Pastoral Trifles: The Poor Girl Turns Over

Chapter 657
Seeing the running and making troubles left the village unknowingly, Cheng Huan stopped talking in a muffled voice, and Song Fanhua circled around Cheng Huan, blocking her way, "Huan'er, tell me, what do you mean?" ?!"

"Hmph!" Cheng Huan was angry, Song Fanhua turned around and continued to walk forward, Cheng Huan hurriedly chased after him, playing non-stop.

Seeing that they were on the edge of the field ridge, the two stopped playing. From a distance, the place not far from the foot of the mountain, which was originally a wasteland, was actually planted with tea seedlings, about 30 mu.
Song Fanhua's face naturally calmed down, and he took Cheng Huan's hand and walked along the field ridge.

"I really want to see how the tea harvest will be in three years' time!" Song Fanhua said softly. He had no experience. The tea seedlings were planted after autumn, and he only relied on his experience in Haodong Kingdom to manage them. Although he had learned a lot, Song Fanhua I also know that there are still many shortcomings.

The environmental conditions in Hongtu Village are different from those there. Although the people there say that the improved red soil is more suitable for the growth of tea, although the winter in Hongtu Village is not extremely cold, it will snow and freeze. Can these young seedlings resist the cold? Han, to survive the coldest month, he didn't know what to do.

Cheng Huan saw that he looked at the tea seedlings and frowned, and his face was not as energetic as before, so he asked uneasily, "Brother Fanhua, what are you worried about? Is it because of money?"

Song Fanhua glanced sideways at Cheng Huan, and shook his head gently, "The tea seedlings have been planted now, and although the daily maintenance also requires a lot of money, I still have the money, but it's the first time I planted it, and I don't have much experience, so Some worry that I will not do well!"

"It's okay, Fanhua, you can do it!" Cheng Huan put on a cheering gesture, cheering for Song Fanhua. Although Song Fanhua didn't understand, he accepted Cheng Huan's heart, "Huaner, can you help me?" Me? I need you!"

Looking at the tea seedlings all over the mountain, Cheng Huan didn't expect to mix with Song Fanhua in a pot for dinner after returning. Seeing that Song Fanhua was like this, he immediately nodded reluctantly, and Song Fanhua embraced her happily.

"Huan'er, thank you very much!" Song Fanhua said gratefully, and Cheng Huan smiled.

Song Fanhua took Cheng Huan's hand and continued to walk forward, explaining to Cheng Huan as he walked: "This used to be a wasteland that was not reclaimed in our village. After you came to Beijing, I will use your family's method of improving the land to improve the soil quality. At that time, I planted the Hao tea seedlings purchased from Hao Dongguo, covering an area of ​​more than 20 acres. Huaner, you are looking at the opposite side. Jasmine was planted there before, and now the jasmine tea sold in the capital is all Planted from this land, the price is very high because of the limited amount of planting. However, the guests in the capital are all rich people, so there is no need to worry about sales. Now I use the jasmine over there to feed the tea seedlings here. Didn’t you see In the month when the jasmine is in full bloom, the golden yellow and ivory white flowers can't be seen at a glance, and the breeze blows the fragrance, which is really intoxicating."

Standing on the ridge of the field, Cheng Huan gently closed his eyes, imagining the golden color in his mind, and smiled, "It's so beautiful when you think about it!"

"Yes!" Song Fanhua also agreed, thinking that next year he must show Cheng Huan that beautiful scene.

"Brother Fanhua, you have worked hard this year, you have to learn how to grow tea and manage these scented teas, and you also secretly help the ten princes, right?"

(End of this chapter)