"My mother only asked him to get a few hundred kilograms. He secretly got three thousand kilograms as I told him."

Hearing that, Yang Xiaole breathed a sigh of relief.

That's good, at least the origin of the sweet potato is finally known.

"That's wrong, Xiao Le. When he was buying sweet potatoes, there was an old man who was also buying red sweet potatoes. He specifically asked him why he bought so many sweet potatoes. He said that his family asked him to buy them."

After Yang Xiaogang finished speaking, he said strangely: "He said that after so many years of agricultural research, he has never heard of such a high yield. He said that there are no Minghong people. What does he mean by that?"

Yang Xiaole should have blushed when he heard this.

I guess those who are engaged in agricultural research can see clearly.

Then he raised his head and said, "It's okay. I didn't believe it even if I told him. Okay, just get the things ready. I don't want to tell my mother that he's here! He has something to do tomorrow. I don't know when he will go back."

Yang Xiaogang nodded, then Bu Nao hesitated and said, "I asked him to do so many things, but he feels like he wants to reveal his secrets!"

There is a big difference between a few hundred kilograms and a few thousand kilograms!

"Didn't he ask me to add a layer of oil paper and soil in the middle? Didn't I add it?"

"It's added because he's afraid of seeing it."

"It's okay. I saw it when I saw it. I just said he asked me to do it. If you don't tell me, he left first!"

After that, he said hello and left.

He needs to find a director to sharpen his skills!

That's why we need to ask again.
Chapter completed!