The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 1017 Be Careful
The weather was getting hotter, and the sun hanging in the sky was no longer a decoration. In the middle of the first month, all the vegetables Qiao Mai had grown were eaten.

As a last resort, she really dug up wild vegetables.

The wild vegetables grow on the soil slope next to it. Since Tong Sanlang said that, she really went to water it with spiritual spring water every two days, and watered it for a month, and it really came in handy.

Wild vegetables were prepared, thick milk tea was boiled, the last sheep was tied up, and there were pastries for the two-carriage. Finally, Tong Sanlang put his completed manuscript on it.

Since you want to flatter, Yang Wenxiao must have a look at this manuscript. Yang Wenxiao nodded, and then he can start the storytelling project in Jiweiju.

Three carriages rushed to the capital day and night along the spacious official road.

Royal Palace.

Yang Wenxiao stood in front of the carriage, looked at the three carriages full of things, nodded with satisfaction, and he personally carried a milk tea jar into the hall.

He never found out which link went wrong. These days, he ate less and less.

Except for the pasta and vegetables that Qiao Mai sent, he only asked the imperial dining room to make some sweet soup with simple ingredients.The simpler the material, the less likely it is to add things to it.

And he often called Yang Hao over and asked Yang Hao to eat with him.

What reassures him is that Yang Hao's taste has not changed during this month.

This shows that Yang Hao has not been affected.

Putting the milk tea jar on the table, he opened the mud seal on the outside, and a strong milky fragrance came to his face immediately.

He nodded in satisfaction, called the maid, and asked her to bring the milk tea clay pot to the small kitchen to heat it up, and steamed a few custard buns, then he rode his bicycle to Daming Palace himself.

In the Daming Palace, Emperor Yong'an and Yang Hao were reading the memorial and dealing with government affairs. Yang Wenxiao came over to give them afternoon tea in person. Emperor Yong'an was worried and Yang Hao was happy.

Emperor Yong'an felt more and more that Qiao Mai's food was not as good as the Imperial Dining Room, but Yang Wenxiao always forced him to taste it together, and he always felt like chewing wax when he ate it.

Yang Hao’s joy comes from the bottom of his heart. His taste has not changed. Although the food in the imperial dining room is delicious, it is definitely not as good as that made by Qiao Mai. please him.

Emperor Yong'an drank the milk tea slowly, and in order to prevent Yang Wenxiao from asking him how it tasted, he took the initiative to ask, "Father, when will the bikes be sold?"

When Tong Sanlang made the bicycle, Yang Wenxiao sent him a letter. After receiving the letter, he immediately ordered the craftsmen to start making it. By now, there are [-] bicycles in stock.

"I think it's tomorrow. You will release the news in the court tomorrow." Yang Wenxiao said.

This time he is not targeting wealthy businessmen, but aristocratic families, so he can't sell them directly at the gate of the palace like selling tricycles on a first-come, first-served basis.

An 880 eight taels can make these people bleed again.

"Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, that's fine." Emperor Yong'an nodded and said, "Do you want to go out of the palace to enjoy the lanterns tomorrow? The empress ordered someone to make a carriage, and she wants to go out of the palace tomorrow."

In order to please Emperor Yong'an and Yao Xian, Jiweiju specially made dragon and phoenix sleighs. During the Chinese New Year, it happened to be snowing heavily. Emperor Yong'an and Yao Xian rode the sleighs of dragon and phoenix around the capital. The ears were full of exclamations, and the eyes were full of astonished faces, which greatly satisfied Yao Xian's vanity.

(End of this chapter)