Chapter Twenty-Seven: Treasure Hunting in the Mountains

When Song Yao's mother and son arrived, the chief steward of Zhuangzi immediately called everyone over and waited for the lecture.

As usual, Song Yao inquired about the construction of the greenhouse, as well as the situation of the pasture and farm.

Although there are a lot of Zhuangzi, but at the beginning, the silver was limited, and the location at the foot of the mountain was bought, and it was a good place for rich people to escape the summer and cool here, but for Song Yao, who wanted to rely on Zhuangzi to have income, it was a bit chicken.

Fortunately, Song Yao grew up in an orphanage in the township in his previous life, and he knew a little about farming, so he reformed Zhuangzi, and he should benefit this year.

"Don't be reluctant to apply fertilizer, if you don't have enough self-produced in the village, go to the farmer's house to harvest it. Pure fertilizer costs ten cents per car, and you can set your own price for other fertilizers according to the quality. I don't expect much of an increase in income on the farm side this year, but after the autumn harvest, I want to see a change in the fertility of the land compared to last year. After Song Yao finished speaking to the steward on the farm, she frowned, and said to the steward in charge of the ranch: "The ranch is our Zhuangzi, and the main income of this year, I just looked at the account book, and it is not very ideal." ”

When the ranch steward heard this, he wiped the sweat on his forehead and said: "Owner, it's not that I don't care, it's really that we are close to the foot of the mountain, sometimes the beasts come down the mountain, and they run away with chickens and ducks in their mouths, and there are some villages that are closer, and there are also little babies who come to steal an egg or something, I can't stop it if I want to, I can't hire a few more people to watch it, right?" ”

Song Yao glanced at the other party, saw that his eyes were a little evasive, pretended not to find out, and did not hold the other party accountable at this time.

"I told you to fence the pond and the ranch and dig a deep ditch to make a trap, but when I entered the village, I didn't see that." Song Yao's tone was light, he glanced at the three stewards, and said slowly: "On the ranch, the livestock have grown up, so it is understandable if you are busy, but the farm is idle now, don't you know what it means to watch and help each other?" ”

"The owner is angry, it's me, the general manager, who didn't arrange it, and I'll arrange these things later." When the chief steward heard this, he hurriedly said.

"Well, I'm going to see the results before I leave." Song Yao nodded, and said to a few people: "We are going to stay here for a few days, these two are the masters of the little boy, this is the little boy's scholar, and arrange a place for them to live first, you will go to work separately, I don't need to wait." ”

After sending everyone away, Song Yao frowned and pondered for a while, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when she saw that Song Yuanbao and the others were staring at her.

It's really embarrassing to run away in front of your son.

"Smash, don't you think your mother is very good-looking? Even if it's day and night, you can't help but take a few more looks? Beckoning to Song Yuanbao, Song Yao said narcissistically.

Song Yuanbao rolled his eyes, nodded perfunctorily, looked up at Song Yao and asked, "Does my mother suspect that someone has betrayed you?" ”

"It's a possibility." Song Yao said ambiguously, his eyes touched the two Qingshan brothers, and suddenly a bright smile appeared, and the two brothers who looked at it straightened their hairs.

Putting down Song Yuanbao, Song Yao got up and came to Qingshan, looked at it carefully for a while, and said, "You are good at light skills, so things like surveillance are the most suitable for you, I want you to find out what is going on over there in the ranch for me before we leave." ”

"Subordinate...... Be. Qingshan just wanted to refuse, but then thought of his current identity, so he could only change his words.

"Then I'm waiting for your good news, hard work." Song Yao habitually wanted to reach out and pat Qingshan, but Qingshan avoided her, which was inevitably a little embarrassing.

"Uncle Aoyama is a miserable life." Song Yuanbao leaned close to Yinzi's ear and whispered.

It's a pity that Song Yuanbao didn't have the habit of whispering, but let everyone listen to it.

was demolished by her son, Song Yao was very injured, but correcting Song Yuanbao at this time was a little bit of a desire to cover up, after all, guarding the ranch is indeed not a good job.

The group soon went into the mountain, Song Yao handed over the two small points to Qinghai for protection, and he searched for them carefully, for fear of missing out on good things.

However, Song Yao didn't dare to go to the mountains, her three-legged cat kung fu, when she encountered a real beast, she could only be knocked down.

"Ahh Song Yao, who was seriously looking for ingredients, suddenly stepped on the air under her feet, and the whole person fell forward, rolling several times in a row before stopping, and she burst into tears in pain.

Fortunately, it only scratched a little epidermis, but did not hurt the bones.

Standing up tentatively, and after moving her muscles and bones, Song Yao scolded and climbed up the opposite slope, exclaiming excitedly before she could see the environment clearly.

"Oh my God! This is the rhythm of getting rich! Song Yao was overjoyed, completely forgetting that she had scolded God for not waiting to see her just now, and regardless of the hem of her skirt being hooked by a branch, she took three steps and climbed towards the hillock.

This fragrance, even with her eyes closed, can guess that it is cumin, and she actually found cumin.

"God really treats me well, with this thing, are you afraid that you won't be able to make delicious food? Ha ha! I, Song Yao, must have moved God, so I will give me this good luck! Song Yao crossed her waist and laughed, if she wasn't afraid of hurting the baby, she would definitely lie down and roll in the cumin bushes.

Qinghai, who rushed to hear Song Yao's exclamation, twitched the corners of his mouth after seeing Song Yao.

It's just a female madman, I really don't understand how the master can treat this woman differently.

Song Yuanbao has always known Song Yao best, so he hurriedly struggled to jump to the ground, trotted to Song Yao's side, shook Song Yao's arm vigorously and asked, "Mother, what treasure have you found?" Quickly show the ingots. ”

", come over here." Song Yao's laughter stopped abruptly, and he hurriedly dragged Song Yuanbao back a few steps, looking at the few cumins that were stepped on distressedly, how much silver must be missing.

"Ku Ming, to treat stomach cold and abdominal pain, is Song Niangzi planning to do a medicinal herb business? This is not worth any money, only in the prescription of the poor. Qinghai glanced at the cumin bush and said kindly.

"You mean, it's available at the pharmacy, or is it a very good one?" Song Yao only felt that she had been doused with a scoop of cold water, and her joy disappeared without a trace.

"Not really." Qinghai shook his head, put down the silver and said, "This thing is too cheap, and the medicine farmers are unwilling to pick it, so there are not many of them in the pharmacy." ”

"That's good." Song Yao patted her chest and said with a sigh of relief: "Can you not gasp for breath when you speak?" I thought my business was going to be ruined. ”

Qinghai looked at the sky speechlessly, it seemed that he shouldn't have said much.

Fortunately, Song Yao didn't look at Qinghai, otherwise he would have taught him a lesson, as a subordinate, he should have the posture of a subordinate, and he must know everything about his master, and he must be a qualified subordinate.

"Smash, remember this place, go back and let the people in the village come to pick, my mother is lucky today, and I have to go inside again, you have to be obedient!" Pinching Song Yuanbao's face, Song Yao was in a good mood and instructed Qinghai: "Qinghai, take the time to hunt two game, Mrs. Ben will cook it herself tonight, let you taste what is the best barbecue!" ”

In a beautiful mood, Song Yao hummed a little song, bypassed the cumin bush and continued to move forward, leaving Song Yuanbao with a look of worship and Qinghai with the corners of his mouth twitching, and an old silver with little change in expression in place.