The poor man grows watermelon

After Xiao Heng ate and drank enough, he led the people around the Yujia village garden, and left that night.

The news that Su Ye was appointed as the imperial chef spread throughout Zhili County overnight, as if he had grown wings.

The major restaurants in the county town and even the county government threw out olive branches one after another, hoping that Su Ye could hire their cooks and pay them back.

At this time, Jia Ding, one of the "lobbyists", was sitting in the shed of Su Ye's house, eating watermelon leisurely.

Su Ye smiled and said, "Senior, you came here today not just to eat melons, did you?"

"It's really just to eat watermelon." Jia Ding sat on the wooden chair and changed a comfortable posture, "This is a tribute melon that is sealed by the emperor today. Ordinary people can't eat it if they want to eat it."

"If your lord likes it, I'll go to the field to pick two fresh ones for you later."

Jia Ding waved his hands again and again, "I can't, I can't, I don't know, this melon has been sold at a sky-high price in the capital, it can be said that there is no market for it - if General Huo hadn't been in charge, your melon garden would not have survived in peace. "

Su Ye nodded, he was clear about this matter, he, Yu Feng and Huo Da had long been unable to sort out the relationship between them, this one is not bad.

Su Ye asked bluntly, "Senior, did you come here for the matter of the imperial cook?"

"It's true that someone asked me, but I didn't answer." Jia Ding looked at Su Ye, and said with a smile, "I know, Xiao Ye has her own plan in mind, if there is anything that needs help, just tell me, and I won't get involved in the rest. and."

Su Ye secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said sincerely, "Thank you, senior, for your understanding." Jia Ding helped him a lot, and if he spoke, Su Ye would indeed be embarrassed.

Jia Ding shook his hand, with a sly smile on his face, "Xiao Ye thanked me too early."

Su Ye raised her eyebrows, waiting for his next words.

Jardin wanted something from others, so naturally he would not take Joe.

He quickly finished eating a piece of watermelon, wiped his hands with a cloth towel, and said unhurriedly: "Yujia Village pickles, I hope to win the right to sell them in the Western Region."

Su Ye was puzzled, "The Western Regions are far away and the transportation is inconvenient. It may not be easy to transport bottles and cans there."

"So, is Xiaoye willing to sell pickle recipes?" Jardin said decisively.

Su Ye immediately realized, "Could it be that senior wants to set up a pickle shop in the Western Regions?"

A deep smile appeared on Jia Ding's face, "As expected of Xiao Ye."

Su Ye smiled politely, and pondered: "It is indeed much more convenient to transport the beans and fresh vegetables from the Central Plains than directly transporting the sauce."

Jardin shook his head, "It doesn't have to be so troublesome, just plant it locally."

Su Ye was taken aback, "Isn't there...aren't there grasslands and deserts over there? Is there arable land?"

Jia Ding laughed, "Who did you listen to Xiaoye? The fertile fields of the Western Regions are as vast as our land in the Central Plains."

Su Ye's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly realized that this was another world, not the ancient China in his memory.

Seeing that Su Ye's expression was not right, Jia Ding said quickly, "I'm sorry, I made things difficult for Xiao Ye. Just pretend that I didn't mention this matter, and I won't bring it up again in the future."

"No," Su Ye explained calmly, "I just thought of something else."

When Jia Ding heard this, the thoughts that had just rested were revived again, and he said sincerely: "Don't worry, Xiao Ye, as long as you are willing to sell the recipe, Jia is willing to write a contract, the pickles will only be produced and sold in the Western Regions, and it will never affect the Business in the Central Plains."

He paused for a while, then continued: "Of course, this matter has a lot to do with it. Even if Xiao Ye refuses to allow it, Jia will have nothing to say."

Su Ye smiled and said, "It's just a prescription, not as serious as the senior said. This prescription is not unsalable, but I don't want money..."

Jia Ding was overjoyed, then worried, he didn't want money, so what he wanted was probably something more rare than money.

At this time, the sheep Baa Baa and its mother sheep were tied to a wheelchair by Xuewa, and they were leading and playing beside the haystack.

Su Ye pointed towards the courtyard, "Have you ever seen this kind of curly sheep before?"

Jia Ding nodded, "I did see it when I was running a business with my father earlier."

Su Ye was overjoyed, "Please senior, buy some sheep, both male and female."

If sheep breeding can be expanded, in addition to silk and hemp in the Central Plains, there will be another thing to keep warm after the cold weather.

Shearing sheep, spinning wool, knitting sweaters... I feel very hopeful when I think about it.

"What's so difficult about it?" Jardin rarely showed full confidence, "Is there anything else?

"It's still the same as before, I hope that seniors can use the connections in the caravan to find some novel fruit and vegetable plants or seeds in various places." Su Ye smiled, "Speaking of which, the 'tribute melon' that senior ate just now is the cold melon you gave grown from seeds."

Jia Ding was puzzled, "I said, the outer skin is somewhat similar to the cold melon, but the inside is quite different."

"It's thanks to another plant." Su Ye said without hesitation, "Just add 'Lily'—"

Jia Ding raised his hand and interrupted him, "I'm just a businessman, I don't understand these things, I just wait for Xiao Ye to plant a lot of melons, and give me some to sell."

Su Ye smiled, and bowed deeply, "Then please, senior, find more seeds, cold melon, lily, and the peppers sent last time, the more the better."

