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

Chapter 719 Special Offer to the Royal Family
The melancholy Yang Ye finished the millet porridge in the bowl spoon by spoon, and he was the only one on the dining table.

The huge palace was a little quiet.

Thinking of Qiao Maimai's stubborn look, he only felt that the surroundings became more silent.

It's a bit cold tonight.

He casually took a few bites of other food, but it was tasteless, so he waved his hand and asked someone to remove the things on the table.

Then he stood up and took a few steps to the courtyard.

The moonlight was cold, covering the surroundings with a layer of pale haze.

He stared at the moon with his phoenix eyes for a while, and then couldn't help sighing.

It has been seven years since he left the palace to build a mansion at the age of 15. He used to wash up after meals before going to bed, and occasionally went out to drink with friends. There was an extra layer of melancholy in Bai.

I can't get rid of it, even if I suppress it, it will climb back up without a sound after a while.

Like now.

At this moment, Qiao Xiaomai should be kissing me with Tong Sanlang, the kind of pink bubbles of love, compared with his loneliness at this time, is really tragic.

Really.

I really want to find a little princess!
Pursing his lips, Yang Ye made a decision.

Food can't live up to it, and neither can his good life!

At this time, if there is a well-behaved and lovely little princess who lets him flirt, and can taste delicious food together, then the scene is definitely better than a person like him moaning at the moon and sighing!

After making up his mind, Yang Ye was about to turn around and go back to the room when a maid came over with a small tray on which was a bowl of soybean milk.

"My lord, the soy milk is ready."

Yang Ye looked over, stretched out his hand to pick it up, he was in a bad mood just now and didn't feel full at all.

The soy milk was just out of the pot and was very hot, but because of the heat, a strong fragrance instantly entered the nostrils.

He raised his eyebrows, making up his mind even more.

Enter the palace tomorrow morning!

After making up his mind, Yang Ye quickly fell asleep. The next morning, he didn't even eat breakfast, and hurried into the palace to look for Yang Wenxiao.

He still had a sack in his hand.

He took everything Qiao Mai gave into the palace, Yang Wenxiao half, Yong'an Emperor half.

Of course, the letters to Xiao Yang's guards have already been sent out, and each item is only sent one hundred catties, which is not enough to fit between the teeth!
When he arrived, Yang Wenxiao had just finished his morning exercise and was about to have breakfast. Seeing him coming, he asked him to eat with him.

He asked the guards to carry the sack to the kitchen of Da'an Palace, and then sat down at the dining table with Yang Wenxiao.

First, I talked about the agricultural products that Qiao Maimai sent, Yang Wenxiao nodded, very interested.

He also loves Qiao Mai's craftsmanship, and the fragrance really haunts him.

"How much?" he asked.

"There are only a lot of sweet potatoes, and the others are average."

"Well... you ask her to take out a part for the royal family." Yang Wenxiao said.

"Huh? But there's no guarantee that her quality will be the same next year." Yang Ye said.

"Then ask her to see if the quality can be guaranteed. If possible, a part of the annual output will be reserved for the royal family, and the rest will be handled by her," Yang Wenxiao said.

"Then I'll go back and ask her."

Exclusively for the royal family, this is a great honor for ordinary people.

And this will not only bring glory, but also real money. With the golden coat of the special royal, Qiao Mai will sell these things for sky-high prices...

Thinking about the price quoted by Xiao Yang's guard, Yang Ye nodded heavily. Qiao Mai will really steal money then.

(End of this chapter)