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Chapter 670 Sowing

Although the clouds have not dispersed and the drizzle is still falling, the town has come to life.

Children who had been dormant in the town for a long time took to the streets one after another, playing in the water and going to the pools where the water level had dropped to touch loaches and catch small fish.

The villagers were busy planting melons and beans in the fields around the yard.

Although both days are in the sky, life must go on, and they have no choice but to plant some hope now and look forward to a good harvest in the summer.

Guests at the inn come and go, so naturally you have to grow vegetables for the rest of your life.

After driving away the old beggar, Yu Sheng shouted to Bai Gaoxing and the rich and poor early in the morning, asking them to finish their breakfast quickly and then go clean the vegetable garden.

"Isn't it too early?" Ye Zigao yawned, Fu Nan was also listless, Bai Xinghao was better.

"What's going on with you two?" Yu Sheng asked Ye Zigao and Fu Nan, who lived together, "People who don't know your hobbies would think that you two worked hard at night."

Yu Sheng bit a certain word very hard, and he understood it instantly. A mouthful of soy milk sprayed on Ye Zigao's face, making him look pale.

"What are you doing!?" Ye Zigao woke up completely and stared at Fu Nan angrily.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Fu Nan hurriedly stretched out his hand to help Ye Zigao wipe it, but Ye Zigao didn't stop him.

The old beggar sitting under the eaves outside the door, leaning against the door frame of the inn, poked his head in and said, "They look like, they really look like a couple."

"Go." Yu Sheng waved to him, "Pull your head back, then stick your head in, and I'll wash your face."

The old beggar quickly retracted his head.

When Yu Sheng chased him in the morning, the old beggar had already learned how to wash his face with Yu Sheng. The water was freezing cold, even colder than washing his face with ice water in winter.

"You don't know how to respect the old and care for the young." The old beggar muttered and gathered the asparagus grass under his body.

This asparagus grass was brought to him shamelessly after he slept in Tongbu.

Spread outside the inn under the clean eaves that had never been wet by rain, put on a quilt, and smelled the delicious food inside all day long, the old beggar felt that he would have to stay here for the rest of his life.

The only thing that dissatisfied the old beggar was the lack of a bowl and a beggar.

"If you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools." The old beggar glanced at the plates in the inn and prepared to go in and take one over when there was no one in the inn lobby.

It was impossible for him to spend another twenty guan to buy one. The bowl from last time had already used up all the old beggar's savings.

However, the two smiling men didn't have much money. After being cheated by expensive meals for the rest of their lives, they were no longer able to repay the old beggar's twenty thousand dollars.

However, the old beggar spent the night having a good talk and ridiculed the two smiling people so much that they ran away without breakfast.

In the lobby, Ye Zigao had already pushed away Fu Nan, wiped the soy milk on his face, then picked up the bowl and drank down his breakfast in one gulp.

As soon as he put down the bowl, Wuyun yawned and walked down the wooden ladder, "Waiter, give me a piece of breakfast." As she said that, she yawned again.

At this time, Black Girl was not around, and Ye Gao's lustful nature was revealed again.

He stood up diligently, took a piece of breakfast and handed it over, "Why did you get up so early today?"

"Is it early?" Wu Yun said drowsily, yawning, "Why is it early? I haven't slept yet."

"Hey, what have you been working on all night?" Ye Zigao said, and Fu Nan squirted out another mouthful of soy milk.

The old beggar brought his head into the conversation again, "If you don't drink, let me drink. You prodigal thing, I..."

A ball of water rushed towards him. Fortunately, the old beggar hid quickly, otherwise his body would have been completely wet.

Wuyun looked at their farce in confusion, "When writing historical materials, I have to write them down with a pen as soon as I can remember them. Otherwise, I will forget some key points in the future and have to make up my mind..."

Wuyun paused and said to Ye Zi: "You didn't hear anything, right?"

Ye Zigao understood.

He sat in front of Wu Yun, "That's right, I didn't hear anything about what you said in your head. By the way, girl, you have been writing at your desk for so long, do you want me to rub your neck?"

He stretched out his hands and said, "I'm very professional."

Before Wuyun could agree, a basin of ice water was poured on Ye Zigao's head. After a while, they all left, leaving only Ye Zigao who had not recovered from the cold.

"The one who asked you to get up early to work was not the one who asked you to strike up a conversation." Yu Sheng said unhappily.

"Miss Wu hasn't finished her meal yet, so I have to wait for you." Ye Zigao said unhappily.

"No, I'll go back to bed after breakfast. You guys are busy with your business." Wuyun waved her hands and said listlessly.

Yu Sheng finally pulled out some of the waiters, put on their raincoats and bamboo hats and went outside the backyard of the inn to plant lentils under the fence surrounding the house.

The current fence is very monotonous. When the lentil seedlings grow out, the vines will be intertwined with each other, making it difficult to distinguish each other, and will be full of various small flowers. It will be the most beautiful time. When that happens, we will find a sunny day.

When the lake water is filled with gold, you can move a chair and sit next to it, read a book, and practice calligraphy. How wonderful life will be.

Listening to Yu Sheng's thoughts, Ye Zi stood up while working and said, "Let us get up so early in the morning, just to satisfy your boring hobby."

"Get lost." Yu Sheng urged him to work quickly, not wanting to take advantage of the opportunity to talk, "lentils are also very delicious food."

When she lived with her grandmother in her previous life, she often planted some lentils in the yard.

While waiting for cooking, she ran out in a hurry, picked some lentils in the yard and carried them back with her apron. She pinched off the heads and tails, peeled them and cut them into thin strips. Then she put the pot in the pot, added oil, and stir-fried the red peppers.

After the aroma explodes, stir-fry the shredded lentils over high heat, and add minced garlic when the pot is cooked. The taste is really amazing.

My mouth is watering just thinking about it for the rest of my life.

Ye Zi and Gao, who stood waiting for the rest of their lives to talk about how delicious lentils are, looked at each other.

Bai said happily: "Needless to say, you can tell by the look of the shopkeeper that it's delicious."

The three of them worked even harder, and Yu Sheng came to his senses and said, "Lentils are best fried with mutton oil and chili. I'll cook them for you in the fall."

When I heard that I had to wait until autumn, the enthusiasm for the leaves was gone again.

Not only is the yard fenced, the vegetable garden is also fenced.

The three of them also planted their brows on these fences, and they didn't finish until the black girl and the others got up in the inn.

"Okay, the lentils are planted." After Bai Gaoxing dropped the last seed, Yu Sheng clapped his hands, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as Ye Zigao was about to go back to rest, Yu Sheng said again: "Now let's plant gourds."

The gourd was planted next to the jujube tree, and Yu Sheng asked Bai Gaoxuan and the others to build a stand. "We must plant a good gourd this year so that we can keep it to hold wine." Yu Sheng said.

He had a wine gourd, but unfortunately he threw it away when he got drunk.

After sobering up, Shopkeeper Yu felt really regretful for a while.

"Are you okay now?" Ye Zigao, who wanted to be lazy at any time after setting up the shelf, asked.

"Don't worry, let's harvest the spring leeks now." Yu Sheng led them down the slope next to the vegetable garden to a piece of land near the lake.

Leeks come early in early spring, and weeds grow late in autumn.

In early spring, leeks have three leaves but no five leaves. It is the time to cut off the first stubble of leeks.

The leeks grown in the inn are close to the lake and have sufficient water. Therefore, the leeks are very fresh and tender. When cut, they are fragrant. Whether they are stir-fried or made into dumplings, they are soft, tender, fragrant and moist.


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