At dawn, the thunder roared, and soon after, the rain poured down, and all that was left of the four fields was the sound of the bang. The sky seems to struggle even to break through the darkness, and the world will be immersed in this darkness as if there will never be a day.

Chen Qiuniang didn't sleep all night, and after freshening up, she leaned against the window and watched the rain in a daze. Because of the heavy rain, it is not easy for people to do anything else, that is, they chatted under the eaves of the porch in twos and threes.

She didn't care what they were talking about at first, but then she suddenly heard a little maid worried about Mrs. Chen, saying that the rain was so heavy that the Qingquan Temple where Mrs. Chen was located was afraid that it would suffer. As soon as the little maid said this, the other old woman became worried and said, "Yes, yes." The river on the other side of Qingquan Temple, the water is very urgent, and the outlet is small, once the rain keeps falling like this, then Qingquan Temple may be submerged. ”

"Wouldn't it? Qingquan Temple is located very high, and it has been fine with heavy rain for several years. It rained so hard a few days ago, but it's fine. "A little maid asked.

The old mother shook her head and said, "You children don't understand." I remember that 20 years ago, it was also as heavy as this summer, when the rain kept falling, the Tongqu estuary could not be discharged, the water level spread, and the Qingquan Temple was flooded to the point that only the Sanqing Pagoda remained. ”

"I heard my father say that the villages and towns next to Qingquan Temple were flooded, and many people died. At that time, the water was very strong, and Liuhe Town was fine. Another guy immediately jumped out to corroborate.

"Yes, yes, I was a young man at the time, and I went to see it, alas, that miserable situation—" the old woman sighed.

"What about Madame? She's still in Qingquan Temple. The other little maid cried.

"I can only hope that there won't be so much rain." The old mother sighed.

Chen Qiuniang listened to them boredly, and some fragmentary thoughts flashed in her heart. At this moment, someone opened the door and hurriedly waded through the water in a cloak. The person who came shook the rain under the eaves of the porch, and then took off his coat and hat, and Chen Qiuniang saw that it was Panqing.

"Cousin, cousin, the Zhu family has sent someone." Looking forward to the Qing Dynasty window, she looked at it. A group of maids and maids also looked at it, because they already knew that this cousin who had turned over the clouds was actually a daughter, and he was going to marry the vicious Zhu Gongzi soon.

"Oh. How so? Chen Qiuniang sat up slightly upright and asked casually. In fact, she counted the days, that is, these days, and Zhu Wenkang would give her an answer.

"A box of pastries, a letter. Childe said that we opened a restaurant, and I hadn't seen any pastries, so I gave the pastries to the waiter. The letter is here. Pan Qing said and handed over a letter.

Chen Qiuniang took it and opened it, it was Zhu Wenkang's handwritten letter.

First of all, there is a large string of meaty words, such as thinking that you can't think about it, seeing the stars in the sky and thinking it's you, seeing the fish in the water thinking it's you, and breathing the air all illusions that you have your breath. I think about it all night, my dreams are full of your shadows, ah, I miss you so much, I think you are crazy and crazy, you are going to die, when will you marry me, marry me, we will be together every day without separation.

This is the main meaning that Chen Qiuniang summed up from the content and writing after reading Zhu Wenkang's long list of so-called confessions. At the end of the letter, Zhu Wenkang said that Li Taohua had already said that he had withdrawn from the marriage, and the other party was also a face-saving person, threatening death. This matter is his fault, the other party is the general of the Chengdu garrison, he can't do too much, I hope Chen Qiuniang will give him some more time to deal with it. In addition, in the evening, he booked a table in Tianxianglou, although the meal was not as exquisite as the feast of the wealthy family, but the singing and dancing there were really good, and he hoped to spend a good night with her.

Chen Qiuniang took a quick look, the corners of her lips rose, and said, "Panqing, you go to tell the person who sent the letter, just say that if the weather is fine at night, I will go." ”

Pan Qing replied "yes" out of the instinct of his subordinates, but then he wanted to speak and stopped, biting his lip and standing in front of him. Chen Qiuniang looked at him and knew that he was worried about her. She sighed and said, "Panqing, I know that you are all for my good. But in this matter you should bless me. You are the same as my family. ”

"Yes. Cousin, I am looking forward to thinking too much. Pan Qing bowed slightly, and began to put on his coat and hat.

Chen Qiuniang looked at the rain and suddenly said: "If the rain stops today, I will go and pick up my wife tomorrow, there is too much rain this year." I'm always unsure. ”

Pan Qing was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Does my cousin need me to accompany you?" ”

"Nope. I'll let Zhu Gongzi accompany me tomorrow. Chen Qiuniang said, waving her hand at Pan Qing.