Jardin nodded, "No problem."

Su Ye received an affirmative answer, and was both happy and looking forward to it.

Taking advantage of Jia Ding's time of eating melons, he deliberately took out the mulberry paper awarded by the emperor and wrote down the recipes of bean paste and soy sauce in detail, and noted the different processing methods in different seasons and regions.

"senior……"

Jia Ding smiled and interrupted him, "You and I have known each other for a while, Xiao Ye is about the same age as my youngest son, today I have the cheek to ask an 'uncle' to listen, Xiao Ye has to give this face. "

Su Ye smiled and called "Uncle" respectfully.

"Hey!" Jardine responded happily.

Both of them knew that this "Uncle" was not called for nothing. From now on, the two families will be regarded as real relatives. In the future, weddings and funerals must follow the etiquette of relatives.

After that, Su Ye took Jia Ding to the pickle shop, and Jia Ding knew better.

-

There were still three days before departure, and Su Ye finally selected the people who would go to Beijing.

He doesn't use all kinds of so-called "chefs" who want to follow through the back door, and only picks a few in the village that he absolutely trusts.

Xiao Heng said before that it was limited to less than ten people, and it actually meant the same. The situation in the palace is complicated, if some people with ulterior motives get mixed in, the grace may turn into a disaster.

Su Ye and Yu Feng said, "Ya'er and Xiao Xia's sister-in-law are here to take. They are the best cooks in the village, and several dishes are better than mine."

Yu Feng replied solemnly: "The little page is the best."

Su Ye cast him a glance, but she was beautiful in her heart.

"Aunt Su Hua and Aunt Chun Jiu, I want to bring at least one of them. They have rich life experience and are often more thoughtful than we think."

Yu Feng thought for a while and said, "Then auntie, firstly, she is better at cooking, and secondly, the pickle shop can't do without auntie."

Su Ye nodded, "I want to take Qingzhu with me. Although he is reckless, he is decisive in dealing with things. If he goes out with him, he will gain a lot of experience."

Yu Feng smiled, "If he found out, he might be so happy."

"And Anzi, he is literate and smart, and can help watch the food coming in and out..." Su Ye paused, "It's just that the capital is far away, so I'm afraid Uncle Hou won't let it go."

"Uncle Hou is reluctant not to know, but An Zi has been looking forward to it, probably because he is afraid that you have other plans, and you are too shy to mention them."

Su Ye squinted at him, "How do you know?"

Yu Feng pinched his face, showing a wicked smile, "Is Xiao Yezi jealous?"

Su Ye gave him a sideways glance, "Boring."

Yu Feng grinned, hooked his baby Shuanger's face and kissed him big, "Brother Ping told me."

"Brother Shao Ping?" Su Ye was surprised, "How did he know what An Zi was thinking?"

"Didn't Anzi learn hunting from Brother Ping all the time? As long as nothing happened in the manor, Anzi would follow him into the mountains, and Brother Ping would sometimes come over to help."

Su Ye blinked, "These two people don't have the slightest similarity in temperament, and I didn't expect to get along well."

"Brother Ping is a man, and Anzi can always be tolerated if he has a little temper occasionally."

Su Ye laughed, "According to what you said, it looks like a couple."

Yu Feng recalled the way the two got along, and said, "Don't say it, it's really similar. If Xiao An is a twin, it can be considered a good marriage."

Su Ye chuckled, "We're really free!"

Looking at his smiling face, Yu Feng couldn't help saying, "Xiao Yezi, didn't I go to invite the blind half-immortal of Nanshi Village to count the days? Just now he called Qingzi to pass the word that it will be the eighth day of September and the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month in the second half of the year." It's a rare good time..."

"Hmm." Su Ye looked at the plan in his hand, and replied indifferently.

Yu Feng persisted, "Xiao Yezi, let's get married in September, shall we?"

"Get married?" Su Ye paused, and then realized what Yu Feng said just now, "It's calculated so soon?"

Yu Feng nodded, and repeated patiently: "The only good days for the second half of the year are the eighth day of September and the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. I want to choose the eighth day of September."

Su Ye put down the paper in his hand, took the initiative to hug Yu Feng's waist, and said in a soft tone, "September is the busy season, and the house hasn't been built yet. Didn't the marriage get rushed?"

Yu Feng pursed his lips, looked at him fixedly, and didn't speak.

Su Ye blinked, "Yu Feng..."

"Brother Feng."

"Brother Feng~" Su Ye squinted her eyes and smiled.

Yu Feng's whole body went numb, he bent down and hugged him and kissed him deeply.

Su Ye posted it honestly, asking for anything.

It took Yu Feng a lot of perseverance to stop in time, "Tonight, continue."

Su Ye curled her lips and nodded briskly.

Yu Feng was still a little unwilling, "I will hire someone to build the house as soon as possible. If it can be completed before September, we will get married."

Su Ye raised her eyebrows, do you really think I'm doing it for the house?

He opened the album and pushed it to Yu Feng, "I want this."

Yu Feng took a look and was stunned, "This is... what?"

"My dream home." Su Ye smirked, "This is what you said, if you can build it, you can get married."

"If, what if it can't be built?"

Su Ye spread his hands, "Then tell me when it will be completed."

Yu Feng stared blankly at the patterns on the paper, feeling unwell.