The two treasures of the farm family cannot be offended by the mother who is a miracle doctor.

Shen Tanya looked at Ziliu, "Thank your master for me, and tell her that I will be watching over the Xianglu Shop and everything will be fine."

"Thank you, Miss Shen. Your words will be conveyed to me."

Zi Liu bowed respectfully and did not stay too long. She took the ox cart driver back to Luo's house. After giving Liu Zheran a gift, she realized that Hu Yunbo's family had all left.

Liu Zhizhang also asked her to tell Ye Nitang that the kiln could not be purchased and the Hu family had already sold it.

Ziliu responded with a calm expression.

The Hu family's gift could not be delivered, so she left it to Ye Kuangyan.

Then let five cart drivers pull the things for Yang Ye's family and follow her to Huaishan Village.

When we arrived at the village, the sun was setting.

The villagers who had returned home ran out when they heard the noise.

Looking at five cars of stuff, it's called envy.

But now that the Ye family has the favor of the county magistrate, no one dares to come forward and say harsh words.

Even behind his back, he didn't dare to gossip about the Ye family, for fear of being sued.

Yang Ye's family was also shocked in waves.

Yang Dashan and the others looked at the sweet potatoes, tomatoes, watermelons and grapes they had never seen before... and wondered if Ye Nitang was the king who had climbed up to the Western Desert.

"The master asked this slave to bring a message to Master Yang, asking you to clean up a yard. When she reaches an agreement with those Western Desert merchants, she will buy a batch of fruits to sell in Liuhe Town."

After Ziliu said loudly, she looked at Huang again, "Madam, the master told you to ask someone to plant those melon and fruit seedlings within one day. They are all rare seeds from the Western Desert. Don't let others steal them."

master? lady?

Yang Dashan and Huang had sarcastic expressions on their faces. This girl and Lan Dai looked just like the young ladies in the county. They were called "Lord and Madam" with mud-legged hands. It was so funny that they couldn't bear it.

"Girl, don't call us like that, you can't afford it," Huang waved her hands awkwardly, "Just like Qinghong and the others, just call us uncle or aunt."

"Call me Zhuer!" Yang Zhuer added. Young Master Yang, who had been called by this group of people all day long, made his skin crawl.

Zi Liu and Landai smiled lightly and said nothing.

They are lowly people, slaves, and there is no way they can be compared with good people like them.

Even if they really meant it, they couldn't shout like that.

After the rice and white noodles were moved into the house, they were amazed again.

However, there were so many people tonight that cooking rice in one pot was simply not enough. Zi Liu remembered Ye Nitang's instructions and steamed sweet potatoes for everyone for the first meal back home.

Although she had never seen sweet potatoes, the book Ye Nitang gave her taught how to cook them.

She took ten women with her, used bamboo steamers to steam three large pots, and cooked sweet potato porridge with white rice.

After it was ready, there were forty or fifty people in the yard, smelling the sweet and glutinous sweet potato fragrance, and their mouths were watering.

Ziliu took ten women and gave each of them a bowl of sweet potato porridge and three steamed sweet potatoes. Because it was dark, the five oxcart drivers could not return to the city, so they stayed at Ye's house to eat.

They hugged the basin, not afraid of the heat, and drank half the bowl in one breath.

"Hey, the potatoes from the Western Desert are so delicious."

"In my entire life, I have never eaten such delicious melon."

Not only were they amazed, Ziliu Landai and the others were also shocked. They had never seen this kind of food in the capital.

Put it in white rice porridge, it is sweet but not greasy, and it is also filling, which can save a lot of food.

"Purple Girl, is this precious thing really made of those bunches of vines?"

Mrs. Wu ate three large bowls of white rice and sweet potato porridge tonight. She had never eaten so freely in her entire life.

"Old madam, the master has given this slave the surname Ye, and the name is Ziliu. You can call me Ziliu," Ziliu said with a smile. "The master said, cut those green vines into thumb lengths and insert them into the soil. Can such fruit grow?"

Although she said this, she didn't see it with her own eyes, and she didn't understand it in her heart.

However, the book her master gave her did say so, and said that the sweet potato stalks and leaves could be used for cooking.

"Then, how do we save seeds?" Huang looked at the sweet potatoes and then at the fresh sweet potato vines, with a confused look on his face.

"Madam, the master said, we can wait until she comes back to talk about these things." Ziliu replied with a smile.

The book didn't say how sweet potatoes reproduce, nor did the master, so she didn't know either.

Yang Dashan, who was drinking porridge from a big bowl, looked at the children in the yard, his brows never loosened.

How does he feel that Ye Nitang is getting bigger and bigger?

That boss Xu has already bought the dragon kiln, and the Hu family has all run away. Her dream of getting rich is probably going to be shattered.

Ye Qinghong was silent and ate obediently. He believed in his eldest sister.

It was dark, and the five well-fed oxcart drivers could not return to the county town, so they camped out all night in the Yang family's small grain farm.

The next day, Ziliu took them and delivered sweet potatoes, vines and fruits to the Lin family.

"Can these really grow such red-skinned fruits?" Butcher Lin held the sweet potato and looked at the sweet potato vine, unable to believe that it could bear such a big fruit.

"It should be okay." Zi Liu was asked too many questions, and she felt even more unsure.

After all, she had never seen sweet potatoes, tomatoes, or her master's fruits. Even the few fruits she knew, she had never seen them grow so well.

Lin Changhe, Ye Nitang's die-hard fan, believed 100% in Ye Nitang's words, "Dad, I believe in Tang'er. It just so happens that our land has been plowed, let's go plant it now."

"Master Lin, the master said that the flower seedlings she bought can only be planted by your family. In addition, for those who are willing to help plant flowers, some of these sweet potato vines can be given to them." Zi Liu paused as he said, "The master asked the slave to help you."

When Butcher Lin heard the word "young master", his teeth straightened, "Hey, we are all from the mountains, and we don't like young masters and young ladies. Seeing that you are not very old, you can call us uncle. It sounds comfortable."

"My father is right, we farmers are not into this kind of thing."

After Lin Changhe finished speaking, loneliness flashed in his eyes, and he turned around to ask his neighbors to help him plant sweet potato vines.

Ziliu was sent back by Ye Nitang to assist Lin Changhe in persuading people in the villages to help her plant flowers, so she temporarily stayed in the Lin family.

In the city, Ye Nitang brought Mrs. Pei into a space. After checking her with a B-ultrasound, it was found that the fallopian tube was indeed blocked.

Her sterile glass room was equipped with all kinds of medical equipment, and in just ten minutes, Mrs. Pei was able to clear her fallopian tubes.

When Mrs. Pei woke up, she felt nothing at all, as if she had been in a dream, "Miss Ye, there is no wound on my stomach. Didn't you perform surgery on me?"

"Madam, this is a small operation. I only need to massage it a few times." Ye Nitang didn't want to explain too much, so he took out a few packets of medicine from the medicine box and gave them to her, "You take the medicine on time, and next month's Guishui On the seventh day after you get clean, if you and Mr. Pei are together, you can definitely get pregnant."

She had seen her follicles and they were well developed. If the fallopian tubes were not blocked, it would be easy to get pregnant.

"Okay," Mrs. Pei lowered her head and smiled shyly, "Miss Ye, you are a noble person in our family."

"You're welcome, madam. We are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away, haha."

Ye Nitang smiled and hung up three bottles of anti-inflammatory water for her.