Pan Qing pursed his lips a little displeased, but he still said "um", went straight into the rain curtain, and went to the front store to get busy.

Chen Qiuniang half-leaned against the window and watched the rain curtain outside the window, and spontaneously stayed for a moment.

On this day, it rained for a whole day, and after Chen Qiuniang was in a daze for a moment, she spread out her pen and ink and began to do things. She knew that her time was running out, so she had to outline the basic structure of this food empire during this time, and leave some key and basic things to the relevant personnel and Chen Wenzheng.

A few days ago, she had sorted out the cooking skills and gave them to Zhou Ming, Li Kai, Chen Mo and Xiaoxue, who is very talented in desserts. At the same time, Xiaoqing was given a backup. As for some other cooking tips, she also tried her best to write them out and give them to Li Kai and the others.

Later, she talked to Chen Wenzheng about Chen's farm. At that time, a rough idea was given, which belonged to the management of farm personnel recruitment. Now, she thinks she should give some construction to the hard facilities on the farm.

Chen Qiuniang thought about it and began to start with the construction of the greenhouse. She started by drawing precise drawings of the greenhouse, including where to dig what fuel pits would be most fuel-efficient. She made precise calculations and drew the scale. After that, the drawings were elaborated in words.

After finishing the drawings, Chen Qiuniang began to worry about the material of the greenhouse. In this era of underdeveloped technology, how to find the right material to keep warm while ensuring that plants have a light source?

What a headache! Chen Qiuniang simply scratched her head.

In modern society, this is simply not a thing, as soon as the plastic shed is built, the boiler is insulated, and those plants are simply cute, how good and how good they are.

However, in this era, there is no such transparent thing as plastic, so can we collect fish bladders, animal intestines, or something to sew them? This can be considered, but the cost is too high.

In the end, Chen Qiuniang decided not to use that kind of expensive thing to build a greenhouse in the Shuzhong area. Because the coldest time in Shu is not too cold. She used a pit to ensure geothermal heat and built a sealed house with straw, which can be regarded as a basic success. During the day or night when there is frost, cover the room with a closed greenhouse, and during the day when there is no frost, open the roof to allow the plants to photosynthesize, although the growth of the plants may be affected, and it seems that it will cost a little more fuel. But there are not many cold days in Shuzhong, which is really not a waste.

As for the construction of greenhouses in the bitter cold north in the future, the small intestines of animals can be collected on a large scale, washed, and densely sewn with silk threads instead of plastic film. So, after she finished drawing the greenhouse drawings of the farms in Shuzhong and the south, she drew the greenhouse drawings of the northland farms. And attach the building materials used in the building.

Later, Chen Qiuniang made a floor plan of the farm according to the rationality of the building; According to the habits of various animals and plants, suitable animals and plants are selected for breeding and planting.

Then, she also proposed the building of animal husbandry and plant cultivation. In addition, she also elaborated on the condiment cultivation and rice hybridization issues of Chen's Farm. For the cultivation of condiments, she listed all kinds of seasoning plants that can be flavored, such as wood ginger, dogwood, fine spice, fennel, pepper, etc., a total of more than 30 kinds.

As for the matter of rice hybridization. She sketched down the principle of rice hybridization: to reduce the height of the rice stalks. Because the tall rice has a long stem, the rice ears are sparse and not full, and it is easy to suffer from wind disasters, resulting in deflated grains. Then, I wrote about the method of hybridization, the process to be done during the period, and finally the method of preserving the various seeds.

When Chen Qiuniang wrote hard, quickly turned her brain, and sketched out the general prototype of Chen's farm, it was already dusk and the rain had stopped. The light in the room was unknown, so she lit an oil lamp and carefully read the information again. I just feel that Chen's Farm is on paper.

At this moment, she was a little melancholy. The Food Empire Yunlai Hotel is her dream in this time and space. It was not easy for her to find such a good partner as Chen Wenzheng, and it was not easy for this dream to begin to sprout and grow, the aircraft carrier of the food empire had just set sail, but she had to give up because of these hateful people and hateful reasons.

Thinking of this, Chen Qiuniang hated Zhu Wenkang more and more, and hated Zhao Kuangyin, who had never met before. Even if it is said in history that Song Taizu is an outstanding military strategist, a dragon among people, and quite courageous, she still hates him. Because he blocked her dreams.

