Don't panic, the prince, the patriarch of fortune, she has space

Chapter 283, Opportunity

At this time, it was obviously too late to grow food, so Feng Qingluo planned to plant medicinal materials for all the dry ones.

After the medicinal materials are planted, there is no need to manage them, which saves worry and effort. The key is to be able to sell them at an affordable price.

In fact, spring is more suitable for planting medicinal materials, but Feng Qingluo has the bonus of spiritual spring water, so planting at this time can also guarantee a 100% survival rate.

Let Long Batian prepare the medicine seedlings, and plant whatever you want. It is best to plant some that are scarce in the market and easy to take care of.

Of course, the matter of planting medicinal materials will be discussed tomorrow, she has to go to the bamboo house right now to see if Bai Jingxing is still alive.

To get to the bamboo house, you have to pass through the land that is being reclaimed. As soon as Feng Qingluo approached Qin Zhi, she threw a hoe and ran over.

"Fall down!"

Seeing the person she likes, Feng Qingluo naturally smiles.

"Are you tired? If you are tired, take a break. There is no rush to open up wasteland, and we have such a large group of helpers!"

The hard-working helpers [-] are sweating profusely, and [-] and [-] are on their way back.

Han Yan and his men happened to be 11 people together.

"Well, don't worry, I'll accompany you to the bamboo house."

Feng Qingluo didn't laugh out loud for a long time, she finally knew why Qin Zhi gave up his favorite hunting today and went to the field so actively, dare to wait here for her!

"Then let's go." What else could she say?Can she still dislike her own man?

Feng Qingluo crossed the stream first, Qin Zhi washed his hands and feet nearby, quickly followed her footsteps, and finally took her hand and walked side by side with her.

The two soon arrived at the bamboo house, at this time Bai Jingxing had already woken up, and Shui Mo was feeding him porridge, and he looked disgusted.

"Shui Mo, are you handicapped or something? Is this porridge going to be fed to pigs? It's so unpalatable! Take it away! Take it away!"

Feng Qingluo heard such words as soon as she arrived at the bamboo house.But hearing this voice full of energy, Bai Jingxing must be fine.

"Master Bai, is it convenient for us to come in?"

There was a rustle of busy work in the room, accompanied by Shui Mo's exclamation of "Master, be careful of the wound", and after a while, Bai Jingxing's voice sounded, "Clan Chief Feng, please come in!"

Feng Qingluo raised her foot to leave, but Qin Zhi took her hand and walked in front, as if the house was dangerous.When he reached the door, Qin Zhi poked his head first to make sure there was nothing Feng Qingluo shouldn't see, then he took Feng Qingluo's hand and walked in.

Qin Zhi's face was black all the time.

If conditions permit, who would want his wife to come to a man's house!
As soon as the couple entered the door, Bai Jingxing saw the tightly clenched hands, his peach blossom eyes were almost blinded by stimulation, and he suddenly felt that it was ridiculous that he did not hesitate to tear his wounds.

Feng Qingluo didn't think too much, she was quite happy when she saw Bai Jingxing woke up and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Bai Gongzi, you are awake! How are you doing? Are you feeling well?"

After suppressing his initial excitement, Bai Jingxing replied calmly: "I'm much better now, thank you, Patriarch Feng, for your concern."

Feng Qingluo smiled and said: "It's good that you're fine. Last night you were unconscious and had a high fever, but you frightened Shui Mo!"

"It's okay, ink and wash has been with me for ten years. If you want to be scared to death, I will be scared to death. How can you stay until now! He is a heartless person, and he has a big heart!" Bai Jingxing's tone was still calm, but the words he said He could choke to death, his eyes were red with anxiety when he didn't look at the ink painting, but his son was sick at the moment, so he didn't dare to speak back, so he had to stand aside and feel wronged.

Feng Qingluo couldn't stand it anymore, and comforted her: "Shui Mo, you are a good man, your young master probably vented his anger on you because of his severe wound, and he will definitely apologize to you when his wound is healed, don't take it to heart. !"

Shui Mo nodded, "Well, don't worry, Patriarch Feng, I won't take it to heart."

Feng Qingluo praised: "Look, what a good ink artist! Mr. Bai, don't take it easy on him, it's just that the food is not good, I'll make you a new one, just wait a while longer for you to be hungry Bar!"

As Feng Qingluo said, she turned and came out, and went directly to the kitchen.

However, Bai Jingxing and Shui Mo had just returned, and he was seriously injured, so Shui Mo couldn't care less about buying, so at the moment there was no vegetable in the kitchen except for rice noodles, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.

"It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice! No matter how good your ink cooking skills are, you can't stand without ingredients! Qin Zhi, you go back to our vegetable garden and pick a bunch of vegetables, and I'll cook the porridge for him first."

Qin Zhi deliberately refused to agree, he was worried that Feng Qingluo would stay alone, but he didn't want her to feel that he was too small, so he nodded reluctantly, and then left quickly.

He wanted to rush back as quickly as possible, and he couldn't let that fellow Bai Jingxing take advantage of it!
(End of this chapter)