Transfer Fubao four and a half years old

Chapter 441 Something like cow shit

The little boy handed over the bun in his hand and tugged on his grandfather's clothes. The old man squatted down and took a small bite.

Chu Chu handed another meat bun to Zimo, and Zimo handed it to the old man. The old man thanked him profusely. He took it and looked at it. He couldn't help but swallowed, but he still resisted eating.

The child seemed to be really afraid that the buns would be snatched away by them again. He crouched down in a corner and quickly finished a big meat bun in three licks. Then he didn't move and just sat against the wall with big eyes. Look at them.

After a while, no one paid attention to him, and he started to play with the black toys and cow dung-like things at his feet. There were just a few in the corner.

"They are so pitiful."

Luo Mei and Hongying were standing beside him at some point, and even the children behind them followed.

An Lan and the others still held their horses and did not follow them, but watched them from a distance.

Chu Chu walked over without making a sound, and Hongying followed. The two squatted next to the little boy, but this time he was not frightened, and even touched the hem of Chu Chu's clothes on the ground with his hand, looking envious. .

"What are you playing with?" Chu Chu couldn't help but be a little curious. After looking at it up close, she realized that it was not a toy. Each one was dark and had different shapes, and the surface was rough, like something from the ground.

"eat."

The child spoke in dialect, which meant he could still understand what they were saying. He popped out a word, then made a gesture and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Can this be eaten?" Hongying couldn't help but pick one up and look at it. Looking at the ugly appearance, there were many more at the little boy's feet.

The child didn't speak at this time, and probably didn't know what to say, but the old man said: "This can fill your stomach when you are hungry, but it is bitter and astringent, so you won't eat it even if you are not too hungry."

"Uncle Zimo, this is edible."

Seeing the two young ladies still picking it up and playing with it, Zimo also went over and picked one up. He had never seen it before and didn't see anything special about it.

Zimo asked: "Old man, can I cut one open and take a look?"

"If you want to eat the nobles, take a few away. The only thing this land can produce is this lowly thing." It's still a dialect, but even a confused guess can understand it.

After receiving the consent, Zimo took out the dagger directly from his body and cut the thing in half from the middle. It looked like it was quite difficult to cut, so it should be very hard.

"Wow, it's pretty good-looking." Chu Chu and Hongying each grabbed half of it. It turned out to be a pretty purple color inside, and the pulp could be pulled out from the middle.

"Uncle Zimo, it looks like a sweet potato!"

"Not like."

Chu Chu and Hongying said each other.

"For you to eat." The little boy, probably because he had eaten their buns, entered the house at some point, came out and took out a similarly dark thing, and handed it directly to Chu Chu's hand.

Seeing that they didn't accept it, the old man said: "These are cow dung potatoes. They are boiled. You can eat them after tearing the skin."

Seeing that the little boy kept holding it, Chu Chu took it. Luo Mei also squatted down. Seeing that the young lady was at a loss with the thing, she took it.

She directly tore open the thick skin. The rough skin had cracked a bit after being cooked, so it was relatively easy to tear open.

It's just that after tearing the skin off, it's still hard and turns into a darker purple color.

The old man said it was cow dung potato, and several people looked at each other but didn't dare to eat it.

"This way, eat." Seeing that they were still hesitating, the little boy suddenly stepped forward, snatched the cow dung potato, and broke it into several pieces.

One piece for Chu Chu, one piece for Hongying, and one piece for Luo Mei.

Finally, he wanted to give the little boy piece in his hand to Zimo, but after thinking about it, he broke it in half again, put the larger half into Zimo's hand, and then stuffed the small piece in his hand directly into his mouth. , said with a heroic voice: "Eat"

After breaking open the cow dung potato, except for the outer layer which is a purple lump, the color becomes lighter as you look inside, and it almost turns white in the middle. It looks almost the same as the pink sweet potato you usually eat.

The old man who was standing didn't stop the little boy from doing anything, but it was a bit embarrassing to see that they didn't even eat it while they were holding it in their hands.

The little boy's hands were so dirty that the place where he had just touched the potato pieces was stained with sand.

Zimo was the first to put the food in his mouth into his mouth, but he ate slowly and slowly, which was not at all like his usual eating style.

At first, I just gnawed on the thick layer of purple meat, grinning while chewing. I couldn't tell how it tasted, but I still swallowed it and said, "It's bitter and astringent."

Everyone still looked at him. Zimo had no choice but to continue eating.

Finally, looking at the remaining white core in the middle, I stuffed it all into my mouth, and stood up without clapping my hands, probably because I wanted to leave.

However, as soon as he stood still, he was stunned for a moment: "The taste in the middle is pretty good, more fragrant than taro, not that bitter, just a little bit bitter."

Seeing that he had actually eaten it, the old man seemed to be in a much better mood. Maybe he felt that he had taken advantage of someone else's meat buns. A little embarrassed: "We are cheap, if we didn't have this, we would have died early."

After saying that, he handed the meat bun in his hand to the little boy: "Take it in and save it for tonight."

The dog took it as if he had picked up a treasure. He really went into the house and ran out again after a while, still looking at them and smiling.

"Grandpa, did you grow this in your field?" Chu Chu seemed to have no intention of leaving, but she still took a bite of the piece in her hand, and then chewed it again.

It was indeed quite unpalatable, especially the hard layer of meat, which was even worse than the steamed buns made from rice bran she had eaten when she was a child, but the deeper you went in, the better it tasted, except that there was only a small bite of the delicious white part in the middle. .

Hongying saw Chuchu frowning and eating in such pain, so she didn't dare to try it anymore, and handed the cow shit potato to the little boy again. Luo Mei saw that he took it again, and also handed it to him. .

He took it and didn't take it home. He just stuffed it into his mouth and ate it.

"Noble sir, you don't need to plant this. As long as you don't dig up all the small ones, they will continue to grow next year." What the old man said surprised them. Didn't he say that nothing grows in the ground?

"What about fertilizing?" Even Luo Mei felt a little curious.

"You can't even eat, so where do you get fat? They all grow in front of and behind the house." The old man shook his head and looked at them funny, maybe he thought these noble people were too funny.

"Uncle Zimo, let's buy it back for uncle."

Zimo, who had no idea at first, was reminded by Chu Chu.

Both adults said that nothing grows in the sand, so they probably didn't find cow dung potatoes either! It's better to eat poorly than to starve to death.

The young lady is indeed a lucky star. From now on, wherever she asks, she will stop, buy when she asks, and do whatever she wants.