Create your own food empire! In this time and space, the legend of food and drink has been achieved. It's her dream. Now it's time to say goodbye to that dream. Chen Qiuniang was so depressed that she wept, and finally wrote a sentence to Chen Wenzheng on a page of clean rice paper. She wrote: My brother, I hope that in my lifetime, I can see Yunlai hotels all over the world.

After she finished writing, she also felt that she was too addicted to these unnecessary feelings, which were very dangerous for her at present. So, she took a deep breath, gathered her thoughts, and tidied up the manuscript paper and put it in the closet. Then, after carefully combing up, I changed into a straight shirt in light blue clothes, tied my hair with a square scarf, and went to Tianxianglou for a banquet.

However, as soon as she walked out, a little maid ran over from the porter and said, "Cousin, wait a minute, Zhu Gongzi ordered that it had just rained, and he should not stain his cousin's shoes." ”

As the little servant spoke, two servants dressed in the costumes of the Zhu Mansion came with a large bundle of coarse cloth blankets, and spread them all the way from the eaves of her room to the door of Chen's house. After the two little guys finished doing this, they bent down at 90 degrees exaggeratedly and made a gesture of please, saying, "Jiang Gongzi, please." My son-in-law is at the door. ”

The corners of Chen Qiuniang's lips rose, smiled slightly, and said, "Let's go." ”

She stepped on the carpet and crossed the gatehouse, and the blanket was spread outside the gate of Chen's house until it reached the foot of the carriage. Zhu Wenkang held the curtain on the carriage, stretched out his hand to her with a smile, and said, "Qiu Niang, come." ”

"It's only a few steps from Chen's house to Tianxianglou, why does the son have to work hard." Chen Qiuniang was polite, opened the folding fan, and blocked his outstretched hand, and calmly got into the carriage.

Zhu Wenkang withdrew his hand without a trace, sat side by side with Chen Qiuniang in the carriage, and replied with a smile while instructing the carriage to go to Tianxianglou: "How can you not come." Qiu Niang, I don't see you for a day like every other autumn. ”

Zhu Wenkang's voice was as tender as possible, and he was disgusting to hear, but he still had a faint smile on his face, and said: "The son said that he was laughing, the Zhu family is in charge, how can he be so childlike." ”

"I don't want to be a hero, I have only one wish in this life, to get drunk and die in the land of tenderness with my beloved." Zhu Wenkang smiled evilly, and was about to reach out as he spoke.

Chen Qiuniang stretched out her hand, and the folding fan was another block, blocking his hand, but there was a light smile on her face, and she said casually: "The son has a temperament, and he can be favored by the son, and Qiu Niang is fortunate in her three lives." ”

"Are you still shy?" Zhu Wenke looked impatient, and his hands were about to pounce.

"Childe can't." Chen Qiuniang's voice was not loud, but there was an irresistible sternness in her tone.

"Qiu Niang. I think you're thinking about it. Zhu Wenkang took out this sentence.

Chen Qiuniang only felt that this person's conduct was not ordinarily rotten. But she still smiled charmingly and said: "Qiu Niang wants to grow old with her son, so she thinks that she can't be sloppy in anything." Since it is a floating couple, there must be a complete cave room to spend candle nights, and a qiē can be considered harmonious. Childe, I want to keep the candles in the cave room as the most beautiful souvenir of our lives, can I? ”

She has a charming expression and a soft voice. Zhu Wenkang was about to flow down, and hurriedly said, "Okay, it's all up to you." ”

Chen Qiuniang pointed at the folding fan, muttered and said, "Then you sit down." ”

"Good, good." Zhu Wenkang replied again and again.

At the time of these few words, the carriage stopped at Tianxianglou. Zhu Wenkang got out of the car first and stretched out his hand to help Chen Qiuniang. Chen Qiuniang knew that this was inevitable, so she pressed her hand and handed it over with disgust. That Zhu Wenkang really pinched it in her hand.

Chen Qiuniang used the excuse to sort out the crown of her head, so she pulled out her hand, and the two entered Tianxianglou side by side. Wang came to receive her in person, and when she saw Chen Qiuniang, she was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said: "Jiang Gongzi's cooking skills are unique in the world, but I am really honored to come to Tianxianglou to eat." ”

"The dance of Tianxianglou is unique in the world, and everyone in the world is fascinated. I'm not a pure-hearted monk. Wang, everyone laughed. Chen Qiuniang replied with a smile, followed her all the way to the second floor, and entered a private room called Jiang Nanchun, where the wine and food had already been prepared, and the singer was waiting there.

Mrs. Wang greeted the two of them and retreated. Chen Qiuniang only felt that Wang Niangzi looked at her strangely. RS