The strongest peasant girl in Xiuse Jinyuan

Chapter 648
In an imperial capital like Shangjing, where people and dragons are mixed together, it is really rare to have such a peaceful and quiet place.

The surprise receded, and Wei Changqu asked, "Ling Jing, is this manor yours?"

"Yeah." Ling Jing smiled and nodded, "Qi'er, do you like this place?"

"I like it, of course I like it." Wei Changqu replied without hesitation, and his face showed joy while speaking.

Who wouldn't like such a beautiful and peaceful place?
"Ling Jing, what did you bring me here for?" Looking at Ling Jing, she asked curiously.

Ling Jing embraced her, walked into the manor, and said softly: "Qi'er, don't you want to buy a manor to grow purple taro? This manor is rich in land and water, how about giving it to you?"

After talking for a while, the two had entered the fence and entered the manor.

Jing Lei, Su Feng, and Gu Yu tied up the carriage, and the horses followed closely behind.

Wei Changjue followed Ling Jing into the manor. She looked around with her eyes like a bright moon, and saw flowers vines wrapped with morning flowers on the fence wall, as well as some roses. , it is the blooming period of these two kinds of flowers. The flowers cover the fence wall, like a colorful barrier, with colorful butterflies playing and dancing in it, which is really beautiful.

Wei Changju was very satisfied with Ling Jing gifting such a manor.

She hooked the corners of her lips, and a bright smile floated from the corner of her mouth, gradually climbed up her cheeks, and became more gorgeous.

With a sweet smile, he said, "Ling Jing, you gave me such a nice manor, of course I want it."

Stepping on the small gravel road in the manor, Wei Changju lowered his eyes and looked at the vegetable field beside him, feeling very happy and indescribably happy.

Chinese cabbage, green vegetables, and radishes are grown in the vegetable field, all of which are green and growing very gratifyingly.

As Ling Jing said, the manor here is not only fertile, but also has sufficient water.

Purple taro likes fat and humidity, so it is just right to plant it here. If it is properly managed, it is estimated that it can increase the yield. Moreover, it is only half an hour's drive from Shangjing City, which is quite convenient.

Ling Jing looked sideways, gave Wei Changju a loving look, and put the smile on her face into her eyes. Seeing that she was smiling from the bottom of her heart, she also licked her lips.

"Since Qu'er likes this place, I will arrange for people to pull out all the vegetables in this field and plant purple taro in another day."

After Wei Changjue heard Ling Jing's words, the smile on his face froze slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Look at how well these vegetables grow in this vegetable garden. The people who planted these vegetables probably spent a lot of effort in taking care of them. It would be a pity if they were really pulled out.

Taking advantage of Ling Jing's verbal talk and before he actually put it into action, Wei Changqu hurriedly asked him to give up that idea.

She smiled and said, "Ling Jing, there is no need to pull out these vegetables."

"Qiao'er, don't you want to grow purple taro?" Ling Jing looked at the green vegetable field beside her, then turned her gaze back, stared at Wei Changqu, and asked in confusion.

"If you don't remove these vegetables, how can you grow purple taro?"

Wei Changjue blushed deeply...

All crops have a certain growth pattern. It is not planted at any time, unless greenhouse technology is used.

The planting period of purple taro is from February to March in Yangchun, and the harvest period is from July to September in late autumn.

Now it is August, which is the harvest season. The weather is hot, so where is it suitable for planting.

Besides, transporting the purple yams from Shili Village to Shangjing can last until next year, and there is no need to rush to plant a new crop of purple yams.

Seeing Ling Jing looking at him in confusion, Wei Changju pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "It's August, and the weather is hot, so it's not suitable for planting purple taro. The planting period of purple taro is from February to March every year. So, don’t pull out these vegetables in front of you.”

"If that's the case, I won't pull it out." Ling Jing said with a light smile.

The two walked along a gravel path, and not far ahead, a middle-aged couple walked towards each other with smiles on their faces.

The middle-aged man is wearing a coarse cloth bunt, and the mud stained on the cloth shoes has not been washed. Presumably, he has just come out of the vegetable field.

The middle-aged woman wore her hair in a bun, wrapped a gray turban on her head, and wore a coarse dress. She looked simple and honest.

"Sir, you are here."

The two walked quickly to Ling Jing and Wei Changjue. They were very happy to see Ling Jing and greeted them respectfully.

"En." Ling Jing looked calm and nodded slightly at the two of them.

The couple hurriedly led Wei Changqu, and Ling Jing walked towards the small wooden building.

The middle-aged man asked as he walked, "Master, why did you come to the manor yourself?"

Usually, if the young master wanted to taste the fresh vegetables grown in the manor, he would order the servants of the mansion to come to the manor to pick them. Unexpectedly, today, he went to the manor himself.

Ling Jing glanced at the middle-aged man indifferently.

There was a smile on the corner of his lips, his face was like a jade crown, and he was in a good mood.

"The weather is fine today, let's go out and relax."

When the middle-aged man heard Ling Jing's answer to himself, he laughed more and more happily, and the corners of his mouth could not be closed with joy.

"Young master came at the right time. In the past few days, the cabbage in the field has just rolled its heart. It is tender and oily. It is absolutely delicious. I hope you will send someone to pick it."

The words paused, looked at Ling Jing again, and asked, "Master, how much are you going to pick this time? Just give me an order, and I'll start preparing."

"I'm not in a hurry to pick vegetables." Ling Jing waved her hand.

Thinking of the main purpose of coming today, he said leisurely: "Uncle Zhuang, after harvesting this season's vegetables, you won't have to grow any more vegetables in the future."

The middle-aged man's surname is Zhuang, and his single name has the word Ping.

As soon as Ling Jing's words fell, Zhuang Ping's face turned pale instantly, and his heart was very anxious.

After a moment of silence, he asked nervously, "Master, you...do you want Zhuang Ping to leave?"

The two of them were homeless refugees. Fortunately, the young master took them in and lived a stable life for a few years. If they really left the manor, they still don't know what to do.

After Zhuang Ping finished speaking anxiously, his mother-in-law quickly walked around in front of Ling Jing and Wei Changqu, and suddenly knelt down.

"Young master, our husband and wife can endure all hardships, please, don't drive us away."

Zhuang Ping frowned when he saw his wife blocking Ling Jing's way, and stretched out his hand, trying to pull her up.

"You mother-in-law, get up quickly, don't make things difficult for the young master, the young master has taken us in for these years, we should be content."

Ling Jing stopped with Wei Changju in his arms.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at Mrs. Zhuang Ping lightly.

"Who said that they want to drive you away?"

Ling Jing's leisurely and faint voice sounded above her head, and Mrs. Zhuang Ping raised her head in disbelief.

(End of this chapter)