Wang Ye's foodie farm concubine

Chapter 567 Draft
She had no objection to her son's decision. The girl had saved their family several times. Even this kind of kindness could not be measured by money. Let alone [-]%, even [-]% or [-]% did not seem to her to be much.

What's more, Yibo is still living in their house and learning their skills.

"Isn't it a bit too much to be a mother?"

"Then how much do you think is appropriate?"

Han Yulan thought for a while, "Maybe [-]%, but it's useless for us to talk about it here. I don't know if Yaoyao will want it."

Although I had only met the girl twice, and both times were in a hurry, she didn't seem to be greedy for money. Otherwise, with her intelligence, she would have already become the richest man in Lingfeng Kingdom, how could she live in seclusion in the mountains? .

Well, Mrs. Chen regards Yuyao as a reclusive master from the world. She forgets that Yuyao is just a girl who is over three years old and less than four years old.

Mrs. Chen nodded, "You and Renze should discuss this matter. If [-]% doesn't work, just [-]%. If it doesn't work, just one level. Just say it's a gift from Yibo, the brother, to your sister."

"Okay, I'll reply to Renze right away."

……

Here, Yuyao has asked her elder brother to bring a jar of sour bamboo shoots over, and plans to try the taste of these sour bamboo shoots tonight.

Yu Jingze: "Little sister, is there also sauerkraut in this?"

"Brother, this is not pickled cabbage, it is pickled bamboo shoots."

"Sour bamboo shoots? What is that?"

Pickled cabbage is what I usually eat at home, so what’s the deal with bamboo shoots?
"It's just Young Bamboo, just changed its name."

She didn't say the name Youzhu very smoothly.

"Young bamboo!"

"Yes, tonight we will eat these fried sour young bamboos, sour..."

Before Yuyao finished her words, she heard the sound of the door being pushed open. This was the voice of the village chief.

"Brother Yu, help me!"

The village chief opened the door and saw Mr. Yu sitting there. He walked over and took his hand and said.

"Brother, what's going on? Come sit down and talk slowly."

Yuyao asked her eldest brother to put the jar of sour bamboo shoots into the kitchen first. She also sat next to her grandfather to hear what happened to the village chief's grandfather's house. He even shouted for help.

"I just received a notice from the county magistrate that His Majesty is going to have a talent show, and all unmarried women over thirteen must participate! My Xiu'er just turned thirteen this year, what should I do?"

Draft?

Your Majesty is almost fifty this year, why are you thinking about the draft now?
This is something that has never happened before.

Mr. Yu: "Is this true?"

"When did this happen? Why did I lie to you? The county magistrate said it himself!"

Mr. Yu heard that it was the county magistrate who said it in person, so there was definitely no lie in this matter, but the dignified county magistrate had to inform him in person!
Something is out of the ordinary, there must be something wrong here.

"You said Xiu'er is the only child in my family. How can I bear to let her choose a concubine? But the emperor's life is difficult!"

Everyone says that the capital is good, and what is even better than the capital is the imperial palace. I don’t know how many people in You want to send their daughters to the palace. They think that once they enter the palace, they will be able to enjoy the glory and wealth, but who knows what that means? A place that eats people without spitting out their bones!

Of the women who entered, how many were able to see His Majesty alive, how many daughters lived alone in those deep palace walls for the rest of their lives, and how many died, no one knows!

(End of this chapter)