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

Chapter 789 If Miracles Have Color

Tong Sanlang naturally had no objection to this.

It's just that it's too far away from Xiezi County, so it's not easy to trust someone.

"Ask Xiao Yang's guard then." He said.

So Qiao Mai began to talk about the mooncake fillings.

To be honest, this batch of mooncakes did not achieve the effect she expected. According to her idea, all the raw materials for making mooncakes should be irrigated with water from her spiritual spring.

But in fact, all kinds of raw materials have not been irrigated with spiritual spring water.

Her spirit spring water was used up when kneading the noodles and cooking the stuffing, but it didn't use much in other places like fresh meat stuffing.

So, although others are talking about how delicious the mooncake is, in her opinion, it is not enough, far from enough.

Can only wait for next year.

"By the way, you heard Uncle Fan's three disciplines and eight points of attention the other day, did you... remember something?" Tong Sanlang suddenly remembered this.

The past few days were too busy, Qiao Mai fell asleep every night, and he didn't have a chance to ask.

Now that the work is over, he wants to ask.

"This, it reminds me of my hometown." Qiao Xiaomai didn't hide it.

She broke free from Tong Sanlang's arms and lay on her side with her head propped on one arm, with a serious look on her small face, "This military rule is quite famous in our place. became a song."

She hummed softly as she said, "Every revolutionary soldier must keep in mind the three major disciplines and eight points of attention..."

To be honest, she has forgotten the lyrics, but she still remembers the melody and lyrics of the first two lines.

After humming these two sentences, she lowered her eyes and couldn't help sighing, "Using this as a criterion, the army of my Celestial Dynasty has created countless miracles."

"Now the Supreme Emperor regards this as the military regulations and disciplines of Daqi's army. It seems that your little third great-grandmother gave him a lot of advice. It's not unreasonable for him to miss your little third great-grandmother."

Tong Sanlang looked at her with black eyes, pursed his lips, and he stretched out his hand to hold her left hand, "Since you can't go back, then live a good life here, there is your hometown, here is where you want to stay forever s home."

"I know, so it's a little sad. When I went to the shopkeeper Huyouhe of Jiweiju a few days ago, I said that I looked up at the bright moon and looked down at my hometown..."

She told the story of fooling shopkeeper He that day, and Tong Sanlang's head was full of black lines when she heard it.

"It's not my poem, how can it be put on me? Wouldn't I become a deceitful person? Besides, it's not fair to the great poet who will appear later." Tong Sanlang said helplessly.

"Didn't I just say that casually to fool shopkeeper Youhe? It's okay, it's just nonsense, no one will know."

To be honest, when she first sold the recipe of jelly and vermicelli, she was a little guilty, so she didn't ask for a high price, because she didn't invent it, and what she took advantage of was the big information age of later generations.

But now that Fang Zi has sold a lot, she no longer feels guilty.

Say hello to Yang Ye at that time, and ask the historian not to write her name when writing these things, just say that this is the crystallization of the wisdom of the working people.

"It's okay, don't worry." Knowing that Tong Sanlang valued fame, Qiao Xiaomai leaned over and snuggled into his arms.

"Okay, go to bed, it's late." She wrapped her hands and feet around Tong Sanlang's body, and soon there was a snoring sound.

Seeing this, Tong Sanlang smiled helplessly, hugged her tightly, and fell into a deep sleep.

(End of this chapter)