Acai's Sky

Chapter 685: What Does the Heroine's Escape Have to Do with Me?

The sunlight shines through the window lattice into the front hall, casting a bright and warm glow.

The third master of the Tong family was dressed in gorgeous clothes and stood there with an imposing manner, teasing his master, Tong Xin, with a smile on his face.

Although the old man of the Tong family is very old, he is in good spirits and his eyes are shining with kindness.

Ever since he returned to this old house with the angel of imperial decree last time, the old man of the Tong family has made up his mind not to return to the capital and insisted on enjoying his old age in this familiar land.

So he settled down here and shared the joy of family life with his third son and his family every day.

At this moment, the old housekeeper Qi walked into the front hall with steady steps, followed closely by several servants.

They were holding all kinds of exquisite plates and bowls in their hands, and carefully placed the delicious dishes on the beautifully carved eight-immortal table.

"Old Master, Third Master, these are dishes carefully prepared using the potatoes and corn we harvested this year. Please come and taste them."

While placing the food on the table, the old housekeeper Qi greeted them warmly.

When the old man of the Tong family heard this, his eyes, which had been narrowed into slits, suddenly opened wide, and his gaze was fixed on the table full of delicious food.

A look of surprise appeared on his face: "Haha, great! Let me taste what this new thing tastes like. Oh my, look at this table full of dishes, it's so tempting!"

As he said this, he couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and prepare to feast on the food.

However, just as he was about to pick up a piece of the fragrant potato, he suddenly seemed to remember something, stopped, turned his head towards the door and asked the old housekeeper Qi, "Hey, where's Xiao Jiu'er? Why hasn't your Miss Nine come over yet?"

Old Housekeeper Qi quickly replied with a smile, "To answer Old Master, our Ninth Miss took our son to the farm early this morning to check on the potato harvest and even helped break the corn. I guess they're still busy working in the fields right now."

After hearing this, the old man of the Tong family became even more excited. He put down his chopsticks and said to the third master of the Tong family beside him, "Third master, come over and have dinner first. After dinner, we can go over together to see how the harvest is going this year."

Tong Yan gently shook his head and said to his father patiently, "Dad, you don't know how annoying this autumn heat is! It's unbearable. Let's just stay home and rest. If you really want to see those potatoes, we can go together tomorrow morning when it's cooler."

The old housekeeper Qi, standing nearby, nodded repeatedly in agreement, saying, "That's right, Third Master is absolutely right! We can't dig up all those potatoes in one day. Our Tong family has planted nearly 500 acres of potatoes!"

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but become curious and asked, "So what's the yield of potatoes? Is it really a high-yield crop as Xiao Jiuer's planting manual says?"

He thought to himself that the high-yield sweet potato alone made it easy for his third son to become a marquis. It would be great if other crops were as good.

Old Butler Qi narrowed his eyes slightly and replied slowly, "To answer your question, Grandpa, our land has always been quite fertile, so the potato yield per acre is at least 40 dan. However, the land cultivated by our hired farmers is not in such good condition. Even if they cultivate it carefully, the yield per acre is probably only around 20 dan."

At this time, Master Tong San also joined in, saying, "Yes, yes, if we talk about crops that are not very picky about the soil, then we have to count sweet potatoes. Even if they are planted in that kind of sandy soil, they can still grow well."

The old man of the Tong family frowned slightly and said thoughtfully, "I never thought that these foreigners would have so many good things. It seems that we must pay more attention to these foreigners in the future."

The old housekeeper Qi, who was standing nearby, nodded in agreement and added, "What the old man said is absolutely right. You know, our Jialu County is a gathering place for foreigners. There is a special foreign settlement area there, which is full of all kinds of foreigners."

At this time, the old man of the Tong family was skillfully picking up a piece of golden potato with the chopsticks in his hand, slowly putting it into his mouth and chewing it.

After a moment, he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Oh, these potatoes are truly amazing! They are soft, sticky, sweet, and truly leave you with an unforgettable aftertaste."

Seeing this, the old housekeeper Qi smiled and hurriedly introduced the dish to the old master, "Old Master, this dish is stewed pork with potatoes. The pork used is all raised by our Tong family. Those pigs are castrated and then raised again. Not only does the meat grow quickly, but it also no longer has that unpleasant fishy smell."

Hearing this, Mr. Tong San thought to himself that although he knew that his family did raise pigs, he had also heard that pig meat had a slightly fishy smell, so he had not taken it seriously before.

However, today, when he tasted the braised pork himself, he was instantly overwhelmed by its rich aroma and tender and juicy texture.

It is no exaggeration to say that this dish deserves to be called a delicacy.

After tasting the delicious braised pork, the old man of the Tong family's eyes lit up and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

He couldn't help but stretch out his chopsticks again, firmly picked up a piece of temptingly colored and fragrant braised pork, and quickly put it into his mouth to chew.

"Wow! This taste is absolutely amazing! I'm afraid even the imperial chefs in the palace can't make such delicious roast pork!" The old man exclaimed sincerely while savoring the delicacy in his mouth.

The old housekeeper Qi, standing nearby, heard the old man's praise and after a moment's thought, said, "Master, we have quite a few pigs on the market this time. How about we pick a few of the best ones and give them to those families we have a good relationship with? This way, we can strengthen our relationship and allow more people to taste this rare delicacy."

However, the old man shook his head slightly, indicating that he disagreed with the proposal.

He put down his chopsticks and said slowly, "The pork we raised at home always tasted fishy and unpalatable. This time, we finally managed to make such delicious roast pork. If we give it away rashly, what if others don't like it? In my opinion, we should wait for them to come to us and ask for it."

At this moment, Master Tong San, who had been silent all the time, suddenly brightened up his eyes, as if he understood his father's thoughts.

He quickly agreed, "Dad is right! However, since this roast pork is so popular, why don't we send ten live ones to the capital first?"

Then let them hold a grand banquet and invite guests from all over to enjoy the food together.

At the same time, I also sent you the recipe for making this grilled pork so that everyone can try making it at home.”

After listening to Mr. Tong's suggestion, Old Butler Qi nodded repeatedly in agreement and added:

"Well, Master, you've thought it through. However, just having the ingredients and recipes might not be enough.

How about letting our chef go to the capital with us and give us on-site instructions on how to cook this pork?

Wouldn't it be better to just help them prepare a sumptuous pork noodle feast?"