see how many sweet potatoes there are!

Let’s go, all the sweet potatoes are stored in that room!”

Uncle Zhang pointed to a side room in the yard and said.
Chapter completed!