"Then how do you let the capital know?" Murong Ju asked her.

You can't go out on the street and shout that our sweet potato vermicelli in Tiaocheng is delicious, right?

"That's not easy, when the time comes, let the yamen of Tiaocheng pay tribute, dried sweet potatoes and sweet potato vermicelli are novelties, can you still not pay tribute? As long as the emperor eats delicious food and praises it, how many nobles in the capital have to send someone to buy some and go back to taste it? Chu Yue said.

Isn't Qin Heng a living signboard that is clearly displayed, it is enough for the emperor to say that he has eaten it.

Murong Ju really couldn't help but look at this one twice, this head didn't know how to grow, it was really too smart.

He didn't say much, only said: "The emperor has sent someone to urge, when will you go back?" ”

Originally, it was said that she would stay for a few days, and the emperor only let her stay for three days, but how many days has it been? Still don't want to go back.

Chu Yue said: "I'm here for the menstrual period, it's not suitable for running around and working hard, how can I go back like this." ”

Murong Ju was really embarrassed, he really dared to say anything, but in his head, he couldn't help but recall the past in the misty mountains and forests, and he helped her wash what he did.

"Let's talk about it when I'm gone, I'll stay and see it for a few days, the dried sweet potatoes are fine, this sweet potato vermicelli is not easy to make." Chu Yue said.

In particular, sweet potato vermicelli must pay attention to hygienic conditions, some poorly made sweet potato vermicelli are prone to sand, which is really worthy of the name of ruining reputation, and people have no appetite to eat once and next time.

Now is the sweet potato harvest season, and every household within a radius of 100 miles wants to harvest sweet potatoes.

The few people who helped Chu Yue with the work all learned how to make dried sweet potatoes and sweet potato vermicelli, but the family was not very rich, and the conditions could only be regarded as average, otherwise how could they come out to find work.

So Chu Yue summoned everyone over, she planned to do it herself, and opened a large-scale sweet potato vermicelli and dried sweet potato workshop by herself.

And also gave it a name, called 'Yueji Sweet Potato Vermicelli, Yueji Dried Sweet Potato'

Several people knew that she had something to do with the yamen, and they heard that she didn't count their salaries, only dividends, which was like beating chicken blood.

Especially when they went to the countryside to harvest sweet potatoes, Chu Yue not only asked them to give the people a high price, but also asked the yamen to send officials to follow and protect, which was undoubtedly a good way to enjoy the shade with their backs to the big trees.

In this way, Chu Yue was here in Tiaocheng, vigorously doing her sweet potato vermicelli and sweet potato business.

In the capital, in the imperial palace.

Qin Heng's face is not so good-looking, after so many days, that woman has not come back, this is playing wild outside!

The head of Feng was cautious when he served, but fortunately, at this time, a letter was sent in from outside, and it was sent in with the letter, as well as Chu Yue's developing business, dried sweet potatoes and sweet potato vermicelli.

Qin Heng was not very interested in the two things in the back, he opened the letter first and looked at it, he wanted to see if the woman had anything to say.

The first sentence of the letter was: "Honey, the concubine misses you." ”

"Humph!" Qin Heng snorted coldly, why didn't he come back if he missed him? It's just that I miss him.

Then he continued to look down: "I have dreamed of you every night in the past few days, and I thought you were coming, but I woke up in the middle of the night, but I didn't see you, and I didn't have a good sleep in the second half of the night, secretly covering the pillow and crying, Bingye also asked the concubine, why the pillow is wet, and the concubine didn't dare to say that she wanted to think about it." ”

“……”

For example, there is a big section behind this kind of sassy talk, Qin Heng's eyebrows and eyes are full of disgust, but the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, where is the previous bitterness and hatred?

After reading the letterhead back and forth three times, I was in the mood to look at the dried sweet potatoes and sweet potato vermicelli.

The little woman thought of him in her heart, and she had made all these things, and she wanted him to taste them.

He ate the dried sweet potatoes, and thought they were very good, and the little woman brought back a lot, but he couldn't eat so much, so he asked someone to divide some out.

The Emperor of Longxi Palace, the queen of the harem, and the concubine of the harem, they are all there.

As for the sweet potato vermicelli, he also gave the little woman the recipe that came back to the imperial dining room, and the imperial dining room made it accordingly, and the taste is indeed beyond words.

The little woman wrote that she wanted to develop this business in Tiaocheng, and that she was willing to put it under his name, and give her a little red.

Qin Heng chuckled a few times.

The head of Feng, Xiao Xuanzi, father and son, who served the meal, really had to admire.

This month, even if the nobles are not in the palace, she just has a way to make the Lord of Banzai think about her, and when she thinks of her, the Lord of Banzai can smile heartily.

But why haven't you come back? Among the four Yin Liu and Li Yan, the Li Guiren, who has excellent piano skills, is pregnant with a dragon heir!

Although the time is still short, but if you do the math, this is still favored and conceived when I was in the palace!

This will be a veritable new favorite of Li Guiren in the womb, especially when Yue Guiren is 'seriously ill' and is closed in Weiyang Palace, her limelight is unmatched.

Because Qin Heng also felt that this sweet potato vermicelli was good, and he could afford to do this business, he also divided the remaining sweet potato vermicelli, and many princes and ministers got so many catties, after all, it was not a lot.

Then he sent the eldest son of a confidant courtier to go to Tiaocheng on an errand, and Zhou Qingshu went with him.

This Zhou Qingshu is Jiang Mian's husband, and Jiang Mian is also Jiang Rouer's sister.

Zhou Qingshu is also the son-in-law of the Marquis of Yongle.

After this will, Zhou Qingshu went on a business trip with him, although the Zhou family was upright, they also hoped to be reused.

But this is good, Zhou Qingshu is reused by the emperor, you must know that although he is doing a good job, but he grabs a lot like this, how can the emperor know which one he is?

Needless to say, this must be because of the Yongle Hou Mansion.

Jiang Mian came over closely, and the Yongle Marquis Mansion also knew about it, so Jiang Mian naturally asked her mother: "Mother, I heard that the eldest sister is sick, and since she came back from the palace, she has been recuperating in Weiyang Palace?" ”

"Your eldest sister is fine." Mrs. Jiang actually didn't know what was going on, but her mother-in-law sat calmly on Mount Tai, she didn't listen to her mother-in-law, but she also knew that she must be fine.

Jiang Mian pursed her lips and said, "Mother, I want to go into the palace to visit my eldest sister." ”

"Forget about the visit." Mrs. Jiang hesitated: "Your eldest sister didn't say it again. ”

"The eldest sister is sick now, and what she needs most is the care of her family, and the eldest sister doesn't say that she doesn't want to." Jiang Mian said.

"If Rou'er is here, it's okay, you can forget it, she doesn't know you well." Mrs. Jiang said.

The relationship between the niece and the youngest daughter is very good, and they even go out of the palace to support the younger daughter, but for this eldest daughter, the niece has never seen each other.

Jiang Mian's face tightened slightly, and said, "Mother, do you mean that the eldest sister blames me?" ”

"Your eldest sister either blames you, or she doesn't know you, wait, next time your eldest sister finds her mother to go in and talk, I'll take you in when the time comes." Mrs. Jiang also said.

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