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

Chapter 429, I'm afraid the person who came here is not a fairy

July is like fire.

In a blink of an eye, it was time to harvest rice outside.

Although affected by the flood, many people's rice was replanted later, but the harvest did not decrease much.

This is mainly due to the weather in the future. The weather is good and the harvest is naturally considerable.

But this is only limited to those who replanted, and those who can't take care of or have the ability to sow again can only watch others harvest at the moment.

At this time, the rice in the second season of Luoxia Village had taken root and grown green leaves, and anyone who came to sell herbs was surprised to see it.

"It's the first time I've seen rice planted at this time!"

"Is it possible to reap the harvest at this time?"

"I heard that the Feng family has not been affected by disasters this year, and has already had a bumper harvest. People don't care whether there is a harvest this season, they are just planting for fun!"

The people who listened knew it, "Yes! The granary is full, so you can be self-willed!"

This is a bit sour.

Another person said: "I heard that there are also second-season rice planters outside, but the time must be grasped, and those who are generally inexperienced would not dare to plant like this!"

Looking at the green rice seedlings with a flexible brain, he already has an idea in his heart. If Feng's really planted double crops of rice this year, he will follow suit next year.

As soon as he said this, everyone was stunned for a moment, and they all secretly wrote it down, and kept staring at Feng's field all the time.

"You can see that the flakes are new grains that the mayor is looking for someone to try to grow? I heard they are called sweet potatoes."

Everyone looked in the direction of the man's finger, and the area near the foot of the mountain was not just sweet potatoes.

"I heard that the yield of sweet potatoes is very high, and we don't choose the land. If we can grow them, we will never have to go hungry again!"

Someone said cheekily: "Let's sell the medicinal materials and go ask the people from the Feng family to get some back and try it out. The mayor has agreed, so it must be the same."

Some people thought he was talking in his sleep, "He planted well and waited for the harvest. How could he be willing to share it? Let's wait until next year!"

I regretted it a bit after I said it, and it wouldn’t matter if I asked, what if someone really gave it generously?
A group of people arrived at Feng Hongze's house while they were talking. At this time, the house on the other side of the pond had already been built, and the patriarch's house was being built. The two houses were only separated by Feng Hongtao's family. Noisy.

"Hey, this Feng family's life is really getting better, it looks like a house is going to be built here!"

"Look at this posture, it's not just an ordinary thatched house!"

"Did you see that, it's green bricks! Few in our town dare to build like this, let alone in the mountains!"

"That's right! Look, it's the family of the head of the Feng clan! It's amazing!"

"It's really amazing!"

"..."

A few people entered Feng Hongze's house while talking, and when handing over the herbal medicine, anyone who was brave enough to talk to Feng Yuelan.

Feng Yuelan told them generously, "Yes, that is our patriarch's house! Not only her house, but we also want to build a big tile house, and they are all waiting in line for the craftsmen!"

Someone exclaimed, "God! Your Feng family is really rich!"

Feng Yuelan laughed and said: "It's not enough to get rich. It's true that people in the mountains don't starve as long as they work hard. We get up early every day to collect herbs, farm, and hunt. We don't have a moment's leisure to spare so much money to build a house!"

Feng Yuelan was collecting the medicinal materials while remembering what the patriarch ordered. The patriarch said: "We must let outsiders know that our Feng family's life is getting better, so that everyone will take the initiative to associate with the Feng family, whether it is for business or for the younger generations to marry. It's all good."

With Feng Qingluo's thoughts, she will never buy a wife again.

She is a modern person, after all, she can't accept such things as buying and selling marriages.

Here Feng Yuelan has just finished collecting the medicinal materials brought by a few people, and over there Feng Qingluo is distributing steamed buns to the craftsmen who went to work.These years, every family is in difficulty, and there is not enough oil and water. At noon, each person adds two steamed buns so that everyone can work hard.

I made a lot of steamed buns today, but Qin Zhi took a group of subordinates there and didn't know what to do. When she saw someone coming here to sell medicinal materials, she thought of giving one to each of them.

It is not easy for people to come all the way to sell medicinal materials.

So when several villagers from other villages were about to leave happily holding copper coins, Feng Qingluo came in with a basket of white flour steamed buns.

"Hello, uncles and aunts! It's been a long journey, and I still have a few steamed buns. If you don't mind, let's fill up our stomachs before going back!"

The people who came to sell medicinal materials were shocked, there is such a good thing!

The little girl in front of her smiled sweetly, her skin was fair and beautiful, everyone thought she was a fairy in a daze!

(End of this chapter)