The heroine of Kuai Chuan Zhi's family only farms

Chapter 332 [331] Delicious Fisherman 182 (1 more)
"The first level? So, there is a second level and a third level?"

Yan Qing smiled and said nothing: "Although I am not the heir, I am still the emperor's canonized king. If the prediction is good, you may have to suffer in the future."

"Learn the rules?" Xiao Yu's words made Yan Qing raise his eyebrows: "Hey, you still have some self-knowledge."

"Learn the rules and etiquette, you should." In fact, she was curious about the ancient rules long before coming to the capital. If someone taught her, she would find a teacher. Besides, the people sent by the queen should be all After professional training, she didn't learn etiquette to be able to cope with her future identity, but felt that if she came to ancient times, if she didn't learn anything, wouldn't she be wasting her good youth?

In addition to rules and etiquette, she also wants to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in the future. It is said that the married life of ancient women is boring. Shouldn't she plan ahead?
Moreover, the life before and after marriage is quite different. Now she can run around the streets, but she is not allowed after marriage.

Xiaoyu thinks a little too much, because she is quite yearning for ancient times, if Yanqing knows that she is planning their married life, will she laugh at her?

Her non-resistance made him secretly relieved: "I thought you were not willing to learn."

"Will it embarrass you if you don't learn?" Her sly eyes made him dumbfounded: "No, it's not that you don't know our background?"

Xiao Yu pouted tenaciously: "Tch, when I performed fruit carving in the palace, didn't everyone just stare blankly? This is called specialization in art. They are good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and I am good at cooking, ah, Just because of their low status, they look down on people, and if they have the ability, they don't eat,"

Yan Qing rubbed the center of his brows: "Aren't you a little forceful?"

"Yeah, I got it, why don't you talk about it? I just study hard, and I'm sure I won't embarrass you."

The corner of Yan Qing's lips twitched, "So, you agree to marry me?"

Xiao Yu rolled his eyes at him, "I've seen your parents, and it's up to you whether to marry or not?"

In a society where imperial power is paramount, she was lucky to find a prince. She had reason to suspect that the ancestors of the Shen family had accumulated virtue.

After sending Xiaoyu back to the noodle shop, Yanqing went to the porcelain factory to order bottles for her, while Xiaoyu went back to the study and hurriedly sorted her bottles and cans.

Now the noodle restaurant has developed steadily under the leadership of Yaya, Yuanbao, and Fubao. There are also a lot of skin care products sold upstairs.

Now it's late autumn, and the Chinese New Year will be one month away. After the cold weather, the business of the noodle restaurant will be even better. Because it is not close to the fishing village, it is inconvenient to buy seafood, and it is also inconvenient to make fish balls, so she gave up this business. Business, adding limited ingredients to the development on the opposite side.

The donkey in the farm is used to grind and make tofu. After the workers are free, she lets them make tofu skin, dried tofu, and tofu. In addition, she will ferment some rotten milk. Stinky tofu, basically produce can be consumed daily by their store.

In the morning, sometimes two barrels of tofu nao, one sweet and one salty, would be shipped over, and they would be sold out every time. This is the amount that is sold for a small business, but can’t it accumulate?

No, the maocai can’t be sold, the fermented stinky tofu has been shipped over, I’m afraid no one will eat it, so I decided to try it for free for the first three days...

(End of this chapter)