Chapter 509: life saving grace
"It's okay, I've planted so many, it's not too late for the plate at noon." Su Yongqing bent down to squeeze the buds: "Is that so?"
Yang Lan'er quickly stopped: "Oh, hey, it's not enough for you to pinch these buds between your teeth."
Only pinching the buds on the tip is not picking tea leaves!
"This section is very tender, just pinch a bundle like this." Yang Lan'er demonstrated.
Several people squeezed a bundle and didn't do it again. Everyone just tasted it, after all, it was a seedling.
Several people ate very satisfied at noon, Su Yongqing said with emotion: "I didn't expect that the whole body of sweet potatoes is a treasure, and the stir-fried vegetables are so crisp and refreshing, and a little sweet."
"Sweet potato vines are still good feed for livestock." Yang Lan'er glanced at him: "I like to eat pigs, cattle, sheep, and horse chickens."
"Well, I've made a note of it. I'll write a memorial after the next harvest and add all of these." Seeing Yang Lan'er staring at him for a moment, Su Yongqing was stunned for a while, and then realized: "Tell the villagers below, Let them raise a few more livestock at home."
After finishing speaking, seeing that Yang Lan'er was not staring at him, he let out a sigh of relief.
After lunch, several people headed to the county seat.
"Ma'am, there are a lot of bamboo shoots on the side of the road. Shall we take some back for tonight's fried meat?" Xiao Ruo yelled while lying on the side of the car window and pointing at the roadside.
"Oh..." Yang Lan'er responded lightly, and Xiao Jiu had already stopped the carriage.
Xiao Ruo excitedly said: "Madam, maybe there are mushrooms in the woods."
Yang Lan'er jumped off the carriage, mushrooms are possible.
"What's the matter? Is it delicious?" Su Yongqing asked.
He had eaten bamboo shoots before, but he didn't know what bamboo shoots looked like.
"Well, it tastes good." Yang Lan'er replied ambiguously. After all, personal tastes are different, and she didn't know if he would like this taste.
"Xiao Jiu, in our farm, we can let people dry more dried bamboo shoots and mushrooms, and then we can take some to the border."
Food is even scarcer in winter at Bianguan, so she can prepare more dry goods before leaving.
"No, I will talk to the housekeeper about it when I get back today, and ask him to prepare more, and our restaurant can also be used." Xiao Jiu replied while bowing his head while pulling bamboo shoots.
By the time the few people returned to the county seat, the sun had already set.
Think of what happened today.
Early the next morning, Yang Lan'er sent Xiao Ruo to the Su Mansion, asking her to go quietly to Mrs. Su, and tell her what they discovered yesterday, so that she would be mentally prepared.
She believed that Mrs. Su had been in charge of the Su Mansion for many years, so she would definitely think of a perfect plan to deal with the little concubine. What's more, this time she handed over such a sharp knife, it's none of her business whether Mrs. Su accepts it or not.
After all, this is a private matter in someone else's house, so it's not easy for her to cross the house to commit a crime. She thinks that she is only suitable to be a melon-eating audience.
Two days later, Yang Lan'er planted the watermelon seedlings in her farm, and she relaxed a lot.
Before the Chinese New Year, she gave Su Yongyuan a large bag of watermelon seeds. The two cooperated to plant watermelons in the suburbs of Beijing. They planned to make a fortune this year. She only sent out a technical servant and followed them to Beijing. The next thing is Su Yongyuan's management, she just needs to wait for the watermelon to be sold and get paid.
The farms in the suburbs of Beijing should have all the watermelons planted by now.
After Yang Lan'er finished working here, Mrs. Su's confidant nanny came.
Madam Su knelt down to Yang Lan'er and kowtowed three times, looking at the lady sitting above her, she was sincerely happy: "On behalf of the lady, I came to thank the Lord for saving my life."
(end of this chapter)