Chapter 46: The Effect of Finger Sweet Potato

Robin had a big appetite, which Liu Heming had expected. But that Robin’s appetite was so huge was something Liu Heming had not anticipated.

The main thing was, even after eating so much, he still seemed no different than usual. What did that prove? It proved Robin was just full, not overstuffed. His appetite could match two of Liu Heming’s, and Liu Heming himself already had a very large appetite.

A full large bowl of dumplings, plus most of a pot of rice, finally brought this lunch to a perfect end.

“Sasha, do you think we could undo the little braid at the back of Alex’s head? Her hair is too short now, won’t this be uncomfortable?” After cleaning the bowls and chopsticks, Liu Heming went to Sasha to ask.

“You have to ask her. She really likes it this way,” Sasha said, glancing at him.

“Alex, should I loosen your hair for you?” Liu Heming then went to the little one, crouching down to ask.

“Why would we loosen it?” the little one asked, very puzzled.

“Uh, after loosening it, it will be very cute and also very comfortable,” Liu Heming thought for a moment and said.

The little one tilted her head and looked at him for a while before nodding.

Liu Heming carefully undid his daughter’s two small braids. Perhaps they had been tied for too long; after being loosened, her hair looked a bit messy.

“See, isn’t it cute, and more comfortable?” Liu Heming asked, forcing himself to sound confident.

The little one scampered to the mirror, looked carefully for a while, then ran to Sasha and examined Sasha’s hairstyle for a bit, then ran back to the mirror and started looking seriously again.

“Alright, let’s go see those vegetable seedlings I gave you. They’ve grown quite tall now, and soon we’ll have tomatoes to eat.” Liu Heming didn’t want the little one to keep studying her hair, so he picked her up, hoisted her onto his shoulder, and walked out while talking.

The little one’s attention was immediately diverted. She giggled and waved her arms and legs playfully. The two Bear Cubs saw Liu Heming going out and trotted after them.

“Why are there so many wooden frames?” When they reached the Vegetable Garden and saw all the tall and short wooden frames, Alex became even more curious.

“Those Green Beans and Cucumbers will grow tall, so they can bear more fruit. Alex needs to grow tall too,” Liu Heming said, holding the little one in his arms.

“But… but I won’t bear fruit when I grow tall,” the little one said, furrowing her small brow.

“Haha, when Alex grows tall, she will become very beautiful, as beautiful as Mom.” The little one’s adorable look truly warmed Liu Heming’s heart.

While the father and daughter were watching, they heard a “crack” sound behind them. Turning around, they saw Xiong Da sitting properly beside a frame it had broken.

It seemed to know it had made a mistake. Its head drooped, looking ready to accept any punishment.

“You never are careful, always playing around too much? For dinner tonight, you get one less piece of chicken,” Liu Heming said helplessly.

Usually, he was wary of these two causing trouble and would make them stay outside when he came here. But today he was too happy and forgot about these two Bear Cubs. Even though they were still Bear Cubs, the wooden sticks couldn’t withstand their roughhousing.

Hearing Liu Heming’s words, Xiong Da perked up again, trotted over to Liu Heming’s leg, hugged it, and rubbed against it.

“Wow, can it understand what you said?” Alex asked, a little surprised.

“It doesn’t understand the exact meaning, but it knows it just made a mistake. I scolded it, so that means I forgave it,” Liu Heming said, feeling a slight headache.

He really enjoyed spending time with his daughter, but at her age, she was at her most curious, often asking him “why.” This was quite challenging because he wasn’t exactly a learned man.

The father and daughter weren’t just watching here. The Tomatoes had grown tall enough now and needed further processing: pinching the tops. The goal was to stop the Tomatoes from growing upward, forcing them to sprout more branches, so they would bear more fruit.

Liu Heming could manage it directly with his hands, but the little one couldn’t. However, she still wanted to join in the work. With no other choice, Liu Heming could only slow down his work pace, letting the little one use scissors to cut along with him.

The weather outside was getting a bit hot now. After working for a while, a layer of fine sweat appeared on the little one’s forehead. She probably felt a bit thirsty and pulled out a Finger Sweet Potato from her little pocket, crunching on it noisily.

The little one wasn’t stingy at all. Not only did she eat one herself, she also gave one to Liu Heming. The two Bear Cubs should have gotten one each too, but Liu Heming felt it was a waste, so he made them share one.

Liu Heming had eaten Finger Sweet Potato before, but this time, after eating it, he felt something different.

Last time he ate it, it was just sweet and crunchy. But just now, after taking a bite, he found he didn’t feel thirsty or stuffy at all.

This wasn’t his imagination; it was what he truly felt. This must be a special trait of this Finger Sweet Potato—it could relieve heat and quench thirst.

This was a big discovery. If this Sweet Potato really had such an effect, even if they were small in size, they could sell for a high price.

But he still didn’t dare be too sure. What if his feeling was wrong? He needed to find someone to verify it. Turning his head, he saw Sasha following behind him, “supervising,” so he took a Finger Sweet Potato from Alex’s little pocket and handed it to Sasha.

Sasha hesitated for a moment, then took it from Liu Heming’s hand. Without much thought, she brought it to her mouth and took a bite. After eating that bite, she looked at Liu Heming with a puzzled expression.

“Do you not feel thirsty anymore? And don’t feel the sun is hot now?” Liu Heming tentatively asked.

Sasha nodded, then ate the rest of the Sweet Potato.

“Alex, you’re amazing,” Liu Heming said, kissing his daughter on the cheek.

“Ah, that tickles! I’m going to run away!” The little one, tickled by his stubble, started waving her arms and legs playfully again.

Liu Heming ignored the little one’s dodging and chased after her cheeks to kiss her, making her so ticklish she giggled incessantly.

He was truly happy because he had finally seen a way to make money. That two hundred thousand dollar debt was pressing down on him so hard he could barely breathe. As long as the yield of this Finger Sweet Potato wasn’t too low, he could make a small fortune in the future.