I really don't know, how did my little sister grow up, her father is a scholar, and her mother is the daughter of a merchant's family, why did she embark on the road of farming? Moreover, it is better than anyone else.

"Where is it so magical, but I grow vegetables more carefully, if people focus on doing anything, they can actually do it well, you see my master, she has focused on medical skills for so many years, and only then has a magical medical skill, my uncle has been focusing on business for so many years, and he also has his own experience in this, and ordinary people can't compare at all." Jiang Weilan said with a smile.

Regarding Jiang Weilan's theory, Liu Zigui nodded in agreement and felt that it was very reasonable. It seems that in the future, he will have to specialize in a certain job to succeed.

"Why didn't I see you here? The price of that thing in the capital is still high, and this year you have made a lot of money on the Zhuangzi with the Fortune Fruit, and you have saved it. If you planted this kind of good thing in Lancheng, wouldn't you have made a lot of money a long time ago? ”

"Hongyunguo, who doesn't know that I made it, since I plan to live under a different name from now on, there is no need to make such a noticeable thing."

"You're right, but have you thought about it, even if you don't grow good luck, it may inevitably let people know that you are still alive."

"But no one can prove that I'm alive. Suspicion is just suspicion! Jiang smiled slightly. What can you do with doubt, even if it is Jiang Bokang, can you be sure that she is his daughter?

"Actually, it seems that your father doesn't believe you're gone." Liu Zigui looked at Jiang Weilan and said this.

He didn't dare to say anything else, and he felt that the New Year was coming soon, and it was unlucky to say it. Although I don't know who the person who did it is, everyone suspects that it should be someone from the Jiang family.

Jiang Bokang has been very active during this time, not at all like a person who is at a mourning, and it seems that Jiang Bokang still has some plans, but don't tell my little sister about these bad things, she will be sad when she hears it.

"What does it matter if he believes it or not? Could it be that I can still come to Lancheng to make sure that I am still alive? Or find a way to prove that Jiang Yunzhao is Jiang Weilan? Jiang Weilan said with a faint smile.

Before, when she just changed Jiang Yunzhao to Jiang Dezhao, she would still worry that these things would be exposed sooner or later, but now she has no such worries at all.

The name Jiang Weilan appeared out of thin air, and it has nothing to do with Jiang Yunzhao or Jiang Dezhao. Don't say that it is Jiang Bokangcha, even if the people of the Song family come to investigate, there is no way to investigate.

Where is the name of Master Mingde, the people in the government will handle this matter properly, and will not leave a trace.

She has already inquired, what the prefect of Lancheng admires Master Mingde is the five-body throw, as long as it is arranged by Master Mingde, he will do it beautifully, and he will definitely not leave any handle.

When Liu Zigui heard this, he felt that there was some truth, but isn't it, speculation is speculation, now as long as the little sister doesn't admit that she is Jiang Yunzhao, who can prove it? What if Jiang Bokang digs a grave? Could he prove that the bones in the grave were not his daughter's?

Therefore, he no longer bothered about this problem, and Jiang Weilan took Liu Zigui to see all his conservatories, and then returned to the house.

Zhuqing looked at Liu Zigui's tired and almost collapsed appearance, so he hurriedly brought hot tea up.

After Liu Zigui took the hot tea from Zhuqing's hand, he said with a smile: "Little sister, I remember that there are two pots of Hongyun fruit at home, which are somewhat similar to the potatoes you said in your mouth, are you sure that this thing you grow is called a potato or not a Hongyun fruit?" ”

Liu Zigui said this, Jiang Weilan only noticed, isn't it, it is indeed a little similar, she felt that the potato seedlings were a little familiar before, and it seemed that she had seen them somewhere, but she didn't want to, and now she remembered it.

However, potatoes are potatoes, and they are definitely not good luck.

She asked Zhuqing to go to the cellar and bring a potato to Liu Zigui to see, and Liu Zigui believed that it was really not a thing, not only not a thing, but also a big difference.

In the blink of an eye, another two days have passed, and it is already the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, because the weather has changed, except for the dishes in Jiang Weilan's greenhouse that he left to eat, all the others have been arranged to be sent out, and all the people in the Zhuangzi have also taken a holiday, and even the girls in Jiang Weilan's yard are idle and start preparing for the New Year.

Liu Zigui was almost resting, so he didn't stay in Zhuangzi, but went to Lancheng, saying that he had added some more people and wanted to buy some more New Year's goods back, otherwise what if it was not enough. When leaving, Liu Zigui took Congshan with him, and Congshan was a little familiar with Lancheng.

Jiang Weilan also knew that it was impossible to restrain him, and there was no one in Lancheng who knew him, so he simply let him go. There is goodness, and he must not suffer losses.

When Jiang Weilan returned to his yard, the girls were all sitting around the stove in the hall doing needlework, not only a few maids were there, but Aunt Zhu and the eldest girl were also there.

A few girls' clothes are made by themselves, and now they are almost done, in their free time, a few girls sit in one place and fiddle with the buckles on their clothes, you say that this bat is good-looking, she said that this chrysanthemum is beautiful, hip-hop, but it is very lively.

Jiang Weilan didn't look noisy when he looked at it, but felt that it was a good thing that people were thriving, so many people, it was lively.

Jiang Weilan will also be able to make clothes, but she is too lazy to do it herself, her clothes are made of red cotton, and the craftsmanship of red cotton is not as good as a few maids left in the capital, but compared to these newly collected maids in Zhuangzi, the craftsmanship is much better.

"A few of you, it's better to learn from your sister Kapok, and you have learned the craft, but it's your own, but I think it's much better than before." Jiang Weilan looked at the clothes in their hands and smiled.

"Miss, we are all studying seriously, but we don't feel comfortable grasping the needle and thread with our fingers that are used to rough work." A man named Jin Xuan said.

After Zhuqing and others, Yue Niangzi chose a horse and six maids on Zhuangzi, this batch of maids, Jiang Weilan let the seniors with golden characters, and Jin Xuan was one of them. Jiang Weilan said that in the future, the people around him will come according to their seniority, and there will be a new maid later, which is the jade generation.

Jin Xuan's words made everyone laugh, and the atmosphere was even more lively.

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