Chapter 1107 It Has Nothing to Do with Her

And she didn't know that the person who owed it was not her, but Shen Qingci.

"Go and hold it, let me see it," Shen Qing said after resigning, the eldest son who has never seen Bai Mei, what does he look like? But they are all very strong kids.

After Bai Mei came holding her son's little hand, Shen Qing said that she liked this little chubby boy. Really, Bai Mei raised her child very well. Now the child is almost three years old. .

Shen Qingci took his purse and stuffed it into the child's hands.

"Thank you ma'am."

Little Fatty knelt down in a proper manner, kowtowed to Shen Qingci, and said in a milky voice, "Thank you, Madam Xiaoyuan."

Shen Qingci rubbed Little Fatty's little head, her eyes were clear, and the corners of her lips had a faint smile. She was really liked by children. Of course, she had always liked children very much, and she was somewhat tolerant of children.

"Exactly, you are here."

Shen Qingci now has one thing that Bai Mei needs to do.

And Bai Mei was also standing there waiting for the master's order, Little Fatty looked at this, and then at that.

A pair of eyes are also snoring, and at a glance, you know that this is a clever child.

And he also put his little hand behind his back, and the little fat hand was holding beads one after another. Shen Qingci gave a lot of greetings. In this purse, I am afraid there are more than a dozen gold and silver beads. .

But for children, they are only curious about these beads. As for what they are made of, they don't seem to have much concept in it.

After her son was settled, Bai Mei started to do what Shen Qingci investigated. She was originally a messenger by Shen Qingci's side. In the past ten years, she has rarely left, so the affairs in this mansion, She can naturally do it with ease.

Soon after, she really brought back the news that Shen Qingci wanted to know.

"Really not?"

Shen Qingci asked again.

"Yes, not at all."

Bai Mei replied, "None of these people are pregnant."

"That's good," Shen Qingci turned around the jade bracelet on his wrist, the bracelet was in the ring, and Qingluo's voice was very pleasant.

It doesn't matter when they have children, and they are not under her control. As long as they don't have children now, don't immediately see a bunch of people pregnant after seeing her.

At that time, I am afraid that she will really become the goddess of sending children, and everyone wants to touch it.

She didn't want to do such a high-profile thing at all.

But now she was relieved, and no one should mention her being able to give birth to children after that.

In the distance, the scene of the spring flowers blooming also reminded her of the snow vegetables in the village, and it should be time to harvest the seeds again.

Of course, she didn't know that at the time of the court, Sinong was holding a pickled vegetable and was spitting out to Emperor Wen Yuan about the growth of the pickled vegetable this year.

The more he spoke, the more excited he became. The more he spoke, the louder his voice became. The more he spoke, he wanted to feel his tears.

"My emperor is full of blessings, and Si Nong knelt on the ground. Even if this vegetable is buried in the snow for two months, nothing in the world will grow, but it still grows perfectly, and when it is dug out of the snow, it is still green and new. tender."

"Sir, my Dazhou people finally don't have to go hungry anymore."

Don't think that this is just a vegetable. In times of famine, it can be eaten as food. Even if it is enough for a day, it may save many lives.

"Good, good, good!"

Emperor Wen Yuan slammed the table hard. Now, when he saw these snow vegetables, how could he be so excited? It took them two years to finally plant these snow vegetables on a large area.

Moreover, this mustard is better than they thought. It can be planted for two to three seasons a year, and it is much more resistant to frost and drought than ordinary crops. It does not choose the land or the weather.

"When can I let all the people of Da Zhou eat snow vegetables."

Emperor Wen Yuan asked, this is what he wants to know the most. Now this Xuecai is not a rare thing in Beijing. In his palace, all the ministers in the court have eaten it, but what he wants That's not the case, it's not to make these dishes into valuables, what he wants is that the people of the whole week can eat this kind of dishes.

Si Nong's heart naturally knows.

"Holy," he bowed again.

"As long as this season's seeds are collected, people can come over to learn planting techniques, and then distribute the seeds to them. By next year, most people should have vegetables to eat."

"In at least another two years, the snow cabbage will be like sweet potatoes, which can be eaten by ordinary people and seen by ordinary people."

After all, it will take several years for a new crop to be planted and for everyone to see this kind of vegetable, and it may take decades. The reason is the problem of seeds.

Now the snow mustard has grown for two years, and the seeds collected are enough to distribute. At the beginning, these mustards were planted bit by bit with a handful of seeds.

It is not easy to plant a handful of seeds to a few acres, and it is not really successful every time, although this mustard is the best.

But now it has only been successfully planted in this place, and it is still hard to say in other places.

So two years is just a conservative estimate.

However, by next year, the vast majority of people can really eat this dish.

"Two years?" Emperor Wen Yuan was not too satisfied with these two years, even if it was a month, he felt it was too late.

He really didn't want to starve to death any of the people in Da Zhou anymore. As the emperor, he felt so distressed and lied.

"You have done it right away, and be sure to let all continents and counties learn the method of planting as soon as possible."

"The minister leads the order."

Si Nong hurriedly kowtowed heavily on the ground, and then stood up, holding a vegetable and standing aside.

"Lord Shuo."

Emperor Wen Yuan looked towards King Shuo again.

"Maybe it's going to bother you again."

Xuecai was originally planted by Lao Hengju himself. As for the habit of Xuecai, it may be that Si Nong is not as good as him. The most important thing is that Lao Hengju is the one who uses a handful of seeds to plant Xuecai. people who come out.

And what they have to do now is to use a handful of seeds to plant the mustard again.

"The minister leads the order."

Lao Hengju nodded lightly, he really had to go there once, after all, it was a matter of people's livelihood, and he couldn't be careless for a moment.

When he returned to the mansion, he was a major event for people to prepare for this trip.

"Take them back together."

Shen Qingci was playing with Guo'er's little hand. Guo'er was leaning against her mother's arms. She had five tiny hands with fleshy nests, not to mention how cute they were. Shen Qingci took her daughter's little hand and bit her lightly.

Guo'er blinked, maybe still a little scared, thinking that her mother was going to eat her, she shrank her little body, but in the end she didn't take back her little hand.