Doomsday wearing female honor: I rely on space to farm and raise my husband

Chapter 267
When Fang Qing saw that the nanny next to her husband came to bring them, she turned around and told all the women not to worry about her husband's children, they had already gone into the orchard to eat fruit.

Some women are foodies. Seeing that their husbands and children have not kept up, they wonder if they should also eat the fruit they have longed for.

They thought so, but some women didn't like them, and some of them wanted to see Fang Qing's buffalo and sika deer.

As soon as Fang Qing finished speaking, he said, "Men, let's take the children to the orchard, and all of us sisters will go to see spotted cows and sika deer by ourselves."

Anyway, here at Fang Qing, they don't need to worry about their family members being bullied, because they have already seen the servants walking back and forth on Fang Qing's territory and patrolling.

They knew the clothes of these people. The clothes on these people were exactly the same as the cake thugs. They were obviously trained by Fang Qing.

The longer they got to know Fang Qing, the more confident they were in Fang Qing's force, and they had a certain trust in the people she trained, so they didn't worry about what would happen to Fang Qing's husband and child.

One of the women hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes, Sister Shan is right, the men go to the orchard to eat fruit, what do we big girls do, we big bastards, let's go and see what suits us." Said I still don't forget to laugh.

"That's right, we big bastards, it's better not to join in the excitement of the men." Some of them echoed.

Seeing that the women were unwilling to go to the orchard, Fang Qing simply waved his hand and said boldly: "Sisters said yes." Then he stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation to everyone, "Sisters, follow me to watch, the cows in the mountains Bar!"

All the women made a gesture of invitation together, and the group talked and laughed and went to the sika deer farm next to the orchard.

When Fang Qing and the others went to the deer farm, they saw the herd of deer on the mountain suddenly running past when they saw their group.

Fang Qing looked at the herd of deer running vigorously, and told everyone in a happy mood that in June, they might be able to collect antlers once, and then he could treat them to a cup of fresh antler blood.

Mrs. Wu heard Fang Qing's words, and said: "I have heard people say that deer antler is a nourishing thing, especially for people with weak bones, eating this stuff often can strengthen their health." She glanced at all the women intentionally or unintentionally, and said with a chuckle: "And our women can make up after eating." As for what to make up, it goes without saying.

As soon as Mrs. Wu said this, someone laughed loudly and said, "I'll make up for it when the time comes." At the same time, they didn't forget to wink at everyone.

Fang Qing stroked his forehead...these are some tigers and wolves.

No one here is a fool. They have heard the old man say that the deer is full of treasures. It is their own family. Every year, they will go to find some venison to eat.

However, there are not many hunters with good skills, and it is not easy to eat this stuff often, let alone drink fresh antler blood.

Now when everyone heard Fang Qing say that the velvet antlers will be collected in June, everyone jumped up and said after joking: "Sister Fang, don't forget all the sisters when the time comes!"

Everyone thought that when Fang Qing spread the news, there must be many people coming to drink fresh antler blood. They didn't ask Fang Qing to give them a drink for free, even if they paid for it, they would be willing!

How could she forget these people? It's just that her herd of deer didn't reach the required number.

It seems that I have to go to the mountains again some other day, and it would be even better if I can bring back a dozen more sika deer.

Fang Qing and his group saw the guests who spent money to play at the deer farm, so they moved to the cattle farm.

When everyone looked at such a long elephant cow, they had a good time to comment.

One of them lamented: "I heard that my sister raised strange cows here, so I thought about asking my friends in Beijing to get me a few back, but my friend wrote back and said that even if you have money, you can't buy striped cows now."

When this person said this, Sun Yinhao was standing next to him. These people may not know why they couldn't buy spotted cows, but she knew!
The spotted cow in Beijing, after she sent back the milk powder formula, and her mother asked the housekeeper to come and go back in person, the imperial court officially started to build a workshop and began to make milk powder.

From then on, all the banded cattle were not allowed to be sold in other prefectures, and they were all reserved for Chaoyan Workshop. Even the number of banded cows in Beijing was far from enough, and they were exchanged with the townspeople several times.

When she returned to Beijing to resume her job during Chinese New Year this year, she also visited a milk powder factory.

Now there is a regular shop selling milk powder in Beijing, presumably in a few years, it will spread to Liaodong Prefecture under her jurisdiction.

Several other people heard what this person said, saying that they had also written to their friends in Beijing and got the same result as her.

The eldest sister surnamed Shan sighed to everyone, and waved her big hand to milk the cows before giving up.

Fang Qing and the others were chatting and laughing lively, and the men were also laughing and chatting.

At this time, Zhou Zhou greeted his little friends with his short legs, and said, "Cousin, sister Wu, sister Shan... hurry up and pick fruits from this tree."

Since Fang Qing bought the foundation with Mrs. Wu, the two families have been in frequent contact. Zhou Zhou and Mrs. Wu's two daughters have become acquainted with each other. Now Mrs. Wu's youngest daughter heard Zhou Zhou's words and said: "Here we come!! This just come."

"Hey, hey, I said, can you slow down!" Little girl Shan was older than this group of children, and when she saw a group of half-grown little ones, they were constantly pulling the hanging lychees with their small hands on tiptoe. Get ripped off and hurt yourself.

"Sister Shan, what can we save?" The little guys happily pulled their favorite fruits, and answered the little girl's words perfunctorily without looking back.

Want to talk about why children like this lychee, because lychee is sweet, do children like to eat sweet food?So now when you see your favorite fruit, you will naturally not let the food fly away.

The children had small hands and statures, so they couldn't hold many lychees at all. When they saw their father appearing behind them, they ran to him one by one to offer treasures.

Zhang Zelin and his group of men walked up to the children, took the fruit handed over by their own children, and personally peeled a lychee for the children who "asked for credit" from them, and then they slowly peeled one for themselves.

When the children arrived at the dairy farm, the children were jumping happily again, pointing at the cow and shouting loudly: "Oh, there is such a beautiful cow." At the same time, they did not forget to look at their father and tell him Fresh animals they saw.

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After Fang Qing and the others came back from the mountains, it was already time for lunch.

Fang Qing arranged everyone to the big square, this square was used by Fang Qing to prepare for the bonfire party, if you don’t use it usually, you can go to the square or choose to stay in your own yard to have a barbecue if you have guests who come to visit and stay overnight. Anyway, this is free choice.

The servants in the villa saw the master brought the guests back, and hurriedly brought out all kinds of meat and vegetables that had been marinated.

The woman who was waiting for the grill set up the grill, put the plates of meat and vegetables on the grill, and put them on the grill to start grilling.

(End of this chapter)