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

Chapter 1425 Jealous
Just do what you say, Qiao Xiaomai immediately said to Haifeng, "You did a great job! I will tell His Royal Highness King Wei to reward you for your merit."

"Rewards for merit?" Haifeng was surprised. Didn't he just give Qiao Xiaomai a small boat, and it was worth Yang Ye's credit for him?

"Because this can make the villagers rich!" Qiao Maimai explained her thoughts to Haifeng with bright eyes, and finally said, "I was worried, but you sent such a great idea, it's amazing!"

Haifeng looked at Qiao Mai's face full of joy and his eyes that were too bright, he said a little embarrassedly, "I was just thinking about it."

"Thinking blindly is better than thinking seriously!" Qiao Xiaomai praised again.

Haifeng stretched out his hand and scratched his head, "Then shall I tell the villagers now?"

"Okay, I'll walk through several nearby villages, thank you for your hard work!"

"It's not hard, it's not hard." Haifeng pursed her lips, her cheeks were a little red.

He exited the tent and called a few soldiers to rush to a nearby village. When Tong Sanlang came over, he happened to see him appearing ashamed as he walked out of the tent.

Tong Sanlang was startled, and stepped into the tent.

Inside the camp, Qiao Mai was playing with the shell boat.

The sea breeze was just a whim. The boat was not exquisitely made, and the colors of the shells were different. It was very messy to mix and match several colors together.

Qiao Xiaomai looked up, saw Tong Sanlang coming in, and said, "Go, go find Yang Ye."

Tong Sanlang glanced at the boat in her hand, he understood, but after hesitating for a moment, he still said, "Haifeng, he likes you, can you pay attention to your words and deeds?"

Hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai raised his eyelids to glance at him, and snorted coldly, "You can find someone if you want."

After saying this, she stepped out of the tent.

Tong Sanlang stared at her back, raised his hand and rubbed the uncomfortable chest that seemed to be pressed by a big stone.

He took several deep breaths, and only followed after his breathing became easier.

Yang Ye's tent.

Qiao Maimai came to Yang Ye to ask Yang Ye to draw some patterns. There are many handicrafts that can be made from shells, all kinds of animals, and various utensils, all of which need patterns.

Only with the pattern can it be handed over to the craftsman, and it is necessary to pay attention to the color matching. Too messy colors will affect the look and feel.

Good at painting, good at color matching and have a certain appreciation ability, this job is most suitable for Yang Ye and Tong Sanlang.

Yang Ye heard Qiao Xiaomai talk about the idea of ​​shell handicrafts, and his phoenix eyes immediately became bright. He couldn't help but patted the table, "Enjoy the sea breeze and a thousand taels of gold!"

"There is also marriage, he is not young, it is time to point him to a girl from a good family." Tong Sanlang, who had been silent all this time, said suddenly.

Yang Ye was taken aback for a moment, and then he burst out laughing. He laughed without image, and even slapped the table while laughing, even tears streaming down his face, "Oh, I said Tong Sanlang, do you want to be so narrow-minded?"

"And he is the harem chosen by Grandpa Huang himself for Qiao Mai. Only when Qiao Mai doesn't want him can he get married."

After hearing this, Tong Sanlang's expression remained unchanged. He glanced at Qiao Maimai and said nothing.

Qiao Xiaomai stared at Yang Ye blankly, "My lord, it's important to get down to business."

"It was Tong Sanlang who said the unserious things first."

"He said and you just said it? You, a royal prince, followed him, a bumpkin in the mountains?" Qiao Maimai said coldly.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Yang Ye finally stopped laughing after hearing this.

This is a bit cruel to ridicule.

Look at Qiao Mai's stubborn temper, it's hard to find in this world!
(End of this chapter)