The favorite of the royal group: the money-loving little ancestor soared to the top by selling talis

Chapter 112 Chapter 112: Daughter’s “Masterpiece” (3 updates, please recommend monthly tickets

Chapter 112 Chapter 112: Daughter’s “Masterpiece” (3 updates, please recommend monthly tickets
Cheng Er wrote back that day, and he also agreed to let Cheng Jinmiao take over the task. As a father, he would definitely try his best to help.

If he hadn't had a more important task at hand, he would have gone to the general's mansion, snatched away the peanuts and cotton, and planted it himself.

Fortunately, Shen Zhiyuan left him dozens of peanut seeds and cotton seeds, as well as a newly copied planting manual. He planned to study it for a few days and plant it after a while.

Cheng Jinmiao packed three boxes of luggage. Three days later, the spring cold was over and the capital was getting warmer.

He took his bookboy and six attendants and took a carriage for an hour to his aunt Cheng Yurong's second village, which was only five miles away from Cheng Er's village.

Seeds weighing several hundred kilograms were also taken to the second village.

Cheng Er rushed to the second Zhuangzi to greet his second son, whom he had always loved most. Because of his appearance, hobbies, personality and temper, he was the same as his old father.

He had great expectations for his second son. He had hoped since childhood that his son would inherit his legacy and become a pillar of talent that would benefit the people.

"Dad, I kept you waiting." Cheng Jinmiao jumped off the carriage and rushed to Cheng Er to hug him.

"It's okay. I hope you arrive at Zhuangzi safely. Come in and have a rest." Cheng Er patted Cheng Jinmiao on the back and pulled him into the gate while watching three carriages being led into the back door of Zhuangzi by servants.

"Dad, I'm a little nervous. If I plant some ordinary seeds, I can still guarantee it, but this time it's new seeds, and I'm a little scared."

Cheng Jinmiao has been able to grow various plants since he was a child. Even plants that are about to die from sun exposure or disease can come back to life in his hands.

Cheng Er patted Cheng Jinmiao's shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't worry, dad will help you. My village is very close to you. Instead of worrying about not being able to grow new species, it's better to send more people to guard the fields."

"Well, I listen to my father."

The two father and son went to the restaurant for lunch, and they began to study peanut seeds and cotton seeds in the afternoon.

……

On this day when the capital was getting warmer, Shen Zhiqing returned to the General's Mansion from other places.

After learning that there were hundreds of kilograms more seeds of new species in the warehouse, he hugged Ruan Ruan and kissed him a few times.

In the afternoon, the third housekeeper Yu from Zhuangzi came to the capital and came to the general's mansion.

"Madam, hundreds of thousands of fruit saplings appeared out of thin air in Zhuangzi."

"What did you say?" Cheng Yurong stood up from the chair in shock and looked at Butler Yu's serious face.

The next second, she knew it was her daughter's "masterpiece".

Why didn't my daughter reveal it in advance?
It made her both surprised and scared.

"Fruit trees? What kind of fruit trees are there?" She calmed down, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea to calm down.

Butler Yu sat down, drank a few sips of the fragrant Biluochun, and then said slowly:
"They are all fruit trees suitable for planting in the north. I recognized several types, including apples, grapes, peaches, persimmons, and pomegranates. There are about fifteen kinds of fruit trees."

"The old slave brought some fruit trees over to show Madam, so that Madam can arrange these fruit trees."

Butler Yu is particularly calm. Starting last summer, millions of kilograms of grain, medicinal materials and cloth would appear inexplicably in Zhuangzi. He had long been used to it.

Although Zhuangzi is managed by him and can be regarded as his territory, everything belongs to his wife.

As a servant, you have to pretend to be deaf and blind, and obey the madam's arrangements in everything.

That's why he has been able to fulfill the role of housekeeper over the years and have the comfortable life he has now.

Butler Yu clapped his hands, and his son, who was in his twenties, immediately walked out and moved a dozen fruit trees into the hall with two men dressed as farmers.

