Chapter 51 Chapter 51 After Xie Luzhi drew his sword, he became the regent...
After Xie Luzhi drew his sword, he became the regent.
In ancient times, there were beautiful women in golden houses, and he had an emperor in a golden house.
He specially built the Zhenguo Hall, emphasizing gold and silver utensils, beauties, and alchemy furnaces. As long as it was something that Emperor Shunde liked, he would get it for him.
Every day, I would pick out a number of memorials and show them to him.
For example, the mangoes in Lingnan would ripen in March, and a basket of them would be presented to the emperor.
For example, there are some memorials in the harem, saying that it’s time to buy autumn clothes.
Xie Luzhi would give him a stack of memorials every day, but Emperor Shunde would only glance at them briefly and before he could take a closer look, he was attracted by the beauty beside him.
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After Song Mian learned about it, he looked at Xie Zhuyu who was carrying water and couldn't help but frown.
"Uncle Zhuyu, aren't you going to the capital?" If he doesn't go, the future position of crown prince will be snatched away.
Xie Zhuyu sneered: "It's mine and you can't take it away from me."
He grew up in Beijing and, unlike his brothers, did not dare to have any expectations of Xie Luzhi.
What if you are the one who is left behind and your expectations are dashed? That would be even more embarrassing.
Song Mian pursed her lips and looked at Xie Zhuyu's handsome face, her face full of thought.
Xie Zhuyu looked over instead.
"It's spring now, what are you going to do?" Now that the court is controlled by Xie Luzhi, it depends on what the Song family chooses.
"Now that the survival crisis has been resolved, I plan to rent the mountain behind me and build a farm there. From now on, I can clean up the wasteland every morning. That would be great."
Song Mian thought that after renting the back mountain, he would plant more fruit trees and hire people to help take care of it, and then turn it into a farm stay in the future.
Xie Zhuyu suddenly became interested and asked enthusiastically, "Let me help you."
She has to go to the store to make pies every day, and making these takes a lot of time.
"Okay, then I'll rely on you." Song Mian said with a smile: "Help me check it out, so I don't have to worry about it."
Song Fuxue has to teach in a private school all day and has little time to take care of it.
then--
The next day, Song Mian heard that Xie Zhuyu had helped find someone and paid him to move down the mountain at the price of thirty taels per year.
When she closed her shop, she was taken directly to the county government office to sign the deed.
The moment she got it in her hand, it still felt a little unreal. She thought for a long time, wondering what to do if the Song family could not recover.
I didn't expect happiness to come so suddenly.
Song Mian hissed softly, flipped through the contract book back and forth, and after a while, he happily put it in his arms.
After returning home, she took a walk in the back mountain and circled her own land according to the deed.
Purchasing fruit seedlings, reclaiming wasteland, etc. all require money, and building a farm also requires money.
Song Mian thought seriously about how much silver this would cost.
"Now, we have to thank Zhou Zheng." He provided a lot of silver.
At least it is enough to buy fruit seedlings.
Song Mian picked it up seriously.
I don't have much money, but I can still get things done by being frugal.
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Throughout the spring, Song Mian worked hard for the farm.
When she was not around occasionally, diners would ask about her one after another.
When Song Mian was there, he smiled and replied, "I have set up a farm in Songjia Village for everyone to go on an outing and enjoy the flowers and pick fruits."
She wants to turn it into a farm stay.
"Enjoying flowers and picking fruits?"
"What is this? I've never heard of it."
"Could it be possible that we also have a farm to visit?"
"Hahahaha, then do you charge money? If you don't, you'll be at a loss."
Song Mian pursed his lips and chuckled softly, saying gently, "Not this year. Those fruit trees and flower trees have just been planted. They are not ready yet. They will take three years to mature."
Hearing her say this, Zhang Chunhua asked again: "Is there any food?"
