Rebirth of the beauty of the peasant girl

Chapter 688 Across Nine Thousand Miles of Wind and Moon, Just to See You
In the end, a total of 180 people from Nanqiao Village participated in the registration.

This is almost the number of all villagers except the old, weak, sick, disabled and pregnant.

Even Liu Siping unexpectedly came to sign up, and joked: "If you don't make money, you can't afford to have a baby!"

He is willing to be on camera, so naturally Qingluo will not refuse him.

Except for a few well-known rambunctious slobs, after reading the list, Qing Luo basically agreed.

"There are so many people, where should they organize?" Liu Heping was a little worried.

It was okay for a few people to find a yard to stay, but he felt a little dizzy looking at the hundreds of people.

"You don't need to look for a place, it's good here."

Qing Luo looked around the large open space at the head of the village and said, "When I get the pattern, you should study and study it first. After you have studied it thoroughly, you will start teaching everyone how to weave it."

"Teach one by one?"

"Wouldn't that be exhausting?" Qingluo laughed, "You first choose a few people with better skills to be the team leaders, and then divide everyone into several teams, and let the team leaders take charge of the people in their teams. And you You just need to disassemble the steps and hand them over to several team leaders."

Liu Heping's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"God, how did you come up with this method?"

Everyone only needs to do one of the steps, which is not only easy to learn, but also quick to learn and quickly compiled.

Practice makes perfect.

Qingluo is very modest: "It's all the power of the people."

Liu Heping looked bewildered, unable to understand what she was saying again.

After arranging the affairs of Nanqiao Village, Qingluo was able to catch her breath and sit down for a cup of tea.

After returning to the yamen and sitting down for a while, Rong Cheng rushed in, holding a big teapot in his hand, "Fairy, come and see, is this wine?"

Qingluo took it over and took a look, and couldn't laugh or cry.

"You call it grape juice!"

"what?"

"Ah, what, didn't I give you the recipe? Why didn't you follow the recipe? Can wine be brewed in two days?"

"Then what... I lost the recipe..." Rong Cheng was ashamed.

Qing Luo was so angry that she wanted to slap the teapot on his forehead, "If you lose it, come to me and ask for another one! What's the matter with you messing around by yourself? Say, how many grapes were wasted?"

Rongcheng was tall and big, standing in front of her, he looked like a child who did something wrong, and said weakly: "Actually, it's not much...just collected in these two days..."

Qingluo was furious: "You don't even want your salary for the next five years!"

Rongcheng had a bitter face: "As long as you provide a meal..."

"Hehe, you ask Gui Xiang to serve the food." Qing Luo turned around and wrote a prescription again, and poked his finger on his forehead, "You show me here, and memorize it after reading it, if you can't memorize it, you are not allowed to go home!"

Rongcheng: "..."

The servants who come and go are all happy.

Lord Rong, you have today too!
Tell you to make wine for us, but not for us to drink!

Rongcheng also knew that he wasted a lot of grapes, so he really felt sorry for Qingluo.If he really stayed in the yamen, he didn't let him go until he memorized the whole prescription, Qing Luo checked it and was satisfied.

In the middle, because I recited a few wrong points, I also got hit by a hand board a few times...

I'm afraid he can remember this prescription for a lifetime...

After Rongcheng left, Qingluo sent the yamen servants to eat, and stayed alone in the courtroom, holding a thin brush, scribbling and drawing on a few pieces of rice paper.

"Ah, why are you so diligent, here alone?"

A seductive voice sounded from outside the door.

Qing Luo was taken aback and stood up straight away.

A charming and handsome man in white clothes with fluttering black hair came in at the door.

"Lan Hao..." Because of being too surprised, all the brushes in Qing Luo's hand fell to the ground.

"So happy to see me?" Lan Hao smiled lazily, walked over to pick up the brush, squeezed to sit beside her, and said ambiguously, "Come here and give me a kiss."

"Why are you here?"

Qingluo ignored his nonsense, sat on the chair next to him, and asked very curiously.

Seeing that the Chen family and the Western Regions were about to fall apart, he, the chief culprit, actually appeared in a small remote county government office in Dazhou like nothing happened?

Lan Hao leaned in the chair, looked at Qingluo, smiled and said, "Of course I came because I missed you, otherwise you think I'm like that idiot Rong Ruo?"

"Tell him what to do."

"Yo, you can't even mention it?" Lan Hao teased, "It seems that you two brothers and sisters are really the same, even this awkward temperament is exactly the same."

Qingluo changed the subject: "Where are you calling from?"

"I just came back from a tour of the Western Regions, and you didn't see that I was tanned?" He brought a snow-white face that was rosy and pale in front of Qingluo.

Qing Luo slapped his face away, "Are you really going to the Western Regions? Could it be that a princess from the Western Regions really took a fancy to you and came to snatch your marriage?"

"Are you doubting my charm?" Lan Hao squinted his eyes, looking drowsy, "I knew you were too suspicious, just like Rong Ruo. You must all think that this is me and Chen Xiangxue It was planned, wasn't it?"

Qing Luo didn't deny it: "No one will believe it, right?"

"You don't have to believe it if it's someone else, but if it's me, what's impossible?"

"Since you were taken away by the princesses of the Western Regions, you are still willing to come back? I heard that the princesses of the Western Regions all look like gods!"

"Heavenly immortals are not as cute as our little radish..." Lan Hao casually half-jokingly said.

When Qingluo talks to him, she always ignores these contents automatically.

Because he always talked to other women like this.

One true sentence and one false sentence made it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

"So it's true that the Chen family fell out with the Western Regions?" Qingluo picked up the brush, and slowly copied the furniture and handicrafts in her memory, and asked casually.

"Half-true, half-false..." Lan Hao's eyes were completely closed, and he seemed very tired, and said lazily, "They actually contacted secretly. Isn't the Chen family going to rebel, they have to find some foreign aid. Chen Xiangxue It’s just an excuse.”

Qing Luo sighed with a smile: "Chen Xiangxue is also enlightened."

Everyone said she was a wooden person, but what happened?

Also learned to keep secrets.

"Then what about your marriage with Chen Xiangxue? Those old members of the Chen family just let you go?" Qing Luo lowered her head and asked him gossipingly.

After not hearing an answer for a long time, Qing Luo looked up, only to find that Lan Hao had already fallen asleep in the chair with his eyes closed.

Qingluo stood up, walked in front of him, looked down at him.

Although he is still handsome, but if you look closely, you can see the blue under his eyes and the dust on his snow-white clothes.

For him, this was already very embarrassing.

Where the hell is this guy from?

After exhausting myself so much, it seemed that I fell asleep at ease when I got here.

(End of this chapter)