Exiled to Lingnan, the Crown Prince's wife raises children, cultivates the land, and leads the

"Can you find it?"

Cheng Qiqi's eyes were filled with suspicion. He wasn't the prince's bodyguard, yet he was quite capable in this place.

"able."

Black Soil nodded affirmatively.

"Okay, here are the blueprints. Please ask your craftsman to make it for me."

Cheng Qiqi handed over the drawings she had made and said, "Could you help me ask about the prices of copper pots, iron pots, and earthenware pots, and see which one is reasonably priced?"

"The specifics are like this..."

Cheng Qiqi tried her best to explain what she needed: a pot for boiling water, a place to put the flowers, steam passing over the flowers and then condensing into flower dew, and finally, a drain tube...

Cheng Qiqi explained each step in great detail. After all, if even one step is not done well, all the money spent may be wasted!

Do you understand what I mean?

Cheng Qiqi looked up and saw a pair of dark, inky eyes. Only then did she realize that the two of them were... quite close.

She took a step back and glanced at his eyes. How could a man have such long eyelashes?

Well?

Long, curled eyelashes, just like her An'an's!

"I understand."

Jin Mozhi looked at her retreating, wary gaze, and repeated what she wanted word for word in her own words!

"Yes, that's right, that's exactly it!"

Cheng Qiqi smiled and nodded, looking into his eyes, and strangely felt that his eyes were very similar to her daughter's eyes.

No, no.

Cheng Qiqi dismissed this absurd idea. It must be because An'an has been clinging to Uncle Beard too much lately, mentioning her father from time to time, which has caused all sorts of messy thoughts to come to her head.

"Then I'll have someone do it."

Jin Mozhi held the blueprints; the handwriting wasn't very good, and the drawings were quite rough, but she explained them in great detail.

Cheng Qiqi wanted to pick jasmine flowers with morning dew on them, so she couldn't wait and took the women of the Jin family with her to pick flowers.

Jin Mozhi carefully folded the blueprint, and a faint jasmine scent wafted into his nostrils. He watched Cheng Qiqi's departing figure and pondered deeply. It seemed that there was still much he didn't know about his wife from the countryside!

For example, tools for steaming flower dew.

For example, how we repaired the irrigation canals and fertilized the soil yesterday...

"So many flowers! Flowers that have been touched by floral dew—the resulting floral dew must be even better!"

Cheng Qiqi had no idea what Jin Mozhi was thinking. She was frantically picking flowers that were still covered in dew as dawn broke.

Besides Shenglan, who was pregnant, the other women, including Jin Yun and Jin Sui'an, also came to pick flowers.

Jin Sui'an rubbed his eyes, yawning as he picked flowers, much to Cheng Qiqi's dismay.

Her daughter just felt sorry for her, so she came over to help her with chores as soon as she woke up!

When it was time to start work at the sugar mill, Cheng Qiqi led everyone to continue making oyster sauce.

The sugarcane is all done, but there are still oysters left. I'll take advantage of this last bit to make oyster sauce and a lot of dried oyster sauce.

Time always flies when you're busy.

"Young Madam, the items have been ordered and delivered."

Jin Mozhi brought back the copper kettle with the tin lid that had been customized for steaming flower dew.

"Wow!"

"This is exactly what I wanted!"

Cheng Qiqi was incredibly excited as she looked at the steamed flower dew machine she had finished making. Over the past few days, she had been slowly figuring things out, and the flower dew she produced was getting better and better.

However, whether it's the bamboo tube for guiding the water or the way it's used for heating, it's not as good as a copper kettle made by hand.

"Black Soil, you're amazing!"

Cheng Qiqi looked at the details of each year with delight, and they all seemed to be better than she had imagined.

Seeing her excited expression, Jin Mozhi casually probed, "The craftsman said he had never seen such an exquisite and uniquely shaped bronze pot before, and the tin lid was also something he had never seen before."

"..."

Cheng Qiqi's excited gaze paused for a moment, then she gently stroked the copper kettle, looked up at Hei Tu, and said, "Of course it's because it's a family heirloom. If my family weren't poor, I wouldn't have taken it out!"

"By the way, you didn't let the foreman take the blueprints, did you?"

Cheng Qiqi retorted. She knew very well that Hei Tu was testing her, but she wasn't afraid at all. She was Cheng Qiqi. The original owner's parents were dead, and the villagers... After so many years, even if her personality had changed, what was so strange about it?

"These blueprints are a family heirloom; I can't tell anyone about them."

Cheng Qiqi spoke calmly, without the slightest hint of panic.

"No, I got the blueprints back, and after it was finished, I even paid hush money."

Jin Mozhi answered, thinking: Maybe he's overthinking it?

The Cheng family... perhaps they are hidden masters?

"How much is it? I'll give it to you."

Cheng Qiqi followed up on the topic and started giving Jin Mozhi money from her money bag.

"Need not."

Jin Mozhi refused, saying, "The young master is my savior, I will not accept money."

"The prince only saved your life, he didn't take your money."

Cheng Qiqi handed over every single coin, even adding a few dozen coins as a tip for her trouble.

Jin Mozhi held the heavy copper coin, looking at Cheng Qiqi, who was clearly separated from him, feeling both helpless and... complicated.

Cheng Qiqi couldn't wait to take the flowers she had just picked that morning and try to make flower dew using a copper kettle.

She was so excited that she didn't notice the stick under her feet and tripped over it.

"careful."

A deep voice sounded in her ear, and the next moment, a strong arm appeared around her waist, supporting her steadily.

Cheng Qiqi, who almost fell flat on her face, grabbed Hei Tu's clothes. Through the clothes, she could almost feel his well-developed muscles and his hot hands.

Cheng Qiqi looked up and met his deep eyes. When his gaze fell on the big beard, Cheng Qiqi exclaimed and pushed Hei Tu away!

Cheng Qiqi stumbled backward, grabbing the stove for support before regaining her balance. She glanced at Hei Tu and said, "Thank you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Cheng Qiqi took the flowers and started steaming them to make flower dew, as if the situation just now was completely an accident.

Jin Mozhi gave her a deep look, then turned and left.

call.

Cheng Qiqi breathed a huge sigh of relief, patting her chest, which had been startled, and said, "He's just a eunuch, a guard at that. Maybe he's a die-hard fan of the young master?"

Even she, the Crown Prince's wife who has almost no presence, is being protected like this?

Cheng Qiqi shook off the thought and focused on steaming the flower dew. Sure enough, two hours later, the congratulations steamed in the new copper pot had a stronger aroma and more flower dew, yielding a small half bowl!

Cheng Qiqi glanced at the pile of flowers. If she worked hard, she could make a lot of money from flower dew, right?

With this idea in mind, Cheng Qiqi was so excited that she went to discuss it with Zhongyong Hou and got the villagers involved!

It's not that Cheng Qiqi doesn't want to go it alone, but their current status makes it unsuitable for them to do so!

Besides, if they pick a few flowers from the hillsides, they can say they like them, but if they want to do something big, they can't hide it from the villagers.

"Since we're all in the same boat, let's tie ourselves even tighter."

Marquis Zhongyong shared the same idea as Cheng Qiqi.

Cheng Qiqi understood. Before leaving, she asked, "Dad, is Heitu trustworthy?"