The farm has a phoenix

Chapter 88
She still goes to the school every day, without Di Qiao, the days in the school are much quieter and more peaceful, plus Chang Wei doesn't dare to provoke him again, so she is also happy at leisure.

The fruits in the garden in the outskirts could be sold, but the fruits at home could not be eaten up, so she asked Nuanyu to pick the excess and bring them to the school to share with the students.

Most of the female students in the school are ladies from famous families. Although lychees are rare, it’s not that they haven’t eaten them before. It’s just that they are rare, so they don’t have many chances to eat them. Hami melons can be eaten occasionally, and they can be stored for several days. , Naturally, it will occasionally flow to the capital, but it's just that it's so fresh that I haven't eaten it yet.

Zhan Jinfeng gave some to Mr. Wen first.

Mr. Wen's small yard is now thriving and full of branches and leaves. The white camellia that was dying in early spring is now in full bloom. The spring breeze blows over, carrying the unique fragrance of camellia, which is very elegant and pleasant.

She stood at the door and said to the open window, "Sir, sir!"

Not long after, Mr. Wen showed his fair face from the window, and she looked at her with a smile, loving her very much.

"Feng'er, look, this white camellia has never grown so well. Since you finished raising it, it has bloomed more and more, bigger and thicker! I have never seen it before. I think this It is rare to see a few in the world!"

As he said that, the man had already walked around to the door, and walked out with his skirt in hand, walked to her side step by step, and said with a smile: "Come and see, look, how big this flower is!"

Sure enough, the camellia, which used to be as big as a cup, is now as big as a bowl. The petals are crystal clear, as if you can see through the little veins inside, and the delicate fragrance blows over your face, which smells very good.

She couldn't help laughing: "Sir, someone once told me that this camellia represents humility, which means perfect love."

Mr. Wen was taken aback, and looked at her in surprise: "You said, perfect love?" She looked at the camellia in a daze, her consciousness seemed to be in a faint sadness.

Seeing this, Zhan Jinfeng quickly changed the subject: "Sir, my friend gave me some fruits, but I couldn't eat them, so I brought some to my husband!" As he spoke, he handed over the basket, and a burst of fruity fragrance wafted over. Mr. Wen withdrew his thoughts, and finally I glanced curiously.

"What a big peach!" She exclaimed, but it was because of the peach.

"I've never seen such a big peach. Compared to the capital, there has never been such a thing!"

"This is a fat peach. The flesh is juicy and sweet. It melts in your mouth. It's very delicious!" She pointed to the cantaloupe and lychee and said, "Here are the cantaloupe and lychee. They are all grown by myself. Sir, you can try it." Taste it!"

Mr. Wen took the basket, knocked it happily, and suddenly saw a purple fruit in the corner, and asked curiously: "What is this?"

Zhan Jinfeng stretched out his head and saw a mangosteen lying alone under the grapes.

Huh?She doesn't remember putting this thing in, does she?Could it be put in by accident?

Thinking about it, she explained: "This is a mangosteen, peel it off and eat the pulp inside, it's sweet and sour, very delicious, and it can also beautify your skin!"

"Huh?" Mr. Wen's face beamed with joy: "Really? Then why is there only one, is there any more?"

She had no choice but to tell the truth: "This... These things are very precious. My friend just planted them, and I don't know whether to pick them up yet, so he just gave me a few."

After hearing the words, Mr. Wen asked with great interest, "Where is your friend's orchard?"

"In the western suburbs outside the city, there is a large orchard."

Mr. Wen nodded happily.

After saying goodbye to the teacher, she returned to the school and distributed the remaining fruits to the students.

Since these are the daughters of rich families, they must be able to afford these precious fruits.

"These peaches are so delicious!" Xia Yulan, the lady of the baron's family, couldn't help but muttered, "Feng'er, where did you buy these? I'll ask my father to buy some too."

"The orchards in the western suburbs outside the city, but they are only wholesale."

"What is wholesale?"

"Uh... just sell them to fruit sellers in a certain amount."

While explaining, she sold her orchard. Whether they bought it or not, at least they all knew about this place. Only now did she find out that she should name her orchard, otherwise who would know what it was? place?
After school in the evening, she drove to the suburbs in a carriage. When she arrived at the orchard in the suburbs, she could see the familiar roc from a distance, and colorful peach trees covered with peaches.

Entering the door, I found Ye Laogui, who was keeping accounts in the study in the backyard, the surrounding was quiet, but he did not see Tan Sri.

"Sir, why are you alone?"

The person who was working on the bookkeeping stood up and said with a muffled snort, "Yes, yes, it's just me. He is obviously in business. Why did he ask me to keep the books? I am from a farming background!"

As he spoke, he hummed and lowered his head, with an unhappy expression on his face.

Zhan Jinfeng quickly grabbed the pen and said, "I'll do it."

The old ghost Ye grinned, handed over all the account books he wrote, and stood aside by himself. Seeing her concentrating on reconciling the accounts, a certain old ghost crawled his hair and asked with a smile: "Little girl?" , would you like some tea? I'll ask someone to pick some fresh lychees for you?"

She couldn't help but smiled helplessly, then raised her head and said, "Sir, our orchard should have a name, why don't you think of a name, sir?"

"Want a name?? Okay! Leave it to me!"

As he spoke, he squatted aside with his head in his arms, trying to think of a name.

Seeing that she finally calmed down, she continued to hang her head and sort out these boring accounts.

When the account was completed, even she was a little surprised. The orchard did make a lot of money, but recently the greenhouse specially built for mangosteen was a very large and expensive project. Humidity, the fire of the earth dragon can't burn the trees, and the mangosteen is delicate, so we need to ensure that the greenhouse is firm...

Fortunately, I have other fruits to sell. If I planted mangosteen from the beginning, wouldn't it be ruined?

Just as he was frowning and thinking, a shout of joy suddenly sounded in his ears. Ye Laogui rushed over, holding a pen and paper, dancing, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes!"

"What's the matter?"

"Little girl, we have a name for our orchard! Look!"

As he spoke, he spread the rice paper in his hand in front of her, only to see the stains of ink on it, and then wrote two large characters: "Mianqi Shanzhuang"

"Mianqi?" She looked at these two words in confusion, what does it mean?Does it have anything to do with their orchard?

Ye Laogui raised his face triumphantly, the folds of his face were crowded together, like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"The clouds and the rain, the water is the rain, nourishing all things, your nourishment, isn't it also a drop of water?"

When Zhan Jinfeng thought about it, the manor in front of her suddenly seemed to become a forest lined with green trees, with white clouds rolling in fertile rainwater to moisten the earth, and her orchard was filled with the fragrance of birds and flowers, and the fragrance of fruits was overflowing!

"Okay, then it's called Mianqi Villa!"

(End of this chapter)