Zhang Shi nodded hurriedly, shouldering his hoe to give instructions to the long-term laborers to start collecting, and he loudly reminded them to be careful and pay extra attention.
"Lady, there really are a lot of potatoes, all round and small, but why is there such a big difference in size?"
Ye Muyu didn't actually know, she had to assume it related to the intake of nutrients as well as the variety.
"However, it's already very good that from just half a potato for sowing, five or six potatoes can grow."
"Some have seven or eight," Su Mei added quietly while bending down to pick them up.
Pleased with the harvesting, Chun Xing picked the potatoes, "Lady, is this year considered a great harvest? I see that the land where the manor grows potatoes is only third-class and not fertile land, yet I didn't expect these potatoes to grow so easily."