Cheng Yurong stood up and walked to the fruit trees to observe. She only recognized a few fruit trees that she knew, but she didn't recognize the others at all.

"Mr. Yu, when you checked those fruit trees, did you find any pamphlets?" Cheng Yurong suddenly remembered this incident.

Butler Yu immediately took out a dozen pamphlets from his arms and replied: "Yes, I only know a few words. I thought these pamphlets were useful, so I brought them."

"Mr. Yu, you did a great job. Did the fruit trees also record data?" Cheng Yurong sat back down. "It's recorded. Madam, please take a look." Butler Yu handed over more than a dozen pamphlets, as well as one in which he recorded the data of fruit trees.

Cheng Yurong picked up the brochures and glanced at them one by one. In addition to common fruit trees such as apples and peaches, there were also strawberries, lemons, watermelons, cantaloupe and croissant.

"Stay for a light meal tonight, and you can go back tomorrow. My wife will arrange the fruit trees as soon as possible."

"Old slave, please obey your lady's orders."

……

Cheng Yurong went to Lianhua Lake to find her daughter who was still feeding the koi fish food, and picked her up.

"You kid, you are getting more and more courageous, and you are about to fall into the lake, did you know that?"

"Mother~Mother~" A large handful of fish food in Ruan Ruan's hand fell into the lake. A group of hundreds of koi fish rushed up and ate them all.

She bleated pitifully and held her mouth shut.

"Hundreds of thousands of fruit saplings have appeared in Zhuangzi where disaster relief materials are being distributed. My dear, your ancestors are really naughty. They sent so many at once. Our family doesn't have so many hills to plant fruit trees."

Cheng Yurong was worried that the fruit trees would wither and there would be no place to plant them.

"Mother, our family will plant seeds for grandpa, Aunt Tan, Mr. Li, and the Shen family's children. If there is any leftover, we will give it to some ordinary people."

Ruan Ruan clasped his fingers and nodded.

She felt that the number of fruit trees was not enough.

"Oh, my daughter is still smart. Mother loves you so much." Cheng Yurong hugged Ruan Ruan and kissed her little face several times.

"Hehehe..." Ruan Ruan giggled, she must be the smartest, she is an angel baby.

……

at dusk
Shen Hong came back specially. In addition to having dinner with his family, he also had Butler Yu and his son.

After hearing clearly about the fruit saplings appearing in Zhuangzi, Shen Hong and his five sons looked at Ruan Ruan speechlessly.

Why doesn’t her inner voice rarely come out recently?
I didn't tell them in advance, which made them very passive and embarrassed now.

Especially how to arrange the fruit trees, they have no specific plan.

But she didn't see the resentful looks in her family's eyes, and was only busy eating pork knuckles and chicken feet.

The sky is big and the earth is big, and eating is the biggest thing.

In this world, only family and delicious food cannot be let down.

After dinner, Shen Hong's family chatted with Butler Yu for half an hour. Tomorrow, Shen Zhiqing will follow Butler Yu to the Third Village to plant the fruit trees as soon as possible.

After Ruan Ruan heard their plan while eating fruit, he thought to himself:

[I also bought a lot of southern fruit trees. My second brother is planning to go to the south with mustard seeds in a few days to promote the fruit trees. These fruit trees have been carefully cultivated and have high yields, drought resistance, cold resistance, and disease resistance.

Especially third-generation sugar cane has a very high sugar yield rate, which is enough to make southerners rich. 】

Shen Hong's family was both surprised and nervous. Going to the south to promote fruit trees was not an easy task.

The south is not the Shen family's territory. Before Shen Zhiqing goes to the south, he must first visit the local snakes.

Shen Zhiyuan wrote several letters to Mr. Cheng, Mrs. Tan, Mr. Li and the children of the Shen family in Beijing.

That night, everyone who received the letter did not sleep well.


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