I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

I don’t know what’s going on in Kyoto and Baiyunxi, but here in Fucheng, some signs are very obvious.

In the past, their home was very quiet. During these days, the number of requests for visits has increased significantly, and many officials who have never met have sent in invitations to visit.

She didn’t care what Xiaowu did to her at the Yamen, but when these posts were delivered to the government, they were obviously here to find out the news.

 Besides, there is no news from their family.

 Just don't do anything and just tell your daughter-in-law to thank the guests behind closed doors to save trouble.

 The breeding in Fucheng is officially on the right track.

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 What if there is a new emperor?

“Don’t worry too much, as long as you don’t violate the above terms, no one cares about the rest.”

Hearing Xiao Wu’s heartfelt voice, Baiyun Xi couldn’t help but sigh, the royal fruit was so deep.

Since Xiaosi came to Fucheng, he has been sitting in the orchard almost every day, leading people to keep an eye on the ducks and sheep, taking care of them and training them at the same time.

More than ten acres of pears, just by selling the fruit, will rot before they can be sold. Baiyunxi couldn't bear to waste the fruit she finally got, so she took Du Shi directly to the orchard to prepare autumn pear paste and sell it in the shop.

"The country is in mourning. The late emperor died and the country mourned for a hundred days. During this period, no entertainment, no slaughter, no marriage."

Originally, we planned to leave in half a month, but it ended up taking a whole month.

 Fortunately, she doesn't like to make noise, so the ban on rituals and music has little impact on the Bai family.

 She is involved from flowering to fruiting.

 Xiao Wu sighed. When he got the news, the whole government office started to cry.

 The crops here are similar to those in their hometown.

"Master, please try it." The pomegranate took the knife, peeled off the skin and handed it over.

Looking at everyone busy transporting ice to the cellar for storage, Baiyunxi also took the time to let Du make an ice bowl to cool down.

 After going around in a circle, Baiyunxi returned to the orchard, checked the duck farm and the maintenance of the sheep, and then got up and went home.

 Originally, I planned to make some nice autumn clothes, but now I’m done with it. In the past three months, I will mainly be wearing plain clothes.

Ge Hai saw Baiyun Xi coming and came up to him with a smile, "Master, I have picked some according to your order. Do you want to taste it first?"

As the weather got hotter and hotter, Baiyunxi was idle, so he and his family started making ice cubes. In just a few days, even the servants' rooms were filled with ice cubes.

“Of course, only when you are satisfied can you be confident in selling it.”

"Don't worry, Yiren, I will remember it, old slave." The ten new girls are being trained in her hands. They have learned the rules and are ready to assign tasks.

Baiyunxi listened to Du's tone and looked at the small puddle she pointed at.

 He has to be prepared for whatever may happen.

 When autumn comes, the pears in the orchard are ready for picking.

With permission, several people picked up the pears and ate them. It was their first time picking pears from the tree and it was so enjoyable.

As soon as the news of the emperor's death came out, the city became much quieter.

 “Mom, have you boiled it all?”

I walked around the fields and chatted with some older tenant farmers, asking them what they would plant after the summer harvest.

 Some people grow late rice, some grow millet, and some grow sorghum.

Mammy Zhu followed Baiyun Xi and complimented the ice cubes piled in the cellar with a smile.

“Looking at these ears of rice, this year is another good harvest year.” Du sighed as she stood on the ridge of the field. "Hey, there are also loaches in this field. I think we can find a lot of them when the rice is harvested."

 Two hundred five. Two hundred and thirty-four. One hundred and forty-six. Seventy-five

The carriage went all the way to Houpo Village, looking at the yellowing rice fields and the tenant farmers walking in the fields carrying hoes.

 One hundred and fifty acres of paddy field should be able to harvest a lot of grain.

 After closing the door, it was indeed pure.

Baiyunxi sat on the Arhat bed and ate an ice bowl.

“By the way, please pay more attention to Master Mo, don’t run out of ice. Reading and studying take a lot of time, don’t let the heat affect your mood.”

In a blink of an eye, the weather has entered autumn. Baiyunxi is greeting Zhang Yishan and others to prepare autumn clothes, and Xiao Wu has gone to the office early.

Baiyunxi came back to his senses. Last time, Xiaowu said that the Sixth Prince he likes now is just because his power is too weak. Under such circumstances, a weak prince has no competitiveness.

“As long as our family is not short of water, we will not be short of ice, and naturally we will not be short of you either.”

 Fortunately, the new maid and mother-in-law have also been trained, and Xiao Si can be taken back directly to take care of Li's delivery.

Baiyunxi got off the carriage and stood at the edge of the field. There was no water in the field at this time. The rice could be harvested after the field dried a little.

 The early rice was almost harvested, and she happened to go to see the harvest scene.

After sending the people outside the city and watching the convoy getting further away, Baiyun Xi took the people to the orchard.

“Loach is a good thing. It tastes very delicious when fried in oil. Loach can only be found in good fields. When the rice fields are harvested, let someone dig up some and take it back. Let’s try it too.”

By the time he determined the day to return home, it was already close to the summer harvest.

 “Mother is right, with so many pears, we can definitely cook a lot.”

 “Let’s join in the fun together then.” After all, I am from a farmer’s family, and I love the land at heart, and I have never felt that the soil is dirty.

　　The last time I cooked Qiuli paste, I used it to exchange for food and fill my stomach. In the blink of an eye, the difference was huge.

The development of the matter is very different from the information given to him by his senior brother. Needless to say, there must be dark clouds in Kyoto.

 What a busy scene.

When they arrived at the orchard, Baiyunxi immediately started building a stove and asked Du to take care of it. She took Nanny Zhu and others to pick pears and asked Qingsong to deliver them to the shop.

Baiyunxi stood in the pear orchard, looking at the pears on the branches, feeling very happy. These pear trees grew up under her watch.

“Hey~, I’ll bring someone over later.” She is very good at catching loaches. She did this a lot when she was a child.

After hearing this, Grandma Zhu quickly asked the pomegranates to pick up a few and go to the mountain spring to clean them.

Looking at the snow-white pulp, dripping with juice, Baiyunxi took a bite. It was crispy, sweet and juicy, with a pleasant fragrance and no residue. The taste was really good.

“It is said that the previous emperor passed the throne to the fourth prince, and now the fourth prince is in charge of the government. The enthronement ceremony will be held in three months.”

"Pick up the good ones and sell them in the shop, and boil the rest into Qiuli paste for easy storage." Bai Yunxi looked at Du Shi's bright eyes and chuckled, "In the past, we could exchange Qiuli paste for food. Once, you can use it to make money."

"You also have a taste of your own fruits and you can eat whatever you want."

 “Which prince was granted the title of Crown Prince?”

"Pleasant, this fruit is seasonal and fresh, and it will definitely fetch a good price."

“Twenty cents per catty, the same price as polished rice, I don’t have to worry about not being able to sell it.”

“I think a scripture of fifteen verses or more is enough. Pears are all water, so they may be hungry, and most people are reluctant to eat them.” (End of this chapter)