On the road from Fu'an Village to Jiangcheng, a green carriage drove by.

In the car, Yuanbao sat in a corner, holding a copy of the "Three Character Classic" and reciting it silently.

Ji Zimo spread out the drawings of the hang glider on the small table, pointed to a certain place in it, and asked Xia Qianqian for advice on its functions and functions.

Ancient people wanted to build a hang glider by hand. Some of the materials and equipment were not technically up to par, so they had to use some substitutes.

Therefore, the creation process seems a little slower.

After helping Ji Zimo solve the glider problem, Xia Qianqian started to discuss with him how to grow cotton.

"Mr. Mo, if I want to plant so much cotton, you must help me solve the manpower problem." She demanded confidently.

Because Xia Qianqian discovered that he was no longer just helping her find seeds.

His intention is clearly to make people in Fu'an Village rich by growing cotton.

When the villagers become rich, who will do the fine work of Fanshan people, and who doesn't want to live a good life? This is the best way to appease the people.

"Don't worry about manpower. If you need people, just ask Geng Zhong for them."

"Okay!"

"Not only do I need some labor, I also need some skilled craftsmen to help me make farming tools."

"Leave it to Geng Zhong and he will help you."

"I still need Geng Zhong to help me investigate someone." She suddenly changed the topic.

Ji Zimo put down the information in his hand, "Who do you want to investigate?"

"Mr. Yu Yinghua, I want to know everything about her family situation."

"Her?" Ji Zimo frowned, "Why do we want to investigate her?"

"Some personal things, I want to help repair the relationship between her and her family."

"There are a lot of things you want to take care of." Ji Zimo couldn't help but tease, "Why are you helping her?"

"In order for me to graduate from Zhuxian College smoothly in the future."

Xia Qianqian sorted out the homework in the bamboo basket, "Otherwise, I will be busy with too many things in the future, and I will definitely fall behind a lot in my studies. Without her permission, how will I get through?"

"The lessons at Zhuxian Academy are not worth mentioning to you." With her talent and knowledge, the teachers at Zhuxian Academy would not be able to teach her at all.

"Ouch! I want gold plating!"

Xia Qianqian didn't want her to walk out of Jiangcheng. When others mentioned it, she was still a little fool from Fu'an Village.

Gold plating?

Ji Zimo didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but he didn't ask any more questions.

In less than half an hour, the Qingzheng carriage stopped at the gate of Zhuxian Academy.

"Go ahead, I'm going to Yupin Pavilion today to take a look. The style of fabric for this tribute has not been determined yet."

Ji Zimo explained to her and said: "The letter from the capital specifically gave Xuanyage a chance and allowed them to select some cloth patterns and send them as alternatives."

On the surface it is an alternative, but in reality it is an additional opportunity to pay tribute.

This opportunity is both surprising and exciting for Hu Tang, and he must be crazy busy.

Xia Qianqian smiled lightly, "It would be good to find something for Hu Tang to do."

Ji Zimo raised his eyebrows and asked tentatively: "Aren't you afraid that he won't come to find you?"

"What if I let him come looking for me?" she asked.

Ji Zimo's mood suddenly became clear because of her words, "Go."

Xia Qianqian got off the carriage, took Yuanbao out of the carriage, turned around and waved to him, "I'm leaving."

Because they arrived early, there were only a few students at the entrance of the college. When they heard the commotion here, they stopped and looked around.

The green tent carriage turned around and sped along the main street.

Yuanbao has recently become familiar with the children in the academy. As soon as he arrived at the gate, he said anxiously: "Sister, I want to go in."

He also wanted to play puppets with the children before going to morning classes.

"Go!" Xia Qianqian waved her hand to him. When she walked to the door, she unconsciously looked to the side room.

In the outer hall, Mo Yan was making tea, drinking hot tea and nibbling a piece of dry biscuit.

When he looked up and saw Xia Qianqian, he couldn't help but said in surprise: "Xia Xiazi, you are here."

"Mr. Mo, what you are eating..." is simply too simple.

Mo Yan's eyes fell on the dry pancake in his hand, and he smiled and said: "I can't cook, and I have to walk two blocks to buy a bun. It's better to eat a pancake and drink some hot tea. I've been doing this for so many years.

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As he spoke, he glanced at the room behind him and urged: "I'm just looking forward to the shop next door opening soon, so that my breakfast will be provided."

Xia Qianqian smiled brightly and said: "Okay."

As she said that, she took out an oil paper bag from the bamboo basket behind her and handed it to her, "Here, you can try the wild vegetable and mushroom bag that was made this morning."

Mo Yan was a little flattered and hurriedly threw the pancake in his hand on the table, reached out to take the oil paper bag, and couldn't wait to open it.

Five big white buns with thin skin and lots of meat were among them. When I stretched out my hand to grab them, they were still warm.

He picked one up and stuffed it into his mouth. The aroma of mushrooms and minced meat blended together and jumped on people's taste buds, making people unable to stop.

"Yeah! It's delicious!"

Mo Yan nodded repeatedly and couldn't stop praising.

"Xia Xiazi, if you open a shop in the future, remember that you also sell these kinds of buns!"

When he thought about the days to come, Mo Yan suddenly felt bright.

"I plan to make some repairs in the house in two days."

"We also need to purchase a batch of pots, pans and cooking facilities."

"Since it is a small shop, we can also place some snacks for sale."

"Some things are relatively trivial, but you have to do it yourself. It may take a little longer, but it will never take more than ten days."

"Okay, girl, if there is anything you need my help with, just ask."

"I really need your help."

Xia Qianqian thought about it, "I will draw a recipe and post it at the door. People who like that dish can mark it, and finally make statistics so that I can understand the preferences of the students."

Bowing to Mo Yan, Xia Qianqian asked, "I hope you, sir, can keep an eye on it for me and don't let anyone destroy it or tear it apart."

"Okay! This is no problem." Mo Yan confirmed.

Xia Qianqian chatted with Mo Yan for a while, then happily headed to the Guizi class carrying a bamboo basket on her back.

In the corridor, from a distance, a person walked over, wearing a black gauze hat and a black robe, walking quickly like the wind.

When he came to Xia Qianqian, his steps hesitated slightly, and he squeezed out one word from his nose, "Humph!"

The arrogance is so arrogant.

Xia Qianqian saw a bruised and bruised face through the black gauze.

It is in sharp contrast to his arrogant arrogance, and it is really funny.

Suppressing a smile in her heart, she looked as usual, stopped, nodded, and said respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Zhu."
Chapter completed!