Peasant Woman’s Decreed Life as a Wife

  Chapter 1064 Very busy

  Ye Muyu soaked the handkerchief first, and wiped off the blood on his chest before applying the medicine.

   What catches the eye is a finger-long scar. On his hard chest, not only does it not destroy the beauty, but it also adds a bit of sharpness.

  Ye Muyu felt a little hot when her hand touched his skin.

   "Did you have a high fever?" Ye Muyu frowned.

  Chu Heng's eyes fell on her face, and he watched silently. Hearing this, he responded after a while: "It's okay."

  The medicine had already been applied, the wound below had just scabbed over, and he hadn't bandaged it, and there was no gauze on the carriage, so Ye Muyu could only give up the idea of ​​bandaging, and the bleeding was not much.

   "Did the doctor get you medicine?" Ye Muyu asked.

  Chu Heng hummed, and casually took out a medicine bottle from his side, which contained small black pills. Ye Muyu handed him a water glass, and felt relieved when he saw that he had taken the medicine.

   All the way to Zhuangzi.

   When we arrived, it was just around noon.

  There is a house in Zhuangzi, and people were sent to clean it up yesterday, and the family lived in it directly.

   After lunch.

  The steward of Zhuangzi was already waiting at the door.

  Ye Muyu arranged people around Ziluo and Xiaojin, and let them go out to play in Zhuangzi.

  After making arrangements for the children, Ye Muyu let the steward come in.

   "Ma'am, little Zhang Shi." A man in a brown padded coat came in. His hands were full of calluses, and he was used to the job just by looking at him.

   "What's the situation on Zhuangzi." Now it's winter, except for some vegetables in the greenhouse, there are only cabbage, radishes and newly planted potatoes in the field.

  This village is mainly planted with grain and fruit trees.

  The steward hurriedly came over one by one: "All the sweet potatoes brought by my wife before have been planted, but the small ones have never been planted before, so I can only follow what my wife said, and I usually take care of them very carefully, but the harvest..."

  He really couldn't guarantee it. In fact, the long-term workers on the farm were worried all day long because of the sweet potatoes they planted.

   "Just do what I say, it's too late." Ye Muyu understood their worries after careful thought, and thought for a while: "I'll go and have a look."

   Waiting for Ye Muyu to go to the field on Zhuangzi with the steward.

  Lu Chuan subconsciously looked at Chu Heng who was still sitting on the stool in the house.

   "Sir, shall we go too?" Lu Chuan asked tentatively.

  Chu Heng put down his teacup, feeling inexplicable: "Is she also this busy on weekdays?"

   "Yes, since Madam made the rules for the family, the inner courtyard has nothing to do, of course, except for the usual need to deliver meals to the Zhao family."

   "In the past three months, Madam borrowed the watermelon from her hometown and earned a fortune to buy a Zhuangzi."

   "In addition to the popularity of the rouge shop in Yuzhou, Madam bought some mountain land and planted fruits."

   "Now there are three Zhuangzi under the name of my wife, which grow vegetables and fruits, medicinal materials, pigs, cattle and sheep, etc."

"The flour produced by the three Zhuangzi was sent to the noodle workshop in Yuzhou City for processing. Now the people in Yuzhou City like to buy the noodles produced by the wife's workshop. The price is cheaper than flour, and the feeling of satiety is better Strong, still dry, can be stored for a long time."

   "The sweet potatoes produced in Zhuangzi are the same as those in my hometown. They are made into sweet potato flour. Sweet potato flour is more popular than noodles because sweet potatoes are cheaper."

  (end of this chapter)