Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 754 Experimental Field (1)
Qingli said that Erni was in the capital with her second sister Qing Qiang, and when it came to Lin Fengche's troubles, she only said that she was practicing martial arts with her third brother, never mentioning killing enemies on the battlefield.

"Miss Si, you've been away for many years, and we haven't eaten all the fish in the pond in our backyard. Later, when the old woman went to catch them, they all grew to more than ten catties. You really have become fine!"

In the pond, Qingli dropped many big fish in the space back then, and filled it with spiritual spring water, fearing that those fish would not survive for too long, and the result was the same when they were removed.

"The old servant has prepared crystal elbows, studied them with Erni, and made improvements, why don't you make some special dishes, they are all ready-made!"

Aunt Zhang waits for Qingli to return every day, and dare not start dinner too early. She has all vegetables, melons and fruits at home, and has learned a few snacks over the years, just waiting for Miss Si to come back. In the past, Miss Si ate the most dishes, and they were delicious , which gave her a sense of accomplishment, and she always wanted to make delicious food in different ways.

"For so many years, I have also thought about my mother's craftsmanship in Kyoto."

Qingli nodded, and let the carriage go to the backyard. Mai Dong, Mai Ya, and Nanny Yu helped organize the hairpin rings and jewelry. Qingli didn't bring a few sets of dresses when she came back this time. , and gifts for the folks in the village.

While the three of them were tidying up, Qingli entered her room. It was still the same as before, but there was an extra exquisitely embroidered screen, which was embroidered by Aunt Zhang. She had bad eyesight, so it took a lot of time to embroider such a screen It took over two years to complete.

Qing Li stroked the embroidery on it, every stitch was Aunt Zhang's hard work, she seemed to be able to think of Aunt Zhang embroidering under the oil lamp, and her heart felt hot.Malt has adjusted the position of the furniture in the house, and replaced the silk quilts and tents with new ones. Although they are not as fine as those in Kyoto, they should be the best products here in Beidi.

Under the window, there is a small table. Inside the porcelain vase is a bouquet of wild flowers, which should be picked by this girl on the way back to the village. There is no fragrance, and white, lavender, and yellow are mixed together, which has a messy beauty. .

There is a portrait hanging in the study room at home. The portrait was painted by a painter for a lot of money on the day when Lantern Festival was taken into captivity. At that time, she was still a small person with an immature face. Compared with the portrait, she almost couldn’t recognize herself now.

A ray of sunlight shone into the inner room, Qingli opened her eyes, stared at the gauze curtain embroidered with Dielian flowers, covered her mouth gracefully and yawned, she has been in Xiaofeng County town for a few days, and she can sleep every day When she wakes up naturally, Nanny Yu is also savvy, she won't mention any more etiquette and rules, but she has laid a good foundation in the capital for more than four years, Qingli's every move reveals the temperament of a lady.

As she thought, the business of several shops in the town is pretty good, but the snack shops have been slow to produce new ones for so many years, but because of their low prices, they are still loved by the people of Fengyang, and they like to go there when there are happy events at home. Going to the shop to make an appointment is more trouble-free than finding someone to do it yourself.

Back then, Fushun, a servant wearing a patched shirt, has become the big shopkeeper of the family shop, and is highly regarded by his parents. He remembered that when they met two days ago, the corners of Qing Li's mouth curled up. Kneeling down and kowtowing in front of her, calling Miss directly, her eyes filled with enthusiasm. Grandpa Fushun also ran into the shop and kowtowed when she heard that she had returned from Kyoto. their family.

For more than four years, no one has stayed in the same place. Fushun's family has also moved from the dilapidated small courtyard to a large tile-roofed house with green bricks, married a wife, had a baby, and lived a happy life, but he has not forgotten his roots. However, there are many restaurants in the town who have taken a fancy to his ability and used high sums of money as a temptation to poach people, but he remains indifferent.

In the past few days, Qingli has inspected her family's shops and checked the books. The most important thing at the moment is to bring forth the new. She hasn't thought of new varieties yet, so she added the cold noodle business in Kyoto. It seems to be doing well now.

In order to reward the shopkeepers for their years of hard work, Qingli gave everyone some specialties from Kyoto. Each person had a pack of seafood. Everyone was so happy that they couldn’t help but call the owner’s kindness. It’s not a matter of money. Bringing it back, just this kind of intention is full, and everyone cheers themselves up in their hearts, they must work hard, and they can't be ashamed of the boss.

There are still two days before the Hungry Ghost Festival in the seventh month of the lunar calendar. Qingli is going to take Madam Yu and Maiya Maidong back to the village. After the seedlings emerged, he had no experience in cultivating this kind of melon and fruit. He bought a book, but he didn't know a few big characters and couldn't read it. Mo Qingju could read, but the above was too professional. The two of them studied it for a day or two. , I didn't understand the meaning, so I asked Qingli to work together. If it can be successfully planted on a large scale, and the family has more income, the people in the Northland can also eat an extra variety of melons and fruits.

People in the village are not open-minded enough. They always think that growing food is the right way. Those medicinal materials, melons and fruits can’t fill their stomachs, but they ignore their value. Farmers don't understand and don't know how to take care of them, so they can't survive. Everyone is so focused on food that they don't have time to study this.

Qingli herself is not an agricultural expert, but the seeds provided this time are produced by Space. I believe there will be no problem in survival. If there are some problems during the period, they can be diluted with Lingquan water. When the melons bear fruit again, the genes have been improved, and they will be able to grow. Adapt to the climate in the north.

In essence, the farmers’ ideas are correct. They all rely on the sky to eat, and they don’t panic if they have food in their families. Due to climate restrictions, rice and wheat are ripe once a year. If they can develop high-yielding or cold-resistant rice with a short maturity Planting, that is a big practical matter for farmers in the Northland.

"Miss, are we going back to the village today?"

After the malt washed properly, she walked into the inner room softly, saw her young lady opened her eyes, and asked aloud, "Aunt Zhang has finished breakfast, and went out with Nanny Yu, saying that the Ghost Festival is coming, You have to prepare joss sticks and paper money."

"Well, Mrs. Zhang is still thoughtful."

Qingli just remembered that before leaving, she promised Li Moxuan that she would go to Aunt Li's grave to worship on that day.You can't break your trust in this matter, not only incense candles, melon and fruit cakes, water and wine, but also must be prepared.

After breakfast, the four masters and servants of Qingli boarded the carriage and arrived at the village in just over two quarters of an hour. I remember that my father wrote a letter saying that he had donated some money to the clan, and the clan organized road repairs. Now the villagers have arrived There is no need to walk on small roads in the town, and there is no need to walk in the dark at night in the wilderness. In summer, you are worried about snakes. My family village, and several neighboring villages benefited from it. Later, they all came up to help spontaneously, and no one mentioned the matter of wages.

Just entering the entrance of Mojia Village, it was still a small grocery store. Qingli still remembers that he used to buy maltose sticky teeth with a copper plate in his house. Houses, thatched huts, have also become rich in the past few years, and brick houses have been built. The village is very different.

(End of this chapter)