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

Chapter 313, Birthday

However, the little boy was not dazzled by the enthusiasm, he calmed down quickly, and then began to think deeply about the feasibility of his wife's words.

He is the king of Jianzhou, and it is his duty to lead the people of the entire state to live a good life.

Qin Zhi humbly asked the girl who was the same age as him in front of him, "Luoluo, what do you think I should do? Is it the formation of a caravan you mentioned earlier? Or is it like we open up wasteland and farm? Go hunting in the mountains? Our Feng family has made these changes. Can it be used on the common people outside?"

Feng Qingluo smiled and asked: "Why not? As long as it can make the people live a better life, use whatever method works."

She thought of the various high-yielding food crops that Long Batian was cultivating in the space.

With these, are you afraid that someone will starve to death?
Seeing that Qin Zhi was thoughtful, she didn't rush her, so she took a rare leisurely cup of tea and sipped it slowly.

It's really premium, the tea produced in the space, I'm afraid there is no better taste in this world.

So the couple spent the rest of the afternoon extravagantly in this simple main room.

At present, crops such as corn and sweet potatoes cannot be widely planted, but the costless business of collecting herbs can be done.

In the evening, Feng Qingluo went to Feng Hongze's house and brought back the book on medicinal materials she had given to Feng Yuelan and handed it to Qin Zhi.

"These are the herbs in the mountains near us. You can find an artist to draw the herbs in this book, and then popularize it. Let the people of Jianzhou go to the mountains to collect herbs. This is also an income. Of course the premise It is your caravan that can be formed, otherwise the population of Jianzhou alone will not consume much, and the price will definitely not go up."

Qin Zhi asked suspiciously, "Didn't you cooperate with Bai Jingxing in the medicine business?"

Feng Qingluo smiled and said: "He is him, we are us. But we can cooperate with him, he has a market outside Jianzhou, we can ensure that his medicinal materials are sent out safely, this is really a win-win situation!"

Qin Zhi's eyes lit up, and he felt that these words were too reasonable.

"I'll discuss it with Bai Jingxing tomorrow."

Feng Qingluo smiled with crooked eyebrows.

"You don't hate him anymore?"

The smile on the young man's face stagnated, he was stunned for a moment, then he gritted his teeth and said: "I hate it, but I don't care about it. I won't affect the overall situation because of my personal feelings."

As soon as these words came out, Feng Qingluo couldn't help but look at him with admiration. Is this what a 14-year-old boy should say?

"By the way, Qin Zhi, when is your birthday?"

Feng Qingluo knew from the original owner's memory that Qin Zhi was 14 years old, but she didn't know the exact date.

In Luoxia Village, there is only a general meaning about age, no one will seriously remember who is so old and when was born.

Because celebrating birthdays does not exist in the world of the poor, and being so poor that three meals a day are a problem, who can make something special!
That is to say, the life of the Feng clan has become a little better in the past year. They used to eat wild vegetable porridge three times a day, and their faces turned green.

Qin Zhi obviously never noticed this question, so he thought for a while before saying, "I have to ask Han Yan about this. Luoluo, I have lost my memory."

"Okay." Feng Qingluo couldn't laugh or cry, this person said in an aggrieved tone that he lost his memory, what a puppy that was discarded by the owner like this!

The point is how could she not want him!
Feng Qingluo gently grabbed his finger and shook it.

"Qin Zhi, I'll celebrate your birthday when you ask."

"Uh-huh."

(End of this chapter)