Farmer’s Little Girl

   Chapter 839

  At night, after everyone washed up, Bai Shan and Man Bao couldn't help but ran to the study to find a copy of "Shu Wen Jie Zi" to ponder, and Bai Erlang came quietly.

The three people gathered together and whispered. Both Bai Shan and Bai Erlang felt that writing a text that only they could understand was very prestigious, and Man Bao felt the same way, so even if she didn’t have to worry about others peeking into her notepad, she did. Came to study together.

  Bai Erlang wondered with them how to turn a character into a character that only they could understand, and asked them, “You haven’t told me yet when will you be enmity with Yizhou Prince’s Mansion.”

  Bai Shandao: "Anyway, it's a vengeance. You will stay away from their home in the future."

   Bai Erlang said silently: "It's as if I want to get closer to their home. My family has no power and no power, so I can't fight the palace."

  Bai Shan and Man Bao thought about it, and stopped worrying about him.

  The three of them flipped through "Shu Wen Jie Zi" for a long time and couldn't think of a way that they all felt good, so they decided to go back to the house and go to sleep... Of course it was impossible.

Man Bao hid in the system and went to class. By the way, she looked at the points of the new income. She counted and found that there were still three kinds of plants without entries. The last time she entered the mountain, she earned 1,238 points. , Keke only draws 5%.

  Man Bao sighed, "Too little, why don't you draw more? I don't mind if you draw 50% at a time."

  Keko ignored her. When it drew points from her for the first time, who was sitting on a stool for a long time to relieve himself? It feels that the host is good at everything, but it is impatient. In addition to studying and learning, it wants to do everything overnight, and can't do it slowly.

  Man Bao is really unwilling to take his time, so he wakes up early in the morning and urges Chu Lang to sell the flowers.

  Thursday Lang thought that he was going to sell flowers to his enemy, and that enemy was still a prince, he couldn't help his guilty heart and shortness of breath.

   Seeing Zhou Lijun, he couldn't help but roll up his sleeves and go out, "I'm coming."

  Man Bao gave Zhou Lijun a thumbs up and said, "I will go with you."

  Yaomei and niece are gone, of course Chu Lang can't help but follow, he can only follow with a sigh.

Man Bao said to him as he walked: "Four brother, what is your guilty conscience, you have to think about it, he is our enemy, sell them unused flowers, and if you make money, we can buy delicious food." Yes, buy a shop, buy all kinds of things, and after the days pass, when the enemy knows about it, will he be **** to death?"

  Thursday Lang said: "I don't know if he will be **** off, but I think we might be killed by him."

   Zhou Lijun said to Man Bao: "Sister, the fourth uncle is too courageous, let's find Liu Shu for this kind of thing in the future."

  Man Bao then remembered Saturday Lang, and asked: "I haven't seen Brother Six for several days. Is he not going home to live now?"

"What is living? He is too busy now," Chu Lang suddenly remembered, "By the way, Man Bao, Li Jun and I will go home to the farm in a few days. You have to be careful here. Don't go if you are all right. To provoke an enemy, go to the sixth child if you have anything, you know?"

   "If you know the fourth brother, don't worry."

  Thursday Lang was not at ease at all, because he suddenly discovered that Man Bao's courage was not ordinary, but very special.

Arriving at the side entrance of the Yizhou Palace, Chu Lang wanted to stay away and put down the flower pot she was holding in her arms, but Man Bao did not. She stood opposite the side entrance of the Palace and stared at it. .

  The Wangfu Jiading, who was watching the door and patrolling outside the side door, glanced at them. Seeing that they hadn't left, he stared at them again. Even Zhou Lijun lowered his head with some guilty conscience, and Man Bao was staring at them.

Jiading couldn't help but glanced at Man Bao again, and then looked at the flower pot that Chu Lang was holding in his arms.

  He thought for a while, talked to Jiading next to him for a while, and then pushed the door in.

  In a short while, a man in charge came out, led people to Man Bao and the others, looked down at the peony in their arms, and asked: "Several people stayed outside of our palace for..."

On Thursday Lang hurriedly took a step to stand in front of Man Bao and Zhou Lijun, and said with a smile: "This is a good steward. We have heard that the princess loves peonies, so we have beautiful peonies in our hands, so I want to sell them to the princess. I know whether the princess likes it or not."

   Manager frowned, "Sell?"

"Yes," Chu Lang didn't think there was anything wrong with this. After the first sentence was uttered, the following words became easier to say. He bowed and introduced it with a smile, "Our pot of white peonies has taken a lot of effort to cultivate. After coming out, there is only one pot in Quan Yizhou City, noble and pure, the most suitable for the princess."

  The words are very good, but there is no smile on the matter. He glanced at the peonies in their hands and asked blankly, "Is it for sale, not for offering?"

   "Huh?" On Thursday Lang was stunned, looking back at Man Bao puzzled.

Man Bao coughed lightly, and came out from behind Chu Lang: "My lord, our family is Shengdou Xiaomin, how can we be qualified to give things to the princess and empress? They dare to sell things to people like adults, and then the adults will give them away. "

  They are all right to ask the princess, what offer?

   Presenting flowers to the princess, isn’t it just meat buns hitting dogs, has there been no return?

  The same person as the manager naturally heard Man Bao's meaning. He glanced at Man Bao in surprise, and when he saw her in a plain cotton clothes, he withdrew his gaze and stared at Bai Peony again.

  He pondered for a while, then nodded after a while, "All right, you can give me the flowers."

   After that, he took out a purse from his sleeve and threw it to Man Bao, waved to ask someone to pick up the flower in her hand.

Man Bao was taken aback, and quickly reached out to hold the flower pot, looked up at his eyes and smiled: "My lord, this potted flower is priced at 800 taels in the flower market. Today, we have a good luck with the grown-ups, my lord. Give me six hundred taels."

  The steward didn’t expect that Man Bao would dare to make a price with him. He became amused and said with a smile: "Six hundred taels? Are you crazy about money?"

  Man Bao returned the money bag to him and said with a smile: "Then it seems that the adults have no fate with this pot of flowers."

  The manager tossed the money bag in his hand and sneered: "It's not up to you to have fate."

   After speaking, he nodded slightly, and the family behind him stepped forward and surrounded the three of them.

On Thursday Lang guarded Man Bao and Zhou Lijun behind him, and almost flew out the flower pot in his hand, but he was reluctant to think that it might be worth six hundred taels. His legs trembled a little, he knew that he shouldn’t. Come.

  What makes money for the enemy? Is it easy to make money for the enemy who can kill people without blinking?

  　 The next update is around nine o'clock in the evening

  (End of this chapter)