Chapter 813: 813: Jianzhou Prefecture, settled in Beijing (2)

Chapter 813 Chapter 813: Jianzhou Mansion, Settled On Beijing (2)
Feng Jin was strangely silent, and asked, "How good?"
Wei Ci said with a smile, "Let General Fu and Captain Meng Meng go to the door to whisper, and the protagonist can hear it clearly."
Feng Jin: "..."
At this moment, Feng Jin's eyes looked at Meng Hun with a little sympathy.
They thought they were whispering, and no third person heard it, but they all heard it by the protagonist.
"Would you like to remind them? If you let them say that, you can't guarantee that you won't say anything after drinking ..."
If something goes wrong at the celebration party, maybe it will be used by people with care.
Wei Ci also lowered his voice, "This is natural, this is a matter of mercy."
Feng Jin inadvertently looked up, just looking at the sight cast by Jiang Yanji, scared him to almost throw out the wine in his hand-according to Wei Ci, the master's ear strength is very good. She could hear the whispers of Meng Hun, and naturally she could hear him talk to Wei Ci.
He was about to remind Wei Ci to be impulsive, and before he could get out in the future, he received a warning look from Jiang Yanji.
Feng Jin swallowed her belly if she contained it silently on the tip of her tongue.
Friends of the dead do not die.
It was such a momentary effort that Feng Jin sold Wei Ci without hesitation.
Wei Ci is unknown, so he proclaimed, "Master, the Qingmen Green Jade Room that was sent last year now has ten acres of planting live. The two days before, the farmer responsible for cultivation sent the mature fruits to the county government. While it's freezing in the well, it's better to take a taste. "
Jiang Yanji thought for a while before remembering what Wei Ci was referring to.
Qingmen Green Jade Room, commonly known as "Watermelon".
She planted half a acre of watermelon in the county garden last year. The yield was not enough. She and her subordinates were early adopters. Later, she felt that watermelon can make people grow money. Already.
For a while, it was indeed the season for watermelons to mature.
After Jiang Yanji answered, Wei Ci asked the kitchen chef to pick watermelon from the well water.
Use a knife to unravel the watermelon, and the bright red melon scatters cold air.
Watermelon, you can either cut it into halves, or split it directly in half, dig with a spoon and eat.
However, these two ways of eating are too vulgar, Wei Ci could not imagine a gentleman like Feng Jin who embraces the moon, holding a half-round watermelon in his left hand, holding a spoon in his right hand, digging out a large piece of melon and stuffing it into his mouth Here ... the picture was so beautiful that he couldn't bear to imagine.
So, he asked the sister-in-law to cut off the melon skin, and cut the melon into small pieces and put them on a small plate. It was convenient to eat, and it was also pleasing to see.
"Watermelon planted a dozen acres. What is the yield per acre?"
Watermelons are only available in a small country in the Western Regions. If Gu Xin went to the business and brought a few live seedlings to Jiang Yanji, Jiang Yanji would not be able to eat this stuff.
Everyone in the audience, apart from the newly added ones, also ate something last year and tasted something fresh.
Wei Ci replied, "There are about five kilos per acre."
Five thousand pounds?
Everyone heard this number and stunned, this output is really high.
Fu Wang ate a small piece of sweet melon with a chilling cold, refreshing.
"Why is it all water?"
Looking at the pieces of melon, he thought that this thing was just like ordinary fruit. Where did he know that a bite was all juice?
However, the fruit was quite delicious, and one plate was finished in a while.
"That's what watermelon is like. It eats summer and quenches thirst."
Jiang Yanji is still satisfied with the yield of watermelon. With today's agricultural methods, one acre can weigh five kilograms, which is already a bumper harvest.
If she was on the air, viewers would agree with her.
In the world of live audiences, the yield per mu is about 7,000 to 10,000, which varies slightly depending on the type of watermelon.
Jiang Yanji asked again, "The farmers have cultivated for a year, and they should have some experience. If they plant the melons to the people, can they grow them?"
Watermelon has a high yield, is delicious and scarce, and it should be quite a market.
If we let the people plant some more, they will benefit a lot.
The premise of large-scale planting-this stuff cannot be arrogant!
Otherwise, the people responded to the call and planted it, but because of lack of experience, they made the watermelons die.
Wei Ci responded freely, and it seems that Jiang Yanji would have asked this question long ago.
He replied earnestly, "The farmer took care of it for a year, but he also had some experience. This thing is dry and not resistant to moisture, and the sandy soil is more than clay. If the weather is too rainy, and the field is too wet, the seedlings are susceptible to disease, and even when it matures Yield. "
Jiang Yanji thought while eating watermelon.
"Let's talk about it tomorrow."
She already has a general plan in mind, and plans to discuss with several subordinates in detail tomorrow to sort out a charter.
It is a celebration party and it is not appropriate to talk about these matters.
Because Jiang Yanji doesn't like to be noisy, and everyone is not fun for too long, the celebration party ends early.
Jiang Yanji made people prepare hot soup for washing and wash off the sticky sweat and alcohol.
When I entered the backyard, I saw Hui Ye sitting in the room embroidered with flowers, and two mellow watermelons were placed on a plate not far away.
She frowned, and she couldn't remember asking someone to give Hyelin a watermelon.
Although this thing has the effect of diuretic and detoxification, its properties are relatively cold, which can be eaten by pregnant women, but not more.
"Who sent this thing?" Jiang Yanji asked.
When Hui Yan saw Jiang Yanji coming, he got up and saluted, and then wondered, "Isn't this sent by Lang Jun?"
Jiang Yanji asked no one if he asked, and then he figured out who sent it.
After the celebration party was over, she gave each person two extra watermelons.
There were few watermelons at the banquet and it was not fun.
The two from Huiyuan were actually gifted by Fu Wang.
"It's quite possible to present flowers to the Buddha ..."
He muttered a few words and turned around and instructed Huizhen not to be greedy.
"Look at Langzhong today? What did he say?"
Hyelin said, "Lang Zhong said that the fetal elephant is not very stable. It should be because of the march of the day. It will be good to rest for a while."
She has a good body and can be stabilized after a while.
"There is a snow step arrangement in the inner courtyard. You only have to raise your baby," Jiang Yanji said.
Hyelin smiled, "Lang Jun is more careful than the slave's mother."
Jiang Yanji said, "After all, it is a godmother after the child. You ca n’t be a mother, so I have to be more careful when I am a godmother."
Regardless of past life or this life, she has awe in her new life.
After all, new life is the future.
The night was dark, but the houses were still brightly lit, and no one fell asleep.
"Why haven't you slept yet?"
Feng Jin has a lot of words to talk to his wife, but the little ancestor of Longevity relied on the two of them to refuse to move his buttocks.
"Longevity stomach hurts, my mother rubs it."
Chang Sheng lay on the back of Wei Jingxian's arms, holding her round belly, Wei Jingxian's hands rubbed lightly on her belly.
"So big, can't you restrain yourself from eating less?"
Feng Jin sighed, the young girl was not young, the tonnage was not small, and she looked at it like a ball from afar.
Although children are fat and cute, they always feel that they are too fat.
Because Changsheng likes to stick to Wei Jingxian, Feng Jins couple's plan to have a child can only be delayed again and again.
(End of this chapter)