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Chapter 484, New Year's Eve

It's Chinese New Year, Bai Jingxing is back.

He came back with another piece of good news, their medicine business started in the north.

This means that more medicinal materials will be purchased next.

However, there will only be fewer and fewer medicinal materials in the mountains. Where do these large quantities of medicinal materials come from?

Feng Qingluo thought of her medicine field, this year she planted a lot of herbs, all of which are growing well, but because none of the selected ones are annuals, they haven't been harvested yet.

And the fact proves that kind of medicinal material is feasible.

Jianzhou is mountainous, and the land that can be developed to grow rice is limited, but it is possible to open up wasteland to grow sweet potatoes and medicinal materials.

So next year's rhythm is, open up wasteland?
At this time, Feng Qingluo was thinking about the problem, and Qin Zhi was also thinking about it.

"Luoluo, I remember you planted some herbs this year, how are you doing now?"

Qin Zhi only knew roughly what she was doing, but as a layman, he didn't know the result.

The medicine field is there, and it looks pretty good, so it should be... pretty good, right?
Feng Qingluo didn't expect Qin Zhi to go with her, so she answered him in a good mood, "It looks good now, I think our neighborhood is quite suitable for growing medicine."

"Really?" Qin Zhi was overjoyed, "Can it be planted on a large scale?"

"It should be possible." She didn't dare to finish her sentence, because large-scale planting is not her business alone. She can use spiritual spring water, but others can't.

Bai Jingxing on the side was happier than Qin Zhi, "If all the mountain people around here grow medicine, then we will get rich!"

Feng Qingluo smiled and said: "Not only can we encourage the people in Jianzhou to grow medicines and make medicines, but we can also distribute them selectively. We can grow whatever we need."

"Is it okay?" Bai Jingxing asked in surprise.

"Of course it can be like this. Which kind of medicinal material is in short supply and which kind of medicinal material is more profitable, we let the people grow whatever. This is just a matter of lip service."

As soon as she said this, Qin Zhi answered, "I think what Luoluo said is very feasible, I'll adjust it."

Bai Jingxing: "...how did I forget that there is also a King of Nan'an here!"

Qin Zhi rolled his eyes at him, almost saying that he was blind.

He was not angry either, he turned his head and continued talking to Feng Qingluo with a smile on his face.

Feng Qingluo chatted with Bai Jingxing a lot, mostly about what he saw and heard outside, seeing that it was getting late, she got up and went to the kitchen to see how Yan Yi was preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Now that the house has been rebuilt, the new kitchen is bright and spacious, and it is comfortable to look at.

As soon as he entered the stove, he saw Han Yan lighting the fire. Feng Qingluo was a little surprised. This guy has been busy every day since Qin Zhi revealed his identity. It is rare that he volunteered to help in the stove today.

Han Yan was very uncomfortable being seen by her, so he quickly got up and saluted.

"Hi Patriarch!"

Feng Qingluo asked with a smile: "The Chinese New Year is coming, Qin Zhi is giving everyone a holiday?"

Feng Qingluo never asked about Qin Zhi's affairs, so she was not clear about some things, especially small things.

Han Yan replied respectfully: "Today only my subordinates and Qin Ba are in Luoxia Village, and the others are still outside."

"Oh, then you go and tell Qin Ba to come and have dinner together at night, it will be more lively."

"Yes!" Han Yan agreed, added some more firewood to the stove, and then went out.

After he left, Yan Yi couldn't help complaining, "The patriarch thought he was working harder today? In fact, it was my uncle who asked him to come into the kitchen to help."

"What did Qin Zhi say?" Feng Qingluo was curious.

"My uncle told Han Yan that if you don't want to be hungry during the Chinese New Year, come in consciously to help."

Feng Qingluo laughed, "This is his style! But Han Yan and the others are working hard every day, so don't bully him if you take a break."

"Yes!" Yan Yi put the topic aside and concentrated on preparing dinner.

At this time, several houses in the Feng family wafted out the fragrance one after another, and they were all busy preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner.Feng Qingluo rolled up her sleeves, cooked a few new dishes that no one had tried before, and handed over the rest to Yan Yi.

(End of this chapter)