Plane Mall: I became a group favorite by hoarding goods

The first snow in the capital fell quickly, and the small courtyard turned completely white overnight.

When it got dark in the morning, Shen Xingqi was the first to step out of the house. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the snow on the ground only covered her ankles.

"Okay, okay, the amount of snow is pretty normal."

"Why, are you afraid that the snow will last for several months at a time?"

"No, I'm still scared when I think about last year's snow disaster."

"Don't worry, such a big snow disaster doesn't happen every year."

Cheng Xi had already heard the "spoilers" from Shen Xingluo and was very reassured about the future direction.

In this life, refugees will no longer go hungry, people will no longer revolt, cities will not be invaded, and Dayan will not take another few years to recover.

"It's going to be fine. Did you forget that we grew a high yield of potatoes last year?"

"Yes, Shen Jiacun and my brother were named and praised by the Holy One for this matter!"

Shen Xingqi was very excited, "Then when next spring comes, will potatoes be promoted in large quantities?"

"Yes."

Cheng Xi nodded, "If everything goes well, Dayan's potatoes will no longer be scarce in two or three years."

The land in Shenjia Village is limited. No matter how high-yield the potatoes grown in one season are, the seeds cannot cover the whole country at once. It takes two or three years to reach the goal, but there are no obstacles at all.

"It will definitely go well."

"You are quite confident."

"of course!"

"Why are you so sure?"

To be honest, she had just experienced the refugee incident at the gate of the city, and she had no good impressions of the current emperor and court officials. However, her contribution to promoting potatoes was enough to be recorded in the annals of history, and the various forces would never give up until they fought to the death.

"Because I have an elder brother." Shen Xingqi said matter-of-factly, "If I didn't understand the affairs of the court before, I wouldn't have said this, but now that my elder brother has become an official, and the potatoes come from our Shenjia Village, my elder brother is an outstanding person. We won’t let the road to promotion die prematurely.”

Oh, what a pride!

Cheng Xi chuckled, "You see it quite clearly."

And this is very reasonable. With Shen Xingluo, a person with eight hundred ideas, instead of worrying about the failure of potato promotion, she might as well mourn for those old foxes in the court.

"Sister-in-law, do you think what I said is wrong?"

"Yes, that's right, our little Qiqi is so transparent."

Shen Xingqi was embarrassed by the praise, and her face gradually turned pink.

From the first snowfall in the capital to the potato promotion next year, the two of them just talked about it. After all, it was not their turn to worry about it, and they happily went back to preparing breakfast.

Good news, salted duck eggs are finally ready to eat!

Bad news, salted duck eggs are about to bottom out!

This matter has to start with the breakfast of this day. Everyone in the Shen family fell in love with the salty and fragrant taste after eating it once. Take a bite of the delicious oily egg yolk, whether it is paired with a spoonful of rice porridge or soft and fragrant. The steamed buns are so beautiful that you can’t even find them.

Among them, Cheng Daqian is the most important.

When I met an old man who was eating unreasonably, he took out more than half of the empty tank on the grounds of "I'm leaving and I won't be able to eat my daughter's good cooking." The originally full black tank suddenly became full of danger.

Mr. Xu, who had most of his food robbed, was stunned!

"???"

Where are my salted duck eggs? I have a big jar of salted duck eggs!

The corner of Shen Xingluo's mouth twitched a few times, and he put his hand on his forehead, "Master, if you want to eat it, just ask Xiaoxi to pickle some more. Salted duck eggs are not a hot commodity, so you can still buy them."

Then you have to wait a month!

Mr. Xu glanced at the black steel with only a dozen duck eggs left, "Then"

"Leave these to Master."

"Ok, deal!"