Song Mian smiled and said, "Yes, I will develop many new snacks by then. There will also be many snacks from other places written in the travel chronicles of various prefectures. All snacks from all over the world will be gathered here."
"Then I must go and see it when the time comes." Zhang Chunhua's face was full of anticipation.
She had never been out of the small town and had no idea what food was like in different parts of the world.
But deep down she still wanted to see it.
Song Mian pursed her lips and smiled, then said gently, "We'll talk about it later."
Three years later.
The grass is growing and the birds are singing.
After three years of operation, Songjia Village is no longer what it used to be.
The back mountain is colorful.
As soon as spring comes and the temperature gets a little warmer, the cherry blossoms and apricot blossoms start blooming, pink, white, and everything in between.
Zhang Chunhua ran here with her children first.
After a cooped up winter, she just wanted to breathe the free air.
When she arrived at the farm, she was completely stunned.
Small bridges, flowing water, and houses.
Flowers, smoke, weeping willows, and old cows.
The scene before her was incredibly beautiful, outlining a kind of beauty that made her feel relaxed and happy.
Everything she saw seemed new and interesting.
"What is this?" she asked.
Song Mian smiled and said, "This is Xijing Liangpi. It's the most popular in Xijing."
Considering the cold weather, she makes small portions and sells them cheaply, focusing on the taste.
"What is this?"
"Oden."
The name alone makes one guess the region.
"Is this really how people in Guandong cook?" Zhang Chunhua was stunned. She took out her purse and frantically took out money.
She thought happily that since she was the first one to arrive, she must have arrived earlier than others.
Humph, no one runs faster than her.
However--
As soon as she entered the farm, she met many familiar people.
"Aren't you guys going to sleep?" She was stunned.
"I was so excited that I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. I got up at daybreak, wrapped the child in a blanket, and came with him."
"Me too, hahaha. I've already eaten and played a lot, and I plan to have another round."
"I'm hungry after walking around, so it's just right to eat something."
Song Mian was helping to make Bobo Chicken. She smiled and said, "We just opened, so there aren't many people here yet. Feel free to have fun however you want. If you get tired, go sit in the pavilion and rest. I've also prepared a lot of tea. It's not great, so please don't mind."
In fact, ordinary people also use tea leaves to make tea.
"What is this?" asked Zhang Chunhua's grandson.
Song Mian glanced over and said with a smile, "This is milk tea, made with milk and tea. There are different flavors, red bean, pearl, peach... and fruit juice. See what you like and ask the staff to make it for you."
"I want peach milk tea."
Song Mian thought about it and made it for him herself. She talked for a long time and felt like drinking it.
"We want it too!"
Everyone laughed and said.
Song Mian: ...
I originally only put in a spoonful of milk, but now half the pot is cooked.
"Aunt Zhang, please help monitor the heat." Song Mian instructed, "Just make sure the milk starts to bubble. Don't let it boil completely, or it will lose its nutritional value."
She moved nimbly and quickly made several cups of milk tea.
Holding the green bamboo tube in your hand, and using a thin bamboo branch as a straw, you can suck the peach flesh with one sip, and the mellow milk tea also goes into your throat.
"It's delicious! Who invented this? It's sweet."
Song Mian just smiled and said nothing.
This milk tea is expensive. A meat pie is only three cents, but this cup of milk tea is five cents. Of course, it is also because sugar is relatively expensive.
“I like it and will buy it next time.”
She figured that the best seasons to do business were spring and autumn, so that the summer and winter would be colder and she could do what she liked.
That's great.
There is not only time to make money, but also time to live.
"I want milk tea too! Give me red bean flavor."
"I want peaches!"
"I want peach juice!"
Listening to everyone ordering food one after another, Song Mian said with a smile: "This dessert is more delicious when eaten with spicy food."
Everyone held their milk tea cups and went to the snack shop next door to buy spicy Bobo chicken.
Song Mian looked at the gradually filling money box, but smiled without saying a word.
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