"This candied haws on a stick is delicious. My royal chef is not as good as yours. My sister is a little fairy, she is just better than ordinary people." The little boy gnawed the candied haws on a stick while not forgetting to tease Lu Xiaomi.

of praise.

Lu Xiaomi was silent, watching the little boy show off ten candied haws in just a few minutes, and asked tentatively: "Don't you feel tired of eating like this?"

Although the candied haws ashes she makes are really delicious, you will get tired of eating them all the time.

Even if it’s not greasy, your teeth will be sore, right?!

"No, fortunately, the candied haws you made is moderately sweet and sour, which suits my taste very well. You are indeed a little fairy given to me by God. I saw you buying hawthorns this morning. The hawthorns you bought were made by me.

The servants secretly picked the hawthorns in my yard and sold them. Why don't the imperial chefs taste as good as the ones you cook?" The little boy asked doubtfully, his eyes full of curiosity.

Lu Xiaomi pursed her lips and looked at the little boy with a scrutinizing look in her eyes: "Is this hawthorn from your family?" You didn't say that on purpose just to get close to me, right?!

As soon as the idea came to Lu Xiaomi's mind, the system's voice rang.

[Congratulations to the host for finding a partner for the raw material "Hawthorn". The reward system points are two thousand. Please continue to work hard.]

Lu Xiaomi:......

One second she was thinking that this little boy was trying to trick her, but the next second the system told her that, yes, he belonged to their family. What could she say?

It can only be said that fate plays a trick on people.

"Does your mother know about this?" Lu Xiaomi asked suddenly. It was a bit strange for a child to order his servants to take the family's things and sell them.

But looking at the price of hawthorn, it seems reasonable. After all, who would set the price of hawthorn so low? Isn’t it profitable?

But if you think that the supplier of this hawthorn is a child, everything will be normal.

"My mother knows that I sell hawthorns. She said that if the hawthorns are hung on the tree, they will rot sooner or later. It's better to give me the hawthorns and let me sell them myself," the little boy said.

Lu Xiaomi: I feel like this answer is so extravagant, but when I think about it, she is the only one who knows that hawthorn contains spiritual power.

In other words, she is the only one in the world who knows the extraordinary value of this hawthorn.

An idea popped up in Lu Xiaomi's mind. She pulled the little boy and whispered: "Sell me the hawthorns from now on. I think your servant is selling them at one copper coin per pound.

If you sell your hawthorns, you can only receive one copper coin. You might as well sell them all to me, and sell them to me every year in the future. I will buy your hawthorns at the price of five copper coins per catty. This price is the same every year.

How about it."

"Well, I don't really understand these things. I will go back and talk to my mother then. If she agrees, I will do what you say." The little boy touched his nose and suddenly felt that what he said was too pretentious and a bit petty.

, so he waved his hand and said domineeringly: "It's just all the hawthorns of one tree. I'll give them all to you. If you like it, I can plant a few more hawthorn trees like this in my yard. Then they will all

When they bloom and bear fruit, I will send them to you, every year, without any money from you."

Lu Xiaomi looked at the little boy's face and tried hard to restrain her urge to laugh, but in the end she couldn't restrain herself and started laughing without turning her head.

The more I laugh, the harder I can stop laughing. I can only cough to cover up the sound of laughter.

I have to say that this time she was really stimulated by the little boy's tycoon remarks. It was really funny.

On the other side, Jiang Chen, who listened to their whispers all the way, raised his hand and gave the little boy a punch and said: "It's really a day and night defense. It's hard to guard against house thieves. Does your mother know that you can do this to please girls?

? You should ask your mother about the hawthorn."

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Mo Yun held a bamboo stick in his mouth and looked at the vast fields in the distance.

It's September now, the autumn sowing season for garlic, and farmers are busy loosening the soil, sowing seeds, and fertilizing.

Soon these sown garlic heads will grow green garlic seedlings

When these garlic seedlings grow stronger, they can be cut and sold. This is also the first pot of gold in growing garlic.

Wait until next May, when the roots of the garlic seedlings have swelled due to weather conditions, they can be dug out and sold.

Usually garlic sown in autumn will be particularly plump.

But at this time, they were still sowing seeds. On the large fields, there were only sweaty farmers holding baskets and digging soil one hole at a time to sow seeds.

"It's rare. This is the first time I see you coming from my family's planting farm." Mo Yu admired Mo Yun as if he had seen a once-in-a-thousand-year spectacle when he saw Mo Yun in the back mountain.

"Is this my first time here? I may come every day in the future."

"Are you shocked by this scene? There are hundreds of farmers working hard on a mountain. Do you feel that you were too stupid to waste money in the past? You finally understand that growing garlic requires hard work, and you need to start a new life.

"Mo Yu joked.

Mo Yun rubbed his nose and said, "I was really shocked."

But what shocked him was not the spectacular picture of farmers sowing seeds, but the vigorous spiritual power of the back hill that made people gasp in surprise.

Who would have thought that this inconspicuous mountain behind Mojiazhuang actually hides a rare spiritual vein.

This kind of spiritual vein has dried up in the world where Mo Yun originally lived, but here this rare spiritual vein has just appeared a few years ago, and its lifespan is still very long.

After Mo Yun learned that there was such a spiritual vein here, he looked at the mountain again, and his eyes were different. This was a veritable Feng Shui treasure land.

What doesn’t smell good? Plant garlic.

"Sister, look at our family with such a large field and so many farmers. Why don't you plant something special? Don't plant garlic? It's too earthy. Plant something else." Mo Yun said these words.

The intention was to persuade Mo Yu to try planting something else on this mountain, maybe there would be unexpected surprises.

But in Mo Yu's ears, these words had another meaning, "Mo Yun, I always thought you had changed. After being in prison, you became better. Now that I have discovered that I was wrong, you are still the same as before."

It's annoying." Mo Yu said and turned around to leave.

Mo Yun was stunned on the spot before he realized what he was doing. He stood up and immediately caught up with Mo Yu and said with a bitter smile: "Sister, you misunderstood me. No, I didn't explain it clearly just now. Hey, sister, don't walk so fast. I can't follow you."

I’m going to fuck you.”

In short, Mo Yun did not convince Mo Yu in the end, but instead cleared the favorability points he had finally gained from Mo Yu.

In the middle of the night, he transformed into his original self and slipped into the back hill of Mojiazhuang.

There was no one around at this time, only some cauliflower snakes running around. He threw these unintelligent snake juniors to another hill, then found a comfortable place to lie down, and sighed, "I always get into trouble wherever I go."

Is it annoying?"
Chapter completed!