"White potatoes grow underground, and sandy soil means loose ground. The ventilation is good, so it's easy for water to circulate.
"There is also a large temperature difference in sandy soil, so many pests would not survive." Zhou Ying replied.
"I really didn't know you were this knowledgeable at farming."
"I've heard about it from the old farmers. You can liken white sweet potatoes to peanuts. Peanuts are also suitable to plant in sandy soil."
"I see." Zhou Huaiming nodded thoughtfully.
After chatting for a while, Zhou Ying and her husband went home.
Because the second courtyard was full of men, Zhou Ying was really uncomfortable living there alone.
At night, Gu Chengrui butchered a sheep in the interspace. After splitting it up, he sent out the gifts to each family the following day.