In the blink of an eye, two more days passed, and today was the time Ji Zimo promised to take her to the new address of the cowshed.

Xia Qianqian got up early, packed up, and waited.

When Uncle Wang delivered the milk, he said with a cheerful smile: "The cows' physical condition has been much better recently. There are a total of four buckets of milk today."

Li Yunniang began to worry, "We can barely sell out three large buckets of milk in one day. If we add another bucket, it will be difficult."

If the unsold milk is left overnight, even if it is placed in the freezer, it will not be as fresh as the first day.

The food eaten by ancient people did not have any additives, so their tongues were very sensitive and they pursued higher quality ingredients.

If you use overnight milk and then make ginger milk, fewer people will buy it.

Xia Qianqian pondered for a moment, "The types of our dairy products, except milk tea and ginger milk, are too single."

She comforted Li Yunniang, "Recently I have been busy with the affairs of the General's Mansion. After a few days, I will try to make other dairy products. If we have more tricks, the buyer audience will be larger."

Xia Qianqian suggested: "Uncle Wang, the Juwang Building has a lot of customers, so we can give them more milk."

"Is this okay?" The clerk at Juwanglou comes to pick it up at a fixed point every day.

After taking four buckets of milk every day and giving it to them, Uncle Wang will send the remaining milk to the Xia family.

"Okay, I will talk to their shop owner."

"Of course that's good."

Uncle Wang couldn't help but murmured: "Girl Xia, the villagers in Xinghua Village heard that you took away all the soybeans and mung beans in our village and paid a very high price. Many people came to inquire and ask,

Do we still accept it?"

If the spicy vermicelli shop opens, the soybeans and mung beans in the warehouse of Fu'an Village will probably be consumed in just a few days.

It's still some time before she graduates. If she reserves up in advance...

The weather is hot in summer, and soybeans and mung beans are particularly susceptible to insects.

The warehouse area in Fu'an Village is limited and cannot store so many beans.

What's more, if there are insects in the newly harvested beans, if they are put together with the old beans, the entire warehouse will become a nest of insects.

"Uncle Wang, don't be too hasty to agree.",

Xia Qianqian said tactfully: "If you tell the truth first, we will definitely harvest the beans, but when exactly we will harvest them, I'm afraid it will take some time."

In the crop fields near Jiangcheng, a single type of food is grown every year, including corn, wheat, and various beans... so she has no shortage of supplies.

What is really missing is the good stuff.

Over in Fu'an Village, only Uncle Wang and Uncle Tian are there.

The two of them were responsible for all matters related to raising cattle, and they also had to look after the beans in the warehouse. They were really busy.

It's better to put the beans in their respective homes and let them take care of them.

If there are insects, etc., it is better to find them in time.

When they need beans, they can harvest as many as they need without taking up any space.

When Uncle Wang heard this, he nodded repeatedly, went out to drive cattle and returned to Fu'an Village.

Xia Qianqian sent the person to the gate and saw the green tent carriage in the corner. It was him.

"Mom, I have already asked for leave from the college. I have something to do today, so I will leave first."

She was in a good mood. When she walked towards him, she jumped up and down, and her whole body was filled with joy.

Li Yunniang stood at the door, looking at her back, and muttered: "The girl failed in college, it's time for her to get married."

Aunt Gui on the side responded: "Madam, you are so lucky to have a good uncle."

He is indeed a good uncle.

His Majesty the Wise King, how many people in this world can compare with his status, status and wealth.

Li Yunniang narrowed her eyes and felt a little depressed.

As a woman, she really doesn’t know how to make a decision about her daughter’s marriage.

It would be fine if the baby's father was here.

Whenever she has no idea, he is always by her side, making the decision.

His decision is always right.

She misses him a little.

Aunt Gui was a smart person, and she could see through Li Yunniang's thoughts at a glance. She stepped forward and comforted her: "The girl is a person with ideas, and her choice must be right."

The Qingzheng carriage left the west city gate and headed towards the Fu'an River.

Today, the sun is shining brightly, the breeze is blowing, and there is a hint of heat in the air.

Xia Qianqian stretched out her hand to lift the car curtain, looked at the scenery passing by outside the window, and asked curiously: "Where is the place you chose?"

The carriage headed all the way to Fu'an Village.

She has visited all the village land near Fu'an Village, including the land at the foot of Qingshan Mountain.

After looking at so many places, she finally chose the Jiang family's land.

Now, the Jiang family has collapsed and the land has been taken away.

Is it possible that he will give her the land he took away?

Land confiscated by the government is considered confiscation.

If the confiscated land is to be sold out again, there must be a process similar to modern bidding or donation.

Is it possible that he specifically asked her to wait for ten days in order to handle this process?

While they were speculating, the Qingzheng carriage turned around and headed towards the training camp.

Xia Qianqian became more and more curious, "Where is the land you chose?"

She asked anxiously again.

He sat upright on the sofa, watching her anxiously, smiling and lowering his head to take a sip of tea, "You will know when we get there."

"Where is it?" Xia Qianqian couldn't stand the temptation of saying anything.

That answer is like a kitten stretching out its paws to scratch people's hearts, itching terribly.

Ji Zimo put down the tea cup gently, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "I reminded you, this is a big surprise."

"What a big deal?" Xia Qianqian was a little incredulous.

Many speculations flashed through my mind.

The Qing tent carriage sped by on the road, and after a while, it arrived at the military training camp.

She followed him and entered the gate of the training camp.

As soon as they entered the door, they happened to meet Xue Bing from the weapons camp. When a group of people saw Ji Zimo, they knelt on the ground and shouted in unison: "I see His Highness the Xian Wang."

When the bandits were suppressing Fanshan, Ji Zimo personally led the troops to fight, and these people suddenly realized that the person in front of them was the famous King Xian.

"Get up." Ji Zimo's eyes were cold, and his persona in front of these soldiers was still that cold person.

"Is the boat ready?" he asked calmly.

Xue Bing arched his back and said carefully: "Ready, please come this way, Your Highness."

He carefully led the way.

A group of people came to the river.

There are many boats moored on the shore, including patrol boats specially responsible for patrolling the waters and specially customized warships.

Xue Bing led the group to a mighty warship and said softly: "Your Highness, the wind is strong today, so it is better to take this warship. The ship is stable."

Ji Zimo looked sideways and asked, "Are you seasick?"

Xia Qianqian shook her head.

"Okay, let's get on the boat." He stretched out his arm to her, motioning for her to put her hand on his arm and get on the boat.

Who can have this privilege?

Xue Bing and others on the side seemed to have seen a ghost, and were extremely frightened.
Chapter completed!