After The Divorce, I Became the Favorite of the Powerful Ministers

   Chapter 178 She didn't throw the pot

  After dinner, Hou Lao and Mo Qingling did not leave.

   Instead, let Xiao Hanzheng and his wife take them to Taoism to watch the cornfields.

  Liang Youxiao and others naturally joined in the fun again.

   Seeing the corn growing in the backyard of the Taoist temple, both Hou Lao and Mo Qingling were excited again.

   It seems that the output is indeed not low!

  Mo Qingling asked: "How many corn seeds do I need for this acre of land?"

   Since he became the county magistrate, he has learned a lot about people's livelihood.

   Shi Qingluo replied, "About five pounds."

   As soon as these words came out, everyone present except Xiao Hanzheng was stunned, "What?"

   Mo Qingling's breathing became heavier, "You mean, five catties of seeds can grow a thousand catties of grain?"

   Shi Qingluo nodded, "Yes!"

  She is a high-yielding seed cultivated by the Academy of Agricultural Sciences.

   If there are chemical fertilizers and modern planting methods, the yields can be even higher.

  Liang Youxiao swallowed, "This is too exaggerated."

  Xi Rui said: "That's why it's a good seed from God!"

   He now completely believes in the existence of the old gods anyway.

  Mo Qingling tried his best to calm his emotions, "Are you all mature now?"

   Shi Qingluo replied: "They are all mature."

   She added, "If you want to send it to the capital, fresh corn will definitely not work. Wait until the capital is broken."

   "So after the harvest, the corn on the cob is dried."

   "After drying, the corn kernels are broken off and ground into powder, which can be used as food."

   "The corn cobs can also be used as firewood." Don't waste it.

  Mo Qingling nodded, "I will write a memorial today and send it to the capital as soon as possible, and arrange for someone to come and collect it tomorrow."

   If it weren't for the fact that it was getting late, he didn't want to wait until tomorrow.

   Shi Qingluo smiled and said, "Okay, I'll trouble the magistrate Mo."

  Mo Qingling waved his hand, "I also want to thank you on behalf of the people."

   Shi Qingluo immediately threw the pot, "This is what my master left, thank my master."

   She can just follow her reputation, she doesn't need to be too prosperous, after all, she still wants to live to old age.

  Mo Qingling was stunned for a moment, then he reacted, sighing in his heart that Xiao Hanzheng and his wife were smart people.

   He smiled and said, "Yes, I really want to thank the old god."

   "I want to incense the old fairy, okay?"

   He did not believe in the existence of the old gods before, but now he is half-doubted.

  Especially I heard that many people saw the Taoist gods appearing again today.

  Lao Hou also had a similar idea, "I'll put incense sticks on the old fairy too."

   This kind of seed is left by the old Taoist priest, and it benefits the country and the people. This incense should be served.

   So Shi Qingluo took a few people to offer incense.

   But this time, he didn't show the old gods and spirits, and if he went too far, it would easily cause suspicion.

   Especially there are people like Hou Lao here, maybe something will be seen accidentally.

  Mo Qingling is not simple either.

   After the two finished the incense, Xi Rui stretched his neck and asked, "Why doesn't the old fairy appear now?"

   Shi Qingluo: "..." This thing is really a club.

   "My master is busy, how can I have time to show up all day."

   "It would be good to be able to show a hint once."

  Xi Rui thought for a while, "That's right."

   He leaned over and asked, "The fairy tales written by your husband are so beautiful, is it a hint from your master's dream?"

  When he was in the capital, the slutty friends around him were chasing and reading the "Xiu Xian" storybook.

  It was only when I came to Xiao's house that I learned that it was written by Xiao Hanzheng.

   So two days ago, he and Liang Youxiao were still relying on Xiao Hanzheng, and read the following unprinted content ahead of time.

   They are all yearning for the various exercises and treasures in "Xiu Xian".

   Shi Qingluo smiled, "Guess!"

   This question is not easy for her to answer.

   has already made the master carry so many pots, so if it’s the pot of the book, it’s still not worth it.

  Xi Rui heard the answer that he obviously didn't want to answer, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had guessed correctly, "I think it must be the case."

   "It's no wonder that the cultivation of immortals written by your husband seems to have happened in real life. It must have been experienced by your master."

   Shi Qingluo: "…"

   She found that Xi Rui's brain hole is really big enough.

   This time, Liang Youxiao couldn't help but ask, "Really?"

   "I'll just say how do you know the level of cultivation, as well as those magical magic weapons, formations, talismans, and divine beasts. It turned out to be a reminder from the old gods. No wonder it's so real."

  The book of words written by Xiao Hanzheng, the people present have even read it.

   I didn't think about it before, but after hearing what the two of them said, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was really the case.

   Xiao Hanzheng was very helpless, but he did not explain.

   It’s okay for them to think so, so that people don’t always stare at him and ask if he has cultivated immortality, and where can he find the magic weapon…

   Shi Qingluo felt that she should go to give the master the last time. She didn't dump the pot, but these people themselves...

   Master Taoist, a proper backer.

   "If you want to think so, then so be it." What else can she say, she can only acquiesce.

  Xi Rui and others heard her say that, the old god's status in their hearts was elevated again.

   I couldn't help but ran back and went back for the next incense.

   Xi Rui kept begging, "Old fairy, please bless me to get a divine beast too."

  Liang Youxiao also said: "I want to ask for one."

  Shi Qingluo: "..." The middle two teenagers can't be hurt!

   Recently, Xiao Xianggong just happened to write about the male protagonist, and bought a white kitten who was very close to the eyes in a square market.

   Who knew that after being raised, the kitten turned out to be a white tiger mythical beast that was sealed within its body.

   Then he popularized the four mythical beasts of Xiaqinglong, Baihu, Suzaku and Xuanwu in the book.

   She didn't know, just because of this plot, raising white cats has become a trend among many younger generations in Beijing.

   After leaving the hall, Xi Rui touched his chin and said, "I don't know if my white cat can become a white tiger mythical beast."

  Liang Youxiao said: "Your cat doesn't look smart, or the Persian cat I bought from a merchant in the Western Regions is more like a white tiger."

   Shi Qingluo heard a black line in the conversation between the two, "Emotionally, you two went to buy a white cat to raise because of the white tiger mythical beast in the book?"

  Xi Rui nodded, "Yes!"

   "Maybe suddenly one day, our white cat will also become a white tiger mythical beast?"

   "And it's not just us. Many people in the capital are raising them."

   Liang Youxiao said again: "There are still people who run to catch pheasants to feed, hoping that one day the pheasants will become the sacred beasts of the Vermillion Bird."

   "Some people feed the turtles, maybe they can become basalt beasts."

   "There are also people who keep snakes, and I look forward to one day unlocking the seal and becoming a blue dragon mythical beast."

   Shi Qingluo: "..." She was speechless.

  Especially the "genius" who came up with the idea of ​​a pheasant turning into a Suzaku...

   The others were also very speechless about their "wonderful ideas".

   Mo Qingling thought that fortunately, he had escaped from the gangster circle.

   He pointed to the bunch of red fruit plants and asked, "What is this? Fruit?"

   Hearing this, Shi Qingluo wanted to burst into tears, but finally someone's attention was on point...

   (end of this chapter)